The Abyss Of The Worlds Devil

The moment when the dead species of [Spirit Sucking Empire] transferred from [Otherworld] to the current [World] through time and space jumping spells.

Olga, who was strolling in a small medieval-style city, wandering around at random, immediately felt the sense.

"Another character has entered..."

However, soon, he diverted his attention indifferently.

Continue to wander around.

Look at the past, no matter how you observe.

The spotless and leisurely posture in a white suit is not on the same level as the others in this dilapidated, weak city.

Even the simple dirt road covered with dirty silt.

Under the other party's footsteps, like a luxurious corridor, people subconsciously feel inferiority.

As he moved forward, the people around him evaded and stepped back, and even the horses that were dragging the carriage stopped automatically, not daring to stand in front of him at all.

Even the birds who were supposed to fly wantonly in the boundless blue sky didn't dare to fly by the vicinity of Olga, all of them avoided ahead of time!

That feeling was as if a special spell with expelling effect had been applied.

Let the city that should have been extremely crowded, despite his continuous advancement, spontaneously vacated a blank area where there is no other person besides him...

For a time.

Although I dare not approach at all.

But there are also, I don't know how many people secretly let their attention come over.

It is the people at the bottom, the wonder and fear that those who don't know the details of the high-level people cast...

But Olga did not have any consciousness that has attracted much attention.

Out of interest.

I picked up a fruit from a hawker on the street. I didn't even bother to ask about the price, so I ate it slowly.

And seeing such a scene, the stall owner dared not say anything, and even dared to show a complimentary smile on his face.

As an ordinary person who is serious.

He didn't dare to express any opinion on Olga's behavior.

after all.

The other party's appearance and dress are unclear just by looking at it.

As well as three eyes, a long tail... completely unlike human physical characteristics.

Just being far away can make the barbaric beggars who are begging and stealing things automatically retreat.

He didn't dare to beg to him.

Even, he didn't dare to let his dirty body show up in front of the opponent.

I'm afraid that I will let myself go to the west because of an ‘eye-catching’ reason.

However.

Just when the stall owner thought he was going to lose a little fruit.

However, with a light flick of his fingertips, Orleja turned out a lump of gold and threw it to him without turning his head back.

The size is a bit larger than an adult's fist, and the weight is not easy to estimate.

Anyway, he almost smashed the stall owner...

that moment.

In the extreme astonishment.

The great sense of happiness also naturally swept the inside of the stall owner.

Did not notice at all.

Around those onlookers who originally had their eyes revealed a sense of gloating in misfortune.

His eyes were stimulated by the golden light.

Greedy emotions were revealed one after another.

To know.

In this [world].

Civilians are not qualified to touch gold at all.

Basically, he will live with shoddy copper plates all his life.

so.

After this wave of sudden wealth.

His fate, which was originally impoverished, will soon usher in twists and turns...

Great probability.

The first wave has to be given for nothing.

And that piece of gold may also set off a small wave of blood and blood in the local area, attracting many people to fight against each other!

Fully explained.

The benefits from Olga, the simple truth that is not easy to take.

As for whether he is malicious in himself?

That's not enough.

What he did was just habitually teasing the ants.

The existence of the other party is not worthy of his showing any maliciousness.

However, since entering this [world], his eye-catching behavior and special sense of presence.

After all, it attracted some interesting eyes.

The guys at the head were two knights who were extraordinarily strong in stature. Although they were a bit old, they were still very well maintained. At a glance, they knew that the user cherished armor very much.

Behind them, there are more than a dozen soldiers who seem to have a sense of miscellaneous soldiers.

Dilapidated leather armor, standing crookedly, thin body.

It fully demonstrates what is called cannon fodder.

It is doubtful how much their combat power can be higher than the farmer holding a pitchfork...

After showing up.

Among the two knights, one of them immediately questioned Olga with a serious expression:

"Outsiders, we are members of Baron Cole's guard!"

"Do you know what does the act of entering the city without paying the entrance fee just now?"

As he spoke, his tone was quite strong.

If he didn't tremble in his armored legs.

I think it should have a lot of deterrence.

At least.

It should be like that for ordinary people.

And following the words of the knight.

On the surrounding roads, those onlookers who did not dare to stand beside Olga, only dared to stare at him from far away.

It was also quite tacit, and cast a surprised look at the talking knight.

Because no one knows who gave the other party the courage.

Actually dared to question the existence of someone who was not an ordinary person at first sight...

That kind of feeling, it felt like seeing a mortal raising a sword and questioning a dragon.

Some people are keenly aware that there should be a lot of hidden information.

For example, this is some kind of temptation or something.

By the way, everyone is also looking forward to how Orrjuga will answer the question...

However, as a focal point for everyone's sight.

Orleja chewed the core of the fruit casually and ate it.

Calmly used his blood-red eyes, glanced at the nervous knight, and replied slowly:

"First, I didn't break in, but the guy at the gate personally ushered me in..."

The voice is very peaceful.

Hearing this, the knight who thought he was going to face the anger of the strong was also slightly relieved.

Subconsciously felt that this unknown existence should be considered as a good communication.

But unfortunately, that thought did not last long, and it disappeared as Olga's words followed.

"Secondly, I hate people asking me questions, especially the weak."

At that moment.

In the extreme speed that no one can catch.

The tail behind Olga flicked slightly.

The gust of wind shot out like a blade.

The illusory and dense air blade seems to be a kind of white mist...

In an instant, they shredded the guys who stood in front of Olga.

Cut their bones into countless dust, and sway them in the breeze...

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