Infinite Anime: Opening Template Shadow Assassin Seven

　　"Lord Lin Zhe."

　　In the dense forest, Roswaal's face with clown makeup couldn't see the same expression, the corners of his mouth twitched slightly, and his tone was a little panic: "Are you dissatisfied with me?"

　　Feeling the coldness from his neck, Roswaal couldn't help but sank. Originally, he led the witch sect to the mansion to get rid of Lin Zhe.

　　On the other hand, it was to test Lin Zhe's true strength. The last time Roswaal was controlled by Lin Zhe, he didn't even have time to release the magic.

　　He was extremely unwilling in his heart, so Roswaal wanted to try again to see what level Lin Zhe's strength was at.

　　This is a safe and prudent approach. If the Witch Cult is strong enough, it is best to get rid of Lin Zhe. If Lin Zhe cannot be eliminated, he will not be implicated.

　　But what Roswaal didn't expect was that Sloth, the great sin priest of the Witch Sect, led the team to deal with this matter, but Lin Zhe didn't even hurt Lin Zhe's skin.

　　Just when he was glad that he didn't make a move, he was hidden in the jungle, and was suddenly restrained by the sudden reappearance of Lin Zhe, which was almost no different from the last time.

　　"I did this very secretly, so Lin Zhe couldn't possibly know."

　　"He's testing me."

　　Feeling the slight tingling pain in his neck, Roswaal did not panic. He tried his best to calm himself down. As a very cautious person, even if he led the witches here, Roswaal carefully plans and arrangements.

　　The person who helped him in this matter had already been killed by him.

　　Therefore, Roswaal concluded that [-]% of the reason why Lin Zhe appeared in front of him was just suspicion.

　　After thinking about the key to the matter, Roswaal calmed down immediately. He was even a little proud that he could guess Lin Zhe's intention so quickly.

　　"You suddenly appeared in front of me, do you have something important to order?"

　　Roswaal looked at Lin Zhe in front of him calmly. He lowered his posture and spoke in a very respectful tone: "For your orders, Roswaal will do his best."

　　"Pity."

　　Lin Zhe looked at Roswaal, who had calmed down in a short period of time, and shook his head uncontrollably.

　　For Lin Zhe, who knew the plot, Roswaal was like a transparent person. Lin Zhe could clearly know what he wanted to do, or what he would do.

　　Last time, Lin Zhe and Roswaal had a round of confrontation. After that confrontation, although Roswaal showed a very respectful look, Lin Zhe would not naively think that Roswaal would be so thorough. Be willing to be your own appendage.

　　The result was not bad as expected by Lin Zhe, and Roswaal really did not feel at ease as a tool man.

　　Originally, there was not much conflict of interest between Lin Zhe and Roswaal. If Roswaal willingly became his tool person, Lin Zhe would naturally not treat him badly.

　　But after letting him go, Roswaal still wanted to kill himself, so Lin Zhe would not let Roswaal go on like this again.

　　The tip of his left finger swiped randomly in the air, and a complex talisman suddenly appeared in mid-air.

　　Under Roswaal's puzzled gaze, Lin Zhe flicked his hand and restrained Roswaal. Looking at Roswaal who was still innocent, the corner of Lin Zhe's mouth slightly arched: "We could have Very pleasant to get along with.”

　　"What is this, can't move!"

　　Although Roswaal's face still maintained a calm look, when Lin Zhe hit the talisman into his body, Roswaal panicked.

　　He lost control of his body and was completely unable to move.

　　Even the manna stored in the body was frozen.

　　"So be it."

　　Lin Zhe is a person who doesn't like trouble. Since Roswaal likes to make trouble for him, Lin Zhe did not hesitate any longer. He directly used the full hands of the eight magic skills and began to read and modify Roswaal's memory.

　　"Let me go, let me go, I'm like Lord Lin Zhe, you apologize..."

　　Feeling the indifference in Lin Zhe's eyes, Roswaal, who was still pretending to be innocent, suddenly softened, and his shrill voice seemed particularly desperate.

　　However, Lin Zhe would not give Roswaal a second chance.

　　With his palm covering Roswaal's forehead, the Qi in Lin Zhe's body began to spin at high speed.

　　It didn't take long for Lin Zhe to read Roswaal's memory and completely revise the parts he wanted to revise.

　　"Let's go."

　　"Yes, Master."

　　After finishing the matter of the Witch Cult and solving the hidden danger of Roswaal, Lin Zhe couldn't help but be slightly satisfied with the results of the night.

　　Roswaal followed in front of Lin Zhe, he looked at the surrounding environment with some doubts, some wondered why his master brought him to this place.

　　But he didn't think much about it, he did whatever Lin Zhe asked him to do. After a brief doubt, Roswaal followed.

　　Looking at Roswaal's performance, Lin Zhe was somewhat satisfied with the function of both hands in the Eight Magical Skills.

　　. . . . . .

　　"Is Lin Zhe not back yet?"

　　Anastasia stood outside Lin Zhe's door. She had already knocked on the door, but there was no response for a long time.

　　Originally, after the war, Anastasia, like everyone else, had already slept.

　　But Anastasia couldn't fall asleep. In her mind, Lin Zhe's proposal kept popping up in her mind.

　　Because Anastasia does not know magic, from the beginning of the battle to the end of the battle, she is a bystander.

　　Anastasia is the one who knows the big picture of this battle best.

　　Her eyes stayed on Lin Zhe the whole time, and she never left. Lin Zhe completely grasped the rhythm of the entire battlefield from the beginning, which made Anastasia's judgment of Lin Zhe's strength rise again.

　　On the other hand, Anastasia also realized what would happen if she and Lin Zhe stood on opposite sides. .

Chapter 280

　　In contrast, on the one hand it was difficult to succeed in the king's election, and on the other hand was Lin Zhe's solicitation. Anastasia made the decision to become Lin Zhe's subordinate after weighing the pros and cons.

　　After making the decision, Anastasia no longer hesitated, she immediately came to look for Lin Zhe, wanting to tell Lin Zhe her decision.

　　Originally, according to business thinking, even if she wanted to become Lin Zhe's subordinate, she would be too eager, which was not a very rational thing.

　　But Anastasia still came, and her intuition told her that her own thoughts had no effect in front of Lin Zhe.

　　This can at least leave a good impression in front of Lin Zhe.

　　But what surprised Anastasia was that Lin Zhe was not in his room.

　　Without much hesitation, Anastasia stood at the door of Lin Zhe, waiting for Lin Zhe to come back. No matter what, she needed to show her sincerity to Lin Zhe.

　　. . . . . .

　　"I'm not as eager for the sun to come up earlier as I used to be."

　　Sitting on her bed, Priscilla looked at a ray of light that had appeared in the east, and she couldn't help but mutter to herself, "Is it because that guy is there?"

　　Last night, Priscilla slept extraordinarily soundly, because her protection would be infinitely suppressed at night, the former Priscilla often woke up in nightmares at night.

　　No one is allowed near her room at night.

　　Priscilla became a widow because of her dislike of seeing anyone entering her room at night.

　　All her previous husbands were all sacrifices made by her family in order to make the family stronger, but how could Priscilla give in like this?

　　She strongly rejected her husbands in her heart, so those rejected by her, under the protection of the sun, began to correct.

　　All her husbands would not survive their wedding night and die in an accident.

　　This is why she is called the Blood Lady.

　　This also proves from the side that Priscilla's protection of the sun, the horror, can almost be called another form of utterance.

　　The sun was slowly rising in the distance, and the sunlight came from the distant starry sky, through the thick atmosphere, to this continent, and projected from the window in front of Priscilla.

　　Bathed in the warm sunlight, Priscilla felt the slow return of her strength, and a smile appeared on the corner of her mouth.

　　She was once again the queen who watched everything during the day.

　　However, there was a hint of tenderness in her staring eyes.

　　"I don't know if that guy is up yet?"

　　Sitting on her bed, Priscilla's slender and fair fingers were running through the ends of her hair, and she suddenly wanted to invite Lin Zhe to have breakfast together.

　　There is no superfluous purpose, and unlike before, to win over Lin Zhe, Priscilla simply wants to stay with Lin Zhe.

　　. . . . . .

　　"Is it dawn?"

　　The dazzling sunlight woke up the sleeping Curxiu. She opened her eyes slightly, but there was still chaos in her head.

　　Looking at the snow-white ceiling, Curciu began to stun: "It was a busy night."

　　As time passed slowly, Kurtius' brain slowly became sober from the chaos.

　　She began to think back to what had happened last night.

　　Yesterday, I rushed to the challenge, and Kurtius still couldn't figure out the ins and outs of the matter. Now that he was free, Kurtshov started to review what happened yesterday.

　　"Why on earth did the Witch Cult attack Roswaal's mansion?"

　　After thinking about it for a while, Cuerxiu was still at a loss. Her mind was full of pictures of Lin Zhe fighting the army of demon beasts alone yesterday, and killing those fanatical believers of the Witch Cult.

　　Soon she turned her attention to Lin Zhe's body from thinking about the Witch Sect's attack intentions.

　　"What's wrong with me?"

　　Cursius quickly realized that something was wrong with her, she could not help frowning in distress, lying on the boat dumbfounded, Cursius was a little angry with herself.

　　She clenched her fist and slammed it on the bed, but unexpectedly hit a nail on top of it. Her bun face puffed up, and Kurossi murmured to herself, "It's all your fault."

　　"If it wasn't for you bastard, how could I have hit the nail."

　　Feeling the slight pain in her hand, Curr Xiu was inexplicably angry, and after thinking about it, she felt that she hadn't seen Lin Zhe for a long time, and got up from the bed.

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　　Cruxiu looked at her wardrobe, and her brows furrowed again: "What should I wear?"

　　Compared with the usual single male military uniforms in the wardrobe, before coming to Roswaal's mansion, Curius brought out a lot of noble long skirts, and her eyes were looking back and forth between the skirts and the military uniforms.

　　Crusius, who has always been decisive, was completely stumped by the question of what to wear.

　　. . . . . .

　　It's already bright.