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Chapter 21, talk about Camilla again

The march to conquer Camilla will not change with one more person or one less person.

Fujimaru Ritsuka tried to communicate with the other party, but the doll girl in the wedding dress could only make babbling sounds, unable to speak complete sentences at all, and made gestures that Fujimaru Ritsuka could not understand.

I asked Baimai Hassan, and it was a pity that sign language was not among the hundreds of skills that Baimai Hassan mastered.

She followed Fujimaru Ritsuka without any hurry, with a pair of eyes under her hair, like clean gems, staring at her closely.

Just like a newborn baby bird recognizing its mother, it will only follow Fujimaru Ritsuka closely.

As a last resort, Fujimaru Ritsuka could only ignore her for the time being and deal with Camilla first.

because……

No matter how you look at it, Vlad III is extremely irritable. He is obviously agitated by the existence of vampires and has shown similar emotions several times.

The group moved northwest to Camilla Castle again.

However, this time, there were far fewer zombies.

It seemed that there was some kind of power that helped them eliminate the zombies.

Is there anyone who can help?

Or is it that the zombies were attracted to a certain place because of the previous commotion?

I don't know, Fujimaru Ritsuka is really too lazy to think about why the enemy is not here - it would be great if they are not here, don't expect them to come over again.

This is the famous Murphy's Law: As long as you doubt whether the worst result will occur, then the worst result will definitely be born.

To put it bluntly, you don’t have to mutter “I wish I didn’t do so” all the time. This sentence pattern has been proven in various novels, animated movies, and if you mumble, something you don’t want to happen will definitely happen.

Of course, sometimes this law doesn’t work. For example, when Ritsuka Fujimaru knew this law, she kept praying: I hope I will never be rich in my life, I hope I will never find someone tall, handsome, romantic, wealthy, and who loves me very much. It’s best.

He is an actor, and his parents would not object to their son falling in love and getting married to him, an ordinary female high school student. He has two children, preferably twins, and a handsome boyfriend.

As a result, these two outcomes that she didn't want to happen at all did not happen. Could this man named Murphy be a liar?

But no matter what, there are fewer zombies now, which is a good thing.

Fujimaru Ritsuka and his party continued to walk north towards Camilla's castle - hoping that the journey would be smooth and they would reach the castle and destroy Camilla and that would be the end. Unfortunately, things would always change.

Just when Fujimaru Ritsuka was riding on Kintoki's head, feeling so condescending as if she had turned into a three-meter-tall woman, she suddenly noticed the staggering figure walking in front of her.

It looks like a very small one - Fujimaru Ritsuka loves to ride on other people's shoulders or necks, condescendingly, as if everyone else is a dwarf - wearing a black cloak, with silver hair, one step at a time

He staggered every step, as if he was injured. After taking a few steps, there was a little blood stain on the ground.

"Na na! Kintoki! Look over there! Is there someone there?"

"Yes."

The person who answered her was Circe. The rare great witch in Greece glanced in that direction, but she was not angry and responded casually.

"Let's go save her!"

"Objection. Let's not talk about whether it is a trap or not. We are going to fight Camilla now. We have the energy to carry a burden with us."

"Well, it's okay to lend a helping hand, right?"

Fujimaru Ritsuka reluctantly suggested: "Give her some treatment and give her some food and medicine."

"Don't be naive, my Miss Ritsuka."

Circe shrugged, and the eagle feathers fluttered with a slight shake of the shoulders, making a rustling sound.

"How can we have food and medicine? Have you forgotten that when we escaped from that room, all the food we ate was in it?"

".........Yes!"

Fujimaru Ritsuka responded with a slap on his head.

"Then I'm really sorry."

Fujimaru Ritsuka whispered an apology to the staggering girl over there.

The group continued to act, but Circe seemed unwilling to give in and continued: "Besides, you have to be more vigilant. Have you forgotten? We were attacked when we first came to the singularity... although I can't remember what it was.

People attacked us, plus what happened with Jekyll Hyde, don't you think we should be more vigilant? Besides, I am a Greek witch! As a witch, you must be rational enough and have temptations.

The fallen devilish nature of man cannot be taken lightly..."

"But I'm not a witch..."

Fujimaru Ritsuka murmured in a low voice, Circe would be surprisingly verbose sometimes.

(Also, although she crossed over, she still forgot who attacked her? This way she felt embarrassed to say that she was a great witch!)

Fujimaru Ritsuka thought unconvinced.

(When I first came here, the person who attacked me was obviously... Ah... I had no impression... So, so what! I'm just a humble victim! How could Circe protect me?

Forgot who attacked!)

The argument between the two became louder and louder, and the other followers were smart enough not to interfere in the bickering between the two women.

No matter how you mix things up, it's wrong. As a man, don't think you can talk to women who argue.

It wouldn't be a big deal to let Vlad III Sakata Kintoki go to the battlefield and kill hundreds or thousands of people, but let them mediate the conflict between two women.

Just when the conflict between the two escalated and the argument became louder and louder, the silver-haired girl in black heard it and turned around. Her green eyes regained color in an instant. She smelled the smell and stood up to Fujimaru.

He trotted in the direction of Xiang.

"Mother!"

She shouted.

For a moment, Fujimaru Ritsuka thought Nero was calling her mother, thinking that when she became the mother of the Roman Emperor, wouldn't she become a [mum]?

She was thinking about this kind of joke-like homophone in her mind, and looked back in surprise.

It was a cute little girl with silver hair. She looked very tired and hungry. She was staggering and she was wearing a thick black coat.

She noticed Fujimaru Ritsuka turning back, and followed her in two steps, jumping slightly from Kintoki, and stretched out her arms to Fujimaru Ritsuka: "Mom!"

"Why?"

Fujimaru Ritsuka pointed at herself.

Matthew cast a troubled look at her: "Senior, you actually already have a daughter!... That's not right... Miss Astarte has black hair, how could it be possible that her daughter has silver hair... Chaldea has silver hair

The person...could it be Queen Mary! Senior! Will be killed by Miss Dion!"

"Hey! Matthew, what are you thinking about? Besides! Let's not mention that I don't have a daughter. Why do I have to have a daughter with a girl? The object of your suspicion is very strange!"

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