The Endless Shuttle

Soon, the black prince's meal was served.

Yellow-golden rice grains, eggs, and some minced meat. A decent fried rice.

Alek picked up the spoon, took a bite, and murmured, frowning after a moment.

"Not authentic..."

I don't know if he can't stand the poison of dark British cuisine. He himself is a master of Chinese cuisine, and he can tell the taste of fried rice.

This meal is basically no different from a roadside meal.

"Hey."

He raised his head and looked at the waitress who was cleaning the table.

"Yes?" The girl turned her head unclearly.

"If you want to pretend, use more snacks. If you can't cook well, how can you hide it from others."

After Alek finished saying this, the noisy voice in the store stopped for a while.

The Black Prince himself didn't care, adhering to the concept of not wasting, he ate the fried rice.

After eating, he wiped his mouth, dropped a fifty pound sterling on the table, and turned around to leave.

"Please stay."

Alek turned his head, and a black-haired boy appeared in the center somehow, saluting him respectfully.

Lu Yinghua, the eldest of the Lu Family in Hong Kong.

"My teacher wants to make an appointment with you, and I also ask Master Alek to take time out."

With the lesson Luo Pei gave him last time, Master Lu's etiquette to the godslayer became more adequate.

"...You can find me fortunately."

Alek said flatly: "After separating from his subordinates, I didn't do anything conspicuous, or I was caught by you. Is the intelligence work of the king of the deep sea done so well?"

"I don't know this."

Lu Yinghua shook his head.

"The teacher is the leader of the Five Prison Sacred Sects. Her old man only asked you to tell her, but she didn't tell you anything else."

Campione in China? Alek gave a brief expression of confusion.

There shouldn't be any intersection between yourself and that woman, why would she want to see me? No, after all, the appearance of the Chinese godslayers in Japan is already very problematic. This is the territory of that guy...

"Where?"

"It's in the mountains next to you," Lu Yinghua said.

It's not very far, let's take a look...

Alek still has confidence in his own strength.

There was a conflict, and he could get out. Except for himself, he hadn't heard of other godslayers having superb powers.

In this way, the decision was made, and Alek nodded and said.

"Lead the way."

——

Nearly two kilometers from the restaurant where Alek was staying, Rope was sitting on the edge of a 20-story building watching a play.

The guardrail was violently removed by him a long time ago.

Although the Black Prince was handed over to Luo Hao to deal with, he came to Osaka with the idea of ​​"not afraid of ten thousand, just in case".

"It's strange... Luo Hao actually listened to me..."

With excellent eyesight, watching Alek and Lu Yinghua walk towards the mountains, Rope's mouth raised a smile.

Before he came to Osaka, he told the beauty not to cause too much trouble. After all, Japan is now his territory, and it is not wrong to be more or less scrupulous.

But even so, Rope himself didn't have much hope for the self-respecting character of the leader, so he just said casually. Would be better, he wouldn't care if the battle affected thousands of people if he didn't listen.

This result undoubtedly tells Rope that he has a lot of weight in the heart of the leader.

Friends... It seems there is a door.

Thinking about this, Rope opened the cheap soda that he had conveniently brought next to him, took a sip, and said without looking back.

"Since you are here, come and sit down. It's hard to see what you hide."

"Whee."

The girl's laughter sounded from the dark.

Luo Pei swept to the back, a white girl with long blond hair and a foreign dress was standing less than five meters away from him. Her body was full of Athena, but with a completely different scent of Mother Goddess.

The girl lifted the skirt and performed a perfect lady etiquette.

"Gnivia has seen Lord Rope."

"Forget the time, you should come to Japan too. Even Alek ran in quietly. It makes no sense that you can still calm down."

Rope took another sip of soda and said.

"But, knowing that my goal is you, dare to come to see me? Is the inconsistent steel by your side giving you the confidence to do this?"

In the shadow of the girl, where is the faint mist floating. If Rope is right, the steel guardian of the **** ancestor is looking at him eagerly to prevent any accidents to Gnivia.

"Then there." Gnivia smiled sweetly.

"Your curse power is like the sun. Just being close to Gnivia has a burning sensation. How can you rely on this insignificant power in your eyes to arrogantly? Just want to come and see this world. It’s just the appearance of a tyrant."

She was certain that as long as Rope did not express his hostility to herself in the first place, then Gnivia's guess was correct.

This man is longing for the last king.

There was nothing else except this, she was at such a close distance, and if Rope really wanted the Holy Grail, Gnivia didn't believe that he would have no choice but to capture her.

The girl let go and secretly calmed the patron saint in her shadow.

The devil's breath has already made this militant steel ready to move.