‘It’s so strange that you can talk to me with consciousness. ’

‘Stop talking nonsense, talk about your opinion. ’

‘You are free. Acelia said indifferently. ‘Anyway, I’m just idle. Rather than just looking for it, I’d better follow what the girl said. In India, where there are so many myths and legends, there will definitely be gods coming. ’

"But I don't want to go to Ah San's country..."

Thinking of the various legends that he had seen before, Luo Pei felt a little faint.

For example, taking a bath with a corpse...wiping the toilet with your hands...well, there are also many crimes that women hate the most.

To be fair, Rope didn't like this nation very much, so he was disgusted with going to India.

‘Do you love to go or not. ’Acelia was furious. ‘You asked me to say something about it, but you didn’t go, why did you ask me? Or go straight to Sardinia to get a house, get two girls to take care of them, and wait for a year's time to play with Veleslana and Merka. ’

‘Uh...then I will definitely be bored. ’

After thinking about it, Rope still rejected this attractive offer.

In the end, he decided to go to India.

"Ms. Erica, I'm very interested in your proposal. I don't know who can give me a plane ticket to India?" Rope said with a smile. "I don't have much money."

"certainly!"

Erica gave Liliana a "look" expression, and Liliana also smiled in relief.

It seems that this new king and Salvatore Tony are the same type, and they both like to fight against the gods of disobedience... Liliana thought secretly.

But next Erica's words made her absolutely wrong.

"If the king wants to travel, I will wait for the'Red Copper and Black Cross' to serve with all my strength, and we will arrange the planes and accommodations for travel along the way."

"Erica...!?" Liliana looked at her girlfriend in astonishment.

"But thinking of the king, you may not be familiar with the Indian environment. I am Erica Browntree willing to serve as your guide to help you solve problems."

Ignoring Liliana's surprise, the blonde girl spoke naturally and gracefully.

interesting.

Of course Rope knew what Erica meant by doing this.

If you can get the favor or support of a godslayer, you can make an Italian first-class magic association directly rise to the top of the world, just like the royal factory of the British "Black Prince".

——The leader of Italy is this fool, and he can't blame his men for finding a way out.

Sure enough, IQ and wrist Erica are above Liliana...Lope looked at the dazed silver-haired girl, and thought of hating iron and steel.

He said those words just now, and he was in the ‘Bronze Black Cross’ chassis. Of course, Liliana should stand up and respond.

Conscience, Rope prefers the innocent Liliana more than Erica.

But it would be too shame to take it back again, and Rope could only follow Erica's words to respond.

"Of course, it is my honor to get Miss Erica's help." After the courtesy, Rope stood up and walked out, bypassing the two ladies and out of the room.

"I'll go outside, Miss Erica, please help me prepare for my trip to India."

"Yes." Erica said respectfully.

After Ropey had gone for a long time, the blonde girl who had maintained a graceful posture retracted into the sofa as if she had no bones.

"Look at that person's eyes, Lily, you please him more than I do."

Erica mumbled dissatisfiedly. She has already seen that, who is good at observing words, expressions and communication, Luo Pei's eyes have been on Liliana, and her pure appreciation of beautiful women.

"Um... Lily, is it possible that you have some special relationship with the new king?" She said, she also gave a little thumb.

"You, you, you, you...what are you talking about!"

Being molested by her partner, Liliana made a big blush in an instant.

"Luo Peiqing and I have a very ordinary relationship! It's not as unclean as you think Erica! ... Well, Erica, you bullied me again."

"Oh~ It turns out that the king's name is'Lope', which is really good."

When she saw the blonde girl's playful expression, she knew it was just another bad joke—just like she had done before.

She hesitated for a while, but still asked her own question.

"Erica, why did you take the initiative to act as Luo Peiqing's guide? You are not very familiar with the geographical environment of India, right?"

"Lily, you haven't realized what it means to be born a new godslayer."

Erica kicked off her high heels and lay her beautiful legs on the sofa comfortably.

"The world has only seven kings on the earth that no one can resist. The place where they live is their country. They hold the strongest power in this world, and only they can fight against the gods of disobedience. The guardian who loves and fears mankind."

"Luo Peiqing is the king of rebirth. We are fortunate enough to witness his birth. If we don't seize the opportunity this time, we may not have such good luck in this life." She continued. "Our leader said that it sounds good is a sword idiot, and that it sounds bad is a fool. It is impossible to gain much benefit by following him, because this kind of person will always only take care of his own pleasure and ignore his subordinates. It's very necessary to find wise."

"So you want to take refuge in Rope?" Liliana asked.

"There is no choice." Erica smiled wryly. "The black prince has his own power to serve, the martial arts king is far in the east, the demon queen's whereabouts are uncertain, no one knows who he is, the marquis is moody... these are not good candidates, not as good as Salvatore. Woolen cloth."

Liliana thought, as Erica said, if you want to continue to develop associations at this stage, it is indeed the best choice to take refuge in Rope.

"But you can't do that..." Liliana said blushing. "It feels like a woman who sells her hue..."

"Yeah~" Erica made a weird voice.

"What...what are you doing?" The silver-haired girl instinctively sensed something wrong.

Her hunch will be established in the next moment.

Erica swooped and pushed Liliana to the ground and snarled. There was a soft blanket on the ground, so the two ladies were not injured.

"Lily, you know this kind of knowledge, it seems that you don't want to be such a lady on the surface."

"Ah!...you fellow, don't touch anything!"

In the play of the two girls, the repertoire that became the ‘Milan Disaster’ and the ‘Day of Madness’ by later generations finally came to an end.

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Chapter 27: Known to the world, arrived in India