Synopsis: Infinite Conquest

Seeing that this man was already full of fighting spirit, the sword witch couldn't help but pull out a weapon called the 'Improved Six-Type Demon Slayer Sword' from behind him.

On the sharp tip of the sword, there was an endless chill, and the bloody aura that had killed countless demons.

However, there was no trace of confidence in Jian Wu's eyes.

After all, the man in front of him is one of the best even in the 'ancient generation'. He who devoured two 'elders' just at the level of 'nobility' is definitely not the one who just left the 'House of Gods' The new Sword Sorceress can face it.

No, even the best swordsman, or even a team of swordsmen, is not a match for this man.

In the original book, Ji Hiiragi Yukina, who holds the 'Xuexia Wolf', can talk about killing the fourth real ancestor, Xiao Gucheng.

That's because Xiao Gucheng, as the Fourth Primogenitor, is not only not familiar with his own abilities at all, but also has no martial arts skills at all.

The man in front of him is different. Even if this man is facing an opponent who has overwhelming strength against him, he has the qualifications to fight.

But at this time, the gap between the sword witch and this 'duke' can be said to be extremely far-reaching.

Even, as long as Vattola is willing, he can finish the crushing battle while tasting the wine.

However, even if it is such a gap, the girl is not willing to give up her life and her mission like this.

"Nice fighting spirit, girl."

Vattola looked at the girl who was caressed by the moonlight as she entered the fighting stance from the shadows on the side.

He smacked his lips slightly as if he was tasting wine, and then the killing intent all over his body disappeared immediately.

"So, your name is Yubo, right?"

Vattola slightly bent her head, her golden blonde hair swaying gently with the oncoming sea breeze.

"Yuba Yuri, this is the name that Shidusawa-sensei gave me."

The girl spoke softly, with a trace of unwillingness in her eyes.

Maybe she thought she was close to death, after all, the man in front of her could take her life at any time.

"Is Yubo Weili? You actually used your name as a means of controlling you."

Vattola murmured softly, with a trace of disdain in his eyes.

In his eyes, the methods used by the Lion King agency to control these sword witches are nothing but evil ways.

If you can't offer 027's true loyalty, how can you be considered a qualified subordinate? Although such a bond seems extremely strong, it is often broken due to a bigger bond.

At least the vampires who have lived long enough have long stopped using such methods.

Of course, it can't be ruled out that the guys from the Lion King agency are really so stupid and paid for these cheap 'consumables'.

"What are you talking about?"

Although Yuba Viri clearly heard Valtola's words, he didn't understand what he meant.

However, Vattola didn't bother to answer, this extremely handsome man waved his hand casually, and then picked up the gem-like wine again.

"You can step back, Sword Witch, this time I will forgive your sins."

He said softly, then drank the wine in the glass in one gulp, and then slowly tasted the mellow taste.

However, the girl did not leave, just put away the long sword in her hand.

"Why, don't you want to leave? It's a pity that I'm not interested in women."

Vattola looked at the girl with a hint of playfulness in her eyes.

But after all, if he decides to let her go, he won't make another move

This is his dignity

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Chapter [-] Yubo Weili (for a reward!)

There was a trace of fear in the girl's eyes, and her weak body was shaking.

Not because of the gentle sea breeze, but because of the coercion of the man in front of him.

"Then why don't you just leave, girl?"

There was a trace of dissatisfaction on Vattola's incomparably beautiful face, and then she leaned lazily on the luxurious big bed behind her.

There was a hint of danger in his eyes, and if the girl's answer did not satisfy him, he would let the girl know what it meant to give up his forgiveness.

"Why do you want to let me go?"

There was a hint of disbelief in the girl's tone, as if she had just recalled what Vatora said.

However, the man in front of him seemed to regard this girl's beauty as nothing, and laughed disdainfully.

"Although your fighting spirit is quite good, but a mere swordsman is not qualified to let me take action!"

He poured himself a glass of red wine and slowly shook the wine in the glass.

Then, Vattola watched the mellow scent of the scarlet and viscous wine flowing slowly in the air.

Then, he looked at the girl who was still standing beside him.

"Tomorrow, the ship will welcome the man, and I don't want this ship to be stained with blood now."