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Chapter 125 Really, You Never Know What You Will Be Because of the Game(2/2)

Speaking of this, Huang Lang paused deliberately.

Sure enough, Sir Einstad, as a pious guy, enthusiastically picked up Huang Lang's words:

"Yes, you are right. This naturally includes those J people. We will eventually lead them to the ultimate kingdom, just like we have been protecting their souls from evil spirits. This is our mission and responsibility.

It is also the source and foundation of our power."

[Did you hear that, Marta, nobles, you have to protect other people's souls from evil spirits. I'm curious about how you protect them]

[We need to investigate carefully, but the souls of those who survive in hells like Shimogang District have not been targeted by evil spirits. It turns out that it is because these nobles are protecting them...]

【How is it protected...】

[Master, you have one more headache, but it seems that there is no time now. Dinner time is over. Maybe you can ask the less scheming young lady on the way to the horse's tomb.

?]

【yes……….】

In response to the spirit son's communication, Huang Lang listened to the knight explaining the goddess's teachings. After listening for a while, he stood up to say goodbye and made an appointment with the eldest lady. After waking up, he went to the war horse of His Majesty Rasil I.

Take a walk around the mausoleum.

Walking on the street in the early spring night, in the slightly cold late spring chill, Marta hugged Huang Lang tightly with a look that could make the S eggplant of Chaldea and a group of female heroes mad to death.

"The harvest this time is not small, Master." Marta said with a smile.

"Indeed, I have gained a lot of mysteries," Huang Lang exhaled, "The Kabbalah noble promotion system, ha, this is really..."

Mata Harry was about to respond when suddenly, she and Huang Lang heard a voice that seemed to ring in their ears:

"Senior, be careful!!!"

!!!

Huang Lang and Marta, who were extremely horrified, turned back at the same time, but what they saw was a figure appearing from the sky like lightning, and what they heard was the loud sound of something extremely hard colliding against their ears.

The night wind howled, and Huang Lang was surprised to see the girl holding a shield suddenly appear. He was even more surprised to find another girl in the air, maintaining the posture of a raptor pouncing on food, holding a long sword with blood glowing in her hand.

, stabbed hard into the shield.

Around them, a seemingly infinitely long map scroll was flying, surrounding everything around them like a cocoon.

"Senior, be careful." Mashu, who arrived through the emergency spirit transfer, stared closely at a female assassin who turned around and distanced herself. "This guy... is a heroic spirit-like existence!!!"

"That's the heroic spirit...Thank you, Mashu..."

Huang Lang looked up at the strange heroic spirit standing opposite the three of them, with a solemn expression. Floating around them was the map scroll carried by the assassin who failed to kill the First Emperor. The assassin looked like Jing Ke, but

The weapon wielded by the assassin...

But why does it look so much like a poppy weapon?

What kind of monster is this?!

The strange heroic spirit suddenly started to move again.

Ah, the mysterious enemy suddenly appeared, a strange heroic spirit who looked like Jing Ke but was holding a poppy weapon.

What do you think this is going on?

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I hope you have fun reading it, and I hope the book you read is full of surprises
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