Chapter 223 Conditions for the Birth of the God-Killer

This gorgeous gold cup was filled with amazing magic power, but it also exuded a sacred aura. Erica just stared at it for a while, and she felt the warmth that seemed to heal her tired spirit. She trembled and feared. My mood gradually calmed down.

She stared at the beautiful cup obsessively and reached out her hand uncontrollably.

But the magic power gradually flowing through Erica's body broke this strange attraction and made her give up this transgressive move in time.

Watching Erica's actions, Roland nodded, "Erica, tell me, what do you think it is?"

The moment Roland looked over, Erica subconsciously glanced away, but still answered Roland's question obediently.

"Holy Grail."

Although she does not have the superb spiritual vision of Yuan Miko, her good family education makes Erica very good at distinguishing holy relics.

"The Golden Grail, its huge magic and attraction, and this kind of holiness that is different from the ordinary. Apart from the Holy Grail, I can't think of anything else that meets the requirements. Even if this thing is not the original, it must be a replica of the original. It is quite exquisite. of imitations.”

While talking about her opinions, Erica carefully looked at the suspended Holy Grail. There were some imperceptible cracks on it. Can anyone hurt such a sacred object? They are supposed to be nearly indestructible, which means this is probably a replica.

But it wasn't until Erica belatedly realized that her eyes seemed to be glued to the Holy Grail that she turned her head and took the initiative to avoid it.

Even if it's just an imitation of a holy relic, can't I resist it?

Erica, who has always been called a genius, was slightly frustrated. Roland noticed this and comforted him casually: "Don't worry, it's not your fault. Originally, it should not be so public, but after it arrived, it It has begun to absorb magic power to repair itself, so it will show some power, but of course you, as a human, cannot resist it."

"yes……"

What was revealed in Roland's words made Erica realize that this thing may not be as simple as a holy relic, but a divine tool that may evoke the god of disobedience. If it is the power of the god, she Of course it is impossible to resist, but Roland even has such a dangerous thing, what on earth does he want to do?

There are too many legends related to the Holy Grail. If you are not careful, what will happen is not a single disobedient god, but a big fight. Even if other things are put aside, holding the Holy Grail will

It is enough to become a means of destroying the world.

Erica, once again fearful of Roland's true power, lowered her head humbly and waited for Roland's next order.

"I'm a little sleepy. Can you find me a place to rest?"

Then, Roland, who had just put away the Holy Grail, made an incredible request to Erica.

As a high knight, it was not a big deal for Erica to stay awake for several nights, let alone Roland. What was he thinking when he made such a request just before he decided to deal with the God of Disobedience?

But now, Erica has no other choice but to comply.

"Yes, Lord Roland."

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After several twists and turns, Erica returned to the station of the Red Copper and Black Cross without disturbing anyone.

With the strange method of space travel and the fact that Erica, as the master of the barrier, was the leader, Roland successfully entered the room where Erica lived.

Hundreds of years ago, this was a mansion where only princesses could live, but now, it is just Erica's private room. After all, purely in terms of status, she is much more powerful than a secular princess.

Whether it was to give the best thing to Roland or to prevent other elders and friends from being implicated, Erica could only do it alone.

At this moment, she was standing outside the somewhat luxurious bathtub, looking at the hot water vapor filling the glass, feeling a little lost.

In the same way, Erica could only consider herself as a maid because she could not trouble others.

However, for her, standing on the edge of the bathtub and watching people taking a bath was really a novel experience.

"Miss Erica? What's wrong with you?"

About 1.6 meters tall, with a gentle smile and a pitiful look, a woman named Arianna stood next to Erica and called out in confusion.

She was wearing a classic maid outfit, but as Erica's maid since childhood, the girl knew that under that seemingly harmless appearance, there were hidden strange powers and countless dangerous equipment.

"I'm fine, Ana," Erica paused. Because the incident happened suddenly and it didn't take long, Arianna didn't know the fact that she actually no longer belonged here for the time being. But because of this, she Only in this way can we quickly provide services to Roland.

Arranging clothes, food, rooms, and preparing the bath were all done by Anna.

"Don't you look very good? Really, even if you are the one you like, it would be too bold to just let him sleep in your own room, and then come to serve him personally. The magic of love is really something that cannot be underestimated. "

In order to dispel Anna's doubts, Erica unilaterally explained that she had chosen her favorite fiancé. The maid who was familiar with young women did not have any doubts after seeing Roland's enchanting appearance. Instead, she took the initiative to tease her.

"Don't mention this. By the way, have the beds in my room been changed?"

With a grimace on her face, Erica didn't want to dwell too much on this issue and quickly changed the subject.

Although it was okay to sleep on Erica's bed, Roland still asked for a new bed when they were not so intimate. This made Erica breathe a sigh of relief. It seemed that her innocence was not yet clear. It's dangerous... Although it's not bad if the target is a beautiful and powerful person like Lord Roland...

Thinking of this, two red clouds flew up from the girl's face, throwing away this strange thought.

"That's exactly what I wanted to mention to you. A group of dark ninja soldiers took away what I was supposed to do and changed your room. It shocked me. Fortunately, they had no intention of attacking. They just Doing housework like a servant, is this the power of Lord Roland?"

People living in this world are always very receptive to this kind of thing, because they are sure that their lady will not choose mediocrity, and Arianna also accepts it very quickly.

"It must be so..."

Erica sighed silently, and when she raised her head again, she met Ana's curious eyes.

"Why are you looking so sad and unable to find an excuse to go in? That's right. Compared to your appearance, your heart is much more pure. Let me help you."

Before the shy Erica refused, Anna clapped her hands knowingly, and a shadow ninja behind him came up with a tray. On the tray was a steaming bowl.

"This is a special deer blood soup. It will be very helpful at night. Oh my, thanks to these ninja soldiers. Although it looks dangerous, it is actually very useful. My cooking skills are terrible. Yes, you can get such a fragrant deer blood soup by just reading from the book, telling them to stir the soup pot in time, and giving the order to wait for it to be served. It is really easy to use. When you get married, I will do the same. It’s a lot easier.”

Why are you so skilled!

Erica was stunned. She didn't know how to evaluate the personal maid who had become much bolder because she followed her. She had actually gotten used to the life of a housekeeper in advance.

And, a lie requires more lies to cover up this fact, the girl realized it deeply.

Before entering the bath with the tray, Erica seemed to have thought of something. She turned her head warily and said, "Anna, you didn't tell your uncle about this, did you?"

"Don't worry, I didn't reveal anything to the people at the Red Copper and Black Cross."

However, it is not necessarily the case with people outside the red copper and black cross. Looking at Erica's An Xin back, the somewhat natural Anna added in a low voice.

How could a young lady not share such a big event with her best friends when she found the person of her dreams? Especially that lady, she must be very surprised, right?

In this case, after Miss Erica has a wonderful night tonight, she should be able to see her friend tomorrow morning.

Some of the natural maids nodded with satisfaction at this result, hummed a song, and walked to the front door of the mansion. When they were about to lock it, a somewhat anxious figure burst in through the window directly from the side, accompanied by the moonlight and broken leaves. The glass stepped on the carpet in the house.

Ariana, who subconsciously held the blade in her skirt, looked at the person coming, and then released the weapon.

"Miss Liliana? Why are you here tonight?"

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The water gushing from the mouth of the exquisite lion statue gently hits the water surface, bringing up the water mist that rises like mist.

The whole bath was filled with the smell of flower petals. In the fragrant mist, Roland was half-submerged in the water, with his hands open and leaning against the edge of the bath, showing a contented expression.

After returning to Xingyue, we should also build a bathtub of the same style, no, a bigger one, at Matou's house.

He is interested in anything that can relax and bring fun.

Suddenly, Erica's voice came from outside the door.

After getting permission, Erica squatted by the pool, placed the tray on the water, and gently pushed towards Roland.

Because she entered the bathtub, her hanging skirt was rolled up partially, exposing most of her calf. Her fair and smooth skin exuded a charming luster against the gauze-like water vapor.

"Come here," Roland waved and asked the girl to sit down by the pool, like a pillow. After finding a suitable angle, he leaned his head along the softest spot, sighed with contentment, and moved his hands from The stone wall was placed on Erica's warm thighs.

The sixteen-year-old girl's skin was firm and smooth, not only smooth but also very tactile. Roland somewhat understood why the ancient tyrants were addicted to this. Although it was extravagant, the enjoyment was indeed good.

Is this the treatment a demon king deserves? Those Godslayers who run around every day, chasing the God of Disobedience or the Holy Grail, or fighting are more like warriors. It is a bit wasteful to describe them as the Demon King of the Earth.

Although the current atmosphere is very ambiguous, Erica is not so shy after being prepared.

In close contact, the magnetic field from Roland had a profound impact on Erica, making her feel comfortable and happy unconsciously. Every movement and face of Roland looked so gentle and kind.

"Lord Roland, do you really plan to challenge the God of Disobedience in the next few days? Wouldn't it be better to prepare for a while?"

Erica rolled up her hair, perhaps because she was infected by the atmosphere, and asked the question in her mind.

The idea that she is not a god-killer but a god who cannot fight against disobedience has been engraved in her instincts. The occurrence of this kind of thing is as unreasonable as if someone told her that the life she experienced was actually an environment and gave evidence. Confidence.

"It is indeed necessary to prepare, but it has nothing to do with the battle process. The factor of whether to become a God Killer is off the court. This moment is very critical. I have to confirm some things before I can decide."

Compared to the local residents, Roland knew much more secrets than Erica did.

There are also strong and weak gods among the gods of disobedience. The strong ones may bring disasters that will destroy the world. One blow is enough to sink an island, and their appearance is enough to change the natural environment. It is only a matter of time before a continent is sunk.

But this is only the strong ones. In mythology, there are also weak and disobedient gods, such as some earth gods who are born based on spiritual veins. The impact and disaster they can cause are quite limited. The newborn god-killer They can easily crush them with their power, and even the top experts among humans, such as paladin-level magicians or legendary witches, can fight or even seal them.

However, if a god-killer or a talented human being gets lucky and kills this earth god, will he gain new powers?

The answer is naturally no.

All Godslayers were born through the reincarnation ceremony engraved on the world base by Pandora and Prometheus, Pandora's Dark Sacrifice. Godslayers were originally created to compete with 'destiny'.

The Last King is also destiny's counterattack against this situation.

Therefore, as a ritual performer, Pandora has a very strict vision. The prerequisite for obtaining new powers or becoming a god-killer is to make her feel satisfied.

Relying on talent or strength to defeat enemies that should be defeated cannot satisfy her. What Pandora desires is a miracle that is extremely difficult to produce under common sense.

It was because she liked this that it became the condition for the birth of the God Killer.

In order to hold the Holy Grail War, Roland must become a God-killer, so he will suspend everything and determine that the factors for success will be in his hands.

"I need an enemy that I can fight against, a battle that satisfies that woman... As expected, I can only choose him."

Roland sighed and said: "Erica, I remember that witches or witches with spiritual vision can see the origins or omens from related sacred tools or holy relics."

"That's right," Erica said cautiously: "Even if the witches with spiritual vision have not received the revelation, it is more than enough to get a premonition."

"That's easy to handle. When I read Andre's memory before, I took a look. Although you won the title of Red Devil at this age, there is another genius with your name in Italy. She She seems to be a witch?"

Erica's expression changed, "You mean Liliana?"

Feeling the pillow behind him suddenly stiffen, Roland frowned, "Relax, I won't let her do anything. I just asked her to identify the Holy Grail I showed you today to confirm my guess."

The breath coming from Roland calmed Erica down, but she hesitated for a moment, then gritted her teeth and made the suggestion.

"If you need a character like a witch, the Red Copper Black Cross will find other substitutes for you, and they can be delivered to you right away. There is no need to look far away."

"Really?" Roland's fingers tapped the girl's round legs like they were tapping the keys of a piano, and he showed a wicked smile.

"I don't have any objection, but if you want to sacrifice the near for the distant, you should find other alternatives that fit the term. After all, she is already here."

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