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Seeing that he didn't have the shy blush of a little boy, Malika pouted her mouth and murmured dissatisfiedly before letting him go. She immediately hugged the majestic peaks with her arms, leaned against the orb of pyroxene and talked -

"...Wandering in the border area, aren't those beings who are soaked in death, rejected by the Golden Law, and immortal, the best experimental subjects?"

"You mean the Deadborn?"

"Hmm~ Yes, later generations will call them the Deadborn." Malika nodded along with his intention and continued: "If you use Godwin who cannot return to the tree for experiments, I won't mind either. "

"Stop your cleverness, Malika." He saw through this woman's intention at a glance: "You are nothing more than a son who wants to be resurrected by my hands. Don't think I can't see it."

Malika paused and said with a half-smile, "I didn't say that."

Even though her purpose was revealed, her expression remained unchanged, and the calmness in those golden eyes was unprecedentedly deep, making it impossible to see through.

However, Malika's suggestion reminded him of someone.

He is also infiltrated by the power of death, but unlike Godwin, who was killed by the destined death. At this moment, his body is covered with vines of death, so he is suffering from pain and wandering on the edge of death...

"It seems that you have already decided on the target. Malika's eyes revealed a glimmer of light that penetrated his heart.

"That's right."

Su Feng did not hide anything and nodded and admitted:

"Compared to the Godwin who lives in legends, who I have never met and has nothing to do with me, there is another person... who happens to have some connection with me, and I happen to owe him a favor."

What he was talking about was Roger who was still struggling for his life and had survived longer than previous reincarnations.

He happened to be going to the Round Table Hall, but he didn't know if that man was still alive...

"Just do it!"

Thinking of this, Su Feng stopped lingering and set off immediately.

However, before going to the Round Table Hall, he went to Abant Heim and took Jibril and a one-winged Flügel-Raphael with him.

I originally planned to take Azrael with me, but this guy suddenly seemed to have changed.

She turned into a dead otaku, staying in the city of monsters and refusing to go out, what else could she say——

"Hey~~~ I don't want to go out, meow~ Compared to me who can only kill, the mature and stable "Fourth Level Individual" Raphael-chan is more suitable to serve you, my master, meow~!"

He simply changed to Raphael, the more reliable Flügel recommended by Azrael.

But it wasn't just these two Flügels who followed...

"[Analysis] The space here is chaotic, and space jumps cannot be made at will."

"...This place...seems to have been there for a long time..."

The two Ex-Machinas, Ymiraiin and Hubi, looked around, looking around at this round table hall that had existed for so long that it was almost impossible to find it without guidance.

"It is of great research value. It seems that a certain secret method is used to create a space without any airflow, and you can still feel the breathing of the trees..."

The speaker was Xinke Nirvalen.

At this moment, she was holding her waist, gently stroking her smooth chin, shaking the two white lumps of fat on her chest, bending over to carefully observe the stone statues around her, as if she wanted to see some clues from the cracks in the stones.

As a forest elf species, its affinity for plants can be said to be the highest among all races.

When he saw the golden tree that towered into the clouds and almost covered the world, the six diamond-shaped eyes were filled with endless shock.

He even asked him to lead him to the Golden Tree on the spot, wanting to study it carefully.

She said that the existence of that tree was no less than that of the divine species, and completely superior to that useless old vampire, the divine species Kenas.

This gave him a new understanding of the Golden Tree for the first time.

"This time Xiaoji agrees very much with what this guy with long ears and scrap metal said~ It looks very historical~?"

Jibril was also observing the surroundings, showing a sophisticated face, maintaining an elegant look, and not drooling like a nymphomaniac.

She was more interested in the enemy's heads and the knowledge of other worlds than this ancient building.

At this time, Xinke stopped observing, turned around and taunted in the gentlest tone: "But, I don't need your approval as a devil? Why didn't a devil like you suddenly die outside? What a shame.”

"Are you really sorry? Even if you, the inferior long-eared guy, die, Xiaoji, I won't die either?"

Jibril replied like this, then turned around and saluted him: "Master, forgive me for overstepping my bounds. You made the wrong choice by bringing this long-eared one back. To know the excellence of the goblin species and its value, you must Much more than this long ear."

As if recalling the preciousness of the goblin species, Jibril swallowed her saliva and felt something close to "drooling".

"——What did you say?! You actually said that I'm not as good as those gophers?!" Xinke asked angrily.

"Oh, Xiaoji, am I wrong? A "living mineral vein" like yours that produces soul stones is not worth as much as the "True Spiritual Silver" and "Induction Steel" of the goblin species."

Xink and Jibril glared at each other like needles against each other, sparks constantly flying out of the collision of their eyes.

Even the mature and steady Raphael beside him couldn't help but hold his forehead and sigh when he saw them arguing. The only remaining eye showed helplessness.

She was used to things like this.

Ever since the elf was taken over by her current master, Su Feng, Abant Heim, the quarrels had never stopped.

It happens almost all the time.

Da, da, da——

Suddenly, the sound of footsteps echoed in the round table hall, causing the quarrel between Xinke and Xiaoji to come to an abrupt end.

Look at it at the same time.

They saw a guy who was wrapped in armor so airtight that even his face was hidden by a helmet and decorated with countless ears and eyes. He was walking towards them step by step on crutches.

This kind of dress is in the Round Table Hall, and there is no other person except [Sir Bai Zhi] Gideon Ofnir.

"...Messenger of Death?"

Gideon suddenly stopped and looked at the several beings who appeared here, especially when he saw the wings around Jibril and Raphael's waists, his expression paused slightly.

If he remembered correctly, the Death Messenger should be the legendary messenger who served the Death Bird.

But why does it appear here?

And this appearance seems to be different from the records...

And a few others...

"[Warning] The other party is trying to analyze this body."

"...Hubby...hate the look in this person's eyes..."

The voices of Ymiraiin and Hubi sounded one after another.

"He is really a guy who doesn't understand etiquette~ Master, Xiaoji, can I kill him, then dig out his eyes, crush them into food, and then feed them back to this person?"

"Why don't you give it to me as research materials~?"

There was a trace of madness in the pupils of both Jibril and Zink.

Although they will quarrel because of old grudges, they also understand each other's identities and will still speak out unanimously when they should.

Su Feng suppressed everyone's desire for blood and slowly walked forward to say hello——

"Long time no see, we meet again, Mr. Gideon."

"....Oh, it turns out it's you."

Sir Baizhi ignored the awe-inspiring killing intent emanating from the women standing behind Su Feng.

Although this kind of momentum is rare in the border area, as if he has experienced endless tempering of blood and fire, but he is also a faded person who has experienced hundreds of battles, and this level is nothing to him.

"...It seems that you have recruited some good subordinates..." Sir Bai Zhi said meaningfully: "Are you ready and planning to do that?"

"You know what I want to do?"

"Hehehe..." Sir Bai Zhi smiled and did not respond directly to his question. Instead, he said: "...I didn't misjudge the person at the beginning. You are indeed an incredible being. Now The queen has returned, the [Full Moon Queen] has also awakened, and [First King] Godfrey, who accompanied the queen in the battle, has also returned from outside the border area to recall his army. He is the only obstacle on your way to becoming a king... ..."

“But now it seems that everything is no longer a problem for you.

And, your goals should be more than just that. "

Gee, this guy's intelligence network is a bit scary.

It's comparable to Jiraiya's intelligence.

but--

"You want to stop me?"

Facing his question, Sir Baizhi just shook his head and said:

"I will not do such a stupid thing. I appear in front of you here. I just want to tell you that I will be neutral and witness all this with my own eyes——

Let’s see what you and your two fingers choose in the end. "

Sir Baizhi said word by word, and his face, shrouded in the shadow of the helmet, slowly turned towards the room that was slightly open, waiting for the destined person to enter.

For the first time, an almost weird smile appeared on the meticulous old face.

Volume 1: Chapter 208 Not leaving? Then I'll tie you up and go

After a brief chat with Sir Bai Zhi, the other party left and returned to the room filled with information and books.

It was like coming to the Round Table Hall for the first time, and the door was tightly closed.

This represents the position of Sir Bai Zhi——

Remain neutral, help no one, and ignore no one.

Jibril and the others were sitting around the round table minding their own business. Su Feng left them here and found Roger alone in the corner of the round table hall.

Buzz buzz~~~

Flies were still surrounding Roger, and his mental state seemed even more depressed than before, and there was a rotten smell in the air.

There isn't much time left to see it with the naked eye, but fortunately, it's still breathing.

He stepped forward and pushed the sleeping Roger's shoulder.

"....Woo."

Roger gradually woke up from his screams, opened his hazy eyes, and gradually refocused his sight——

"Ah, it's you, you're here again."

Seeing that it was Su Feng who woke him up, Roger still managed to smile with surprise, even though his body was so weak that it was difficult to breathe.

He tremblingly took out the Holy Grail bottle from his arms, and the half bottle of red dew liquid contained in it slowly swayed with his movements.

"Thank you for the Holy Grail bottle...it has allowed me to survive for so long - but I seem to be about to lose it. This may be our last meeting.

It's so nice to be able to see an old friend before he dies. "

As he spoke, Roger smiled in relief.

Although there are still some regrets in his heart, such as the fact that he can't do anything about the dead people, and that he hasn't had time to explore many secrets, but now he feels more relieved.

"What a pity. My journey to explore the truth has come to an end."

Just sigh.

"Don't be so depressed, things can still turn around." Su Feng patted him on the shoulder and said, "I'm here just to help you solve your physical problem."

"Thank you, you don't need to comfort me anymore." Roger didn't believe it at all, and smiled bitterly: "...Death has overly corroded my body, and now I have become half human and half corpse, neither human nor ghost. Monster, I know very well——"

"You think I'm joking?"

Su Feng interrupted him directly, and Roger reluctantly raised his head, staring at him for a moment with two cloudy eyes, and gradually revealed a look of astonishment.

"Are you really not joking?"

"Of course." Su Feng replied confidently, but then changed his tone, "It's just that this method is full of uncertainties for the time being. Maybe you will survive intact, maybe the process will be extremely painful, or maybe you will die from it. .

To be honest, I came to you mainly because it was my first time to try this method, so I came to you with the idea of ​​​​experimenting. However, the choice is in your hands. Should you just wait quietly for death to come, or should you take a gamble? Give it a try....I won't force it. "

He didn't hide anything and told Roger everything.

This is the greatest respect he can give to the client.

However, Roger smiled bitterly and shook his head: "...Mr. Su Feng, I am very grateful that you can tell me the truth, but in this matter, I feel that there is no need to choose."

For him, is there anything more painful now than suffering from the torture of death, watching his body gradually wither, unable to move and gradually dying, transforming into the dead?

"So, you've decided?"

"Well, I've decided." Roger nodded firmly and said, "Come on, Mr. Su Feng, I won't blame you no matter what the outcome is."