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Chapter 411: The Protagonist's Reaction

He smiled brightly, just like the kind of smile he used to have at Morrow, "And then prepare for the wedding, how about it?" ”

"What the hell are you ......" Adler looked at Roland's smile for a moment, as bright as that day's smile, but Adler was rarely able to struggle out and regain his senses without indulging in this smile.

"It's all you want, I said I don't want the demon party to be so chaotic anymore." Roland looked at Adler with a calm expression.

"What do I want? Do you really know what I want? Adler sneered.

"Let's take our time and don't rush." The sunny smile on Roland's face was replaced by a yin owl that crept up little by little, which made people shudder.

News of Quentin's execution reached Mondstadt, where Moro was having breakfast with Patrick.

The temporary rest in Mondstadt made her slightly relaxed, because of the serious injury, Dylan didn't arrange too many things for her, except for doing some integration work in the city, she was surrounded by Patrick, and even slept on the sofa in the cubicle of Patrick's room, so this relaxation and 24 hours a day after Mo Luo even became casual in his tone towards Patrick, she didn't wear a mask, just glanced at the newspaper lightly, "Hmm." ”

The news of Quentin's execution was reported on the whole page, and the newspapers trumpeted Roland and even Adler, and the praise made Morrow want to vomit. Indeed, when I woke up in the morning for breakfast, it was enough to see such a large page of bloody scenes.

Patrick's attitude towards the protagonist of the newspaper was a little dissatisfied, and he put down his glass and raised an eyebrow to see her expressionless, "That's how you reacted?" ”

"What do you think my reaction should be, I'll give you a show, I think my acting skills are pretty good and it should satisfy you." After laughing at herself, she drank the last mouthful of blood from the cup in her hand, pricked a bloody cake with her fork and took a bite of it, smiling slightly, "It tastes good, it looks like the chefs in Mondstadt are good." ”

She changed from a cold and impersonal woman to a scoundrel, falling off the altar but unfortunately the scoundrel is what Patrick is good at, and he can only be more scoundrel than her, so Patrick said, "I think it's not a good thing to have someone to prove your innocence at this time, especially before the peace talks, to fully show that your war has no name, and that people are the orthodox rulers of the demon party, and you are just an impostor with this army are rebels." ”

She had a rare appetite, and she ate a whole cake, and she did not hide the disgust on her face, as if she was disgusted by something, "I feel disgusted when I see the words in the name of Ales coming out of Roland's mouth. ”

She made no secret of her disgust for Roland, and Roland's hypocritical practices were really disgusting to her, nominally.

"Oh? What I want to know is, what are you going to do, when will you take off your damn mask, or this battle will be too boring, and I can't wait to see when Lorenzo knows you're still alive. Patrick put down his knife and fork, stared at her expressionless face, and found that there were still a few cake crumbs hanging from the corners of her mouth, and reached out to wipe it off for her, so hard that it distorted her beautiful face.