After trying to make an extra profit on the evil god, the idea fell through.

Olga picked up a glass of wine from the large plate of the attendant who passed by and sat up.

Didn't interfere with the thoughts of the women in front of him at all, and let them quarrel there and sneer at each other.

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It didn't take long.

By listening to their fierce verbal exchanges.

Orga has even improved her vocabulary and her use of the world's languages.

Half an hour later.

Although the two sides did not distinguish the winner or loser, under the strong onlookers of many onlookers, they still had to save face, and finally chose to take a step back and disperse, without embarrassing the scene too much.

And Golaner, who was holding back the fire in his belly, turned his head and saw Olga sitting on a sofa.

The expression is still that unhurried and calm.

She was a little upset and picked up a glass of wine.

Drink it straight away.

Then, he gently kicked Olga with his high heels, and asked with a very complaining face, "You really stay out of the matter and don't want to care about it at all?"

Olga asked calmly, "No, I don't have anything to do with them, so why should I care so much?"

After carefully observing Olga's face for a while, and finding that he really didn't care, Golan shook his head helplessly and sighed: "Those guys are your former female companions, your face is so cold, haven't you ever felt any compassion?"

After shaking his head, Olga didn't have any idea of trying to be tactful, and said directly: "Where do I have that kind of thing, in my opinion, the relationship between me and them is just a simple exchange of interests, and there is no such thing as emotional disputes. ”

At the end, he added, "At least for myself." ”

From beginning to end, the attitude is very calm.

And in the face of this situation, Golan could only shake his head helplessly: "You are really indifferent, I'm afraid you won't be tempted by any woman in your life, right?"

In her opinion, Olga's mentality belongs to fundamentally isolating herself and not communicating her heart with others at all.

Ignore all external factors!

I'm afraid I won't be able to really like anyone in this life, and I can't really get along with anyone.

Face her with this question.

In Olga's mind, a figure that had been dead for hundreds of years appeared.

She was the only person in Orga's life who had truly accommodated.

After thinking about it with a slight frown, he replied uncertainly, "Tempted?"

He himself didn't know how he felt back then, whether it was love or not, but it was indeed a taste that he had only experienced once in his life.

After destroying her with her own hands, the most direct impact was that there was not much humanity in the first place, and now it is basically gone, leaving only purer reason.

I heard this unexpected answer from Orga's mouth.

Golan looked at Olgar's expression for a moment, feeling the same indifference in the other party's heart, and thought a little puzzled: 'This ruthless fellow doesn't look like he has been moved......

So he asked a little curiously: "Can you be tempted, I don't know how beautiful the other party can be?"

After comparing the face in his mind with that of Golaner, Olga said calmly, "Just an ordinary person, far less beautiful than you. ”

A mortal in a low-level world is not comparable in appearance to a legendary-level elf in a high-level world.

Golan raised his eyebrows, and asked expectantly, "Then can I meet her?" I really want to see what a woman like you can love?"

What Golan didn't say was that she didn't have the idea of comparing herself face to face with each other.

After seeing this, Olga did not hide it, and said very calmly: "I can't see it, because she is dead, and I killed it with my own hands." ”

Golan was stunned.

After carefully distinguishing Olga's expression, and finding that he really didn't look like he was lying, a flash of realization flashed in his eyes.

I finally understood the main reason why Olga was so indifferent.

At the same time, he also put away a little caution in his heart.

For various reasons, the guy who can only kill his lover with his own hands has seen a lot of her thousands of years.

But there was no one among those who could be as calm and calm as Orgar.

'He's not something he can change......

Glaner clearly recognized this, so he wisely chose to give up some unrealistic thoughts.

However, she did not rise to the idea of staying away from Orga because of this.

Because for her, even if she can't reach a further relationship, it's good to be able to keep the situation she is in now.

Anyway, I won't lose.

In this regard, Orga did not say anything, and calmly accepted Goulan's choice.

At the end of the day, whether she wants to leave or keep the status quo is a trivial matter that doesn't cost her time to her.

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Dozens of days passed.

Olga is no longer in the rice specialty.

Because during this time, he had already collected all the information that Mi Ling should have collected, so there was no point in staying any longer.

At this moment he was sitting in a carriage, heading towards the most prosperous of all the surrounding countries.

According to the information he obtained, it was a country composed of a large number of magicians, and the circulation of all kinds of knowledge far exceeded the area where Orga was located, and most of the resources of the city of Mi were bought by them, and then filled in a steady stream of various magic experiments, like a huge gold-swallowing beast.

Compared to other faster modes of transportation, the reason why he chose to take the carriage was not because of anything else, but simply because he could see other things along the way.

I have to say that when the carriage is moving, the feeling of swaying is really not very comfortable.

After a while, the shaking of the carriage came to an abrupt end, and a very respectful voice sounded outside the carriage: "My lord, the convoy needs to rest for a while, you can come out and rest." ”

"Got it. ”

After answering casually, Olga stepped out of the carriage.

The groom, on the other hand, unsaddles the horses and pulls them aside to rest and graze.

Most of the horses in this world have traces of magic optimization in their bodies.

Since the ancestors, it has been implicitly transformed by the natives of this world, and it is much stronger than its distant relatives in the low-level world.

Even a regular civilian horse.

When pulling the carriage, it can also run at a speed of tens of kilometers per hour, and the endurance is excellent, and it does not necessarily get tired for two or three hours.

As for the war horse, it is like nuclear power, and it can be supported by a long-distance run for a few days and nights.

And this is one of the reasons why the regular cavalry can still maintain a good position in this place full of transcendents and serve as the main force in most wars.