My daughter is amazing

Chapter 42 42. Why is this person like this?

Orianna looked at Luo Er who was being intimate with her daughter, and then exchanged glances with the butler who barely got up, and saw the astonishment and shock on his face.

She had imagined Luo Er's strength and guessed that he might be very strong, but she didn't expect that she not only underestimated his strength, but also overestimated her own imagination.

The power shown by Rolle can no longer be explained by the existing supernatural theory.

People who obviously don't have the slightest power fluctuations in their bodies, don't even know how to perceive, and have never studied the supernatural theory in detail, can they have this kind of swordsmanship that is far beyond common sense?

Moves that are so fast that you can't see the movement, steps that move almost instantly, unimaginable power, and the magical function that can break through space rifts...

Is this really something that pure swordsmanship can do?

What is even more frightening is that with her saint-level knowledge and professor-level knowledge, she can't tell how strong Luo Er's swordsmanship is, and she can't truly feel his strength.

Orianna looked down at the ground again. After a great battle, the originally smooth and clean streets became potholes and cracks everywhere.

But none of these traces were caused by Rolle.

This means that his control over his power has reached a level that ordinary people cannot understand.

According to the existing supernatural theory, the stronger the power used and the stronger the attack, the more difficult it will be to control, so as a saint, she can't fully fire in the city, otherwise she won't be suppressed so embarrassingly up.

But Luo Er seems to be completely unaffected by this objective law...

Orianna originally wanted to savor the various shocks that Rolle brought to her for a while, but her mind suddenly got stuck, and a strange thought came out of her mind uncontrollably:

snort!What's the use of being great?A big pig's trotter who doesn't understand at all...

After this idea came up, she couldn't help showing a helpless wry smile on her face, and quickly said to the housekeeper:

"If I lose my composure, please bear with me..."

After all, she sat on the road in the posture of a duck, her expression was in a daze, her fiery red eyes began to become watery, and tears were already ready to burst in her eye sockets, as if she had suffered some great grievance .

However, the short skirt on the legs was well covered, and no light was lost.

After coaxing his daughter for a while, Luo Er went back to the butler, helped him up, and finally walked to Orianna, and saw her lowering her head and wiping tears?

No way?This is what made you cry?

"Are you OK?"

Rolle asked.

Orianna raised her head slightly, her eyes were red, she sobbed a bit, and uttered a tender moan:

"Hey~"

Hey Hey hey?At any rate, he looks a bit like a teacher!

Luo Er slandered in his heart, and asked again:

"Can you still stand up?"

Orianna shook her head vigorously, stretched out her hands towards him, with tears still hanging from the corners of her eyes, and said delicately:

"Woo~ I was injured, it hurts so much, I have no strength..."

Luo Er was speechless, what happened to this guy?Wasn't it normal before?Why are they suddenly different?

Seeing this scene, the steward at the side couldn't help but sigh with emotion. It seems that the price of the Saint of Flame is as expected in the legend...

According to the information collected by Anya's father, the man-made false sacred object held by Orianna, that is, the magical and weird weapon, will make her become extra casual for a certain period of time after use. The origin of sex.

This price doesn't sound like a serious one, but in reality, I'm afraid it's not as simple as being casual. Looking at Orianna's appearance, how can she still look like a saint?Just like a little girl who likes to act like a baby.

The price is probably losing the will to fight for a certain period of time and becoming coquettish and weak. If there are still enemies attacking at this time, she will probably just cry and scream and crouch with her head in her arms, right?

Sure enough, the pseudo-sacred object, which is between the holy object and the quasi-sacred object, has no better performance than the quasi-sacred object, but it has to bear a very troublesome price, and the price/performance ratio is really low.

Luo Er took a closer look at Orianna who suddenly became soft and cute, and found that she should be fine, so he ignored her and turned to check the passers-by who passed out.

Seeing that he didn't pay much attention to her, Orianna muttered in a low voice with an aggrieved face:

"Didn't you see that I was injured too? It was so painful just now!"

"Hmph! Men are really heartless pigs!"

It seems that this price may also have some symptoms of princess disease...

Luo Er checked the conditions of the passers-by around him, and they were okay, but fell into a deep coma. It seems that this Rice Cake Man didn't waste his power on these non-threatening passers-by, but his philosophy is somewhat similar to his.

But he suddenly thought of something, hurried back to his daughter, and took out the booklet from the doctor from his left hand.

He turned to the page that recorded the healing technique, looked at the prayer written on it, and said in a deep voice:

"Don't be afraid of difficulties, face it with a smile!"

As soon as the words fell, that page turned into a little bit of magical light, falling on Keli.

Keli's injury was on her shoulder, it wasn't serious, it was just a superficial injury, but it made him very distressed, and he was worried that the scar would be left in the future, so that his daughter would not be able to wear beautiful dresses with off-the-shoulder in the future.

So without hesitation, he used the magic spell that could only be used once in three days on his daughter.

"Huh? Dad, what is this?"

Keli blinked her eyes and asked a little strangely.

"A little trick."

Luo Er replied, looked at Anya who was still unconscious, thought for a while, turned the booklet to the calming technique for stabilizing the mind, and continued to say the prayer:

"The best way to get rid of fear is to face it!"

Another ray of light from a divine technique lit up and landed on Anya's body.

Her originally frowning brows were slightly relaxed, her long eyelashes trembled slightly, and the expression on her face eased a lot.

Orianna, who was sitting on the ground not far away, watched this scene, and couldn't help muttering:

"What about me? What about me?"

Luo Er didn't hear her voice, and even if he did, there was nothing he could do, so he continued to help others.

Orianna's cheeks suddenly puffed up with anger, and she grabbed her skirt with both hands, and said with an aggrieved look:

"Obviously he was the one who suffered the most serious injuries..."

She was indeed seriously injured before, and her limbs were almost cut off, but the physique of the saint allowed her to instinctively shield the pain at the moment of injury, completed the hemostasis, and used spiritual power to connect the broken muscles, and started Quick self-healing.

So it looks like it's just a minor injury.

(End of this chapter)