The Endless Shuttle

If it wasn't for Godou's scumbag who didn't have the mentality of being a king in the early stage, or the forgiving Salvatore would probably be able to kill her with a single sword.

"It's okay, let her come here now." Luo Pei said.

"Just let her look at this divine tool, and don't call the God of Disobedience. Shouldn't this be considered a violation of the conditions I answered before?"

Yuan Miko was summoned to summon the God of Disobedience, but she just borrowed her ability and Saya Gongxin didn't have the courage to refuse.

If you know that the person the Marquis is looking for is Mariya Yuri, I guess the Japanese side will be scared to pee?

"of course not."

Shaye Gongxin replied respectfully, and then gently placed the goat horns on the table.

"I'll send someone to Green Leaf Terrace right now, and invite Miss Wanligu to come over and wait for His Highness Luo Pei's orders."

"Um."

Luo Pei nodded in agreement, but he couldn't help laughing when he saw the expression of the short-haired priestess on the opposite side who couldn't wait to leave but didn't dare to leave.

"Am I that scary? I'm not bragging. People I know call me approachable."

"No no no!"

Saya Gongxin quickly waved her hand, and then explained.

"It's just that I want to hurry up and complete the task assigned by the king. It's just a little urgent."

"Since you're here, don't rush to leave." Luo Pei said.

"You just said that your ability is "test luck", right? "

"Yes."

"Then help me see my fortune... although I don't believe in this stuff."

As Luo Pei said, he stretched out his hand, just like Tianchao showed his palmistry to the old man on the side of the road.

But Shaye Gongxin didn't understand this.

Looking at Luo Pei's outstretched palm, it's really not worth it, and it's not good if it's not, and stretched out two small white hands timidly to hold Luo Pei's hand.

"...and then, king?"

"Huh?" Luo Pei was taken aback. "Aren't you a fortune tester? Quickly read your palmistry and test it for me. I really want to know if it's right or wrong."

"But I don't know how to read palms." Shaye Gongxin wanted to cry but had no tears.

In fact, the witch's luck is usually guessed based on some equipment, such as lottery, or the ripples of clear water. Saya Gongxin's ability only strengthens this effect, but it does not reach the rumored "meeting and knowing" lifetime" level.

That is no longer an ability that humans can accept.

"It turns out that you are a scammer." Luo Pei said contemptuously.

"...whatever you say is what it is."

Shoulders slumped, Saya Gongxin sighed helplessly, and let go of Luo Pei's hand.

"I'm going to take care of your order right now, and please take a good rest here. There is a hot spring behind the hotel. I think it can relieve your fatigue from the journey. Let me go..."

"Oh, go ahead."

Watching the short-haired witch leave his room, Luo Pei picked up a book he carried with him again and read it slowly.

While watching, Rope muttered.

"You can't even read palms, and you say you're a witch, the threshold is too low..."

...

...

At the same time, the Italian King of Swords, Salvatore, was wandering aimlessly in the streets of Tokyo.

The bustling downtown, the crowds coming and going, or the novel shops could not attract the attention of the king, and he put all his energy behind him.

—following his own Italian magician.

He was thinking about how to get rid of those mortal followers.

"What news are you waiting for? You can find the old man with your fighting instinct..."

Salvatore was somewhat dissatisfied with Rope's arrangement.

In his eyes, only fighting can make his blood boil, so he doesn't care about any mortal forces and organizations at all, that's why he doesn't understand Luo Pei's thoughts.

At a dark corner, the King of Swords cautiously glanced behind him, and found that he was in the blind spot of the opponent's vision, and immediately scurried away.

He is proficient in swordsmanship, and he has not stopped studying his steps.

Among ordinary people, even if they are knights of the Fighting School, there are very few who can keep up with the agility of the King of Swords.

Sure enough, after the two Italian magicians walked out of the blind spot of vision, they realized that they had lost track of Salvatore.

"Fuck..."

One of the long-haired magicians was dumbfounded.

The new king's order is to be optimistic about Salvatore and not let him mess around. There is no way to explain why the King of Swords ran away.

"What should I do?" He looked helplessly at his friend next to him. "Would you like to try to keep up?"

"nonsense!"

The other magician glared at him fiercely.

"It's okay if nothing happens. If something happens, the two of us will have to go into the sea to feed the fish. Do you really think His Royal Highness Luo Pei is a good man and a faithful woman?"

"That's right..." The long-haired magician smiled wryly. "I had an ominous premonition when I received this mission, as expected... Can we catch up with Sir Salvatore?"

"Or wait here to die?"

"well……"

There was no other way, the two Italian magicians could only chase after them based on their feelings—and they didn't know if they were following in the right direction.

Today is also a sunny day.

(ps: Junyangli is so deserted, come in and play, come and be happy.)