Moon World Can't Be a Love Game

The projector was turned off, and Ophelia was left alone in the room again.

"Wadim...Master Kirshtalia Wadim..."

She sighed softly, her heart was extremely complicated.

"Saron..."

Unconsciously, he called out another person's name, and his mood suddenly became more complicated.

"What am I thinking! I am still loyal to Lord Kirshtalia, and Saron is just an enemy that must be defeated..."

At the same time, two figures, one big and one small, appeared at the gate of Ice and Snow City.

Scarti and Ilya rushed back, seeing that their two hands that were still holding each other did not let go along the way.

Before stepping into the gate of the castle, Illya turned her head and said to Skadi:

"Stepmother, you have a rival in love! I heard someone calling stepfather's name in the castle."

It seems that the habit of monitoring is really inherited.

"Ophelia?"

Skadi gently asked a name, and immediately shook her head slightly, her expression full of arrogance and disdain.

Even without the meeting with Saron just now, she can say with certainty that in Saron's eyes, Ophelia is not even a 'woman'.

Saron looked at Ophelia with the same gaze as the queen, looking at a younger generation worthy of love.

"So her name is Ophelia... But there is another person~ It's that vixen, Saron seems to say what is her name? Gaoyan Cardia? What a strange name..."

"O Koyanskaya...well, if it's true, then I will bless her."

Until now, Skadi still regards Goyanskaya as a warm-hearted good sister.

"Well, what happened to your lord is really strange, I don't care~ I'll go find her first!"

"Well, let's go."

Scarti let go of Illya's hand, watching her bouncing away with kind eyes.

Ilya ran all the way to the upper floor of the castle, came to the most luxurious guest room except Skadi's living room, stood at the door and listened to the movement inside, and then knocked on the door.

"Who is it~?"

Hearing this whiny voice, Ilya immediately frowned, she still didn't like this vixen.

"Saron said let me come to you."

"..."

The people in the house fell silent.

"Then I'm in."

Pushing open the door, Illya saw a vixen trying to open the window to escape by the window of the house.

Secretary Fox quickly turned around, pretending to be very hot, fanning the wind on his neck with his hands.

"Ah~ I feel a little stuffy in the room, so I want to ventilate."

Now she was so nervous that she was afraid that the well-behaved little goddess in front of her mouth would be the death announcement from Saron.

"Well, I think it's okay."

Ilya curled her lips, unwilling to chat with the secretary fox, and immediately expressed her intentions.

"Saron said, you can take me to the Atlantic Lost Belt, so I'm here to trouble you~"

"Uh, uh?"

Secretary Hu froze in place, rolled his eyes and thought for a while, and then remembered that Salong had said that he needed her help.

It turned out that he was going to take this little girl to the Atlantic Mystery Belt... The worries in Secretary Fox's heart were relieved.

"Are you ready for the travel expenses?"

She smiled and showed the face of a profiteer.

"Is there still a charge? But I have no money..."

Ilya reached into the side of her clothes with both hands, and found two pockets that were cleaner than the floor of the Ice and Snow City.

"It doesn't have to be money~ Any valuable and valuable things can be used to pay~"

Secretary Fox narrowed her eyes, wondering how much oil and water could be scraped from Ilya's body, but Ilya's next sentence made her give up the idea of ​​charging.

"But Saron clearly said that it is enough to report his name..."

The little girl pursed her lips in dissatisfaction, and the warning of "life is in danger" frantically sounded in Secretary Fox's heart.

This brat will definitely complain to Saron!

If Saron found out, he would definitely be stabbed to death!

"Oh heh heh~ I'm joking~"

Secretary Fox hid the guilt that was floating on the surface, forced a generous smile, and said insincerely.

"Saron has already paid the fee in advance, don't worry, just follow me when the time comes."

"Saron has already paid..."

Illya tilted her head and repeated, seeming a little skeptical.

"Well, I paid."

Secretary Fox nodded and said he was sure. Although he was a little distressed that he could not receive the travel expenses, it was not a loss to let Ilya, who is a compound god, remember Saron's favor.

Unknowingly, she had placed herself by Saron's side, a little like a housekeeper.

"Okay, I see, when shall we go?"

Illya nodded and asked, her hurried voice seemed a little impatient.

"Well, are you in a hurry to go to the Atlantic Belt to do something? It's about to become a mess..."

When Secretary Fox was looking for Saron on the outskirts of the Atlantic Lost Belt, he often found followers of pan-human history gathering together. Judging by the scale, a massive war would soon start.

Although she likes to bully humans, she opposes the abuse of force, so she has no interest in war, and wants to stay in Northern Europe to see what Saron is going to do.

But Elijah obviously didn't think so.

"Ah, is it about to start a war? Then Shirou will also participate in the battle. Should I help Shirou or stop Shirou..."

Frowning in confusion, Ilya couldn't think of an answer no matter how hard she thought, recalling Saron's encouragement to her, she decided to check the situation first.

"I want to go there as soon as possible, can you help me? Sister Gao Yangkadia~~"

Ilya deliberately acted cute, but she called her name wrong.

"Koyanskaya, don't call me wrong again."

Secretary Fox bent down and put a ferocious smile in front of Ilya. Seeing Ilya nodded quickly, she straightened up in satisfaction and put a hand on Ilya's shoulder.

"Miss, please sit still~ NFF flight is now officially taking off~"

The dim light flickered, and Secretary Fox took Illya to the Atlantic Lost Belt.

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The starry night sky was gradually stained with a milky white color. On the third morning in the Nordic Lost Belt, Saron walked out of the wooden house, turned his head to look east, and saw the real morning sun rising from the east.

The night passed extremely peacefully, with only two system prompts that popped up successively telling Saron that Illya had successfully arrived in the Atlantic Lost Belt.

"Illya Favorability +5"

"Mission: Illya's request, mission completed"

"Reward: Free attribute points*5, Illya favorability +10"

But Secretary Fox did not come back to "receive the reward" after finishing his work, which made Saron a little curious.

Maybe it's delayed because of something...

Sitting on the steps in front of the wooden house, Saron curled his lips, feeling a little pity, but the night suitable for "rewarding" Secretary Fox has passed, so there is no need to care about it.

Bathing in the morning sun, breathing the slightly cold air in the ice and snow, emptying your mind, enjoying the last quiet time in Northern Europe, and waiting patiently for the passage of time.

That's what Saron was going to do, and he was doing it.

but--

Accompanied by the ferocious murderous intent, a violent and undisguised strange magical reaction quickly approached Saron from the direction of Ice and Snow City, destroying his good mood completely.

"Who, it's not easy to stop in the early morning..."

Saron frowned and sighed speechlessly.

It was only the last day before the "battery" was fully charged. According to his observations just now, even in the evening, at the current speed of converting the magic power of the sun imprint, the magic power needed for Tiamat's arrival could be satisfied in the afternoon.

All the conditions are in place, and it only takes a little time for Tiamat to see the light of day and return to the real world.

The return of Tiamat is what Saron is looking forward to and attaching the most importance to, and it is the only way to repay her pure love.

Even if it was just a cheap mother picked up from the Persian Gulf, it was a great mother who gave in to Saron's wishes and gave everything again.

Therefore, after falling into the imaginary space from the underworld of Uruk, Saron has always put this matter first in his heart, and everything he does is to complete the "return" of Tiamat in a proper way.

From the morning, Saron was like a person holding tens of millions of lottery tickets, sitting in a taxi to the lottery prize redemption center, full of eagerness and anticipation.

But the strange servants who are attacking seem to have encountered a scratch accident on the way to redeem the prize, which does not affect the result, but it is extremely annoying.

So, Saron took out "Blessing", held the hilt of the sword with both hands, stepped back with his right foot and dragged the big sword behind him, and swung it out in a circle the moment the attacker arrived in front of him.

Except that he didn't add magic power to the "favor", this was a blow he poured all his strength into. An ordinary follower who received such a head-on blow would surely die.

but--

Hearing the sound of "dang", the attacker put the spear in his hand in front of his body, blocking the "favor" and defending against the blow.

Although it was taken away by the strength of the sword body, it was unscathed.

"interesting..."

Saron squinted his eyes and stared at the black-skinned and white-armored gun-wielding servant who had attacked again. After recognizing the identity of the other party, the corners of both sides of his mouth raised, and he pulled out a slightly ferocious smile.