Release that Witch

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"So... Mr. Roland, the association’s third line of defense is entrusted to you."

"Do not worry, I will do my best."

After Roland said goodbye to the meteorite, he walked out of the guard office and gave a soft breath.

Things were not as smooth as he thought, and Prism City’s tracking of the Devils was also stagnant, and he could not get more information about the whereabouts of the other.

The guards informed him that he was mainly to arrange the garrison task of the martial arts conference.

This plan has also been mentioned before. After the frustration of the tracking operation, it has become one of the main programs to counter the enemy. Since the demon slayer is so deep, it is better to wait in the conference. In order to prevent internal consumption, the association's high-level officials simply set a table of competition progress, asking the star martial artists to follow the contents of the table.

In other words, this martial arts conference will completely become a well-arranged trap.

Although there is suspicion of a fake game, everyone is clear and stern in the face of the crisis of survival. In addition, the top management attaches great importance to this, and each one individually pulls into the office to talk about it, and it also saves the face of everyone. When Roland came to see a lot of star figures in the hall, no one showed any dissatisfaction.

According to the plan, the entire defense circle is divided into four layers. The government guards and the members of the association posing as the audience are the first floor. The main task is to identify the enemy and solve the demons who are placed. The second layer is the platform and the platform. Under the star martial arts family; the third layer is the old-fashioned hand of the hidden identity, the last layer is the guard itself.

Such a complicated arrangement is to make the martial arts conference seem smooth after the sorcerer has not appeared on a large scale. Second, considering that some of the opponents can control the martial arts in an instant, it is difficult to ensure that the entrance and exit are not foolproof.

And as the holder of the hunting license, he was naturally in the third line of defense - in fact, he was responsible for monitoring not only the suspicious characters on the field, but also the martial artists who participated in the competition.

Although he couldn't get a new clue to the hiding place of the demon, Roland had some regrets, but he didn't have any better way. It is already the most feasible practice to arrange the traps waiting for the other party to collide.

After all, he knows more than the association.

The demon person is not simply attracted to the "natural power."

What drives them to act is the will from the realm of the gods. Their ultimate goal is to destroy the dream world and attribute all magic to the ideology.

So there is a chance to get so many cores at once, and the enemy should not let it go.

When walking to the corner of the corridor, a woman’s figure suddenly appeared in front of Roland.

He suddenly felt that his scalp was tight, and who the other was not, was the one he most wanted to meet.

The genius of the association is a martial artist.

"Ah... it's you." She seemed to have noticed Roland and looked up.

There were only two of them in the empty corridor. If they were pretending not to be too blunt at this time, he had to clear his throat and squeeze his smile back. "Cough, hello."

However, the other party's next sentence made his smile stiff on his face.

"Right, I haven’t thanked you for the last time." She took the initiative to reach out and said nothing, "Thank you for killing the weird monster and saving everyone from the crisis."

"Hey--" Roland didn't know what to say back. After a while, he barely answered. "No, you are welcome..."

"Unfortunately, the association has pushed all the credit to my head..." Fiji sighed and sighed.

"No, no, it's fine," he said quickly. "Actually... I have to hide my identity for some special reasons. The less people notice me, the better."

"Well, then," the other person unexpectedly did not go deep into it, but responded with ease. "Since you say so, I will accept it as a gift."

Roland’s heart was amazed. Why did Fiji’s coldness accept this rhetoric so calmly? If she still remembers what happened before the coma, then she must not forget the voice of the spirit. Can look at her attitude, clearly want to skip this general.

Judging from the previous contacts and the wind reviews he has heard, the other party is not a big jealous person, or even the opposite. Like all young geniuses, Fiji is arrogant and critical, to himself and to others. The requirements are extremely high, and the talks are often filled with chills that refuse to be thousands of miles away. It is by no means a good martial artist.

But now, the performance of the other side is completely opposite to the image in his mind.

"Right," the Fijian cold image was suddenly remembered, and asked casually, "What kind of encyclopedia books do you think a history bout will like?"

Roland groaned. "What do you ask this?"

“Remember the survivor from the Kajid Peninsula that we visited last time?” she explained. “Miss Wakiris, she is now a member of my team. I was worried about her during the period of rehabilitating. Too boring, I didn't expect her interest to be a book--in this month, she almost turned over the library's history books."

You used to worry about others? Roland secretly smacked his mouth and was preparing to speak. Suddenly an electric light flashed through his mind, and the cold hair behind him stood up! Wait, she said Wakiris, isn't that the devil who had known each other in the memory fragments?

During the month, the other party is constantly reading, and all history books?

"...from start to finish?"

"Okay, especially the history of war. Interesting okay, isn't it?"

Is it... is this just a coincidence? Roland’s thoughts turned sharply, and when he got to his lips, he changed his mouth temporarily. “Really... I think it should be an encyclopedia about humanities and society. Sorry, I still have the task of guarding the account, now I have to go. It is."

Although this topic was interrupted somewhat, the Fijian language did not reveal any dissatisfaction.

"Me too." She nodded. "Goodbye, Mr. Roland."

"Ah... goodbye."

After the other party turned and left, Roland sank into the water and strode downstairs.

......

The pace is getting faster.

The Fijian language stopped and listened quietly to the footsteps that gradually went away.

This "single encounter" is not a coincidence, but the result of her deliberate choice of timing.

To be honest, Roland has always been the most difficult point to confirm in her speculation. He is different from Wakiris. If it is not the screaming, she can't find any flaws in the other side - for example, when he visited the last time, he took out The frequency of the mobile phone is three times a minute, the eye will stay for a long time in a beautiful woman for one to two seconds, and the preferred cola when choosing a drink... everything is no different from the ordinary people of this era.

This also makes the "other world" idea an unexplained contradiction - since Wakiris knows Roland, which means they originate from the same world, but why is there such a big difference between the two?

Therefore, this collision is both a goodwill to give back to the other party, and it is also an attempt by Fiji.

The result is very surprising.

Roland seems to realize the special features of Wakiris through her reminder, but the reaction is quite different from her expectations. As a "partner" who is also from another world, if he wants to keep the matter from concealing, he should quietly cover the past for Wakiris.

But the emotions that the other party showed first were strongly guarded, even more than she mentioned the joint annihilation action.

Although Roland made a cover as much as possible, the beating of the muscles of the eyes was still clearly captured by her.

In controlling the expression, he is obviously much worse than Wakiri.

It seems that this attempt is enough to be said to have benefited a lot.

Since it is decided to maintain this tacit understanding and continue to observe, the next interaction between the two will undoubtedly give her more clues.

The Fijian language raised its mouth and rang the door of the guard office.

......

Roland returned to the community of the package, and found the first time Felice and Yan.

"I need you to monitor a demon, it may come from the memory fragments of the building's tenants!"