I take the witch with me to conquer the world

Hearing this, the smile on Lazaris's face seemed to grow wider. He admitted openly: "It is true that I don't like this kind of wrestling. Of course, I also don't like to regard fighting and honor as everything in life. War. War is war. No matter how many gorgeous rhetoric and noble embellishments are added, they are all in vain.

What's ridiculous is that because of these nihilistic things, countless people rush to the tragic battlefield just to win this supreme crown. But when they embarked on this road, they had already lost everything. So what if I finally win the shining crown? What they will face next is not just the enemy's sword. "

Roland on the side heard Lazarus's words, and the expression on his face changed again and again. At the same time, he looked around and figured out how to escape. In Ster's empire, if you say such outrageous words, you won't be afraid of Ster's lunatic plotting against him. However, because of these words, Roland realized that the person in front of him was not a transcendent person from St. These rebellious words were still in St.'s territory, and he just pointed at the God of War's nose and cursed him directly in front of the statue of the God of War.

In addition to the God of War, this well-dressed white-haired handsome guy also scolded another god related to war. The tentacles of the demon have already touched this place. This guy is really bold...

"Sir, don't panic. These people around us can't hear us. If you don't believe it, they are still intoxicated in the performance like wild beasts." Lazarus smiled and pointed to the surroundings. There is no such thing as art or performance. Within the scope of his work, he still felt that the cold instruments in the laboratory were more humane than these things.

"What do you want to do?" After a long silence, Roland asked this question. He looked alert, and the pink magic stretched out its tentacles, sensing everything around him. It has to be said that in terms of perception, the happy guys are the most sensitive in this regard, sensitive to everything, unlike the Qianqian guys, who are only sensitive to fate, destiny, and plans.

But sometimes this kind of sensitivity is not a good thing. When Roland controls this thing, he can always feel a strong and extremely strong love feedback to him. It takes him dozens of seconds to get past this love and identify it. Find out what you want to explore.

"Don't be nervous. I don't have any ill intentions towards you, sir. If I have any ill intentions towards you, I'm afraid your sir has already sensed it." Lazarus looked like he was having fun, speaking words that only he knew clearly. At the same time, he also felt the pink tentacles snooping around,

"So, you just came to talk to me?" Roland was a little in disbelief, and then he saw the corner of the other person's lips curling up slightly, and he nodded lightly.

"No, no, no, I just want to tell my husband. I believe that your husband has his own judgment and can judge whether my words are right or wrong." Lazarus narrowed his eyes and smiled. He originally only came to pay attention to Fang Sheng, but instead he saw a glorious believer who was very confused and obsessed with joy...no, lust.

Although Lazarus could see through Roland's current situation at a glance, he became even more curious, and the fire of scientific research burned brightly in his heart.

Roland hesitated, but finally nodded. He was indeed a little confused, and the words of the person in front of him seemed to say that he had seen through this confusion. Moreover, he felt that if he didn't want to listen, he would definitely not be able to leave. The white-haired young man in front of him gave people the feeling that he would definitely buy and sell by force.

"Cough..." Lazarus cleared his throat tactically, but just as he coughed, he realized that the person in front of him was not his close friend. He couldn't help but feel dark in his heart, and he couldn't help but put down the hand he raised into a fist. Roland looked confused. Under his eyes, he began to tell.

"I think you, sir, are still struggling with the owner of the power of love in you. In fact, I think that as long as you still believe in that noble goddess, you don't need to struggle with the devil lady." Lazarus said in a surprising way, A playful smile appeared on his face.

Roland's face sank when he heard this, but Lazaris quickly waved his hand, indicating that the other party should continue to listen to him.

"I believe that sir, there is no doubt about your faith in the goddess..." Lazaris, who had seen through Roland's fate, said, and he continued: "But that Miss Devil, or do you think she is really Miss Devil? She is not a sinful lustful succubus, nor is she a humble and miserable orc slave..."

He looked at the short life of the incomplete soul and said leisurely: "Sir, you actually have such an idea? Don't you?" Roland's face had calmed down, and he stared at Lazarus coldly, with glorious energy already accumulated.

"Even if it was just a brief thought, sir, I have to admit that she was never the half-orc slave Nimue you thought she was, nor was she the lustful succubus Mecantheut who only indulged in sexual pleasures you thought she was." Lazarus read. Looking at Roland who had calmed down, he shook his head slightly. Young people nowadays are impulsive. Obviously I am just telling you the thoughts in your heart and the results of your past destiny.

If this idea hadn't been suppressed in your heart by your faith, you might have started to miss you, the succubus Bai Yueguang! Lazarus thought in his heart, but he didn't say it out loud. It was impossible for the wooden priest in front of him to understand the meaning of 'white moonlight'. This was a vocabulary he learned from observing other worlds.

He continued to narrate, with no other intention, just to let this gentleman see his heart clearly, "When you met her for the first time, what was in front of you was the lustful banshee occupying the magpie's nest. But then , the Lustful Banshee was expelled by you, but you didn’t expect that the Lustful Banshee was too weak, or that she was too seriously hurt by the Grand Duke.

So your expulsion directly killed the banshee, but how can the body survive without a soul? The strong survival instinct follows the hope of glorious magic, and the broken soul and the broken soul merge together and become a new one. The soul has taken up residence in this body. Now, a miracle happened, but both of the two incomplete souls had incomplete knowledge of the world, so Nim, who had a weird and incomplete outlook on life, appeared.

This is the idea you got from consulting ancient books. I think you have not forgotten it. So you regret, you start to regret that if you spend two or three days educating this newborn, will she become a powerful succubus of joy? "

Lazarus stopped, looked at Roland who was still insisting, and his heart was slightly fluctuating, thought for a while and then said.