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Seeing Veleslana across from him, brimming with confidence, Haramura Makoto already felt a bit embarrassed and couldn't bear to watch any longer.

It was truly pathetic.

The crimson demon blade materialized directly in his grip.

“I'll just give him a quick release.”

The instant he spoke, Haramura Makoto appeared directly behind the laughing Veleslana.

Veleslana's laughter stopped as if someone had pressed the pause button.

It was almost a complete replica of the previous scene.

The blood-red blade pierced through Veleslana's heart as the sound of tearing flesh echoed.

“First of all, my powers aren't just limited to the sun's authority.”

“Well, although it's true that my strongest power is indeed that one.”

Feeling the protest from the twelve girls within him, Haramura Makoto wisely changed his tune.

“And your golden sword really can't seal my powers.”

“It can't even affect its connection to me.”

Haramura Makoto's last words to Veleslana were like a death knell.

The invincible god of war disappeared without uttering a single word before his death.

...

Haramura Makoto was in his temporary residence on Sardinia.

The battles of the two rebellious gods and Haramura Makoto's battle didn't seem to have affected this place, leaving it as it was before.

The living room was magnificent, with valuable paintings and historical porcelain scattered everywhere, a handmade wool carpet covering the floor, and even the chandelier gilded with gold.

Haramura Makoto, dressed in a well-tailored black suit, sat quietly in the spacious living room, sipping fine black tea brewed by the maid, Carol Ruschkil.

“Are you satisfied with the tea?”

The blonde maid asked respectfully, but if you looked closely, you would notice her hands trembling in front of her.

This was a Godslayer!

One of only six... no, now seven, Demon Kings in the world!

If she accidentally angered him, she might lose her head in the next second.

“Not bad.”

Haramura Makoto put down the cup and said elegantly.

His habit of drinking black tea was inherited from Kiyo from a young age, and now he occasionally used it as a refreshment.

But ultimately, his skills were lacking, and everything tasted average to him.

“That's great, I'm glad you like the taste of Ceylon highland black tea...”

“Mm.”

Haramura Makoto, completely uninterested in continuing the conversation, ignored the maid and sank completely into the soft sofa.

Soon after, two ladies opened the door and walked in, something Haramura Makoto had already permitted.

One of them was naturally Liliana, wearing a white dress and stockings, silver high heels on her feet, and her hair color matching, radiating a holy white light.

The other seemed to be against the silver-haired girl, wearing a red and black dress, with an equally beautiful face, but with a confident smile different from Liliana's.

“'Copper Black Cross' Erica Brandelli, comes to meet the new King.”

Erica took a few steps forward, knelt on one knee, and gave a knight's salute to Luo Pei.

“Get up.”

Haramura Makoto said indifferently, holding the black tea.

“Liliana said you have something to report to me, you can say it now.”

“Yes.”

Erica maintained her kneeling position without standing up.

“The reason for coming at this time, disturbing your leisure time, is because our 'Copper Black Cross' hopes to have the opportunity to serve under you.”

“Oh?”

Between words, a huge aura enveloped everyone present, indicating the pressure of this king.

“Give me a reason.”

“If I remember correctly, you should be subordinates of that Sword King.”

“According to his personality, you should be very comfortable under him.”

“Transferring to me here will not be better than before.”

The terrifying pressure made Liliana's slender legs wrapped in white silk tremble constantly.

But Erica seemed to withstand the pressure, clasping her hands and saying neither humble nor arrogant.

“Indeed, under that Sword King, we don't have to worry about the King's wrath.”

“But also because of this, that Sword King is always unreachable when we need him to clean up the rebellious gods.”

“Even the temptation of the rebellious gods' powers cannot move him.”

“In recent years, we have suffered a lot of losses.”

“We hope to have a new king to lead us.”

“The powerful you are our best choice.”

Erica answered truthfully, without any concealment.

“Is that so.”

Haramura Makoto chuckled softly, and all the pressure receded like a tide.

Erica suddenly felt a lightness on her shoulders.

“Get up, sit down.”

“Yes.”

“Thank you for your generosity.”

Erica was not polite, saluted Haramura Makoto again, and then sat down directly.

“Wanting to serve under me is not impossible.”

“Believe that the things that need attention, you have already learned from Liliana.”

While saying this, Haramura Makoto raised his head and glanced at Liliana.

It was this glance that made Liliana's face flushed red.

No way.

Who told her to be so clumsy and be deceived.

“Under me, there is no such leniency, and I am not as tolerant as the Sword King, if you make a mistake...”

Haramura Makoto's eyes narrowed into a slit, deliberately dragging out the end of his sentence.

“Yes!”

Erica stood up directly from the sofa again, kneeling on the ground.

“The entire 'Copper Black Cross' will follow your orders, do our best under you, and have no second thoughts.”

“Mm.”

“Well, I agree to this matter.”

Completely unexpected, Haramura Makoto didn't mind taking in this magic organization.

To this, Haramura Makoto can only say that they did pick up a bargain.

It was their own grasp of the opportunity.

After all, becoming his subordinates, after he completely takes this world, they will also receive more favorable treatment.

“And then, lest you kneel a second time.”

“You should have other things to say, right.”

As if he had completely seen through Erica, Erica felt as if she was naked when those light golden eyes swept over her.

However, Erica was not ashamed or afraid because of this.

Instead, a confident smile rose on her face.

“Yes.”

“I, Erica Brandelli, also hope to serve by your side like Liliana, become your knight, and share your worries.”

Speaking of this, Erica also winked her eyes.

“Whether it's travel arrangements, daily chores, or accommodation arrangements, I will ‘arrange everything properly’ for you.”

Hearing the meaningful words ‘arrange everything properly’, Liliana's face turned red again, and she almost cursed out the words 'female fox'.

Haramura Makoto took in Liliana's reaction, and couldn't help but laugh.

But the next second, he straightened his expression.

Looking at the girl in front of him in a red dress, smiling charmingly, and waiting for his response.

“Okay, from today on, you will serve by my side.”

Erica also raised her head happily.

“Thank you for the King's grace.”

“May I ask, do you need me to prepare the bed for you now, for your rest?”

“Ah ah ah...”

Liliana finally couldn't bear it anymore, and the Silver Greatsword unsheathed directly.

“You female fox.”

Chapter 309 Journey to Japan

About seven or eight days have passed since Haramura Makoto came to this world.

These seven or eight days are enough for these events to ferment and spread.

‘——The seventh Godslayer of the world has been born in Italy.’

This news has spread all over the world.

At the same time, the fact that he defeated three rebellious gods in a row and defeated the Sword King has also spread.

However, this matter, in addition to causing discussion in the magic world, did not cause controversy among the other Godslayers.

However, the protagonist of the incident is still staying on the island of Sardinia.

Leisurely lying on the sofa, holding a book of mythology in his hand.

It's not that he is working hard to learn something to deal with the problems of this world.

In fact, his current study of mythology is more for the sake of the Hakoniwa.

After all, these gods will eventually be born in the Hakoniwa.

This is purely a precautionary measure, an act of boredom.

“King, would you like to go out to the beach to relax now?”

The high heels tapped the ground with a crisp sound, wearing a large white T-shirt, revealing two slender and beautiful legs, and swinging her golden hair, Erica walked towards Haramura Makoto.