The Endless Shuttle

Seeing the whispers of the three people, Paul, who successfully dumped the blame on the bronze black cross, let out a long sigh of relief, and leaned back on the chair to relax.

At this moment, the door of the conference room was violently pushed open.

The eyes of Paul and the remaining three commanders were forcibly gathered together, staring at the rude person in front of them.

Surprisingly, it was a rather familiar face.

"It's strange, Andre, what are you doing here?" Paul asked suspiciously.

As the old friend of the king of swords, Salvatore Tony, and his confidant great knight, Andre Rivera, who has the nickname of "The King's Deacon", will basically never leave Tony for half a step. of—in order to keep an eye on him so that he doesn't cause big trouble.

"Stop talking, just give me the current location of the new king."

As if he had just crawled out of the dirt, Andre was covered in dust, and the throbbing veins on his forehead indicated his anger.

"That bastard Tony knocked me out and buried me in the ground. He went to find a new king, and said he wanted to fight him for something!"

"Well……"

Paul sincerely mourned for the old man for a second before realizing the seriousness of the matter.

"You said that Salvatore went to find King Rope!?"

"Yes." Andre said, brushing the dust from his hair. "I have to stop that bastard Tony before the two of them meet, or someone will watch."

Have you ever opened your mouth!

Paul glared dissatisfiedly at the leader of the Lily City, who also seemed to realize his poisoned milk and lowered his head in shame.

After peeking at each other, Paul could only spread his hands and said to Andre.

"Unfortunately, I don't know the whereabouts of the new king. They also asked me about it just now."

"This is really..."

Not knowing how to describe it, the four present all let out a long sigh at the same time.

A new storm emerges—

ps: sick three o'clock... I'm going to die...

Chapter Thirty-Nine Leisure Moments

After India defeated Vishma the Disobedient, Rope and Erika traveled to several countries to find the whereabouts of the Disobedient God.

But unfortunately, the gods are not Chinese cabbage, you can find them casually, and the last time in India was pure luck.

Anyway, in the past month, Luo Pei has never met any clues related to the gods. Even if there are, it is just a rumor or a mythical beast, which makes people happy.

"This kind of weather is really uninspiring..."

Lying on the seashore, on the lapping waves, Luo Pei involuntarily absorbed the essence of the Mediterranean Sea, while staring at the scorching sun in the sky in a daze.

——This is Cagliari, the capital of Sardinia, Italy.

Lopez, who went around in circles but found nothing, finally temporarily gave up the idea of ​​killing gods, and settled here with Erica, making plans for the arrival of the two gods in the future.

With the rare and leisurely time, coupled with the beauties serving him, as well as luxurious housing and food, Luo Pei finally lived a life of luxury.

Just as he was recalling bitterness and thinking sweetly and lamenting that money is really a good thing, Erica had already brought an iced drink from the beach.

By the way, Erica already has the ability to walk on water after being blessed by Rope.

"Want, would you like a glass of red wine?"

Erica, who was wearing a white bikini, knelt down beside Rope and handed over the metal plate containing two glasses of chilled red wine.

"This is a fine product that Miss Zola paid tribute to you. If you don't taste it, it will be a big loss."

"A witch from Sardinia..."

Luo Pei thought of the mature lady with a hot body but a mysterious age—Luculazia Zola.

She can be regarded as the origin of the story of "God Killer". If Godou's grandfather hadn't taken the Prometheus secret book from her, Kusanagi Godou would not be crawling anywhere.

Grabbed the glass and drank it in one gulp. Apart from the regrettable taste, the cold feeling is quite good.

"Well... I haven't been very good at drinking since before." Thinking of something, Rope looked at Erica who was sipping red wine jokingly.

"Miss Brauntree, if I remember correctly, you should still be underage."

Erica was sixteen years old at the beginning of the plot, and if one year is pushed forward, she will be a big loli who is only fifteen years old.

I really can't see it at all... Luo Pei glanced at Erica's figure without leaving a trace, and expressed his admiration for her development.

"What's the matter...hiccup...it doesn't matter~"

The blond girl hiccupped cutely, and threw herself on Luo Pei's body, splashing a series of water splashes.

"Hey, don't press me."

"Hey hey~"

Pushing Erica away, Rope put her on the sea surface steadily, and used the power to temporarily stop the nearby waves so that the lady knight could sleep peacefully.

"Don't drink just one glass... and try to get some red wine."

The subsidence of the waves also took away the constant noise here, the beach was also covered by Erica, and there were not many tourists in the past. In this quiet environment, Luo Pei could only wrap his hands around his knees and stare in a daze. Looking at the sea level, I didn't know what to do for a while.

So, he can only turn to his good partner who is inseparable from him.

"Azalea, come up with an idea."

Rope said sadly. "I have a little understanding of the reasons why the rich second generation seek excitement. It is really boring to live without being busy with careers and goals."

'You guys are really working hard. '

The girly voice said accusingly. ‘It’s only been a few days and you’re complaining about being bored. '

"I can't help it, I'm no longer a human being." Looking at his white palm, Luo Pei clearly knew how much power he had now.

"The Nephilim are a race born to fight, and Godslayers are also given the title of the Sons of Fools. Not fighting is like depriving the meaning of existence in the blood, which makes people restless."

When you are nervous about fighting, you seek quietness, but when you are quiet, you want to fight again. This is also the inherent complexity of human consciousness.

‘What to do to pass the time? '

Azalea showed Luo Pei a clear way.