Anime, Girlfriend Shokuhou Misaki

If it weren't for the situation, Athena would have wanted to stretch her neck and ask Haramura Makoto what kind of illusion it was that could allow her to see that the expression on her face was a happy one?

That was clearly an expression of gritting one's teeth, as if wanting to kill him, okay?

"Continue the transaction?"

"can."

"I have something worth your attention. It's really not easy."

Now that things have come to this, Athena did not hesitate to mock him and went straight for Haramura Makoto.

"Of course, there is still a lot of value in you, goddess."

“Please don’t underestimate yourself.”

Haramura Makoto seemed not to hear the sarcasm and continued talking.

"Crack——!"

The tiles under Athena's feet were instantly crushed to powder.

"What do you want to trade?"

"There's no need to rush to trade anything. We can discuss it next time we meet."

"Don't worry, it's definitely not something that will be too difficult for you."

"is it?"

"My premonition is telling me that you are thinking about things you shouldn't be thinking about."

The goddess of wisdom complained angrily.

If possible, she would like not to hear these words from Haramura Makoto, but unfortunately, she cannot give up these things now.

So even though she was extremely angry, she still had to listen and give it a try.

"That's fine too, let's wait until the next time we meet."

“I think that day won’t be too far away.”

Athena responded with a cold tone.

"Oh? From what you said, goddess, it seems that you are almost ready?"

From the bushes, from the corners, from everywhere, the rustling sound rang out again.

The black snakes rushed towards Athena like a sudden tide, and in the center of the snake group, there was a red cross arched up by dozens of snakes.

Athena saw the red cross, and her mood suddenly improved.

"The most important thing has been obtained by me."

Chapter 295 All up to fate

It was still the headquarters of the Bronze Black Cross, and the scene was still the same as before.

Haramura Makoto sat on the chair, while the people below looked as if they were confused.

Without him.

They really couldn't believe what they heard.

The devil on earth is communicating in a friendly manner with the god of disobedience?

What kind of international joke is this?

Shouldn't these two beings fight to the death when they meet?

"I'm different from other God Slayers."

Supporting his left cheek with one hand, Haramura Makoto yawned and spoke slowly.

The three people listened attentively, afraid of missing anything.

"If realistic conditions permit, I still don't want to see what happened in Milan just now."

"So now I can tell you very clearly that in these few days, the God of Disobedience will descend in Naples."

"And I will hunt it."

"When we start, I will try my best to control the scale, but how to do it is up to you."

Makoto Haramura was just playing with a bracelet, sliding his fingertips over the rough patterns on the jade token.

Naturally, a bitter smile appeared on old Granichal's face.

But the next second, old Granichal immediately nodded heavily.

"Understood, King."

"Next, I will use the power of the Bronze Black Cross to evacuate the people of Naples as much as possible."

How could it not be bitter?

Milan has already caused them heavy losses this time, and Naples is also an important economic point for them.

Yes, this time it is slightly better than last time.

At least people can be relocated in advance, but the damaged buildings need to be rebuilt later with real money.

"Ah."

"Please arrange a trip to Rome for me next."

“When you first come to this city, you always have to take a walk.”

Haramura Makoto stood up and stretched, and the joints in his body made crisp sounds.

"Yes, King."

"Next, Liliana will bring you the most perfect trip to Rome."

"But before that, I have another thing to tell you."

Diana remained kneeling on one knee, her head buried deeply in her own tall chest, and uttered a sound for the first time.

"Well, tell me."

Makoto Haramura took a step forward, stopped beside Diana, and said in a cold voice.

In some ways, he is a qualified leader.

Those in a higher position can be compassionate and kind.

But you must never be too nice to your subordinates.

Make your subordinates fear and terrify you at all times so that they will not lose themselves.

Otherwise, human beings are very strange creatures. The more tolerant you are to her, the more she will take advantage of you.

"You may not know."

"Before you came to this land, there was already a king ruling this land."

"Although this king is usually not very interested in this kind of thing."

"But if he knew that the one who took his territory was a fellow tribesman, the king would probably be very happy to have this excuse and directly challenge you to a fight."

It can be seen that Diana was very nervous when she said this.

This can be roughly seen from her evasive eyes and slightly trembling body.

"So, what do you want to tell me?"

Haramura Makoto's cold tone made Diana's body shake even more.

"Do you think I would be intimidated by his challenge, or do you think I want to express something else?"

"No, it's not."

There were several crisp bangs and Diana fell directly to the ground, with blood flowing down her broken scalp.

"We just want to inform the king about this matter."

"No other meaning at all."

The room instantly fell into deathly silence. The only sound that could be heard was the crisp sound of the man and woman's heels tapping on the marble floor.

It was a long while before the sound was heard again.

"It's a good idea to report in advance. As a reward, if you can lead that Sword King to Naples to go to war with me, it won't matter."

"But, that's all."

Haramura Makoto's voice ended, and the sound of heels tapping the ground was heard again.

"Liliana, follow me."

Edwards paused for a moment, turned around and greeted Liliana.

"Ah, yes."

Liliana, who was still dazed by the King's moodiness, quickly came to her senses and hurriedly followed.

The room that held five people returned to the state where there were only two people.

But only after the sound of footsteps could no longer be heard did Diana lift her bloody head from the ground.

"Thank you for your hard work, Diana."

Old Granichal produced a handkerchief from his hand as if performing magic, handed it to Diana, and spoke softly.

"It doesn't matter whether it's hard or not. Someone has to take responsibility."

"It's okay for me."

Diana wiped the blood that was still flowing from her forehead, activated the healing magic at the same time, rubbed her slightly red knees, and stood up.

"But judging from the results, it seems pretty good, right?"

The healing magic is very effective. The forehead that was bleeding just now has now recovered as good as new.

“It’s a very good result indeed.”

"From this point of view, although this king is not a particularly tolerant person, he is also a king who can listen to advice."

“This is already very good.”

Yes, how could Diana be such a reckless person to ask such a question directly without knowing Haramura Makoto's character.

Has she really had enough of life? How is that possible?

She asked this question purely to test Haramura Makoto's attitude.

Should we simply treat them as consumables, as pigs and dogs, as efforts, or should we treat them as human beings and allow them to maintain their own interests when possible.

Now, judging from the results, this king is allowed.

Of course, she said this with great risk in mind.

She had also thought that she might be beheaded because of this sentence.

However, just as she said, such temptation will begin sooner or later, and sooner or later someone will have to sacrifice.

Even for her, the strongest magician with a bronze black cross, it is not impossible.

"Yes."

"I've been working as hard as I can for the next few days, but the Sword King is still unreachable?"

Old Granichal nodded heavily and then asked Diana.

"Unable to contact, try to find Andre."

"No matter what, we must guide the King of Swords to Naples within the time limit."

"Leave this matter to me."

……

"It seems to be just like that."

“It feels like there’s nothing worth seeing.”

Yawning, sitting in the slowly moving car, Haramura Makoto looked out the window at the scenery outside with boredom.