My nemesis tempts me every day

It's just that I didn't see him for one night, and when he saw Ronoye again, Golando found that the young master suddenly became weird.

A few days ago, he had at least one pair of eyes protruding from the brim of his hat and the stand-up collar, but today he couldn't even find his eyes. From a distance, he looked like a wizard learning black magic.

Golando walked up a few steps and wanted to ask what was wrong with Ronoye, but the young master turned his head and slipped under his armpit.

Gorlando thought for a while, he played a little too much yesterday, but he wouldn't give him a cold face, right?

Is the young master so innocent?

……Have.

Gorlando stroked his chin and thought about it, and gradually felt a little guilty.

He smiled and caught up with Ronoye's cloak, bent down and asked, "Are you angry with me?"

He promised that he would responsibly make up for his "mistake" the night before.

Ronoye had been dreaming about Golando all night, and when he heard Golando's voice without warning, his heart immediately beat violently, hitting his chest painfully.

"It's nothing."

Ronoye struggled to finish speaking, and pulled out the robe that Gorlando was holding with his backhand.

The corner of the robe slipped from Gorlando's hands, and the person slipped away from Gorlando's nose. Gorlando looked at the back of the young master and the three maids rushing away, and raised his legs to catch up. However, Gusta At the same time, the husband's breath approached from behind him, and Golando paused for a foot that had not yet stepped out, and turned around using it as a fulcrum.

Gustav succinctly threw out the opening remarks: "Show me your staff."

Gorlando was speechless, he was really confident.

"The staffs of ordinary people are nothing to look at. 60.00% of the students of the Royal Academy of Magic use this kind of staff." Glando said.

Besides, didn't the Second Young Master read carefully the time he beat him?

Gustav, who has always had a face of ice cubes, failed when he said this. He couldn't hide his surprise and said, "You always use that staff?"

No wonder this commoner is skillful and ingenious in manipulating magic power, and the speed of chanting spells is smooth and fast, but the efficiency of summoning magic is always half a beat slower. It turns out that the quality of the staff is not good enough.

The kind of mass-produced goods from the Academy of Magic to distribute an amazingly talented magician like Gorlando is completely reckless for the latter.

"You never thought about changing to a better one?" Gustav asked again.

As soon as these words came out, Golando once again deeply felt the insurmountable gap between nobles and commoners.

Even for the standard staff of the Royal Academy of Magic, the price is beyond the reach of a commoner like him. If the former headmaster hadn't exempted him from all tuition and miscellaneous fees, I'm afraid he wouldn't even be able to use the cheapest standard staff. up.

Part-time work-study also has its limits.

After Gustav heard this, his eyes lingered on the plain, undecorated rustic staff around Gorlando's waist. The elemental factors around the staff could not resonate with it, and could only surround it sparsely. The front and back of the staff are in a state of depression, and one can imagine how bad the experience of using it will be.

Gustav's eyes became more and more serious. He circled Golando two or three times, moved his head and visually measured Golando's body shape and the length of various data, and finally said with a final word: "After a while, I will give you a Staff."

Gorlando picked his ears, flattered: "You said you gave me a staff?"

Although the first reaction is to be courteous for nothing, it is either rape or theft, but this temptation is indeed particularly attractive.

Who wouldn't be happy to have a chance to change the root, and it's not your turn to pay for it by yourself.

Thinking of this, Golando's smile is more than half sincere. He is an upright person. The second young master said that he would send him to keep him. There is no psychological pressure at all, so he didn't even have to evade. He nodded and said: "Then first Thank you in advance for your kindness."

Gustav was not moved by Glando's insincere thanks. He studied Glando's figure in all aspects, and asked solemnly: "What kind of magic are you best at using? How many units did it reach?"

In addition to these two most basic questions, Gustav also asked a lot of Golando's preferences in using magic, which gave Golando the illusion that his account was checked.

He saw the forbearable fanaticism and passion in Gustav's eyes, and if the other party found a rare treasure, he could not wait to pounce on him and dissect him thoroughly.

Gorlando answered Gustav's question as quickly as possible, waved his hand, and ran downstairs a few steps away.

Ronoye did not go far downstairs. He carefully leaned against the railing of the spiral staircase, and kept his ears open to pay attention to the conversation between Golando and his second brother upstairs. He heard that his second brother was going to give Golando a Ronoye was also quite surprised about the staff.

Then, Ronoye began to be unhappy about this matter again.

He knew very well that his second brother "took care" of Gorlando was due to his pursuit of magic, and the purpose of changing Gorlando for a better staff was mostly to have a good fight with Gorlando, which made sense. I understand, the young master still has a thorn in his throat.

Even he didn't think of changing a better staff for Golando, and he actually lost to his second brother in this regard.

Ronoye didn't know the meaning of his being angry, but many emotions were overwhelming, and it would never be easy.

After eavesdropping on the conversation, the young master grabbed the three maids before Golando went downstairs and grabbed him. Golando went downstairs and didn't see anyone, so he continued to walk outside the hotel.

But before he stepped out of the hotel gate, Ronoye retreated from the outside.

Gorlando couldn't see Ronoye's expression, but he could guess from the young master's behavior that the other party must be terrified.

He put his hand on Ronoye's shoulder and asked, "What happened outside?"

Ronoye didn't look back, his teeth chattered: "The people in the hotel...dead..."

Only then did Gorlando notice that they hadn't seen any waiter in the hotel since they left the room.

Ronoye stabilized slightly by relying on Golando's hand, and he asked Mavis aloud, "Mess, where's the store manager?"

Meivis replied with a sullen face, "Lotte and I talked to the store manager before breakfast."

Lotte also said: "Then the store manager said he was going to ask the staff to come back and clean the room..."

Ronoye said in shock, "So the corpses outside..."

He closed his eyes and clenched his fists.

It must have been done by the Inquisitors, it must have been them!

After hearing the general idea, Gorlando had a guess in his mind. Something happened to the people in the hotel, and it probably has something to do with the judge. They were traveling in secret, and the judge should not know their whereabouts. The assassination incidents are similar, the only possibility is the traitor.

In the hotel, he and Ronoye had not exchanged anything related to future plans, and hoped that the other party had not found out more information, otherwise the secret of Ronoye's seal awakening might be revealed.

Ronoye gritted his teeth, calmed down and said, "Let's go out and have a look."

Gustav also came down from the upstairs, and everyone went out of the hotel gate together. Glando was prepared after hearing what Ronoye said, but he was still dumbfounded when he really saw the tragic scene outside.

There are dead bodies of various shapes lying on the ground outside the hotel. It seems that the clothes are all employees of this hotel. There is no trace of magical attack on their bodies. It can be seen that these people were killed by non-magical methods. Dead, but seeing their death is cruel enough.

Some people were cut in half at the waist, and their internal organs and intestines flowed all over the floor;

The strong smell of blood wafted to everyone's nostrils, and once again faced the purgatory on earth, Ronoye couldn't hold it back, covered his mouth and retched a few times, Golando patted the young master's back when he saw this, and his heart was also in turmoil .

Is this a warning from the Judiciary, or a demonstration?

Or... just purely wanting to provoke them, plotting to make them mess up?

No matter what the possibility is, the Inquisition Division has gone too far.

Gustav left the scene first and checked the wounds of the dead. After a few minutes, he concluded: "It's not man-made, it's the work of a high-level monster."

Golando and Ronoye almost subconsciously thought of the three-winged fallen angel seen on Silvia Island.

Ronoye raised his head and asked, "Second brother, could that monster be a fallen angel?"

He casually described the appearance of the three-winged fallen angel.

With three wings on its back, double horns on its head, and long nails, no matter how you look at it, it is undoubtedly a fallen angel. It is so easy for a monster of this level to injure the dead present.

Gustav frowned upon hearing this: "Is it a three-winged fallen angel..."

He closed his eyes and thought for a while, then said, "If there are really only three wings, I think I've seen them before."

Ronoye was very surprised, and was about to ask more questions, when a group of people dressed like civilian self-defense soldiers came running from a distance.

Those people waved their arms and asked about their situation. They claimed to be the rebels who maintained order here. They hurried over when they heard that something happened to the hotel from the team members below.

Of course, before they got close, they saw the bloody scene outside the hotel. Dozens of people were silent at the same time, and their faces became solemn.

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