Chapter 225:
Alice was originally the former Speaker of the Greenwich Sage Council, but she had to resign as the Speaker due to her health, and is now only a special advisor.
She has beautiful long blond hair and a beautiful face like a princess in a fairy tale. Lying peacefully on the bed at this moment, she is the most beautiful sleeping beauty.
But more importantly, of all the women, Alice was the most suitable person to be the mother of that child.
"What a pity, Alice, I didn't expect you to reject me. Don't you understand that I spent five years cultivating feelings, not only to make you fall in love with me, but also to make me fall in love with you."
At this moment, he was the only one who heard the confession-like remarks. Although he wanted to tell her Roman's thoughts, the feelings that were deliberately cultivated were still not what Alice expected.
"But I can't wait any longer. Three years is my limit. I don't allow this child to continue to wander in that situation. I must make this child born smoothly. No one can stop me, even God doesn't allow it."
Roman held Alice's hand lightly, and the mantra flowed through the connection between the two, gradually repairing Alice's weak body.
Then he retracted his hand mercilessly, because he had already heard light footsteps coming from outside.
"Who is it!? You..."
Before entering the bedroom door, a woman about thirty years old stared at Roman with wide eyes, her vigilant expression became dull when she saw Roman's figure.
"Calm down, Miss Ericsson, I'm not hostile."
"A man who breaks into a lady's bedroom without permission is not what a gentleman does. Do you think I should loosen the ban on you here?"
MISS Ericsson is Alice's tutor. In addition, she is also responsible for Alice's daily life, and also has a figure in charge of diplomacy and liaison, similar to the profession of a housekeeper. Therefore, she has always strictly controlled (forbidden) Alice to use her spiritual body to escape, but Alice always finds opportunities to avoid MISS Ericsson, which is one of the reasons why Alice's body gradually becomes.
Probably found something wrong, so MISS Ericsson will appear here.
"I'm very sorry for my intrusion, next time I'll send a notice from the main entrance."
"Are all of you 'kings' a bunch of arrogant guys?"
MISS Ericsson's tone was full of complaints to Roman. Because of being too familiar, the majesty of "King Solomon" didn't work. However, in Roman's view, the reason why MISS Ericsson has no fear in the face of Roman should be the reason why Roman has been pursuing Alice before but was finally rejected.
Life is a loser or something...
"I thought you would come earlier. Could it be that the dignity of the King of Spells is such an important thing? ... Maybe, I don't really understand it anyway, but since you disappeared, Her Royal Highness has been sullen. Although she didn't say it clearly, I understand that she feels guilty, because her rejection will make you leave."
MISS Ericsson walked between Roman and Alice, and the rigid tone of voice made people feel strange. Even after they had known each other for so long, Roman still could not accept that MISS Ericsson lacked the soft and blunt tone of women.
But you should be Alice's housekeeper, right? Is it really good to be a spy at this time?
MISS Ericsson reached out and grabbed the quilt covering Alice's body, and after gently straightening it, there was no trace of being moved just now.
"I'm sorry, maybe I really should have shown up earlier."
"Of course... Speaking of which, why are you here?"
MISS Ericsson's words surprised Roman for a moment. He didn't understand why MISS Ericsson had such doubts.
"Because I no longer plan to remain in seclusion, I decided to meet Alice before returning to the world of magic."
"But..." MISS Ericsson stared strangely at Roman, and then looked at Alice who was sleeping, "Didn't Her Royal Highness look for you? Since I couldn't find you, why haven't you come back yet."
Roman's face turned ugly in an instant.
...
"I'm back."
Roman didn't dare to stay outside. He rushed back to the witch's house as soon as possible. When he entered the door, he greeted Lucrecia who was lying on the sofa, but his eyes were constantly scanning around.
"Ah, you're back."
Lucrecia responded, but her eyes did not leave the screen of the game console in her hand, and she looked no different from usual.
The most real side of Sardinia's waste witch (Roman language) is a woman who does nothing. It's just that, unlike the group of ladies who have tea parties all day, Lucrecia prefers to hold her game console, and she is a real otaku.
"Have you eaten lunch? Well, you don't have to answer, I've seen it."
On one side of the table was a large bowl with a few unfinished noodles, um, a bowl.
"Are you alone today?"
Seeing Lucrecia, who didn't look any different, Roman cautiously asked his own question, but what he got was an incomparably flat, yet heart-pounding answer.
"There would have been guests here, but the person she was looking for was not me, and she found out that I was the only one who stayed at home and left. By the way, you should know this guest too. From your appearance, you should have rushed back for her. Bar."
"Yes, it is."
Since it has been discovered, there is no way to continue hiding, there is no way to hide this kind of thing.
Roman walked into the room, walked over to Lucrezia and sat down, leaning his head gently over there.
"Don't lean over, you're covering me."
"Play a little less and you won't die, and don't you think the light is very dark? You should go to the window when you play games in the future, or just turn on the lights."
"Don't worry, my eyesight is very good, you can trust the witch's eyesight."
"No, I'm not worried at all."
In fact, Lucrezia was just too lazy to stand up, because under Roman's three-year care, she was almost a waste, so Roman was very considerate to open the window, so that the outside sun could shine into the witch's house hall of the house.
The house built on the edge of the forest is the witch's mansion, and it is as dark as the witch's mansion in the story, but the owner of the house is not as capable as the rumors.
Not doing the right thing, no matter whether it is spells or potions, although it has a good spell power, the level of spiritual vision is also rare, but compared to the gods, demons and other things thrown aside, even if these add up Not getting on the game console in hand is important.
If it weren't for the witch's unique talent, Lucrecia might be a fat woman with all the fat.
Roman glanced at the tableware and chopsticks that had not been cleaned up. The scraps of packaging paper on the ground were crumpled into a ball, and in the corner, the underwear was about to pile up. If nothing else, these jobs will be handled by Roman alone... Why is there such a strong sense of sight?
"Claire."
"What?"
"I think it's time to do housework."
Lucrecia's waving fingers suddenly stopped, and her eyes finally took off from the screen of the game console, staring at Roman with a strange light flashing in her eyes.
"What do you want to do? I declare in advance that I will never do housework, and I refuse to do housework!"
"Do you only have so much promise? Forget it, I always feel like I'm partly responsible for doing this."
Having made this witch into a cripple, Roman suddenly felt a sense of guilt. When I lived here, I felt sorry for having nothing to do, so Roman simply took up the housework job. Who knew that this job would last for three years. Roman became a housewife without knowing it, and Lucrezia changed from a witch to a waste house girl.
"I'm going to find someone to come back to do the housework... Why do you suddenly come over?"
"Before this topic goes on, you need to answer a question for me."
Lucrecia's fingers grabbed Roman's clothes, her lazy eyes became bright, and her eyes swept across Roman's body nimbly.
"Where did you go just now?... Forget it, I don't care about you anyway. You know who you see better than anyone else."
Before Roman could answer, Lucrecia had already let go of her grip on the clothes, and returned to her ignorant look.
The startled look is really unbearable.
Roman felt that his heart was being severely tested, and he had not been able to rest well since he rushed back here from London.
Although Lucrecia seems very unreliable, the ability of the "Witch of Sardinia" is beyond doubt, especially her spiritual vision has been linked with Roman's eyes more than once, and the level of spiritual vision has been far away for three years. can be compared before.
So it's not surprising that she was able to find traces of Lancelot on Roman.
"By the way, what were you talking about just now?"
"Speak well to me. I mean, I'm going to find someone to come back and do the housework."
Following this sentence, Lucrecia, who had turned over from the lazy cat, jumped abruptly, letting Roman know that the "Witch of Sardinia" turned out to be carnivorous.
...
Dinner is a little earlier than usual today because Roman has to make time for the rest of the night.
After dinner, Roman is naturally responsible for the housework, whether it is cleaning, washing dishes (including lunch), cleaning the floor, and even Lucrecia's clothes, Roman is responsible for cleaning.
"It's strange, why didn't I buy a vacuum cleaner and a washing machine before? I did it like a fool for three years. Now it's a waste of time."
"First of all, let me state that these are all your own decisions. 'Using household appliances will destroy the atmosphere of the witch's house. I would rather spend more time washing by hand'. These are the exact words you said at the beginning."
"So why did I have this idea in the first place?"
Probably because I can't find anything else to pass the time. After handing over the work of the Knights Templar to his subordinates, Roman, who had gone into seclusion at that time, had nothing to do all day, and even the work of the clinic was decided after half a year. So who invented the update frequency of the monthly bi-monthly weekly? The most important thing an editor should do is to run to the author's house with a controlled weapon, squeeze their potential to produce one magical girl after another, and it is enough to die suddenly on the road of artistic creation.
The dull routine ended the moment the two entered the basement. Although the witch's house is very fairy tale, it is just a very ordinary cottage, and people who have experienced it can't find a few places related to spells. Only the basement hidden in the basement of the Witch's House is the workshop that truly belongs to the Witch. As long as you go here, even if Campione invades this place, Lucrecia will be able to buy time to escape.
"Is this call too simple?"
It's no wonder that Lucrezia has such an idea, because the engraved on the ground is not so much a magic circle, but more like a random circle, and then a few modified lines are added, and there is no way to interact with the magic. reaction.
"Generally speaking, summoning should have a special medium for designated summoning. If you use a divine tool left by a certain god, there will be a high chance of summoning a **** related to the divine tool, or someone who has used this divine tool. But this time the summoning is different, not because I don’t need to choose, but because there are so many objects to choose from, I don’t know which one to choose. The one who was there must be the best...probably."
"I feel that this kind of summoning is not reliable at all, but who made you the king of spells?"
"The most important thing is the mind, the mind."
Certainly not reliable, and very unreliable.
Roman recalled his own experience of being plotted against Eirin by Yayi. In terms of Roman's own attributes, random summoning is indeed excellent, but it is also very uncertain.
So Roman decided that this time he would not let go of the chains in his hands again. It is enough for a tragic thing to happen once.
A blood-red engraving appeared on Roman's hand, and the engraving wrapped around the wrist and rotated, and finally disappeared from the hand.
- "Come, the most suitable person, the mother of my daughter, please come to my side."
This is not a spell. Ordinary conjurers need to speak the corresponding spiritual words when using spells, but Roman is different, the king of spells does not need to follow this rule. Due to the powerful magic power and his own particularity, his language was naturally woven into spiritual words to play a role.
Moments later, the entire northern hemisphere was illuminated.
Lucrecia raised her head in panic and looked at the sun that suddenly appeared: "Which sun **** did you summon?"
The sun, which appeared in the dark night, was twinkling, but disappeared in the blink of an eye, and then a lovely voice appeared in the room.
"Come, call, come with you if you need it! The fox witch you can trust, Caster is here?"
PS: Fairyland...Is it there?
Section 384 Chapter 22 The waste wood cultivation plan before Tamamo
Wearing a blue shrine maiden costume... Although it's true that she claims to be a shrine maiden, the robe on her body also looks like a shrine maiden costume, but the shrine maiden costume can't be such a high-quality attire. In Roman's memory, the most revealing witch costume was Sanae's leaky armpit outfit, but it was completely inferior to the "female" in front of him.
It's like twelve orders, and it's like a witch's dress. No, it would be more accurate to describe it with the harem of the imperial concubine. Different from the robes that originally covered the female body tightly, the robe on this woman showed a large area of skin below the neck, and her round shoulders and full **** were exposed to the air. The chest of the robe was tied into a huge bow with black ribbons, and the cuffs that covered his hands were also covered with black fabric.
The long pink hair is floating in the air, wearing a golden phoenix crown on the head, the golden chain is tied with a small bell, and behind the long pink hair is a huge blue bow.
Noble and elegant, a woman looks like a queen who has gone from the palace to her destiny. Maybe she really has such a noble identity.
The one-meter-six body is not very tall, but under the broad Xia 帔, there is no petite shadow. But more importantly, women exude a magical power that cannot be ignored, even if they are more than Roman.
But but...
"This is……"
"fox?"
That's right, this woman has the ears of a pair of feline animals, not only that, but also a big furry tail under the shawl, reminiscent of the creature "fox".
"Migu! That's right, Xiaoyu, I am the cutest and most reliable witch fox in the world!"
The fingers of the fox who called herself "Xiaoyu" were shaped like scissors, which made her look even cuter, her golden eyes narrowed slightly, and there was a hint of joy in the fox.
But... what is this strange oral fetish of "Migu"?
"Hey, are you really right? It looks unreliable?"
Lucrecia's eyes were fixed on the fox girl, she put out a hand to cover her lips, and whispered in Roman's ear.
But the basement was so quiet that you couldn't even hear the wind, so there was no way to hide it from anyone, and the fox girl naturally heard it.
Her charming eyes were waiting for Lucrezia, but she said in an aggrieved voice, "That's too much, Xiaoyu is a very reliable witch, and she will work hard to serve everyone, why should you doubt Xiaoyu?"
A voice full of charm came into his ears, and the grievances on his face were pitiful, making people unable to hold him in his arms. Lucrecia, who was complaining, even felt guilty for her doubts. Just when she wanted to admit her mistake, Roman's voice woke her up.
"Guian, what should I call you? Tamamo-zen? Or Xiaoyu?"
Roman stood in front of Lucrecia, and the charm from the fox girl suddenly disappeared. Lucrecia felt incredible for the moment just now, and the fear lingered.
In the moment just now, her mind no longer belonged to her, and the fox girl's expression and words could control her. Perhaps Lucrecia would lose her life just by one word from the fox girl.
"Migu! Xiaoyu's name is Yuzaoqian, you just need to call Xiaoyu Xiaoyu, that's how everyone calls Xiaoyu."