Watching the three people whispering, Paul, who successfully threw the pot to the bronze and black cross, breathed a sigh of relief and leaned back on the chair to relax.

Just then, the door of the conference room was violently pushed open.

The eyes of Paul and the remaining three commanders were forcibly gathered, staring at the rude approaching person in front of them.

Surprisingly, it was a fairly familiar face.

"It's strange, Andre, what are you doing here?" Paul asked suspiciously.

As an old friend of the King of Swords Salvatore Tony, and also his trusted great knight, Andre Rivera, who has the alias of "Deacon of the King", basically will not leave Tony for half a step. Yes - in order to keep a close eye on him so that he doesn't get into big trouble.

"Stop talking, give me the current location of the new king."

As if he had just crawled out of the soil, Andre was covered in dust, and the pulsating blue veins on his forehead indicated his anger.

"That bastard Tony knocked me out, buried me in the ground, went to find a new king, and said why I want to compete with him!"

"Uh……"

Paul sincerely observed a second of silence for the old man before realizing the seriousness of the matter.

"You said Salvatore went to King Rope!?"

"Yeah, yes." Andre said, brushing the dust from his hair. "I have to stop that bastard Tony before the two of them meet, or I'll see."

Have you opened your mouth?

Paul gave a dissatisfied look at the leader of Lily City, who also seemed to realize his poisonous milk and lowered his head in shame.

After seeing each other, Paul could only spread his hands and said to Andre.

"Unfortunately, I don't know the whereabouts of the new king. They asked me about it just now."

"This is really..."

I don't know how to describe it, the four people present all sighed in unison.

A new storm has arisen—

ps: I'm sick in three shifts... I'm dying...

Chapter Thirty-Nine Leisurely Moments

After India defeated Bishma, the disobedient god, Rope and Erika traveled to several countries to find the whereabouts of the disobedient god.

But unfortunately, the god is not Chinese cabbage, you can find it if you look for it. The last time I was in India was considered a fluke.

Anyway, in the past month, Rope has never encountered any clues related to the gods.

"This kind of weather is really annoying..."

On the beach, lying on top of the constantly beating waves, Ropey involuntarily absorbed the essence of the Mediterranean while staring at the hot sun in the sky in a daze.

- This is Cagliari, the capital of Sardinia, Italy.

Rope, who made a big circle and found nothing, finally gave up the idea of ​​killing gods temporarily, and settled here with Erica, making plans for the arrival of the two gods in the future.

After a rare leisure time, coupled with beauties waiting on the side, as well as luxurious accommodation and food, Luo Pei finally lived a life of fine clothes and jade food.

Just when he recalled Kusitian and sighed how good money is, Erica had already brought an iced drink from the beach.

By the way, after being protected by Rope, Erica already has the ability to walk on water.

"Wang, do you want a glass of red wine?"

Erica in a white bikini crouched down beside Rope and handed over the metal plate with two glasses of iced red wine in her hand.

"This is a fine product that Miss Zola paid tribute to you. If you don't taste it, it will be a big loss."

"Witch of Sardinia..."

Rope remembered the mature royal sister who was hot but her age was obsessed - Luculazia Zola.

She is the origin of the story of "Godslayer". If Godou's grandfather hadn't taken the secret book of Prometheus from her, Kusanagi Godou wouldn't know where he was crawling.

I grabbed the glass and drank it all in one gulp. Except the taste was a little regrettable, the cold feeling was not bad.

"Hmm... I've never been very good at drinking since before." Thinking of something, Rope jokingly looked at Erica, who was consuming the red wine.

"Miss Browntree, if I remember correctly, you should still be underage."

Erica was sixteen years old at the beginning of the plot, and if you push it forward a year, she is a [-]-year-old loli.

I really can't see it at all... Rope glanced at Erica's figure without leaving a trace, and expressed her admiration for her development.

"What... hiccup... it's related~"

The blond girl burped cutely, and threw herself on Rope, splashing a series of water splashes.

"Hey, don't press me."

"Hey hey~"

Pushing Erica away, Rope put her on the sea smoothly, and used her power to temporarily stop the nearby waves, so that the lady knight could sleep peacefully.

"Don't drink a cup...and try to get red wine."

The calming of the waves also took away the constant noise here, and the beach was also wrapped up by Erica, and there were not many tourists. In this quiet environment, Rope could only wrap his hands on his knees, in a daze. Looking at the sea level, I didn't know what to do for a while.

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