I take the witch with me to conquer the world

In the city lord's palace, still in the luxuriously decorated room, Ulysses with a smile on his lips was quietly listening to Fang Sheng's words.

When Fang Sheng finished speaking, Ulysses couldn't help but burst into laughter. However, this elegant man had extremely high self-cultivation and quality. He only chuckled for a moment and then immediately stopped laughing.

Immediately afterwards, Ulysses's voice suddenly changed, and the originally gentle tone suddenly became cold and threatening: "Then my dear Mr. Roland, have you considered carefully what consequences you will face after rejecting me? Woolen cloth?"

The moment Ulysses said these words, Fang Sheng, who was a few streets away from the city lord's palace, trembled in his heart. The goosebumps that had just calmed down surged up all over his body like a tide, making him shiver.

Fang Sheng swallowed a mouthful of saliva and was about to reply when Ulysses on the other side suddenly became friendly again: "Please don't panic, my dear Mr. Roland, I just made a little joke, please don't Seriously. The deal between us is not over yet, I can’t be a treacherous person and take action against Mr. Roland!”

Attack me after the transaction is over... Fang Sheng complained secretly in his heart. This thought flashed through his mind like lightning, but he was quickly suppressed. After all, it is enough to know this kind of thing well, but it is useless to talk about it. So he pretended to smile calmly and didn't reply.

But at this moment, Ulysses suddenly said: "It seems that Mr. Roland has a deep misunderstanding of me!"

Hearing this, Fang Sheng suddenly felt speechless. He knew very well that the so-called Grand Master Ste must have used his mind-reading skills again to spy on his fleeting thoughts just now.

"We have only met twice so far. Mr. Roland has really misunderstood me. I didn't do anything inappropriate to Mr. Roland when I was in Hailagt City. And this trip to Klaklan Well, I am just doing the honors of a landlord on behalf of my great Emperor, and entertaining Mr. Roland." Ulysses said deliberately, and the long years have taught him various ways of speaking.

Then he said: "After all, a person with such a distinguished status and reputation as Mr. Roland has come all the way. As the State Master of St. Petersburg, I naturally have to treat him warmly. Besides, with the friendship between our two countries for many years, 'Relationship, isn't it reasonable for me to do this?"

Listening to the gentle laughter from Ulysses, Fang Sheng couldn't help but feel a little helpless. He took a deep breath, tried to calm his mind, concentrated, ignored Ulysses' interference, and walked straight towards the city lord's palace.

And Ulysses seemed to have lost interest in continuing to talk to Fang Sheng. But thinking about it, Fang Sheng's current strength and realm are not enough to attract more attention and interest from him. And he will not be like a chattering woman, endlessly mocking and criticizing his state of mind.

As a result, the scene became a bit dull and boring... Ulysses thought: Since there is no fun to be found here, it is better to divert his attention and observe the actions of other people.

As a result, he leaned leisurely on the balcony railing, casting his gaze into the distance with interest, exploring the wonderful performances of the other supporting actors in this drama.

Let me see...what kind of situation is that glorious believer who can control the power of love flames? Ulysses murmured these words in a low voice, and at the same time began a journey of exploring Roland's whereabouts.

For Ulysses, this method of finding target people has become a bit redundant, cumbersome and inefficient, but he is still keen on doing things in this slow and slightly ritualistic way.

In fact, the reason is not complicated. If everything becomes so simple and direct, and even intermediate steps can be omitted, then such a day would be too boring, right? That kind of life is definitely not the lifestyle that Ulysses expected and pursued.

It didn't take long for him to find Roland's trace. After witnessing this scene with his own eyes, he couldn't help but smile. Immediately afterwards, he flipped his palm, and a glass of colorful, gorgeous and charming red wine appeared in his hand.

Taking a sip of red wine, he carefully watched the situation on the field.

After easily handling this group of alienated soldiers, Roland planned to leave the arena and walk towards the gate of the arena. But by chance, he ran into Antonio, the war priest, who was rushing over after finishing the gladiator.

Antonio stared at the mysterious man in black robes in front of him with burning eyes, and a strong sense of vigilance suddenly surged in his heart. He blocked the opponent's way without hesitation, holding the mace tightly in his hand, and asked in a stern tone: "Who are you? What is happening in the arena now?"

His eyes were as sharp as a hawk, as if he wanted to penetrate the man's black robe to see the truth hidden within.

However, what shocked Antonio was that despite his considerable strength, he could not see through the face of the man in front of him!

What's even stranger is that he actually feels from the bottom of his heart that this strange man in front of him is extremely handsome. It's really crazy! Antonio has always been very clear about his sexual orientation and he definitely doesn't like men. But at this moment, this sudden strange feeling was so real that it made him a little uneasy.

Although he didn't detect the breath of joy from this man, Antonio firmly believed that this strange feeling must be closely related to joy.

"Apostle of War, I don't mean any harm. Nothing happened to the civilians in the arena. But compared to this, I think you should pay more attention to the movements of the nobles. They are hosting this fight." Roland He said in a low voice. In fact, he wanted to say that no one was injured, but thinking about the civilian he sent to death, he couldn't help but change his words.

Antonio looked at Roland in front of him suspiciously, but finally let Roland go and walked towards the arena, preparing to appease the people.

When he slowly stepped out of the heavy door passage, a strange atmosphere hit him. However, when he actually stepped into the arena, a very slight "bang" sound suddenly reached his ears.

Antonio's heart suddenly tightened, and an ominous premonition came to him. He raised his head suddenly, and the sight in front of him made his eyes split open!

In the center of the arena, a middle-aged nobleman with an elegant figure and a handsome face stood. Under his feet was a huge magic circle carefully painted with blood. Its weird lines and bright red color seemed to be telling some kind of evil power.

What's even more creepy is that the noble is surrounded by countless civilians with dull faces and dull eyes. They were tightly clustered together, standing quietly like zombies, lifeless, as if they had lost their souls.