Comprehensive Heroic Spirit Dominator

"Is he really dead?"

Hearing such words, the young knight, who probably had not joined the association for a long time, had a hint of ridicule in his eyes.

But, no matter what, Andre is also at the level of a great knight, and among the great knights, he can definitely be regarded as a top existence. Therefore, even if he relies on him, the almost invincible godslayer, the king of swords Tony had already passed away, but it was unwise to provoke him rashly.

Therefore, the knight concealed the gloating ridicule in his heart, but comforted him in a slightly low tone.

"My condolences, Mr. Andrei."

While talking like this, he lowered his head slightly, so he didn't notice the fleeting killing intent in Andre's eyes.

This middle-aged man, who has always paid great attention to his own image, firmly grasped the marble table in front of him.

Marble powder slowly scattered from between his fingers under his mighty force capable of tearing apart steel.

It was the first time for this man to lose his composure like this. The news of his best friend's death made him unable to maintain that personable and superior posture.

"You go down."

It was a slightly hoarse voice, which came from the man. To this, the knight bowed respectfully, and then slowly left the secret room.

After all, his mission has been completed, but there is no need to be the target of this 'king's steward' to vent his anger.

For this young knight, the most important thing is to find a more reliable organization to cling to.

Isn't the magic association under the King of Heroes a good choice?

As the footsteps left, this middle-aged man fell to the ground and murmured in that incomparably stubborn way.

"Don't worry, Tony, I will definitely avenge your blood feud!"

He said this, and then those dark eyes that were originally radiant were also filled with extremely strong killing intent.

And on the incomparably strong desk carved out of marble,

At this moment, there is also a huge palm mark left there silently.

Italy, Milan, located in a huge villa to which the Bronze Black Cross belonged, a well-known guy who seemed to be from the upper reaches was pushing glasses for a change.

Whether it's their extravagant costumes, or the huge banquet hall in the villa, or the red wine that exudes a seductive aroma and is definitely extraordinary in their hands.

These guys are much more terrifying than those Italian bureaucrats who are in power. The whole of Italy, the big families, or the leaders of the plutocrats are nothing more than their subordinates.

These guys are the unifiers of the Italian magic associations and the commanders of the major associations.

The oldest association old lady in Italy, the ruler of Florence, the capital of lilies, and the real master of Milan, the she-wolf.

Based on these three magic associations, dozens of organizations, large and small, gathered together at this moment.

Perhaps the bronze black cross and the red copper black cross with the greatest influence are not there at this time, but their influence must not be ignored.

"Then what is it that you have called us to come?"

Seeing that the atmosphere of the banquet was getting more and more intense, the young man who was called the Purple Knight gently raised his glass to the old woman in front of him.

Although he is still young, he is also the commander-in-chief of the Lily City, a giant magic association.

"You are famous for never leaving the headquarters, but why are you holding such a banquet at this moment?"

He smiled faintly, although the tone in his tone was extremely gentle and suspicious, but it carried an extremely cold meaning.

"Furthermore, you organized such a banquet in private without notifying our leader, Lord Hero King Gilgamesh. What is your intention?"

However, the ruler of the old lady did not get angry at such an obviously difficult questioning.

She clinked glasses lightly with this handsome and young knight, and then said softly in that slightly hoarse voice.

"I am here to protect Italy."

Saying this, she slowly took a round stone slab from the waiter behind her.

"I have a reason why Gilgamesh can't get this 'Gorgon Stone' no matter what."

She said it in such an undeniable tone.

"That's why you will never deny it!"

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Chapter 51 Athena Who Doesn't Follow (asking for a reward)

The golden king was leisurely throwing off all his burdens, wandering around the luxurious commercial street in Milan.

It is true that he has not learned the slightest bit of Italian, but he is not afraid of communicating with the locals in Milan because he has the "Thousand Languages" as a godslayer.

He mercilessly threw all the aftermath work to a certain poor silver-haired knight Ji under his command. Instead, he was just admiring the various forms of life in Milan.

He said ruthlessly, "Even if such a thing bothers the king, what is the reason for you to be a subject?" 'If this is too much, the king doesn't feel the slightest bit tired of bullying the really straight girl that day.

After all, he also believed that the girl would definitely do her best and not let herself down, so naturally she boldly delegated power.

After all, since he admits that the other party is his subject, he will never doubt the loyalty of that subject. A mere magnanimity, the King of Heroes is a matter of course.

At this time, it is different from ordinary people who will appreciate the beauty of Milan as a metropolis.

The place where the King of Heroes goes is naturally that dark place, where there will be no matter where it is, where the filth is hidden.

Listening to the faint, helpless screams in that 453 alley, or the wanton, irrational lies and smiles, the corners of Gilgamesh's mouth also outlined a slight smile. malicious smile.

The more this is the case, the more human malice, the more vivid and touching it is.

Seeing those scum-like garbage unscrupulously venting the most basic human desires, the most basic malice, Gilgamesh also showed a playful smile on his face.

Whether it's robbery, rape, or something worse, it's just the material that brings joy to this hero king at this moment.

With a lofty attitude, he looked down on the unbridled malice of these human beings, and then, when it was full, he shot out a treasure, completely erasing it in this world.

No matter what it is, what he is looking for is just pleasure, and by the way, cleaning up the dregs on his own territory is just doing it casually.

Compared with the strife hidden under the false smile, it is also a good enjoyment to watch this most basic evil once in a while.

However, what attracted him the most right now was something else.

That guy has absolutely nothing to do with plumpness, just like an owl, standing on the dilapidated bricks and tiles of the ancient building, no matter the indistinct, divine aura or the indifferent look.

There is no doubt that it is the God of Disobedience.

"It's really interesting. Naturally, you know the existence of this king, so you still appear in this king's territory so unwisely?"