Chapter 15: It Doesn't Matter

"Sasha Dejansdal Woban, the Demon King of Eastern Europe, has been called the strongest god killer - it seems that he sent someone to kidnap our witch. Pen Fun Pavilion www.biquge.info"

The man named Ganji said to Erica, but even when talking about such a topic, Su Mo still couldn't see emotions like worry on his face, and he didn't know if it was well hidden or how.

"Unbelievable situation...... But why did the Marquis of Warban kidnap Yuri......."

Erica was puzzled.

Sasha Dejansdal Warban, the oldest of all Campiones at the moment, is said to have close to ten powers, as the Greenwich Sage Council, which is now responsible for defining and entering Godkiller data, has been active as a Godkiller for countless years when Warban was established, so the information about him is quite mysterious.

"We're not clueless about this - the witch maiden once met with the Marquis of Woban........"

"Is it the ——?! four years ago?"

Erica finally had a look of horror on her face.

"Sort of, it's a long story....... But the priority now is to get her back, can you please give us a hand?! ”

Gansu bowed ninety degrees to Su Mo.

And Su Mo supported his chin with one hand, a little wandering feeling, he probably remembered the existence of that witch, but he didn't know exactly what the other party's name was and what it looked like - his only impression of that girl was that she had a strong ability to see through Elquit's identity, and was even scared and trembling and confused because she saw through Elquit's identity, and as for how it was solved after that, he didn't care, and he didn't even remember what the other party's name was after a few weeks.

Although he didn't have time to ask at all.

So under Erica's arrangement, Su Mo, who took Erquette and Esther around to relax for a few weeks, relieved a little because of the previous carefree black hand, Su Mo, who was not very uplifted, shook his head very naturally: "I'm sorry, it has nothing to do with me." ”

"You also know the attack on the king before, even Campione has not been able to recover now, there is no reason for the king to negotiate with the Marquis of Vauban!"

At the same time that Su Mo refused, Erica also said the words of refusal - this made Su Mo turn his head to look at the woman who had never said anything explicitly but had been following her left and right for some hours since she witnessed her defeat of Willeslana, and he thought that she would turn her head and ask for his help.

As for her statement, Su Mo said that even if he was in his current state, he would not be intimidated by that guy named Woban or something, although because of the trauma suffered by his soul, the combat state would naturally decline to a considerable extent.

But in general, it's still good, and now Su Mo has no reason to fight with the Marquis of Woban, that's all.

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Four years ago, the shrine maiden Yuri Wanri was summoned by Marquis Waban, one of the godslayers, to summon the disobedient gods because of her outstanding talents—for the simple reason that Marquis Waban wanted to hunt the gods again in order to plunder their powers.

That's right, it's hunting, like a cunning and ferocious wolf, who regards the god of disobedience as the prey that is about to enter the mouth.

The ritual succeeded, but at the cost of the vast majority of shrine maidens who participated in the ritual perished, only she and a few survived due to their talents.

There is no doubt that it was a terrible and painful memory, and even after four years, the girl would often wake up in the middle of the night with such nightmares, and at the same time leave a terrible impression on the godslayer.

Fortunately or unfortunately, she was one of the ones who witnessed the youngest god-killer defeat the Trinity, a triune ancient goddess who was high enough to drag the world into a catastrophe, in the midst of Princess Alice's prophecy a few weeks earlier.

But it was also because of this incident that she saw a woman whose real body had made an even more terrifying impression on her, and she had only thought it was a legendary story, the kind of horror that she felt like she felt from the bone marrow behind the predators, and the chill that clung to her skin, she was sure that almost no one could empathize with it except herself.

A lot of times it's not a good thing to see too clearly.

For this reason, she even took a whole week off work without going to school, and it took a long time for her fear to calm down, and she did not even dare to visit the king, who was indeed in Japan and was in the same city as her.

Although the Japanese landlords all sharpened their heads and wanted to visit after learning the king's news, they were all shut up without exception.

Then when Miss Yuri Wanli finally adjusted her mood and went to school for a week with peace of mind.

She was kidnapped.

And the mastermind behind her kidnapping is the Marquis of Woban four years ago, and the purpose of kidnapping her this time is to perform the same ritual as four years ago.

Nine deaths, even if a superman with qualifications can survive once in that kind of ceremony, it is already a miracle.

If you change someone, it is estimated that it is really beep, and the dog's mood is gone.

Although Wanli Gu Yuri almost chose to accept it gloomily because of his own character, no matter who it is, he will not really be indifferent when he encounters this kind of thing that will cost his life.

has a treasure-like talent but does not have the strength to protect it, and in the end, it can only be wantonly manipulated by the strong like this.

"King, although you want to summon the gods again, I can't obey you!"

Wanli Gu, who was kneeling on the ground and was wearing only a plain linen clothes, said.

"What did you say?"

The Marquis de Vauban was a man with a somewhat gloomy face close to old age, with a hooked nose, deep eye sockets, wrinkles on his face, eyes that seemed to shimmer green, his silver-white hair was neatly combed, and he was dressed in an old gentleman's suit.

This is not a pleasant old man.

"As a witch, I have the duty to protect this country! How do you ask me to do something that will cause calamity by inviting disobedient gods! ”

"And what are you going to do? Do you still want to resist me even if you know you can't do it? ”

Woban looked with interest at the weak woman kneeling in front of him.

Then the weak girl said with a determined gaze: "I will cut myself off." ”

"Wanli Valley—"

Hearing her words, Woban didn't react yet, but the beautiful girl who had been standing aside and should be Woban's attendant was shocked.

This is a woman with a beautiful temperament, she is wearing a simple and convenient black power suit, draped in a blue and white shawl with vertical stripes, her figure is not plump but small and lovely, her long silver white hair is simply tied high into a ponytail, and her face is completely different from Erica's rose-like charm and the delicate beauty of Wanli Valley wildflowers, if it is used to describe it, it should be similar to a white and clean lily with large petals.

At this time, the squire of the Marquis of Woban looked at Wanli Valley with a trace of worry in his eyes, but his body remained motionless and faithfully carried out the oath that the knight should follow.

"The choice was decisive, but it was also quite stupid!"

Woban smiled, the glow of green in his eyes lit up like a beast in the night.

The shadows under his feet slowly squirmed, and then in the gradually pale, pale face of the Valley of Ten Thousand Miles walked out several tall and strong people with empty eyes and pale skin and faces like dead ashes....... Corpse.

"Servants of death, the life removed by my hand, will always be loyal to me after death—of course, it is none of mine what the soul thinks, so can your rare qualifications be preserved even after death?"

"The god who was resurrected after the dead, whose body was shattered and regained his life, descended to the house of Hades - green skin, bandages, crowns, ......."

Looking at it in a daze, Wanli Gu muttered.

"Oh~ I can see it, so let's talk about it, which god did I take the power from? Come, I allow you to speak! ”

Woban's eyes saw a light like jade.

"The god of Egypt who rules the world of the dead....... Osiris! ”