"Your Majesty, is it okay to just let Joseph go alone?"
After Joseph left the sight of Roland and Kakarit, Kakarit turned to Roland and asked softly: "According to me, the Suffering Tree is also an extraordinary life above the golden level. If it is
If it attacks by surprise, Joseph may be in danger."
"So, I just asked him to explore the information."
Roland nodded and said solemnly: "The reason why I asked him to go to the City of Fortune and let you follow me is because his hiding ability is much better than yours. He can get closer to the Tree of Suffering than you do without
If you are discovered by it, you can run away once discovered."
"However, your considerations are indeed reasonable. Joseph may indeed be in danger while exploring the Tree of Passion, and I can't let you be in such a dangerous situation. Then..."
Roland paused for a moment, then called softly: "Elucardo!"
As soon as he finished speaking, a thick shadow emerged from Roland's shadow, covering the entire shadow like an octopus spitting ink. A petroleum-like black-red liquid that gave people a heavy feeling seeped out from the shadow.
At that moment, a solemn sense of terror suddenly seized Kakarit's heart. His heart was beating desperately as if it was going to explode. Kakarit even felt that his neck and wrists were being shaken by the crazy beating heart.
He trembled and trembled. Because of his excellent perception, the terror he felt was ten times that of ordinary people.
He seemed to see the world in front of him turn scarlet in an instant, with thick blood lingering in his mouth and nose, and death was approaching. This illusion dissipated in less than half a second, and Kakarit's
His back was completely soaked in cold sweat.
What kind of monster is that?!
In his fearful gaze, the outline of half a girl rose in Roland's shadow, and all around the outline were eyes of different sizes.
Just by being stared at by those eyes, the emotions of fear, rage, and resentment turned into an invisible storm and swept over him, almost tearing Kakarit's spirit to pieces.
"I'm sorry...my master."
A soft and somewhat hoarse elegant voice sounded, and the eyes and the black-red viscous liquid gradually faded away, revealing the beautiful girl's appearance.
Even Kakarit couldn't help but lose consciousness for a moment.
It was as delicate and beautiful as an elf. The corners of her mouth were raised high as if she was always scorning something, and she did not put away her habitual smile even when she looked at Roland.
She was wearing a scarlet trench coat that was somewhat handsome yet mysterious. The trench coat had complicated patterns on it, and the hem hung down to her calf. Under the afternoon sun, from a distance, one might even think it was a human-shaped flame, or something.
It's burning blood.
The waist-length black hair behind her looked a bit like a swarm of snakes and black flames. The moment Kakarit saw her, he vaguely saw a water element hundreds of meters high.
A general black-red light and shadow flashed across her body.
After being summoned by Roland, she kept staring at Kakarit with interesting eyes. The feeling of being targeted by a superior predator made Kakarit dare not move.
Kakarit had no doubt that if he faced her, his throat would be torn out if he couldn't even sing the first prayer.
Just looking at her made Kakarit shudder.
...So it turns out that His Majesty Roland has been raising such a terrifying monster in his own shadow?
Kakarit couldn't even speak.
"Elucard, follow Joseph to the City of Fortune."
Roland said softly: "What if Joseph is attacked by the Passion Tree or if he angers the Passion Tree, he will be in danger. If this happens, he may be in danger... This is why I ask you to follow him.
reasons."
"Ah...I understand. I understand, my master. I will leave now."
Elucard chuckled softly, his eyes flashing with joy.
Roland smiled slightly and stretched out his left hand towards Elucardo.
So Elucard knelt down on one knee, gently kissed the back of Roland's hand, and murmured softly: "May you be well, my master."
After that, she lowered her head slightly. Her whole body turned into a shadow and sank into the ground again.
"……Feel sorry."
Kakarit lowered his head in shame: "Your Majesty, I admire your kindness."
"This is not mercy. Kakarit."
But Roland shook his head and said warmly: "Joseph's trip is indeed risky. It's my fault that I didn't notice this. You don't have to apologize, Kakarit. I also want to thank you for the reminder."
"But, you sent your own guards out to protect the safety of your subordinates. What about your own safety?"
"No, Your Majesty..." Kakarit's eyes showed worry and excitement at the same time, "I will protect your safety. Although I may not do as well as Master Eluka, I will never die.
After you."
"If you really die before me, I will be distressed."
Roland said seriously: "I have more important tasks to give you."
"...a more important task? No. Your Majesty, could it be that..."
"As the saying goes, there are specializations in the arts. Kakarit Joseph is indeed more suitable for work such as stealth exploration than you. Elucard's protection makes me feel at ease. But when it comes to preaching, the only one I can trust is you.
.”
Roland answered softly word by word. His eyes were gentle, and his emerald pupils were deep and calm.
"But, your safety"
Kakarit shook his head repeatedly, his voice rushed.
"Listen to me, Kakarit," Roland interrupted Kakarit forcefully, "I need the stability of Richero, and I need a group of followers of Carral. I think there is no better time than now.
More suitable for missionary work.”
"but……"
As soon as Kakarit opened his mouth, the words were stuck in his throat.
Yes. He also knew that besides himself, Roland could not find anyone else to help him preach for a while.
Richero's disaster will begin to subside in just a day or two. By then, when people's restless hearts have gradually calmed down, the baptism of the Sleeping Master will no longer be so effective.
"You don't have to worry, I'm just going to the cemetery. The place has been trampled all over by Kalar scavengers, so there is no danger."
Roland paused for a moment, then continued: "Besides, I have other things to ask you. In two or three days, a disciple of the mentor will come to Richero. Please wait here to pick him up for me.
He is an undead, if you see him, take him with you to find me."
"...As you wish." After a slight hesitation, Kakarit responded, "Then, his name..."
"Duoduo. You can call him Duoduo."
Roland immediately replied: "It's settled, Kakarit. You help me recruit a group of mentor's disciples in Richero, and then stay here until Duoduo comes and you come to the City of Fortune to find me again."
I'll wait for you near there."
After receiving Kakarit's affirmative answer, Roland showed a relieved smile.
So he turned around and walked to the southwest. (To be continued.) For mobile phone users, please visit http://m.piaotian.net