Vol 4 Chapter 64: Marquis of Woban


At this moment, in a villa with a very beautiful garden in Japan, a silver ponytail hairstyle and Western doll-like iceberg beauty, as well as a beautiful fairy-like slender figure, dressed in blue The shawls of color and black vertical stripes, wearing a blue and black combat costume, the girl with a realistic temperament is standing respectfully on the lawn with a spring atmosphere.
And this person is no one else, it is the great knight of Bronze and Black Cross, which is known as "Legend of the Sword", Liliana Kranichal, who is the same name as Erica Browntree!
In front of him, this villa is very luxurious and beautiful in the eyes of ordinary people. For his grandfather, he was a Croatian. In the past, the noble residence was regarded as his own broad garden. Liliana Ke was born and raised in Milan. For Lanichal, this villa is not as luxurious as her family's toilet.
This is definitely not Liliana Kranjchar's nonsense, but it really does matter! !
But even so, the villa in front of us is already a valuable thing that ordinary people can hardly get for a lifetime.
In front of it, it has an area of ​​tens of thousands of square meters. There are many natural scenery. The green trees are trimmed very neatly, and the water flows into the pool along the small river. Deep in the waterfall, there seems to be ancient towers and altars.
However, in this beautiful and exotic courtyard, Liliana Kranjchar did not have the intention to enjoy the scenery here, because at this moment, an old man is sitting casually in the courtyard. On a white chair, next to the old man stood a white table. On this white table, sweet and delicious desserts were placed, but the old man did not want to taste these desserts at all. Meaning, just using his green pupil to look at this silver-haired girl as beautiful as a fairy.
And this old man is no one else, it is the ancient god-killer Woban Sasha Dejansdal who ruled Eastern and Southern Europe! !
The Marquis of Woban looked at Liliana with a slight smile on her face, and then said: "Yes, Kranjchar, do you have any news about the witch?"
At the same time, Marquis of Woban narrowed his eyes slightly, buckled his fingers slightly, tapped the white tabletop gently, and made a sound of 〖Dongdongdong〗.
After hearing the words of Marquis Woban, Liliana's face showed a nervous look, and she immediately lowered her head and said, "No, not yet, I'm sorry!"
Wanli Gu Youli, who lives in Minato-ku, Tokyo, is fifteen years old, has excellent visual acuity, and is a special religious leader known as a sorceress. Since she has decided to rebel against the ancient demon in front of her, then Lilia Na has no obligation to report everything truthfully to the other party.
As soon as Liliana's words fell, Marquis Woban narrowed his emerald-colored eyes, and then said: "But this is not important, then, although I think you should know it, but I am If you have a short temperament, go directly to the subject. Why did you come to Japan as a step ahead of me?"
Liliana knew that when the evil eye of Marquis de Woban shined, the living people in sight would turn into solid salt, a power usurped from the Celtic deity Barol.
The Marquis of Woban paused and then said in a chilled tone: "Don’t tell me you are here for sightseeing, as far as I know, you seem to meet someone that day, although I don’t know Who is the one who meets you"
At this moment, Liliana suddenly felt a chill in her back. Liliana knew that behind her was a death servant controlled by the Marquis of Woban, which was controlled by the demon after he was killed by the demon against the devil. Slaves, and these people had great strength before they died, Liliana can feel that there are several death servants behind her who are completely inferior to themselves.
Now the Marquis of Woban only needs an answer. As long as his answer does not meet his wishes, I am afraid that he will be killed immediately, thus becoming one of the many "servants of death" in the Marquis of Woban.
The sweat on Liliana's forehead kept flowing down. This creepy feeling was really terrifying. It was just the power of such oppression. Is this the strength of the ancient Demon King?
However, just as Liliana was thinking about how to answer in order to cope with the dangerous situation in front of her, the creepy feeling behind her disappeared instantly, and the surrounding power that was originally oppressing herself seemed to have never appeared. Disappeared without a trace.
The Marquis of Woban put another hand on the armrest of the chair, and just looked at Liliana, laughing happily. He seemed to enjoy Liliana's expression just now.
"But even if you don't say it, it doesn't matter."
"Kranichal, I'll ask you one last time. Did you really find no information about that witch?"
Although I do not know why Marquis de Woban asked the same question twice in the same time period, no matter how many times Marquis de Woban asked, Liliana's answer will always be only one.
"Sorry... Marquis, I haven't found it yet, please forgive me for being so incapable!"
Liliana thought for a moment, then went on to say: "But rest assured that the Marquis, I think there will be news of the witch soon!"
After listening to Liliana, Marquis de Voban smiled and said, "Yes, it doesn't matter if it's not found, because..."
The Marquis of Woban paused, a smile appeared on his face, and then said: "Not long ago, I felt that someone in this country seems to have a very strong vision to detect me with inspiration. Breath, but such a little detection was immediately discovered by me, because someone in this country was actually investigating me, so I was a little curious..."
The Marquis of Woban looked at Liliana with a meaningful gaze, and then said: "So I followed the spiritual power that discovered my breath, and as a result, I found something that made me quite pleased. ,Ha ha……"
Listening to the words of Marquis of Woban, at this moment, Liliana's heart suddenly jumped, and she felt something unusual in the words of Marquis of Woban.
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