The Endless Shuttle

"Luo Peiqing is not that kind of person!"

Thinking of the scene in the forest, Liliana retorted loudly.

But Erica's analysis is reasonable and well-founded. Even though Liliana said so, she couldn't help but agree with her in her heart.

"Why, why are you so proficient?"

Liliana couldn't help asking. "Could it be... Erica, you and Luo Peiqing, have...have done or done it?"

The girl's nature still asked her to ask this, and Liliana shrank herself like a hamster, not daring to look directly into Erica's eyes.

"Um...no." After thinking about it, Erica decided to tell the truth.

"Luo Peiqing seems to have her own plan. According to my judgment, it is estimated that I am worried that the time to get along is too short, and that I am afraid of power and have to compromise him. This is the situation."

"What about the facts?" Liliana asked.

"Good poultry chooses wood and rests."

Smiling confidently, Erica read an old Chinese saying—this is one of the knowledge she and Luo Pei learned.

"Women always marry, and when they meet the right one, they can't let it go. This is the rule of women. Luo Peiqing is unmatched in appearance, strength, or power. Moreover, he has no aristocracy. Except for a little problem, a perfect mate, if you don’t hold it tightly, you will regret it for life."

This is what Erica has judged on Rope for a long time.

Just as men will look at women for the first time, women will also score men during the time they get along.

Not surprisingly, in Erica's heart, Rope's score is ridiculously high.

"Mother fox..."

Liliana murmured dissatisfiedly.

She is not as complicated as Erica. After the experience of the **** of disobedience, Liliana finds that from time to time, the fantasy novel plots in her brain are created based on the template of Rope, even if it is slow, so It took a long time to realize what was going on.

At least... if Rope really wants to do something to himself... shouldn't it be annoying?

Liliana pressed her chest tightly and thought.

At this time, it is five hundred kilometers away from Sardinia.

Chapter 48: Reunion with Liliana

At the airport in Sardinia, Liliana finally arrived at the land where she would work in the future.

Behind her was Erica, and a group of members of the Red Bronze Black Cross and the Bronze Black Cross. Judging from their tall and straight figures and the brilliance of their eyes, they were all promising members of the younger generation. After receiving the king's order, the two associations unanimously sent the most elite group of people in the association to be sent by Rope.

"Miss, Master Lukulazia has brought a local magician from Sardinia to greet her." An elderly woman with a gentle face said in Liliana's ear.

"Is the highest witch of Sardinia?"

Looking in her direction, a beautiful woman in a light red open-chested dress was nodding to Liliana. She looks in her twenties at most, and her long flax hair is also very beautiful.

But Liliana was a witch herself, and she would not be deceived by this appearance.

...I guess he's over sixty years old. Liliana thought so.

Lu Kulazia followed several people of different shapes, male and female, but they were all silent, staring coldly at Erica and Liliana's group.

Regarding the invaders, they can come to meet Rope's power, not daring to offend the king, and want them to put on a good face... or don't embarrass them.

With a smile, Lukulazia came to Erica and Liliana's side, and shook hands with them respectively and said in a slightly lazy tone.

"Welcome to Sardinia, cute silver-haired kitten~"

"When we first met, this is Liliana Kranichal, and I would like to ask you for your advice in the future."

Liliana replied with a very formal courtesy to the laziness of Lu Kulazia.

"Where and where, it's rare to meet the compatriots of the'witch', I am also a little excited."

Lu Kulazia said casually, and then pointed to a dozen cars that had been prepared not far away.

"Hurry up and get in the car, the king is still waiting for your audience."

In this way, Erica and Liliana drove unimpeded all the way to Rope's villa in the vehicle prepared by Luculazia.

Except for Erica who indifferently admired the scenery along the road, the others were somewhat uneasy.

Although most of these people have met Salvatore Toni, the leader of Italy, after all, meeting the Demon King is not a blessing that everyone wants...or bad luck.

There is no one on the ground, and they have no idea what the eccentric demon kings will do. What's more, the king Rope, who is about to meet, defeated the "King of Swords" and was awarded privately by the Greenwich Council of the Sages. The powerful Campione with the title of "Terror of the Deep".

"What do you think the king is like?"

"Listen to Salvatore, he is a terrifying blond man."

"Huh? Is the face scary?"

"Probably so, after all, it was the Demon King who defeated Tony..."

Liliana sighed helplessly when she heard the whispers of her companion, not even in the mood to explain.

They are uneasy, why am I...

The vehicle drove quickly, and it took almost no time to reach Rope’s residence.

Under the shade of the emerald trees on both sides, the villa, which is getting closer and luxurious from the outside, is getting taller and deeper, like a man-eating monster buried in it, and some people have even started to swallow their saliva in fear.

"Okay, here we are."

Said the beautiful witch with flaxen hair.

"This is the palace of the king. If you meet the king, come to my residence to the west of the city to find me. Miss Erica Browntree will lead the way for you, and then I will arrange your residence."

Of course, Lukulaziat refers to the magicians and knights who followed. In her opinion, Liliana is basically sure to live here and serve.

After all, she is the girl named by the king...

"Won't Miss Lukulazia go in with us?" Liliana asked curiously.

"I haven't been summoned by the king, so I don't dare to bother privately."

While talking, Lukulazia got into the car again and waved at Erica and Liliana.

"Then, see you later."

The long car fleet drove off one by one, leaving behind the magicians with the bronze black cross and the bronze black cross.