Chapter 244 Sardinia

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Sardinia is the second largest island in western Italy after Sicily.

Because the area of ​​natural pastures occupies more than half of the island, and its agricultural and mining conditions are very favorable, the residents of this small island have an innate sense of isolation. Before the arrival of modern times, their reputation was not significant. In the 19th century It became known only after the turn of the century.

But it is also because of its natural sense of isolation that Sardinia has preserved its ancient and unique culture, and has become a popular vacation spot for European royal families.

Now is the peak season, so there should be a lot of tourists. But I don’t know why. Recently, a large number of foreign people have settled in Sardinia. However, they neither visit the scenic spots nor spend money everywhere. It seems that they really just come here. Just like taking a stroll, this made local residents very wary. The city hall received letters of complaint flying in like pieces of paper every day.

But even today, they have not given an accurate response.

"The gentlemen above are all conspirators and they don't pay attention to our demands..."

Listening to the restaurant owner's complaints, Roland picked up the coffee in his hand and began to add a large amount of sugar to it with an expressionless face. The drink that was not sweet was simply undrinkable.

It wasn't until the cup of cheap coffee in his hand had no coffee flavor at all and turned into a cup of undissolved sugar water that Roland continued to take a sip, showing a satisfied expression.

"You are right, but this situation will not last long."

"Why?"

The restaurant owner piled a stack of freshly made waffles together, glanced at Roland's coffee cup, poured a large amount of syrup on the waffles, and handed it to Roland.

"I invited you. After all, you are a rare guest these days."

"Thank you so much."

Roland nodded, and while spreading the butter on the waffles, he responded naturally: "Those people have been here for several days, are paying normally, and are not sneaky about their whereabouts, but the politicians are not. The reaction can only show that they are people with permission, and some important people should be coming for vacation."

"It's indeed possible. They didn't block the entrances and exits. It's just that the business of the travel agencies has stopped. You scattered guests can still come in," the restaurant owner said thoughtfully. "However, the average big shot just clears out the holiday villas." Look around, the whole island of Sardinia is restricted, this is too exaggerated, it’s impossible for the president to come.”

"Who knows? It's always hard to guess what big people think."

Roland shrugged and agreed casually. In this short chat time, he had already eaten most of the muffin.

Suddenly, the door of the restaurant was pushed open again, and a girl with a gorgeous appearance, wearing a red dress and her slender legs in white stockings, as if she were the daughter of a noble, walked into this ordinary restaurant.

From the moment she entered the place, she kept her head bowed respectfully. Without waiting for the shop owner to greet her, she walked up to Roland, bent down and spoke softly.

"I'm sorry, Lord Roland, to disturb your meal, but Lily's spiritual vision has yielded results. According to your instructions, I must inform you as soon as possible."

Submissive and beautiful girls always easily arouse men's desire for protection. Roland turned his head and saw the deep whiteness on the chest of Erica's dress.

"I see."

Roland nodded slightly and continued to eat the waffle without answering what to do next.

Erica breathed a sigh of relief and stood aside like a loyal knight.

The shop owner was too smart to continue the conversation. The appearance of a beauty of Erica's level made him realize that this young man who looked very pleasing to the eye was at least a young master.

The two days of getting along were very smooth for her. Mr. Roland did not have the sense of professionalism that he had to do everything by himself, but Kaikang chose to delegate power. Erica also got her wish and became the housekeeper who arranges Roland's daily affairs.

She also gradually understood that although Roland was no different from other God-killers in terms of willfulness, he was very easy-going in daily interactions. As long as he didn't resist, he didn't even have the slightest airs. He was very easy to get along with. The warrior I saw, the King of Swords, who didn't care about others, was even easier to get along with.

It was as if everything in the world was equal in his eyes.

"Thanks for the hospitality."

Roland wiped the corners of his mouth and drank all the coffee in the cup. This move made Erica's face twitch.

Before Roland could pay the bill, she had already placed a stack of lira on the table that was more than the meal bill and enough to book the restaurant for several days.

In the past few days, Erica tried her best to seize every opportunity to act as a wallet for Roland. This was one of the few moments when she could participate in Roland's daily life. After all, the girl's ambition was not just to be a financial housekeeper. , but to join Roland's family.

If she missed this opportunity, those weird shadow ninjas would take care of everything.

Walking out of the store, Roland looked at the sea view on the roadside and said, "The arrangements for the town have been taken care of."

"It's all arranged. Magicians from all over Italy who specialize in this aspect have gathered on Sardinia. They can't fight against the God of Disobedience, but they are all good at handling crisis situations."

Roland nodded. He was generally more concerned about his own territory, especially when the incarnation of the guardian of order continued to provide him with strength.

Erica's eyes searched everywhere, but she didn't see that familiar figure.

Liliana is a very serious and serious person, and she is extremely cautious when facing the king. Even if she is sent to Sardinia for no reason and asked to search for traces of the God of Disobedience, the girl will not complain. If you comply, you shouldn't be late in this regard.

It was obvious that she had just taken the initiative to deliver the news to her, Erica thought and looked at Roland.

"Lord Roland...Lily,"

"Don't worry, I sensed her aura, and the child fell into spiritual vision again."

Roland laughed twice and said, "This is a trouble unique to witches. Although it may be a good thing for me, she is not far away from us. Let's walk over to find her."

"Thank you for your tolerance." Erica relaxed and followed Roland with an elegant demeanor, but thinking of the scene just now, she still had curiosity on her face.

"What's wrong? I'm in a good mood now. If you have any questions, it's okay to ask."

"Please forgive me, Lord Roland, I also love sweets, so I can understand your preference, but wasn't the amount of white sugar in that cup of coffee just now a bit too much?"

Is this actually a problem? Is Erica too smart or too cautious?

Roland lowered his head and thought about it, then laughed dumbly and said: "That's just a way of comforting my emotions. After all, as a God-slayer, I can't be indifferent when I smell the breath of the disobedient god, right?"

Roland had to admit that the God Killer's almost deformed fighting style against the God of Disobedience was sometimes very useful.

He didn't even need to judge whether Mekar had returned to Sardinia. When he was approaching Sardinia, the feeling that made his brain boil, like a shark smelling blood, and his keen intuition already told him the answer.

These days are the point where the plot officially begins and the first step of the Holy Grail War.

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