The Endless Shuttle

If it wasn't for the scum of Godou that didn't have the mentality of being a king in the early stage, or the forgiving Salvatore would probably be able to kill her with a single sword.

"It's okay, let her come now." Rope said.

"Just let her look at this divine tool, instead of calling the **** of disobedience, shouldn't this be a violation of the conditions I responded to before?"

The maiden was summoned to summon the **** of incompliance, but she borrowed her ability, Saya Gongxin, yet she didn't have the guts to refuse.

If you know that the person the Marquis is looking for is Yuri Wanritani, it is estimated that Japan can scare you?

"of course not."

Saye Gongxin replied respectfully, and then gently placed the goat horns on the table.

"I'll send someone to Qingye Terrace and invite Miss Wan Ligu to come over and wait for His Royal Highness Luo Pei's dispatch."

"Um."

Luo Pei nodded and promised, but she couldn't help but smile when she saw the short-haired maiden who couldn't wait to leave but didn't dare to leave.

"Am I that scary? I didn't say it, people I know call me approachable."

"No, no, no!"

Saye Gongxin waved her hand quickly, and then explained.

"I just want to hurry up to complete the task that the king gave, it's a little urgent."

"Since you are here, don't rush away." Rope said.

"You just said that your ability is "testing", didn't you? "

"Yes."

"Then help me check my fortune... although I don't believe it."

As Luo Pei said, he stretched out his hand, just like Tianchao showed his palms to the roadside master.

But Shaye Gongxin doesn't understand this.

Seeing Luo Pei's outstretched palm, he really didn't accept it, and he didn't accept it. He cringed and stretched out two small jade white hands to hold Luo Pei's hand.

"...And then, Wang?"

"Huh?" Luo Pei was taken aback. "Aren't you from the test? Hurry up and take a look at your palmistry and give me a test. I want to know if it's right or wrong."

"But I don't know how to read palmistry." Saye Gongxin wanted to cry without tears.

In fact, the Miko’s luck is usually estimated based on some instruments, such as drawing lots, or the esoteric things like the ripples of clear water. Saye Gongxin’s ability only strengthens this effect, but it does not reach the rumored "meeting and knowing it." The extent of "a lifetime".

That is no longer acceptable to humans.

"So you are a money scammer." Rope said contemptuously.

"...Whatever you say."

With her shoulders collapsed, Saye Gongxin sighed helplessly and let go of Luo Pei's hand.

"I'll take care of your order, and please take a good rest here. There is a hot spring at the back of the hotel. I want to come to ease your fatigue during the journey. Goodbye..."

"Oh, go ahead."

Watching the maiden with short hair leave his room, Rope picked up a book he carried with him again and watched it slowly.

While watching, Rope muttered.

"I don't even know how to read palmistry, and I say that I am a witch, the threshold is too low..."

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...

At the same time, the Italian king of swords, Salvatore, was wandering aimlessly in the streets of Tokyo.

The bustling downtown, the crowds coming and going, or the novel shops couldn't attract the attention of the king. He put all his energy behind him.

——Following his own Italian magician.

He was thinking how to get rid of those mortal followers.

"Wait for any news, you can find the old man with your fighting instinct..."

Salvatore was a little dissatisfied with Rope's arrangement.

In his eyes, only fighting can make his blood boil, so he doesn't care about any mortal forces and organizations, so he doesn't understand Rope's thoughts.

At a dark corner, the Sword King glanced cautiously behind him, and found that he was in the blind corner of the opponent's vision and immediately strayed under his feet.

He is proficient in swordsmanship, and he hasn't slowed down the study of pace.

Among ordinary people, even the knights of the fighting faction, few can keep up with the agile pace of the Sword King.

Sure enough, after the two Italian magicians walked out of the blind spot of vision, they realized that they had lost Salvatore.

"Fuck..."

One of the long-haired magicians was dumbfounded.

The new king's order is optimistic about Salvatore, not letting him mess around, it is impossible to explain why the Sword King ran away.

"What to do?" He looked at the friend next to him helplessly. "Want to try to keep up?"

"nonsense!"

Another magician stared at him fiercely.

"If nothing happens, it's okay. If something happens, the two of us have to go into the sea to feed the fish. Do you really think His Royal Highness Luope is a good man?"

"That's it..." The long-haired magician gave a wry smile. "I had an unknown hunch when I received this task. As expected...Can we catch up with Secretary Salvatore?"

"Otherwise, wait for death here?"

"Ugh……"

There was no way, the two Italian magicians could only chase the past based on their feelings-they didn't know whether they were following in the right direction.

Today is also a sunny day.

(Ps: Junyang is so deserted, come in and play, come and be happy.)