The Endless Shuttle

"The native of Sardinia can be related to the Sassari Pillars, and only the Canaanite God King Mekar, and there is another troublesome guy. The time to deal with them has not yet arrived."

Welles Rana and Mekar must have a battle.

At that time, they both lose and lose. Rope only needs to wait quietly-he personally likes to reap the benefits of the fisherman.

In addition, Veleslana was broken up, and the wandering "White Horse" was stolen by Kusanagodō's "Prometheus Cheats".

In other words, as long as Luo Pei gets a magical tool, not only will there be an extra "sun fire" that can be used, but to a certain extent, the military **** will never be able to gather all the avatars, and his strength will be greatly damaged.

——"White Horse" is the strongest incarnation of Veleslana except for the "Warrior with a Golden Sword".

"...Yes."

Lu Kulazia bit her lip, gave another salute and retired.

Looking at her, Rope also knew that this witch would not just go home like this, she would definitely go to the place where the incident occurred to learn more about the situation, and eventually led her to squander her curse power in order to save her life on that battlefield and use magic beyond her own boundaries. It was empty and turned into a three-month useless person.

However, this has nothing to do with Rope.

I have already warned the other party, don't cherish that he is someone else's business, he is not interested in helping Lukulazi Adam to be a good person.

"Liliana, inform the magicians under her, be vigilant, and run away immediately if you meet the gods you can't obey, don't think about fighting... Also, in recent days, the attention of outsiders and Japanese people has to be strengthened. Don’t let me know immediately.”

"Yes!" Liliana said.

——Now, it is enough to wait quietly.

——

A few days later, Sardinia, Italy, a holiday destination floating on the Mediterranean Sea.

Surrounded by clear sea water on all sides, the surrounding natural environment is also very beautiful.

The biggest industry on the island is tourism, and when it comes to summer, there will be a flood of tourists with the purpose of vacationing in Europe. Especially the emerald-like coast in the northeast is famous as a resort for noble people.

With a dark green backpack on his back, Kusanagodou just stepped off the plane and stepped on the foreign land again.

But this time is different. Although under the name of tourism, Kusanagi Godō actually came to Italy to return the things of his grandfather's former friends. There is not much time for sightseeing.

——In other words, he hadn't planned to do that in the first place.

After all, language is a big problem.

"...Wander around this town today, and tomorrow, take the train to the town where Miss Lukulazia is."

Godou stepped forward and walked to the hotel reserved by his Japanese grandfather.

The three-story hotel is small but well-equipped, although it is not gorgeous enough, it is very tidy.

Sitting on the bed, Godou browsed the map and guidebook of Sardinia on the Internet, and made plans for the future.

The town where my grandfather's "friend" lives is in the center of the island. Stay here today and let your body tired from jet lag and flying have a good rest.

Godou decided in this way and looked out the window.

It is more than one o'clock in the afternoon. The Mediterranean sun is shining brightly, and the blue blue sky is cloudless. This kind of endless scenery is absolutely invisible in Japan.

Suddenly, Kusanagi Godou was attracted by an unusual person.

She is between forty and fifty years old, a female, obviously it’s a hot day, but the other person seems to be afraid of seeing the sun. She wraps herself up and down in the heat-absorbing black robe, letting him just watch, It all seemed to feel like I was going to faint from the heat.

——But this is not the point.

What disturbed Kusanagodou was that the woman also saw him standing by the window, and was staring at herself with a quiet and dead gaze.

After the line of sight crossed, he even developed a sense of fear that he was being stared at by carnivores.

...Hey, isn't it that?

Kusanagodō was in a cold sweat, thinking that he had learned on the Internet that Italy is a paradise for gangs, and some criminals specifically stared at tourists traveling.

First step on the target location, then carry out the kidnapping, after some torture and interrogation, and then demand a ransom from family members far away in other countries...

The more he thought about the possibility, the more likely Kusanaru Godou was about to close the window, but when he looked downstairs again, the woman in the black robe had disappeared and disappeared.

"Maybe it's just a misunderstanding... Maybe that aunt has never seen a foreigner, so she's very curious..."

Kusanagodō comforted himself, then closed the window and fell on the bed.

Thanks to this episode, he has no time to go out at all.

It was about half an hour. Just as he was about to take a nap to relieve his fatigue, there was a knock on the door of the hotel, and Kusanagi Godo's heart touched his throat.

It was a male voice.

Young, clear, and full of magnetism——

"Hello, is Mr. Kusanagudo here?"

Chapter 52 has not yet begun, it has ended

After Kusanagi Godo opened the door cautiously, he found that what was standing outside was not the gangster who he imagined wearing sunglasses or tattoos, but a boy about the same age as him.

"...Yes, yes, are you?"

I couldn't help but use honorifics, because the boy who appeared in front of Kusanagi Godo was too "dazzling".

The broken golden hair has no flaws, and the blue eyes are like lightning lurking, making people involuntarily want to indulge in, but because of the inexplicable majesty, they dare not be too presumptuous. The appearance and figure are even better, nothing to say. In contrast, Kusanagi Godo's male self-esteem has long been shattered into pieces.

——Perfect beautiful boy.

"When we first met, my name was Rope."

Using fluent Japanese, Rope smiled and stretched out his hand.

Being polite to the ignorant and weak is the point to maintain the demeanor of the strong, and the brainless threat is the strategy of the miscellaneous fish-this is also the knowledge that Acelia taught him.

"Oh oh!"

After shaking his hand in a daze, Kusanaru Godou remembered embarrassingly that he was still blocking the door.

He immediately stepped aside and made a gesture of asking.

"If you don't mind...please come in and talk."

"Well, that's fine."

Luo Pei nodded, naturally walked into Kusanagodou's room, found a chair and sat down.