I take the witch with me to conquer the world

In the splendid room, the dazzling crystal chandeliers hung high, like radiant stars dotting the dark night, shedding thousands of rays of light. The exquisite murals on the walls depict ancient myths and legends, which are colorful and lifelike. Luxurious fur carpets are laid out indoors, giving people a dual visual and tactile enjoyment.

However, in this luxurious room, scenes of thrilling fighting were staged. The soldiers were wearing strong armor and holding sharp knives in their hands, fighting each other in the spacious room. Their eyes burned with extreme madness and frightening greed. Every slash and every thrust embodies the meaning of life and death. The power of fighting.

Blood soaked through the gorgeous carpets and flowed between the exquisite furniture, in stark contrast to the luxurious decorations. The air was filled with a strong smell of blood that was suffocating. The soldiers' screams like wild beasts and the metal collision of swords intertwined together to form a sad war song.

In this cruel battle, Ulysses walked into the center of the battlefield with a smile, his leisurely strolling posture, as if everything around him had nothing to do with him, and he was just inspecting the back garden of his home. That’s all! And the terrifying roars and metal collisions that came and went all around him seemed to be his accompaniment.

I saw Ulysses smiling and humming an ancient minor tune. The steps he stepped on coincided with the rhythm of the minor tune. The surrounding sounds turned into passionate accompaniment, singing his praises.

Deep in love, Ulysses came under the crystal chandelier, snapped his fingers with a 'click' sound, and then a mesmerizing smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, which looked extremely beautiful under the suddenly magnified light.

Soon, the massacre between the soldiers ended, and a soldier covered in blood and looking crazy stood in the banquet hall filled with blood. The sharp sword in his right hand has been curled, which shows that he has harvested a lot of lives. In addition to the blood mixed together, the armor on his body has several extremely deep cracks.

Ulysses looked at the soldiers who survived the massacre, with a bright smile on his face: "You must be very tired after killing so many people. Do you want to take a rest?"

The soldier didn't reply. He stepped forward with his sword and slashed the long curled sword in his hand without any method. In response, Ulysses stretched out two fingers and easily clamped the steel knife. He seemed to praise, but also seemed to be sarcastic: "You are so brave..."

The next moment, the long knife shattered instantly, and the soldier lay directly on the ground, motionless. He smiled and said: "It's miserable. Your master was bewitched by the devil, and you were also bewitched by your master to die..." His last tone was long, and then he changed the topic and said with a smile: "So are you interested in doing something for me? Where are your comrades in arms, avenging yourself?"

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The next morning, Fang Sheng woke up on time according to his biological clock, looked at the dark cell, and curled his lips. At this time, a voice came from next door: "Mr. Roland, are you awake?"

Hearing this, Fang Sheng smiled helplessly: "Correll, you can just call me Roland." After chatting last night, Fang Sheng had a rough understanding of the young man opposite him. His name was Corell. He joined the army at a young age, and his life in the Aramean army was pretty good, and he was very satisfied with his military career, except for the heavy training. But unfortunately, after only one or two months of training, he followed His Majesty the War Paladin to station in Hailagt City.

What happened next is known to everyone. He luckily survived on the battlefield, but was captured and became the current gladiator.

"This is not acceptable. Although Mr. Roland is not a transcendent knight of Alan, he is still a transcendent. I cannot be rude to a transcendent." Corell refused righteously.

Fang Sheng smiled lightly: "Hey, Corell, what do you think of extraordinary people?" He felt that it was necessary for him to educate Corell about extraordinary people. Not all extraordinary people are like the extraordinary knights of the church. , humble and courteous, respecting the old and loving the young, restraining the strong and supporting the weak.

For a moment, the voice on the other side fell silent, and the young man began to think about this issue. Fang Sheng was not impatient because he could probably guess the image of a transcendent person in Corell's impression.

After a while, Corell said seriously: "Friendly, strong, heroic, fair, able to help the weak, not relying on his own strength to bully others, humble and polite..." Various words of praise came from Corell. You spat it out, and Fang Sheng smiled slightly, it was exactly what he thought.

After the praise ended, Correll concluded seriously: "Mr. Roland, this is the extraordinary person in my eyes."

"Unfortunately, Corell, you are talking about the extraordinary knights of Aram, that is, the church knights. But this is not the impression of extraordinary people. Your stable life in Aram makes you think so. It is normal. Aram is A very beautiful place. But you have to understand that no matter how beautiful a place is, there will be dirt, even Aram is no exception."

Fang Sheng was telling the story, and he was surprised to find that he thought Correll would refute him, but he didn't. Instead, he listened patiently and responded from time to time. This made him want to continue explaining even more

"Not all kingdoms are like Aram, and not all extraordinary beings are like the knights of the church. It is true that extraordinary beings are powerful, but not all extraordinary beings are friendly, just like Ste, in this country, The strong possess everything. The extraordinary beings of Sturt are called the jackals of war. They have great power and high status.

The extraordinary beings of St are aggressive. In this world where force determines everything, they will not help the weak, nor will they be humble and polite. This is the difference between the extraordinary people of the St Empire and the extraordinary people of the Aram Empire. This can be said to be a stereotype, but most of Stella's extraordinary beings fall into this situation. "

Corell nodded in agreement, he understood this truth, and then listened to Fang Sheng continue to narrate: "This type of extraordinary people are relatively incompetent. They belong to extraordinary people who abide by order, but this order depends on where the extraordinary person is. Environment. In addition to this type of lawful extraordinary beings, I think you should have heard of chaotic extraordinary beings.

For example, demon warlocks, necromancers, etc., they believe in the devils in the abyss or the devils in hell. Good things never have anything to do with them. Whenever bad things are mentioned, they are probably among the best. They are typical chaotic extraordinary beings. "

After Fang Sheng finished talking about law and chaos, he added that extraordinary people like magicians generally belong to the neutral camp.

"Mr. Roland, what camp of extraordinary people do you think you belong to?" Corell suddenly asked.