Release that Witch

"..." Cerrobra looked at it for a while, "If this male named Roland Wimbledon dies..."

"I probably won't exist anymore." Wajilis did not feel any heavy feelings in his tone. "But compared to the entire ethnic group, my personal destiny is not worth mentioning. If killing him can make the group continue, you absolutely Do not hesitate."

The silence did not follow this topic.

It turned to look at the noisy passage to the high-rise. Not only humans, but also a few figures that resemble the ascending body, they traveled through the flow of people and merged with the surrounding, such a scene no matter how you look at it. I feel incredible.

After a while, it asked again, "Do you believe that male?"

"To be honest, it's about the big thing about the survival of the people. I believe the word is too thin." Wajilis leaned over and leaned on the guardrail. "Even if the negotiator is you, I can't just act by faith. But he said One thing is true, trust is the foundation of change. Without this foundation, we may need decades or even hundreds of years to change the inherent notion of the battle of God, and this cost may far exceed the tolerance of the community. So whether it is to use yes or no to answer, it is not appropriate."

"..."

"From the current point of view, he is really working hard to end the war of the gods. The changes in the war situation that tell me are not lying, and all aspects are integrated. This trust is not an excessive demand." Tao, "there is no reason to doubt forever, the key lies in the trade-offs of the pros and cons."

"Weighing"... Silence repeated slightly, "What should I do next?"

"It depends on yourself... I said that you are already a qualified Maharaja, and I don't want to influence your judgment too much."

"After... I can only see you here?" Cerroshhi hesitated.

"Not necessarily." Wakiris shrugged. "I heard Roland say that he is trying to save a witch named Ash. If the message revealed by God is correct, even if the body dies, just stay in the consciousness. If there are traces, it will still have a glimmer of life. I am at least much more complete than the witch who is floating in the sea of ​​consciousness. Right..."

It said that it stretched out its hands and took off the other's helmet. "Considering the risks, there will not be too much such a meeting, so don't pack it tightly. I prefer to see you compared to the dark armor. The original appearance."

......

When the two returned to the living room again, Roland could not help picking an eyebrow.

Although it has been known from the fish ball report that the silent disaster is very different from the time of preparation for peacetime, there is still a sense of accident when you see it with your own eyes.

If he was not prepared, it would be very difficult for him to associate this burly armor with the "female" devil inside.

"Are you finished talking? What is the conclusion?"

"I want to ask a question, humanity." Cerroshhi asked coldly. "If the battle of divineity is really a scam, how much do you have to grasp the gods?"

"In fact, I don't know." This is also a question that Roland often asks himself. "What is the god, what is its purpose, how should I fight, and even if there is a chance to fight, all are unknown. Regardless of the capabilities that it currently shows, in theory we have no chance. But I believe that no matter what the outcome, it is better to sit still."

"I don't care about your life and death at all, but don't forget, Wakiris is still in your field of consciousness. For it."

"I have to live well, right?"

"You understand." Cerroshhi gave him a look. "As for your request, I must consider it before making a decision."

"I didn't expect a negotiation to achieve results," Roland nodded. "But at least this is a breakthrough from nothing. Then I will contact you by letter. After all, this is a great risk for both parties." As long as the West Line Army is still invading the territory of the four kingdoms, the war will not be suspended. And..."

He picked up the cup. "Since the next meeting will be nowhere in sight, are you sure you don't have a drink?"

"Hey," Cerroshhi dismissed the drink on the table, and poured it into his mouth. It was much more to see. Even if it was difficult to drink, it would not show any coziness in front of the enemy.

When a mellow and sweet feeling that had never been experienced flowed into the throat, the whole room suddenly disappeared and it returned to the woods.

The silent disaster looked subconsciously to the position where Wakiris was sitting, but only saw an empty grass.

This short scene is like an illusion, leaving only a scent of sweetness echoing between the lips and teeth.

......

“How did it take so long?”

Seeing the silence, Hecksod did not hesitate to expel several twisted doors and asked him to pull out more than ten miles in one breath.

In its view, it should be right to leave the area immediately after returning to the letter.

"They didn't reply to me." The silent look seemed to be absent-minded.

"What?" The Lord of Scorpio frowned. "Is that a trap?"

"No, I saw Wakiris."

Heckzod almost didn't have a foot on the air and fell from the sky.

"what did you say!?"

"Wakiris is indeed attached to the field of consciousness, and your guess is not wrong." Silence slowly said, "Only the person who is attached is the king of the gray fort, and the owner of the inheritance."

Returning to the **** of God, after listening to the description of Cerroshhi, Heckzod fell into extreme chaos.

Massive information almost blocked its head.

Although Wakiris is expected to find something, it is not expected that human beings have reached this level, and in a sense, the nightmare has formed a cooperative relationship with each other. If these messages are passed out, it is enough to change the history of the ethnic group for nearly a thousand years, and they will also stand on the opposite side of the king.

Try to convince the king? Heckzod almost dispelled this idea for the first time. Now he is reluctant to enter the throne again in any case. Otherwise, once the king wants to do something about it, it will not even have a chance to refuse.

Then stand on the side of Wakiris?

In fact, at the beginning, the nightmare was also a big candidate for the king. In essence, the difference between the king and the majesty is not reflected in the ability, and the king needs to pay a certain price, depending on the individual's choice. Therefore, the thought will not have any obstacles to dignity. The only thing that makes it hesitant is the human being.

Whether the war of divine war is a scam, let alone the inheritance of fragments. The promotion of the ethnic group is real. Human beings are now making rapid progress with the help of unknown inheritance. If there is a conflict afterwards, what should the ethnic group do?

These doubts make it difficult to make up your mind.

What Hekzod didn't notice was that while it was immersed in the pond, the silence had already put on a helmet, picked up the long-handled sword, and left the room quietly.