Zongman: Beginning with the Killer Queen

The long and narrow mountain roads are staggered, like the paintbrushes dropped by the gods from the sky.

Although it looks messy, if you look down from the sky, you can see precisely divided borders.

If you look up along the asphalt road at the foot of the mountain, you will find that the mountain forest is very close, but it has a fog-like blur, making the church in the empty space on the hillside extremely clear.

"There are traces of fluctuations in the spiritual veins, and the barrier has also been activated. That is not false news..."

"Intelligence is indeed prone to omissions, and it is subject to time constraints, but after all, it has reached a level that can be reported to the burial agency, so it is somewhat reliable, even though the cause is very speechless."

"Who knows you best is often your enemy? Even if he is not the agent, he has worked in the church all his life. It is not surprising that he knows the internal information. However, he dares to release the news about the ancestor of the Dead Apostles to deceive. I really don’t know if that idiot is ignorant or just plain bold.”

In front of the church door, an old man and a young man looked at the blood stains that had seeped into the door and talked nonchalantly.

The young man with shoulder-length short hair has a delicate face and fair skin. He looks like the standard image of a young lady in a book.

But there is no trace of weakness in his body that should be attributed to his age.

The indifferent look in his eyes, even though it was not intentional, still conveyed a sense of alienation in his bones.

The old man is the complete opposite. He is thin, tall, and has gray hair on his temples, but he always has a smile on his lips. He looks very kind. With the glasses on the bridge of his nose and his narrowed eyes, he has a shrewd sense of wanting to make people get closer.

They all wore neat cassocks and looked like priests, but the age gap in status was exactly reversed.

He looked like a young boy who had not grown up and was instructing the old man in a matter-of-fact tone, just like a man waving his wrist.

"Have the rats checked it out?"

"I've checked, and although it's just a rough impression, the black girl and the little white beast can only be the Black Princess. It's the same as you thought, Lord Mei Lian."

"The fact that the two loyal knights did not follow the Lord is very strange. In addition, there are not many Dead Apostles ancestors who like to run around, so it is not difficult to guess. The key lies in the clues. Correct or not."

The young man—Melian Solomon shook his head indifferently.

"It's a pity. After all, the opportunity is rare. I still want to meet Eltrucci and try to hurt her and make her dormant for a while."

As a being who stands at the top of the world, it would be fine if the Black Princess faction had the numerical advantage, but if it was just one-on-one, Mei Lian had such confidence.

Rather, if he didn't have this level of self-confidence, he would have been eaten by Eltrucci long ago.

As one of the original twenty-seven ancestors, although he is now only ranked twenty, this is entirely because he joined the burial organization and was judged to have reduced his threat.

Before becoming a Death Apostle, Mei Lian had a terminal-like ability that could be called the highest level of psychic ability.

However, because he could only manifest the wishes of others and could not do anything about his own wishes, Mei Lian was not favored by this power. Instead, like Angora Mainyu, his limbs were cut off and enshrined as a symbol of the Son of God.

It was not until he was transformed by Zhu Yue that he was reborn, and with the help of the faith gained from this experience, he constructed fantasy demons named the Four Great Monsters to replace his brothers and obtain the most famous one. Demon messenger, another name of Solomon.

Although the power of this terminal is not as outrageous as the Ten Commandments given by God, which can forcibly bind high-dimensional life in the form of a demon god, the four major magical beasts built by Mei Lian are also equivalent to god-level fantasy species.

Theoretically, each of them has power that rivals the ancestor of the Dead Apostles.

With the fact that they are not primates and can be recreated as long as Mei Lian exists, Mei Lian is not so afraid of the power of the White Beast.

What's more, the hostile relationship between him and Hei Ji didn't last for a day or two.

As a being saved by Zhu Yue, he has strong admiration and loyalty for the Moon King, and projects his emotions onto Bai Ji.

Therefore, after Eltruqi took away her sister's hair, Mei Lian, as a loyal fan of Baiji, has always been on the same side with her.

"It's really regrettable, but you don't have to be disappointed. Heiji didn't leave here easily. She left after a battle with others. My friends told me a lot of details. ”

The old man pushed up his glasses and replied.

As Mei Lian's left arm, it is a fantasy species called the 'Rat King'. It is very unsatisfactory in terms of combat effectiveness, but it can achieve perfect transformation, and there are many rats supporting it in the dark gaps, so Has second-to-none intelligence capabilities.

"Fight...are you sure?"

Mei Lian showed an incredulous look.

It wasn't that he didn't find any traces in the forest, but he just didn't associate them with the battle.

After all, this scale is too small.

With Hei Ji's power, if a serious battle occurs, it is normal for the city under her feet to become bumpy, let alone this hill.

"Of course," the old man nodded seriously, "Although the minds were controlled and moved to the edge of the forest, avoiding the center of the battle, just like the purpose of this gentle behavior, they did not lose the control. memory."

"Kurohime was definitely in a serious fighting state at that time, and even the unintelligent beasts felt this fact."

"That's really interesting."

Mei Lian showed a look of expectation.

Alterluci used all her strength but still only left such a trace, and the white beast that didn't help it in the battle for some reason, these two pieces of information have already made him think of many things.

"And this style of driving away bystanders and treating beasts equally... It seems that it should be that living saint."

Mei Lian said with great certainty.

He didn't even think much, because the answer to this multiple-choice question was too obvious.

This is confidential information that needs to be taken over by the Burial Agency, and none of his colleagues would do such a thing.

This has nothing to do with strength, but even if they have the spare time and leisure, they will not do it, even the most gentle priest Dawn and Roya's former reincarnation are the same.

Such a leisurely performance, the other party really lived up to the miracle he showed.

Can the right hand reproduce all the miracles of the Cross?

Thinking of this, Mei Lian frowned.

As a saint with an unknown mission, it was not a good omen for him to find the ancestor of the dead apostles in his first action.

Moreover, Hei Ji's reaction was also very subtle.

The White Beast was right beside him, and he was using all his strength. It was not a test at all. However, the movement was so small that the city below did not hear anything.

Why would the arrogant Ji Jun make such a concession?

It is impossible that he was knocked to the ground by the living saint and taken away as a sex slave?

Such a blasphemous thought made Mei Lian smile bitterly and shook his head.

Where can there be such a saint...

He has lived for thousands of years, and all the saints he has seen are noble people who make people feel ashamed.

Although he has always been at odds with the church, he has always maintained due respect for the successor who can obtain the honor of saint.

However, despite this.

"We must be on guard..."

Based on the unscrupulous behavior of the existing ancestors of the dead apostles, no matter what the new saint thinks of them, taking precautions in advance may avoid some destructive situations.

Even for him, this is not an opportunity.

Using the relationship of belonging to the same church, it may be possible to use the power of the saint to solve some very difficult problems with a blatant conspiracy.

"Speaking of which, Roya's revival date is approaching..."

Mei Lian murmured, squinting his eyes and looking at the full moon in the sky.

In order to eliminate this trouble from the root for Bai Ji, it seems to be a good idea to pull this living saint onto his own chariot.

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"The scene of the station at night is really fresh..."

The tall boy walked on the empty platform, sighing softly. Although the white beast on his shoulder did not agree, his eyes were full of curiosity.

Because it was already three o'clock in the morning and we were still in the suburbs, the entrance of this abandoned station was covered with hazy white fog.

Except for a few meters around him, the surrounding scenery could only reflect a shadowy light in the fog, and in the refracted light, it would occasionally swim like a fish.

It looked like the gate to purgatory or the huge mouth of a monster. If you step in easily, you will be dead.

But the boy seemed to be unaware of this and looked at everything around him with relish.

The girl walking behind him was no less than that. She did not have the stereotypical fear of darkness for women at all, but just stared at her clothes with unhappy eyes.

It was a maid outfit.

Moreover, it was different from the traditional maid outfit consisting of a black dress that perfectly covered the ankles and an apron decorated with white ruffles.

The maid outfit on the girl was quite modern and had a strong Japanese style.

The length of the skirt is the same as that of the JK uniform, which better highlights the slender and graceful curve of the calf. The slightly tight black stockings also have a different luster.

"You made me wear this kind of clothes. You are really a pervert!"

Alterluqi complained in a voice that only Roland could hear.

"This complaint is too unreasonable. I have changed to a more conservative regular style according to your request."

Roland replied calmly.

He originally planned to prepare a more lovely maid outfit for the girl, but unfortunately, at the first sight of the dress, Alterluqi rejected it.

It is obviously not a strange outfit. In terms of exposure, it is about the same as the off-shoulder dress that Heiji wore when they first met. I don’t know why the other party is so resistant.

However, considering that there is still a lot of time later, there is no need to rush.

With the reward price stipulated in the contract, the girl will take the initiative to wear the maid outfit sooner or later.

"In order to limit the scope to the regular styles in Japan! Can't you be more conservative? This is Europe, so British-style maid outfits are more reasonable."

Alterluchi, who had not yet noticed Roland's sinister intentions, pressed the hem of her skirt and sighed helplessly.

"That won't work. The difference between British maid uniforms and Japanese maid uniforms is as big as the difference between humans and monkeys. You know, this is what I will see every day, and there is no room for any superficiality."

Roland responded to Hei Ji's question righteously and quickly grasped the righteousness.

"What's more, this is a necessary sacrifice. If disguise is the goal, how can it be possible that there is no sacrifice at all?"

"Although due to the master-slave relationship of a dependent, when you are with me, your sense of presence will become thinner due to the connection, but there is a limit."

"After all, I don't mean to hide myself. If you dress up too flashy, you will only expose yourself faster."

After signing the contract with Roland, Eltrucci acquiesced to Roland's proposal and began to follow him.

Although her power has returned, in the understanding of the contract, she is still the vampire who dedicated almost all of her power to Roland, like a shadow, even her name is blurred, thus evading the target of the Pale Knight.

Once she wants to use the power that originally belonged to Hei Ji, she must give Roland benefits, or rewards, as a price within a certain time limit.

Despite her reluctance, it was just like the reason why she was tricked by herself. That overconfidence in authority had no effect on Roland, but when it worked on herself, it was extremely brave and there was no letting go.

Facing the laws from the outside of the world, they are submissive, but facing the locals from the inside of the world, they attack hard.

The main theme is an outsider in foreign wars and an expert in civil wars.

Just like Bai Ji couldn't get her long hair back, if Roland didn't lift it himself, even Alter Luqi wouldn't be able to find a way to deal with it for a while.

With Fufu by her side, she usually doesn't have to worry about her own safety, but her pride as Lord Ji makes it intolerable for Elteluki to tolerate such unpredictable shortcomings.

It would be better to follow Roland and observe his next actions, and study the opportunity to terminate the contract.

Therefore, she would not use her power unless necessary, and would naturally have to make a certain disguise.

"If it doesn't work, I also have a nun uniform left by another girl. Do you want to try it?"

Under Elteruci's puzzled eyes, Roland took out a nun's uniform as if by magic.

"——Please forgive me for refusing."

The moment she saw the dress, Eltrucci spoke without hesitation.

This was not only because it was a bit shameful for her to become a nun as a Dead Apostle, but also because the nun uniform provided by Roland was too... obscene.

Kurohime really couldn't find a more suitable word than this.

The nun's uniform was obviously modified and only covered the buttocks. It was paired with matching black pantyhose, but the upper body style was the same as the orthodox nun's uniform, creating a holy and coquettish look. Sense of contrast.

It's not even a cover-up, this piece of clothing simply states that it's purpose is to seduce.

Compared with that dress, the previous maid outfit that she rejected could only be described as old-school.

Seeing Eltruqi's firm refusal, Fufu on Roland's shoulder also sighed sincerely.

Although it is a female, it also appreciates beautiful girls, and naturally looks forward to the noble, lustful and pure appearance of Eltrucci when she puts on this nun's uniform.

But soon, when it noticed Hei Ji's dangerous eyes that seemed to be capable of killing someone, it wisely shrank its tail and hid behind Roland's shoulder.

"What a pity, but it doesn't matter, the maid is very pleasing to the eye anyway."

Roland smacked his lips with a little regret, put away his clothes, and looked at Eltrucci.

"This leaves only one flaw in your disguise."

"What flaw?"

Hei Ji glanced at Roland coldly.

The other party's eyes were gentle and calm, and he looked serious, exactly the same as when they first met.

Although I don’t know what kind of medicine the other party sells in the gourd, it looks suspicious no matter how I look at it.

"Of course it's the attitude."

Roland smiled and said: "The true meaning of disguise is to match the atmosphere. Just wearing similar clothes is called cosplay at best."

"Isn't it strange that you are obviously my maid, but you have such a cold attitude towards me? As a maid, your attitude towards your employer may not necessarily be very enthusiastic, but at least it must be in line with etiquette."

so--

"Miss Elterluqi, is it...time for you to call me master?" (End of Chapter)