Rocot: Reborn

The ominous premonition in Roccod's heart became stronger, but he did not show it on his face. He knew that with Rodman's cunning, since he had put on a friendly attitude, without sufficient preparation or sufficient interests, this superficial peace would at least last for a while.

The dinner was arranged in the style of the future world. The silver-white tableware reflected the crystal light. Every meal exuded the alluring smell of high-tech nutrients and magic flavor. Rokod and Father Rodman sat down as host and guest. The two priests of the Church sat on the left and right, and Morisa sat on the other side of Rodman. When everyone was seated, Father Rodman, as the host, took the lead in raising the glass filled with magic juice.

"Lord Rocot, cheers to our cooperation and to your coming!" His tone was gentle, with impeccable hospitality.

Rocot raised his glass expressionlessly and clinked it with the other party's. He knew in his heart that no matter how polite Rodman was, everyone in front of him could be the murderer who wanted to kill him. The power of his previous life had already made him understand one truth: when facing enemies, the only way to be stronger than them is to be determined by any means.

The dinner went more peacefully than Roccod had imagined, but this only made him more nervous. The topic of conversation at the dinner table revolved around future cooperation. Rodman seemed to know what he was here for, and he played Tai Chi in a neutral tone.

Rocot was not in a hurry. He had already made up his mind that this banquet was just a clown show, and the real drama would be staged one by one in the blueprint of conquering the entire new world.

Rocot leaned back slightly, creating a little distance between him and the others present, which gave him a better perspective on their expressions.

But to his surprise, Rodman seemed to know this very well. He raised the cutlery and gently tapped the plate, making a crisp sound. Along with the tapping of the cutlery, Rodman's delicate and deep voice began to echo in the hall.

"Lord Rocot, on behalf of the entire Holy See, I would like to express my respect to you for your visit to our Holy See of Light. To express this respect, we have prepared a gift for you." Rodman paused, looked around to make sure no one was interrupting him, and then continued.

"Please enjoy it." Rodman said, and the curtains on both sides of the hall slowly opened, revealing the hidden stage screen.

A beautiful and slow music began to sound in the hall, and then the dancers walked out from behind the screen, stunning all the guests - they were all focused on the scene in front of them as if they were under a spell.

A strange light flashed in Rocot's eyes, and his heart skipped a beat before he regained his composure. The figure dancing on the screen was none other than his ex-wife, Limana. He still kept a polite smile on his face, but his heart was filled with turmoil.

Limana's posture was as graceful and energetic as ever. Every jump and spin seemed to be a silent temptation, as if conveying something to Rocot. Although it was a silent dance, the emotions revealed in her dance steps and expressions moved the guests at the scene.

Rocot felt mixed emotions. He knew that Limana was not as innocent as she seemed. This woman who was once his ex-wife and spent sweet time with him had a deeper and more secretive scheme than anyone else. Although he knew that the wine might be poison, he did not refuse it because he had already experienced an abyss of no return. If he could use this woman to consolidate his position, he would not mind dancing with her.

There was still singing and dancing in the hall, but Rocco knew that beneath the mask of harmony, a power struggle had begun.

After the dinner, on the way back to the embassy, ​​Rocot's thoughts were haunted by Limana's dance. Limana was once his ex-wife, and that has not changed, but what secrets and conspiracies are hidden behind her? Limana is as lively and seductive as she is on the dance floor, but what are her true intentions?

This powerful being who had once played with multiple nightmare leaders at the same time, made Roccod recall the past through just a dance. He felt that she was like a silent temptation, sending him a mysterious message, but he couldn't remember what the message was.

"Stop!" Rocot suddenly ordered, his voice slightly deep.

The attendant immediately stopped and saluted him respectfully. "Sir, what can I do for you?"

"I want to see the former commander immediately!" Seeing that the other party still did not respond, Rocot's cold tone revealed an irresistible command.

An hour later, Roccod finally met the former commander. He appeared calm on the surface, but his heart was in turmoil. He was not really impatient, but he always had an urge to uncover the mystery. In his previous life, he hated the former commander to the core, but now he maintained a secret mentality of success. Compared with Limana, he and the former commander had never been husband and wife, so the former commander had no soft spot in his heart.

"My lord, I know you have something to ask me. You must have seen those videos and then came here." The former commander said with a smile.