Little Tyrant Doesn't Want to Meet with a Bad End

"Body protection spell... oh, you mean this."

Hearing Noelle's words, the black-haired boy touched his chest and picked up a small amethyst pendant.

【Xili's Protective Stone】

[A protective spell made by Siri, a great scholar in Bronya, the country of scholars, can resist several attacks by high-ranking extraordinary people]

This thing is the protective spell that Cartier gave Roja after the birthday party. Although it seems that it can only block several attacks by high-ranking extraordinary people, it seems useless, but in fact, it is almost impossible for high-ranking extraordinary people to engage in assassination .

After all, when the source level is above 3, they are all the leaders of various countries and organizations. It’s just like the boss of Meituan will not deliver food. The targets of their actions must be equal. Impossible, some of their staff are professionals who do this, and the effect may be better than their own hands.

And most importantly, if you really want to be targeted by them, the problem cannot be solved by one or two protective charms.

Roja's amethyst pendant belongs to the energy storage type. If several high-level supernatural beings' attacks are converted into low-level ones, it will increase geometrically. Although there is a restriction that it cannot be moved during use, it is still a piece of jewelry in general. Pretty good stuff.

"I've been carrying this with me lately, is there a problem?"

"No, nothing, just asking."

"...Could it be that we are in any danger?"

Roja frowned sensitively after hearing Noelle's words. The girl had a bad appetite today and was preoccupied. Asking this question couldn't stop him from thinking about it.

Miss Angel was silent for a while, and after a long time, she hesitated to express her inexplicable uneasiness.

"Oh, it's like a prey being targeted by a hunter, like a soldier being targeted by an arrow, like a slave about to be trampled, this..."

What the hell is this last one?

Roja twitched his face and couldn't help complaining in his heart, but he immediately realized the seriousness of the problem.

"I just feel that way, but there's no evidence, it could just be a general bad mood, so..."

"No, I believe you."

"Hey?"

The blond girl's eyes widened in surprise, and she found that Roja's expression on the opposite side was very serious, obviously attaching great importance to Noelle's feelings.

"This, this is it."

Favorability +200

The girl who felt that she had received special attention couldn't help but blushed, and couldn't help but feel a little happy, but Roja on the other side obviously felt heavy.

Noelle feels flustered. This is by no means a trivial matter. This young lady is of angelic bloodline. It is very likely that the bloodline ability has the ability to seek good luck and avoid evil, similar to a woman's sixth sense, so Roja absolutely must Pay attention to her feelings.

As for rational thinking... Does life need logic? Okochi, the great prophet in the previous life, taught everyone several lessons.

"Come on, let's go to the study room, which is the core area of ​​the Labyrinth Pavilion and the safest."

Roja, who had a strong sense of crisis, jumped off the chair and took Noelle's hand and walked away. While walking, he gave orders to Mia, who was full of eyes, for Noelle.

Not to mention martial law, patrolling, and being ready to fight at all times, Roja even connected to the emergency contact equipment of the Acate family, ready to ask for help from his father and the Holy See immediately if there is any trouble.

After making all possible preparations, Roja took Noel back to the study, but this time his mind was no longer on those little pornographic books handed down by his ancestors.

I hope Noelle's feeling is wrong.

Thinking so, the boy closed the wooden and metal gate.

Chapter 64 Night of the Devil (4k)

In the dark castle, in a room where the entrance could not be found, the blond man with a cold face looked up at the portrait floating in the air, and gradually frowned.

After nearly a month, the predicted oil painting is completely different from the last time Brian saw it. If the last oil painting was the random work of a clumsy painter, then this time it is a masterpiece by a famous artist, and the overall rise more than one level.

The teenagers and girls who were unrecognizable in the previous paintings are now lifelike, and the surrounding environment and buildings have become clearer. Normally, this is a good thing. The clearer the foretelling painting, the closer the time to the prophecy's realization, and the closer it will be. It is even more difficult to change. The oil painting in front of me is almost completed, and it represents that the boy from the Arkat family and the girl from Heathcrete are about to suffer.

However, Brian has a different opinion on this point, after all, he has already suffered a loss in prophecy once.

"This picture is not their death scene. From this point of view, the ending is not certain."

Brian said this indifferently, obviously not optimistic about Lao Shizi's prophecy, and across the long table, [Collector] also laughed lightly.

"That's right, but it's hard for them to escape bad luck after the portrait has been completed to this extent."

"Who did it?"

"The Mithril Priory, of course, there may be another black hand behind the scenes. They wanted to cooperate with us, but I refused."

"Refused?"

For the first time, Bryan's voice was a little suspicious. He looked at the figure in the dark and searched for his meaning with his eyes. [Collector] saw this:

"I'm not optimistic about them. This time, it's not just the Akater family, but also the Heathcrete family. The inherited family represents a variable. It's okay to have one. Two at a time may cause too many variables."

"However, in order to express our position, I still sent a precious assistant to fill in the gaps in their plan, which can increase their success rate to some extent."

"What about this painting?"

"I have shown them, but they don't think it is a sign of failure. Some people don't believe in our prophecy, and some people think it is an opportunity. Now there should be theirs in every street in the holy city that is suspected to be the location of this painting." People get mixed up in it."

The tone of [Collector] became more cheerful, and seemed to be a little mocking. Brian listened to the cooperation and disputes within these cult organizations, but the expression on his face did not change. He just stared at the painting, as if there was something there It kept attracting his attention.

The abnormal performance of the blond man naturally attracted the attention of the figure, the laughter stopped, and the [Collector]'s tone was filled with curiosity.

"You've been staring at this painting since the very beginning. What's going on? I don't see many things that interest you. Is it this boy?"