Her pretty little face was almost twisted.
Doesn't this guy have any feelings at all?
If the prophecy is indeed about me, then I am his...
Her cheeks felt incredibly hot for a moment, and then her expression gradually became crazy.
What on earth happened to cause such a thing to happen? !
Ahhhh! !
For a moment, Alicia felt like she was a palu.
He regained some sanity by eating, and then was pushed in front of a mine that was nearly dozens of meters long and asked to drill through it.
"Today, our theme is to do a good job."
At the moment when Alicia's brain was overloaded, the man put his hand on her shoulder with a firm look in his eyes.
"After you finish this job, I'll buy you two ounces of sweet potato cake."
Alicia: "..."
This guy really just goes with the flow.
It seemed as if my presence had no effect on his normal activities at all.
However, this may be the right attitude.
I am too worried about gains and losses.
I don't know if it's an illusion...
Ever since leaving the paradise of the past, I have developed many minor ailments.
But as time went on, it became more and more deadly.
I feel helpless because of the pursuit of girls, powerless because of the sadness of friends, and now, I am even worried about gains and losses because of the unfounded prophecy...
Things that were easily solved in the past now seem so difficult.
I seem to be getting weaker and weaker.
It seems...
Becoming more and more like a person.
These words suddenly popped up in her mind.
Then, he shook his head vigorously.
bah bah bah.
I was a human being from the beginning!!
Seeing this, the man grabbed her hand and stuffed a small thing that looked like a card or a mini painting into her hand.
Alicia habitually channeled her spirit into it, and then fell silent.
——The space in the scroll is large enough to fit a team of steam knights, or even a regiment of steam knights.
"Let's get started. If your pockets are full, ask me for some. I have spare pockets."
The dragon, no, the black goat said so, and then rushed into the palace first.
To fill up a container like this...and prepare a spare container?
Are they planning to take away all the floor tiles and wall coverings of the palace?
Alicia's eyelids twitched slightly.
She wanted to say something but stopped herself, but the man spoke in a bewitching tone as if he had anticipated something.
"It's 70%."
The man burst out a proportion.
Alicia: “Ah?”
"Fifty-fifty."
Seeing this, the man raised the ratio again.
"Even if you say so, I will—"
"Do you really have enough money to cover your expenses in Londinium?"
The man interrupted Alicia's speech.
Alicia was silent for a moment.
She personally, of course, is not short of money.
after all--
If she is fed by an older lady who is on good terms with her for a day, she can live for several months.
What's more, she is not an unemployed person, she has assets.
But if we talk about more expenses...
She pursed her lips.
Charity is a complete bottomless pit.
Totally insufficient.
"Why don't you use some ill-gotten gains to help your wallet?"
Russell threw another Xigua brand container prop over, and Alicia caught it in a hurry.
"Zero-dollar shopping is indeed bad, it's terrible, but the palace was built by the royal family for generations."
The man shrugged and said.
"The black eats the black."
"We are all crows and black pigs. It is a bit unromantic to talk about the rules of white pigeons under these conditions."
This time, Alicia did not hesitate and grabbed the storage container. After doing this, she looked at Russell again.
"You seem to have scolded yourself as well."
"It's better to exclude yourself when scolding and despising others."
She complained, then whispered a reminder.
This guy Russell was also an emperor, and the emperor of Dayan, the first of the three Terra empires.
"Why don't you take back what you said and say it again?"
In this regard.
The man looked calm.
"It's okay. It's popular for the emperor to lead the rebellion now."
"I'll take you to the Imperial Tomb of Dayan some other day. There are many more good things there."
"...Won't that dig up your ancestors?"
Alicia was immediately shocked.
"It's okay. The ancestors didn't say anything, so they obviously have no objection."
The man said as he strode towards the heavily guarded palace.
"Okay, let's stop talking about this and get to work."
As the guards looked at a loss, the great Count of Utica pointed a finger.
then--
The portraits, reliefs, red carpets, and even floor tiles in the entire corridor flew up and poured directly into the scroll in his hand.
The blonde knight lady at the side also ran very fast and broke into an empty house. In just a few seconds, the originally magnificent small hall had become a plain room.
guard:"..."
What's happening here?
Robbery?
Or are you here to clear out your inventory?
They subconsciously wanted to cast spells, but when they looked at the dark robe, their hands holding the staffs froze again.
Count Utica, the only remaining bloodline of the Witch King.
Her Majesty Liselotte has announced that she will abdicate within three months.
also--
"Have you forgotten what happened yesterday?"
"The lich's lord has disappeared, in the Count of Utica's tower..."
Someone was whispering in the ruined passage.
Leitania's system is a very standard aristocratic democracy.
In this country, every important position is related to the nine electors.
The guards who serve the Gemini Queens are naturally all of noble birth.
The nobles always transmit information quickly.
Lich Lord Fremont.
In the era when the Witch King passed away, the almost supreme warlock paid a visit to... or rather, held the earl accountable yesterday.
Then--
He disappeared.
It is said that a disaster cloud of astonishing strength once appeared on the Earl's tower.
But with the completion of the unknown ritual, the cloud of disaster shattered in an instant.
Recalling the images conveyed by the family spies, these noble descendants fell silent at the same time.
They looked at each other, and even though they were wearing helmets, the fear still spread like a plague.
Yes.
At that moment, the cloud of disaster lost its power.
The tower powered by Originium also fell apart.
It's like...
"Like a machine that has been cut off from power."
Someone laughed bitterly in the dead silence.
A warlock who curbs the activity of Originium.
Warlock hunting warlocks.
How could such a ridiculous sorcerer appear in this world?
But perhaps, only people like this may have the ability to fight against the disasters on this land.
They suddenly thought of the prophecy, and remained silent for a long time, standing in the distance and watching the count moving forward like a swarm of locusts.
"...Are we really not going to stop them at all?"
“It’s a dereliction of duty.”
"A matter of this magnitude as that of the Count of Utica is beyond the capability of small minions like us to handle."
A guard whose armor was more gorgeous than those around him shook his head and picked up a mysterious, magic-powered communicator.
"All we can do is complete the communication."
Say it.
A stream of light shot up from the instrument and went straight into the sky.
