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The power of the stars dissipated, the Star Observation Hall floated into the distance, and several airships tried their best to stay away.

It’s as if no one has been here before.

Chapter 166 Secretary's epitaph: "The witch is solely responsible"

Roland killed the mechanic's son, and he wanted revenge, which is reasonable.

Since it is a personal grudge, it is reasonable for other sixth-order peak powerhouses to watch the show.

The mechanic threatened the existence of Yanis, and Yanis signed a contract with Miss Witch. The attack of the Killing Star was regarded as an attack on Miss Witch, and her action was very reasonable.

Secretary Shu did not directly cause harm to the witch and Yanis, so it stands to reason that the witch should not take action against her.

This is clearly against the rules set by the gods.

Is this reasonable?unreasonable.

But she is a witch.

Who has ever heard that witches have to abide by the rules set by the gods?

She is a witch from the abyss, and it is her duty to trample on the rules of the gods.

The mechanic's death was not unjust, but it was a bit of a shame that the secretary was buried with him.

She could confidently write the words "The witch is solely responsible" on her epitaph.

The witch was fully responsible, but it was the secretary who died.

The difference in strength between a demigod and a sixth-level peak person is already huge. Miss Witch's strength is also top-notch among demigods. It is easy and simple to take care of the mechanic and secretary.

Half of the demigod's foot has stepped into the divine realm.

The sixth level peak is just the peak of ordinary martial arts, and they are still mortals.

The appearance of the witch reminded Roland.

No matter how much worldly power he holds, he is still a joke in front of the witch lady with her dazzling golden hair.

Ordinary people are just ants in front of divine power.

Roland is a weaker ant, while the mechanic and secretary are stronger ants. There is no essential difference.

The battle ended quickly. The witch appeared like lightning, stunning everyone, and then disappeared into the endless void before more people noticed her, as if she had never been here before.

But everyone who witnessed this scene could not forget her heroic appearance.

Before leaving, she looked back at the sky and gazed at the high sanctuary, where there were two divine temples and the statue of the goddess that had stood for hundreds of millions of years. It was once her home.

once.

The onlookers dispersed one after another. Yanis, who was covered in blood, and Roland, who was exhausted, looked at each other, feeling grateful to have survived the disaster.

Due to contract restrictions, Yanis could not tell Roland the true identity of Miss Witch, and she did not know that Roland had already known who the Witch was through the achievements rewarded by the system.

The first-generation saint of the Holy Palace of Light, a super genius who entered the sixth level at the age of 16, unexpectedly died at the age of 19. The Holy Palace kept her death secret and named her a saint, but only the person involved knew the twists and turns. .

Roland had a vague feeling that Anishia didn't have the slightest fondness for the divine court.

As long as she still has a little obsession with light in her heart, she will not have any faith left and directly turn to the abyss.

Although curious, Roland would not delve into the issue.

Even if it's a witch from the abyss, as long as she's on your side, that's great.

Even if an angel from the God Realm comes to attack you, that would be bad.

Roland's thoughts are so practical.

The mechanic and secretary died suddenly on the spot, and their equipment exploded all over the floor.

The witch doesn't like these hot chicks, but Roland can use them.

With a smile on his face, he began to touch the corpse happily.

Besides magic equipment, what interested him most were books.

Both of them were book lovers, and kept their most precious books in their private spaces.

The human death space was shattered, and books exploded all over the floor, tens of thousands of them.

Fortunately, Roland is a magician and is proficient in the art of space, so even though there are many books, he can still fit them in.

After cleaning up the things, Roland looked at the two corpses lying on the ground, feeling a little confused.

The corpses of strong men are also rare magic materials, but goblins are a member of the human race after all, and are their cousins. It is somewhat outrageous to directly use their corpses as experimental materials.

There are airships and floating cities watching the show in the sky, so Roland shouldn't go too far.

He summoned an ice coffin to seal the two corpses, planning to let the goblins take them away in the future.

It is impossible to collect corpses for free, the goblins must pay a sufficient price.

After last night's battle, Roland had a new understanding of extraordinary power, and he also looked down upon mortal power.

Even if you have thousands of miles of mountains and rivers, you can't resist the murderous intention of the witch.

He also had a better understanding of the Oro Kingdom's unwillingness to proclaim himself emperor.

Although he is bearish, he will never stop conquering, and even plans to continue to expand the territory of the empire.

Since a strong man doesn't care about worldly power, no one will care if he takes more.

It's not that he has a strong desire for power, but that he has achieved success through conquest.

Regardless of foreigners, there is no need for humans to retain so many scattered empires and kingdoms.

Holy Essen Empire?

This country has been full of blood, betrayal and fraud since the day it was founded, and has nothing to do with sanctity; the elector system has made the so-called empire loosely resemble a federation; as for the country's name, Essen is even more rigid.

They are neither the traditional territory of the ancient Essen Empire nor the descendants of the ancient Essen royal family. The level of orthodoxy in Essen is not even as good as Minghausen, which once served as the capital of the Essen Empire.

An idea flashed through Roland's mind. Even the Holy Essen Empire could take advantage of Essen's name. Could he do the same?

The Holy Essen Empire and the Risenburg Empire sat idly by during the goblin invasion, but were quite active in grabbing the credit afterwards. With such insects, how could the human race rise?

Putting away his distracting thoughts, Roland took the loot and returned to the military camp with Yanis.

As soon as they approached the military camp, they saw several nobles who had taken refuge in the Lisenberg Empire standing outside the camp gate, waiting respectfully.

"Why are you guys staying up so late at night and gathering at the gate of the camp?"

Roland asked with a smile.

He knew that these people were frightened by the noise of the battle on the mountain top, so they ran out to wait for him.

He teased half-jokingly.

He has always understood the integrity of these nobles.

Although they adapt to the changing circumstances, the rules of the game in Tiamat's world are generally the same, and the nobles have long summed up a way to survive.

Roland understood them completely.

The nobles are willing to follow him, what is their purpose?I don’t want to continue playing music and dancing.If you can't continue to enjoy it, wouldn't it be in vain?

He never wanted to change this rotten world.

Annihilation comes and everyone must die.Let’s wait and see what ideals and beliefs we have until we live in the new era.

Just when Roland was about to invite everyone in, Earl Luton put his right hand on his chest and faced Roland in the most standard kneeling motion, with a pious expression.

"The Kingdom of Lower Sarsen is located at the junction of our people and the goblins. Only the truly strong can protect the people of Sarsen!"

"The traitor Geralt is not qualified to be the king of Sarsen. Only you are qualified to protect the people of Sarsen. Please do not refuse this glorious mission!"

Roland: "..."

He did think about the image of wearing a yellow robe, but he didn't expect this guy to be so direct.

He coughed lightly and responded pleasantly: "Earl of Luton, maybe you are right, but you are the earl of the Lisenberg Empire, and I am the viscount of the Lisenberg Empire. We don't understand Sarsen, so we shouldn't be arrogant. Draw conclusions.”

"Lord Roland, do you mean that the Lower Sarsen people should decide their own fate?"

Earl Luton's eyes lit up.

He whistled, and dozens more nobles came out from the shadow of the camp gate.

"Lord Roland, if you are only a viscount of the Lisenberg Empire, you cannot enter the military camp."

The nobles said in unison.

Roland felt in his heart that it would be a pity for these guys not to go to Hollywood.

If someone who didn't know what was going on saw it, they would think that these loyal ministers and good generals were protecting the interests of the royal family. In fact, their subtext was very clear.

You must wear this crown today, whether you wear it or not.

Just as Roland was thinking about how to respond, three dukes walked out of the crowd.

One of them is holding a scepter in both hands, another is holding a crown in both hands, and another is holding a red cloak. The attitude is self-evident.

Looking at the fiery gazes of these people, Roland knew that they were willing to defect to Roland, but they must have a status.

The dignified Duke cannot go and seek refuge with the little Viscount.

As for Roland's other identity, it cannot be mentioned here.

King Luojia is the title of the elves.

The human nobles went to be loyal to the king of the elves. Isn't this a complete act of adultery?

Everyone is gathered here to punish Geralt, the last person who raped someone. How can we do something new?

The atmosphere was so high that Roland knew that he couldn't refuse, and he couldn't refuse, otherwise he would chill everyone's hearts.

He held his head high and said modestly: "Everyone, I am just a little viscount. Is it a bit too hasty to become a king?"

"Your Majesty, you don't have to be in a hurry, but the people of Sarsen are!"

Seeing that Roland did not refuse on the spot, the three Dukes already knew what he was thinking, and quickly came up with reasons why Roland could not refuse, so that Roland could not give in.

Although they are all decadent nobles, nobles are all face-saving. Of course, they will not say that they want to hug Roland's thigh, but they are doing it in the name of the people.

Since Roland is a hero of the human race, it is natural and reasonable for him to wear the crown in order to protect his fellow humans.

Just when Roland was thinking about whether to give in a few more words, the three Dukes winked to the back, and the actors appeared on stage.

Hundreds of Hamburg citizens and surrounding villagers poured out of the darkness, shouting and kneeling on the ground.

Roland was stunned.

Is this farmer from Old Oak Village really not a soldier of a certain noble?

Judging from his thick country accent, he probably really came from Old Oak before joining the army.

Although it was an act, the impromptu formation created by the three Dukes and the Earl of Luton was quite impressive. There was even a young nobleman holding a magic crystal ball to record this precious historical scene.

The atmosphere was so heightened that any further refusal would be a loss of face for everyone, so Roland had no choice but to nod reluctantly.

"Everyone, the Upper and Lower Sarsen Kingdoms do need the protection of strong men. Since everyone trusts me..."

Roland paused briefly and pressed down all the modest words he had prepared.

Everyone is so well prepared, not just for listening to his modest nonsense.

What they need is a truly strong man.

He will never back down when faced with an army of millions of goblins, he will take the initiative to fight against the peak of the sixth level, and he will take the initiative to face the strong men who support him and take it calmly.

Looking at the shining golden crown, Roland's breathing was a little heavy.

"Since everyone trusts me, I am willing to take on this important responsibility."

"In the name of Roland Gracia, from now on I will succeed you as King of Lower Sarsen!"

Chapter 167 Rewards for the Shameless

Roland's statement made all the nobles breathe a sigh of relief.

Bet won.

According to the report in Tiamat Weekly, Roland is simply a saint who regards fame and wealth as dirt and is dedicated to fighting for his ethnic group.