Chapter Ninety-Four: Geralth

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Dim basement.

The girl with her hands and feet handcuffed by a special magic ring squatted in the corner, her clothes neat as new, not at all like a character who was being imprisoned.

"Still can't you see, Remilia?"

"Hmph, if you can still use magic, you must be able to see it clearly!"

"Ahaha, really, I did a good job of investigation before arresting someone." Gerals smiled innocently, "Your abilities have nothing to do with your magic, do you?" Otherwise, you won't be able to escape from the Holy See of Light. You know, I had to look for a long time to find the shackles of this material to completely suppress your power...... If you're not careful, I'm afraid that the power of fate will forcibly pull out your own power like it did when you escaped from the Holy See of Light, right? That's dangerous. ”

"Long-winded! What about Fran? ”

"Hehe, your sister is much more terrible than you, but fortunately people are more simple." The palm of his hand touched his chest, which had been pierced by Flandrew, but now it was not fully recovered, "Don't worry, I'm just trapping her with divine magic." As long as you can see the movements of the Holy See of Light, I will let you out. ”

"Aren't you the cardinal archbishop of the Holy See of Light? How come you don't even know about this kind of thing? Raising his head, the corners of his mouth hooked into a defiant smile, "Or is it suspected?" It's not a good mix! ”

"I don't doubt it, my identity is genuine." "The only people who seem to know this time are the Pope and that Girona?" Bogua. ”

Girona? Bogua? Remilia thought of some old man who had drawn her blood.

"That's right, it's the one you think." Gerals saw what was on her mind. "I didn't expect it, I kept paying attention to that old man. In the end, nothing happened. I thought I was doing a good job, but I didn't expect the old fox to hide even deeper! ”

"Honestly, who the hell do you guys work for, Geralt?"

"For whom? My King Rao? Probably. I'm just interested in that, though. To Remilia's surprise, Gerals chose to answer positively.

Rao? My king's word is a king? Can this squinting eye be called a king, a famous figure in history? However, no matter how you look at the name Rao, I don't think I've heard it. Among ordinary people, I have seen a few people named Rao...... Remilia kept the name Rao in her mind.

"Huh. Little bat, don't bother thinking about who Rao is. For your generation, it's normal not to know. ”

Our generation?! Is this really an old youkai who has lived longer than me? In an instant, something came to mind.

"It's really annoying, I'm very young~ Besides, a long-lived creature like you should understand it somewhat, right?" Gerals said with a hint of deep meaning.

"Hmph, I don't need to understand other people's thoughts!"

"It's extreme. But you should be very envious of ordinary people, right? Hey, 'human' is such a strange creature, when you live a long life, you will feel that you will be very happy to spend every day ordinarily, and when you only have a few decades to live, you unconsciously yearn for immortality. ”

"What about you?" Remilia really doesn't want that status, if she could. Sometimes. She often wondered what would happen if they were sisters living in an ordinary family. Happiness? Or is it another annoyance?

"Me? You ask me? ”

"With a smile on your face, in fact, you are the most tragic kind of person, right? I heard that there was once a guy in the Grim Reaper clan who was similar to you, always smiling, but he was miserable in his heart and had a tragic ending. ”

"The Grim Reapers? I remember a race that has long been buried in history, right? Well. I've encountered it before, and it's really tricky. ”

"Tricky? Do you know the Grim Reaper? ”

"Huh. A little bit of it, a little bit of it. ”

"You've fought before, right?" Remilia was almost certain that this wasn't speculation.

"Ahaha, is it all right? Still, I was surprised that you would know. ”

"It's just a little bit of an impression, I've seen it in books before." Met that guy again.

Opening a slight gap, Gerals said, "Looks like something happened, right?" ”

"You can see it clearly." Cut, an old fox, is it really a lot of words that must be lost? Remilia's current age is nothing to mention in front of this guy.

The Grim Reaper, once a battle clan of the Yggdrasil (Odin) lineage, corresponded to the Death Legion led by Hades, the younger brother of the god king Zeus. When the gods and demons were fighting, in order to drag down Hades's army, they died with him under the decision of the commander, which was the most severe and huge casualties of the two factions of Yuktrasil and Zeus.

When she met Onozuka Komachi, Remilia vaguely felt something different, but she didn't think much about it, and it was only later that it was determined by some fragments seen in the power of fate. It was also at that time that she understood why that guy was obviously similar to an ordinary person, but he had a stronger death aura than any necromancer.

It wasn't just the breath of death on her body, but also the smell of countless undead! No wonder I didn't hate her as much as I hated those necromancers at that time.

"yes, I've been studying you for a long time."

"Hey, hey, you're not going to spy on us, are you?"

"How is that possible? There is no way that someone of my integrity would have done such a thing. Gerals opened his eyes, "Besides, you look like a washboard that has not been nutritious for 10,000 years, how can I be interested in you?" ”

"You guy!"

"Ahaha, don't be angry, don't be angry, although I don't think you can stand out no matter how much you grow."

"I want you to take care of it, let the old lady die!" If it weren't for being restrained, Remilia would definitely kill the guy in front of her at any cost, at least tearing that hateful smile to shreds.

"So, take your time to find the fate of Girona. When the time is right, I'll let you out~"

Seeing that Geralis was leaving, Remilia shouted, "Wait a minute, what is your purpose here?" ”

"The purpose? Yes, what is the purpose? Asking himself, Gerals seemed to be extremely happy, "I don't tell you~"

"Get out!"

"It's a vicious airport, and I don't know if anyone will want you in the future, ahaha...... This is another curious thing. ”

With a malicious laugh, Gerals walked out of the basement.

Purpose? Over the years, the purpose has rotted. The only thing I hope for now is to have more pleasure~ Rao Majesty Xià I'm afraid they are still "playing" in a certain world, and maybe they will encounter some trouble. Anyway, if they don't come, I won't go to them.

Why? Needless to say, trouble! What's more, with "that guy" here, even in the heyday of my king Rao, it won't help.

A room above the basement was filled with divine light power, and one of the petite figures was constantly punching forward.

"But, damn it, why can't it be broken!"

His hands had been corroded by the power of light, and from time to time a piece of tender flesh had fallen off his skin, and the fingers were almost all white bone, with a little minced meat residue on them.

Despite this, both hands did not stop moving.

In fact, it's not that the front barrier can't be broken, but the self-recovery ability of the barrier itself is too strong, and at most the opening of a palm piercing the palm will immediately restore it to its original state.

Flandoro tried to rush out at once many times, but was helplessly left with only one wound. If it weren't for the contractual relationship, she might even have died because of it.

Rao is so, this little clumsy vampire is still trying in his own way.

Strictly speaking, this is not a world, but a subspace, and therefore Ye Bainian has no trace of Flandorow - Geralis himself is on the edge of the Holy See of Light and the British Empire, relatively close to the latter.

When Remilia was changing her position, she met Flandoro who came to look for her, but was caught by Gerals by chance.