Since he couldn't guess who was behind the scenes, Roland simply gave up his guess, so as not to fall into a strange circle of suspicion, turned to look at Belmund and mocked casually: "Then again, aren't you willing to die rather than confess to the mastermind behind the scenes?" ”

In the face of Roland's spicy questioning, the Deep Hell Purgatory Belmund smiled and scratched his head—his smile was mixed with embarrassment, treachery, and a hint of complacency.

"Honorable lord, I did swear in front of the 'turtledove' and promised not to reveal to any 'person' the mastermind behind the hunt, but my lord, you have the blood of the Bad Ancestor and cannot be regarded as a pure human being, and confiding the truth to you does not violate the oath I made at the beginning."

Roland nodded with satisfaction, worthy of being a "pit goods" from hell, and he drilled a good loophole in the provisions.

"Now it's none of your business here, leave the 'Dragon Palace Ring', where to go back and forth, if the 'turtledove' calls you again, remember to report to me as soon as possible."

Under Roland's order, the Deep Hell Purgatory obediently handed over the "Dragon Palace Ring" and quickly used the "Advanced Teleportation Technique" to escape back to the Nine Prisons.

Roland took the ring in his hand and cast a spell to trace the remaining sigils on it, hoping to find out the location of the mastermind behind it. He was disappointed by the result, and the original owner of the ring was very cautious, and Roland could not find any other clues worth mentioning from the ring except for the breath of the bummer.

Just as Roland was subduing the Deep Hell Purgatory Demon Belmonk, Palatina also took advantage of the convenience of "time acceleration" to cut off the head of the Horned Demon and drive the soul of Bart Zumang back to the Nine Prisons. After the battle, she came to Roland's side with her sword, her beautiful blue eyes full of surprise.

"How did you let that devil go?" Good and evil are not separated, Her Royal Highness the Princess is a believer in Perot who belongs to the camp of goodness, adhering to the principle of eliminating evil, and will not compromise with the devil under any circumstances, and feels incomprehensible to Roland's tolerance.

Roland was embarrassed to say that he had reached a dirty deal with Belmond, so he could only answer vaguely: "That pit is also a life for others, and his sin is not to death, besides, his soul origin is in the Nine Prisons, and it is useless to kill him in the world. ”

Palatina frowned, clearly not pleased with his far-fetched statement.

Roland was afraid that Her Royal Highness would continue to ask what conspiracy she had reached with Belmonk, so she quickly changed the topic and asked her with a smile: "Why did you suddenly come to me, did you have a premonition that I was in danger?" ”

Palatina's pretty face flushed, and she stomped her feet angrily: "I'll come when I'm happy, I don't need you to care!" ”

In fact, the more she thought about it after sending Roland away, the more depressed she became, and she couldn't swallow this resentment, so she couldn't help but send Roland a "text message", accusing him of having no conscience - what does it mean that "there is no reason to stay in the Holy City"? Are you in the Holy City apart from political and social activities...... Well, there really aren't any other people and things to be nostalgic for?

Her Royal Highness regretted the text message at the first second, and was ashamed of her almost confessional text message, and wanted to take it back.

However, of course, this was impossible, she could only bury her head in the bed and wait for Roland's reply with the mentality of a death row prisoner.

I don't know if it was luck or misfortune, she didn't wait for Roland's reply, but got feedback that the "text message" failed to be sent.

This took Palatina by surprise. Failure to send an SMS message is very rare, and generally only occurs when the recipient has died.

Could it be that in just half an hour after the breakup, Roland had already encountered an accident?

Palatina was so frightened that she almost fainted on the spot, how could she care about her own face, with a glimmer of hope to pray that Roland was safe, and hurriedly cast the 8-ring magic technique "Sense Location" to search for his whereabouts, to see people in life and corpses in death! Even if you find only one corpse, at least you can cast a spell to resurrect him!

After casting the spell, Palatina breathed a sigh of relief, Roland was still alive, but not in the main material realm, and the "SMS" did have a small probability of failing to send it when crossing the plane.

However, Palatina was not reassured. Roland should still be on his way out of the city in a carriage at the moment, how could he suddenly jump away from the main material realm?

In order to make sure that Roland is safe and sound, she uses the 5-ring magic "Otherworldly Teleportation" to track down, and does not want to directly break into the "dimensional killing field" launched by Belmond.

These twists and turns, Palatina herself felt hot in retrospect, how embarrassed to tell Roland, no matter how much he asked, he would not reveal it.

Roland had no choice but to give up the question, cancel the "dimensional killing field" and return to the streets of the Holy City. It was not far from the city gates, and the two walked side by side along the street.

After all these twists and turns, the two reunited after farewell, and after a short period of fighting side by side, they were separated again, and their moods were a little heavy, and no one spoke along the way.

Palatine sent Roland out of the city gates, and walked a long way with him before she stopped, fixed in his eyes, and had a thousand words in her heart, but did not know how to speak.

Roland also knew that it was time to say goodbye, felt in his pocket, took out the "Ring of the Dragon Palace" that he had extorted from Belmond not long ago, and said to Palatina with the bitterness in his heart: "Thank you for coming back to send me, a little gift is not a tribute, keep it as a souvenir." I couldn't help but take the slender hand of Her Royal Highness the princess and gently put the ring on her.

Palatina's long-suppressed emotions suddenly burst out, and she threw herself into Roland's arms, embracing him with all her strength, her face pressed against his chest. Thinking of saying goodbye here, I don't know when I will see each other again, and when we meet again, most of them are on the battlefield, and the two sides are forced to draw their swords against each other...... Palatina's heartache was like a knife, and tears poured out of her eyes, soaking Roland's clothes unconsciously.

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In the holy city of Yashan at the beginning of February, the trees on the street have already sprouted new buds, and there are faint signs of spring. Thousands of miles away, in Colasburg, it was still a cold and snowy midwinter, the howling north wind raged from the streets to the end of the street, and the pedestrians who were forced to go out had to be fully armed from head to toe, ordinary people wore cotton jackets, cotton trousers, cotton hats, cotton shoes and cotton scarves, and the wealthy people used fur fur to protect against the cold wind, men, women and children were all dressed bloated and clumsy, like a group of bears standing up.

The "Friendship Palace" is bathed in the morning light, and a slippery ice ridge hangs under the eaves, like a long or short crystal cone, reflecting the morning light and exuding a colorful and beautiful halo.

Lying on his large bed, Roland was unconsciously awakened by the reflection of ice and snow through the gaps in the curtains, sat up and stretched, yawning comfortably, feeling full of energy.

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