To the west of Roman Civic Square, the Twin Towers.
The two towering obelisks are a hundred meters high. The obelisks are in the shape of square columns and are made of a single piece of granite, with exquisite reliefs carved on them.
Under the deep dark night, they are like two dark giant pillars, guarding the weather-beaten Temple of the Sun King in the center.
Boom boom~
There was a roar from the top of the quaint and atmospheric spire!
Hundreds of meters high in the sky, in the surging spiritual wind, two graceful silhouettes passed by under the stars and moon.
The black silk robe fluttered in the wind, and the witch Josephina reached out and raised the radiant crystal ball.
Boo hoo hoo…
Accompanied by the harsh sound of breaking wind, a bright purple stream of light flew out of the crystal ball, piercing the night sky like a flashing arrow, shooting crazily towards the opposite side!
Opposite, a woman with an refined temperament floated in the night sky.
She was wearing a gorgeous, slim-fitting white dress, which matched her almost perfect figure. She was like a fairy who fell from fairyland into the mortal world, and was stunning and charming.
Facing the attack of thousands of purple light arrows, she stretched out her slender hand and flicked it in the void a few times. The melodious melody echoed in the night sky, and the purple stream of light was instantly defeated by the invisible sound wave!
The cool night breeze blew through the sky, blowing the witch's long purple hair. Her red lips parted slightly: "Lucy, why did you come to me when you are not studying your music at home?"
Lucy Wilson, [Singer] profession, the only female saint in Faloran, a fifth-level [Soul Singer].
"Josephina, I don't care if you are playing tricks in St. Joe's, but you shouldn't come to Farolland to fool around."
"Queen of Sleep Talk" Lucy's voice sounded very cold.
There are actually not many female saints on the mainland. Basically, they all know each other. Lucy and Josefina are old acquaintances, but it is hard to say whether their relationship is good or not.
At this time, the two female saints looked at each other, and the atmosphere was tense, as if a cold lightning struck into the void.
The witch Josephina stands gently on the top of the tower like a dragonfly touching water, while Lucy stands on another steeple with her feet, her dreamy silver hair dancing in the wind.
The two faced each other, standing under the stars and moon at night.
The refreshing cool breeze blew through the sky, blowing the witch's long purple hair.
Those pair of blue eyes stared at the flawless woman opposite, who was like an elf. Josephina laughed a few times:
"Sister Lucy, you are becoming more and more beautiful. That man was really blind back then. He would rather marry another woman than let you become the queen."
Anyone who knows Lucy Wilson knows that her failure to become the queen of Farrowland a hundred years ago is her scar.
"Because I can't compare to my sister, who is over 200 years old, but I still have the nerve to hook up with and bully a 20-year-old young man. Don't you feel ashamed?"
Lucy's clear, unwavering eyes stared at the witch coldly.
Both men's words were very sharp.
The black silk robe fluttered in the wind. The witch reached out and took off the black veil on her face, revealing a mature and charming face.
"What are you ashamed of? How many men want to climb into my bed, and they can take advantage of me and enjoy it secretly." The corners of the witch Josephina's small mouth slightly raised, "What's wrong with bullying him? Could it be that he is you? Descendants?"
Her red lips are very attractive, inviting people to kiss her. This is a woman who exudes seductiveness from the bottom of her heart.
"No, it has nothing to do with me."
Lucy's beautiful face was calm and serene. Her white dress was embroidered with flower and plant patterns. Her long silver hair reached her waist, and her temperament looked very cold.
"But, Josefina, you have crossed a line today."
"Humph, so what if you cross the line, sister is happy with it." Dissatisfied with her scolding tone, the witch snorted coldly, "Gonzalez can't even do anything to me, are you better than him?"
Lucy stretched out her hands to tuck up her flying silver hair, her crimson pupils showing no trace of emotion.
"I can't compare to the leader of the Knights Templar, but don't flatter yourself. You just dared to show off your power in front of Gonzalez when he was young, just like you bullied that young man today. .”
"Why haven't you dared to show up in recent years? Gonzalez is too busy to bother with you, or do you think you are better than Prince Milo?"
The witch's eyes gradually turned cold.
She stretched out her hand and raised the radiant crystal ball. The huge spiritual energy was compressed to the extreme, and the transparent crystal instantly turned into a dazzling purple sun shining in the night sky.
Boom~
A huge energy beam tore through the atmosphere, traversed the entire night sky, and hit Lucy on the opposite side!
Take action at the slightest disagreement.
Lucy's eyes turned slightly cold, and just as she was about to attack, a slightly older voice came from under the tower:
"Ahem, you two, this is not the place to do anything."
Before he finished speaking, a huge wall emitting bright white light rose up instantly. The jade-like and crystal-clear huge wall was engraved with patterns of mountains, rivers and vegetation, like an immortal monument lying between the two women.
Boom~
The purple energy beam hit the light wall, forming a terrifying energy vortex, and the spiritual energy intertwined and set off waves of ripples sweeping across the place!
Lucy tapped her finger on the void, and the music resolved the aftermath.
"Wade, do you want to mind your own business too?"
Holding the dimming crystal ball, the witch stared unkindly at the blond man in the shadows under the tower.
"Horn of Dawn" Wade shook his head, and his figure instantly disappeared into the night, leaving only one sentence: "Josefina, Karl will be here in a few days. You'd better keep a low profile. He has a bad temper."
The witch's expression changed, and she subconsciously looked at Lucy opposite.
Lucy nodded, her graceful body leaning forward from the top of the tower, like a beautiful white butterfly flying down from a height of 100 meters, disappearing in the blink of an eye.
"If you have the ability, you can pretend to be a ghost in front of Karl and see if the 'Purgatory Butcher' will skin you."
The person had disappeared, but Lucy's cold words still reached the witch's ears, making her stamp her feet in anger.
"Humph, what's the big deal? I just don't want to... I can't afford to offend my sister, so why can't I hide from her?" Witch Josephina put away the crystal ball and complained.
After hesitating for a moment, she decided to cancel all recent activities.
This is not fear, she is fearless, this is following her heart... Anyway, she has not followed her heart once or twice.
Karl Mordred, Director of the 7th Bureau, is not only limited to the Kingdom of Falorland and surrounding countries, this name is prestigious throughout the Saigon continent.
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There was a lot of noise from the fight between several saints, but the area around the Twin Towers was shrouded in territory, so the citizens in Roman Square did not notice anything unusual.
Ren and Artoria didn't know so many things. They had already entered the Brave Building east of the square.
The first floor here is just an indoor tennis court. Indoor tennis is not something ordinary people can play. Usually there is almost no one here, but the second floor is a unique place.
The floor is paved with marble, the Ug-shaped glass chandelier is shining, and some oil paintings are hung on the wall. The splendid hall on the second floor is very lively.
Knights holding shields, gunners maintaining Force firearms, warlocks holding scepters... extraordinary people gathered in front of the counter or entered the box.
Accepting missions, publishing missions, purchasing guns and ammunition, purchasing magic potions, selling extraordinary materials... The extraordinary people are very busy, showing the vitality of this city.
A tall man with short hair patted the table. He was holding a ferocious dark golden Force firearm:
"Hey, why are the high-end armor-piercing bullets gone? My team is preparing to hunt the red lizard dragon... It will take three days to have the goods? The prey will have already run away due to this delay!"
The young man in a black suit behind the counter shook his head helplessly.
"Investigating whether your husband is cheating on you? Are you sure this is not a joke? I am a Kagemusha, not a private detective! Don't throw any commissions at me!"
The man wearing black leather armor and with a shaved head rolled his eyes and walked out of a certain box while cursing.
Behind the door, a certain graceful and luxurious woman watched him leave with a gloomy expression.
"We've formed a team, we've formed a team! Let's go to the Pugni Plain to hunt ghouls. I'm a fourth-level [Demon Hunting Master], so I can lead them directly. Now I need a third-level [Spirit Gathering Warlock], a third-level [Multiplying] Two of the most popular ones..."
In the corner of the hall, a man wearing a black windbreaker was sitting on a bench, smoking a cigarette and shouting.
King Da Mao looked at the scenes in the hall curiously and asked: "Are there so many extraordinary people here?"
"No, no, you have never seen a deserted place."
Renn shook his head and felt a little emotional. Compared to the rather deserted atmosphere in Bu Shen City, Merova City is much more lively. No wonder people say that Bu Shen City is suitable for retirement.
In this hall, at this moment, within his perception, there were 7 master-level extraordinary beings, 46 third-level expert-level extraordinary beings, and nearly a hundred second-level elite-level extraordinary beings. On the contrary, there were only a few entry-level extraordinary beings.
"Come on, let's go upstairs." Ren greeted King Da Mao and continued walking up the stairs.
Artoria followed, a little confused: "Ren, aren't we doing business here?"
"No, this is for external members. The outside of the Witcher Association is equivalent to a hiring or third-party platform, and the internal members are considered an organization."
Ren explained and took Arturia to the fourth floor.
He walked along the spacious corridor to the end and pushed open a golden nanmu door engraved with wild rose flowers.
The woman sitting behind the long counter raised her head, and her fair face showed surprise when she saw Ren.
She is dressed in red, has a rather tall figure, and has a pair of round and slender long legs. Her graceful figure is matched with the fiery red battle uniform, which makes her look even more heroic.
They were old acquaintances, and Ren couldn't help but roll his eyes.
"Hey, little brother, it's fate, it's you again." The very hot woman blinked her watery eyes and gave him a wink, "Would you like to play with us behind closed doors? It's free of charge."
"Female gangster, you are really haunted."
Ren secretly thought it was unlucky to meet this stamp collecting girl again.
