Under the Root

Holding Aika's slender wrist.Amidst the noisy voices of the surrounding passengers, Li Lin thought.

"By the way, where did Lu Qi go?"

"I was sent back to Akihabara." The girl's bright smile was no different from the past.

"Elquite?"

"Anyway, I'm tired of playing, so I can do whatever I want." True Ancestor nodded his head lightly, with a leisurely smile on his face.

"Well, that's fine." No matter how you look at it, it's inappropriate for an outsider to stay by his side, and it's also inappropriate to go back to Mr. Mouse—tsk, what a pity.

"what happened?"

"It's nothing, come, drink water."

He took out three bottles of chilled mineral water from the travel bag behind him, handed them to one left and one right, the traverser opened the caps of the bottles, and gulped them down.

The feeling of running water flowing into the throat made the hot sun at noon seem less harsh.

Then he took a deep breath, and the smell of the forest entered his nostrils.

It exudes the aroma of earth, and it is rare to breathe this kind of air near the bustling city.

Based on this alone, this trip is not in vain, and Kagura dance and the like are secondary.

"Why don't you just stay here until night and watch the fireworks show." Li Lin said casually as he wanted. "Compared to the crowded people above, it's cooler below."

"No."

"No."

But this time, Li Lin's suggestion was rejected by both left and right.

"...You guys? When did you become so uniform?" Li Lin looked around suspiciously.

"Because, uh."

"Because I have a tacit understanding with the little cutie."

"Is it...?" Li Lin's suspicion became more intense.

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"Good afternoon, Eltruchi. I'm here to save you."

The sun in the hotel is bright and dazzling. If it is an ordinary human being, they must like this kind of sunshine very much, so the owner of the voice likes the current weather very much.

Therefore, the owner of the voice is now in a good mood.

Pulling open the tightly locked wardrobe, the two ceremonies greeted the black Jijun who was tied into a ball with a smile.

"It's great to see that you haven't been dismembered by Aige. If I were to be dismembered, I'd still worry about how to put you back together."

"Woooooo."

"Oh, by the way, your mouth is sealed, right?" Yamato Nadeko snapped his fingers slightly, and the black tape on the black loli's mouth fell off as if it had completely failed.

"How is it, how does it feel?"

"The princess of the root, hmph, that's all she has. Isn't it just that you can get some convenience by relying on the root. You don't know anything without him." A voice as beautiful as a lark sounded, and Eltlu Qi straightened her small nose.Said unconvinced.

"Really." He raised his eyebrows irrefutably, Liangyi's indifferent face showed nothing.Then she looked behind her.

There are dozens of tall shadows standing in the sun.They cover their bodies with wide cloaks to keep the annoying sunlight from reaching them.

"What do you say?" Liangyi asked.

"You can't underestimate the princess who can defeat Her Majesty's roots." The first person to speak was a middle-aged man in modern clothes who was full of the smell of Wall Street.

He is No. 27 of the 14 ancestors of the Dead Apostles, one of the oldest Dead Apostles hidden behind the scenes Valerie Fernando Vandil Xiutam.

"I can tell by seeing your performance. The monster at the root is not an opponent at all." The next person who spoke was a gorgeously dressed woman, like the No. 15 ancestor of the dead aristocrat who reappeared from the noblewomen of the Renaissance. Leta Rose Ann.

"It's great not to be pointed at by that gun." Wrapped in black wings, the ancestor with a face like a crow is No. 16, the black-winged Lord Glaxogg Brakmore Ya.

"Your Highness, you are fine."

"Yeah, the root princess is really too dangerous. The king also..."

"Be careful!"

"Well."

It was black and white waiters who spoke words of congratulations.

Heiji's subordinate, Rui Zuoer? Stulut, the true demon holder of the magic sword, the sixth ancestor.And Faener Brad Sfelding, the Seventh Patriarch.

Excluding those who are temporarily unrecruitable, all the combat power of the 27 ancestors of the Dead Apostles has been assembled here in compliance with the king's order.

And there's the last speaker.

"Sure enough, my little cutie is very powerful." The black Ji Jun spit out the tone that would be all too familiar if Li Lin was present.

"Oh, mother."

"Lu Qi still has to work hard."

"Yeah." Like a very well-behaved kitten, Hei Ji nodded happily.