I, Tokisaki Kurumi, a Wanderer

Erica jumped off the roof of Milan's Bishop's Cathedral, her short skirt lifted by the wind, revealing the girl's lush skin and cute strawberry fat times.

Newton smiled reassuringly.

"The lion of steel, the shield of the red demon! My words echo my will!"

A silver, slender, sharp sword emerged from the roaring magic circle and was held in Erika's hand.

The silver-white sword, Reinhardt, inherited from Saint Raphael, shone in the sunlight, with a sharp edge.

"Fly! Boots of Hermes!"

The escaping streamer shrouded the girl's little leather boots, Erica stomped on the snow-white wall of the Milan Bishop's Cathedral, and stabbed Kurumi with her sword.

"No! Erica!" Paul shouted loudly. Most of the gods are arrogant guys. Once they raise their swords, they may die if they win.

Then...

Kurumi turned around deftly, avoided it, put both hands under the girl's armpits, caught Erica directly, and then turned around while holding Erica.

Kuangsan smiled.Raise high!Raise high!

"Alala, what does the kitty want to do to me~~~"

"Let go... let me go!" Erica suddenly struggled hard, and then directly hugged Kuangsan in her arms, rubbing her face.

"God, please forgive her ignorance." Paul stood up, stared at Kurumi, and said helplessly.

"Ah?" Kuang San tilted his head and stared at the man in front of him.

It seems... kind of interesting.

"I'm not some unreasonable guy, forgive me for what?"

"Then thank your Highness." Paul immediately took over.

How great is the power of God.

How powerful is the word of God.

Even if he was incarnated as a human being, the oppressive feeling of contempt still made Paul's mouth extremely bitter. He even doubted that Lord Demon King could really fight against such a disobedient god.

He was not surprised by Kurumi who had the appearance of a girl.

Because their postures are either extremely beautiful or strangely shaped.

But... what should we do?

It is impossible to fight, and it is unrealistic to seek the blessing of the king. If he were to fight with this man in Milan, he still did not know how the city would be destroyed.

But... you can't just hand over Erica just like that, right?

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"Master Paul! Miss Erica!" Ariana greeted the two of them, and then looked curiously at the girl in the black and red dress standing beside Erica.

So... so pretty.

"Ariana, take us back to the station." Paul said helplessly.

"Okay, Lord Paul." Ariana answered cheerfully.

"Wait...Wait! Uncle!" Erica's face suddenly turned pale.

"What's wrong, Erica?" Paul asked, looking at Erica.

Erica, who was just about to persuade Paul not to let Ariana drive, looked at her maid with a puzzled look, and finally put the words in her stomach.

However, thinking of the way Kuangsan raised himself up before, he still had to take revenge.

Erica is ready to take the Death Express.

···

"Ariana...really, thank you."

Paul staggered down from the co-pilot's seat.

The air outside is really fresh, and it feels so good to step on the ground.

Because Kurumi wanted to molest Erica, he took Little Loli's hand and entered the back row, so Paul could only sit in the co-pilot's seat.

That crazy express, even Paul, who had ridden a divine beast, couldn't bear it. Looking at the maid who got off the driver's seat completely nonchalantly, Paul finally understood what Erica was trying to say.

Damn, how did those driving class guys get Ariana to get a driver's license.

Kurumi helped Erika, who was pale and distressed, to get out of the car, and the girl was extremely embarrassed.

But to Erica's surprise, Kurumi turned out to be as if nothing had happened.

"Thank you, Anna~~" Kurumi said with a smile.

"It is my honor to be able to help Your Highness and Lord Paul, Lord Erica." The maid bowed and saluted, then turned to leave.

"Hey... You actually didn't respond." Erica whispered to Kuang San.

Hearing Erica's words, Paul was stunned. My little ancestor was a fairy.Respect!

"Reaction? What reaction?" Kurumi smiled amusingly.