"Rorschach, I'm here to look for you. Are you surprised? Are you surprised!?"
Rorschach really wasn't used to seeing how happy Isabella was.
Rorschach opened his mouth and was unable to say anything for quite a while.
At this moment, he didn't know how to respond.
Surprise? Of course it was a surprise. How could he not be surprised to meet an old friend in a foreign land, and his girlfriend, who had a stable relationship with him, suddenly attack him? If he wasn't surprised, then there really was a problem.
"Why are the two of you together? I'm not saying that it's impossible or that there's a problem. It's just a little strange. Perhaps I shouldn't have asked. Forget it, whatever. "
Rorschach was so "surprised" that he was unable to say a complete sentence for quite a while.
Accident? This accident was perfect. His girlfriend and fiancée were both here. What should he do to deal with this? I'm waiting online. It's quite urgent.
Isabella was smiling and humming a song. She seemed to be in a good mood … but Rorschach also suspected that she had already found a familiar bomb squad and had sharpened her sword.
Meanwhile, Isabella, who had been doing her best to eliminate her presence, was even more subtle.
Apart from a very small number of people, the entire world probably already viewed her as Mrs. Roland.
"Seviala?"
"Seeking refuge."
Her words were quite simple, but they contained the despair of a dying heart, as well as a feeling that she shouldn't ask about the past.
"How could I not ask about it? What will others think of you for coming here? Do you really think that we can't clear our names even if we jump into the Yellow River?"
"Although I don't know what the Yellow River is, do you really think that you can explain it clearly now? I doubt even the River Styx has the ability to do so."
The two of them exchanged glances as the atmosphere became even more awkward and silent. Both of them were rendered speechless by Isabella's words. In the end, both of them could only sigh helplessly at the same time.
"… Eh? Summer, your tastes are getting stronger and stronger. Not only are you keeping men in captivity, you're even playing with treants?"
Rorschach suddenly heard a voice from behind him, as well as strange gazes from the passersby in the hallway. He felt that he was doomed … Hey, hotel manager, why are you running? I really have no interest in men, much less a greasy bearded uncle. Don't run while covering your butt, bastard!
"What are you saying!? That's my disciple! I'm just doing some body modification for my disciple. "
Rorschach tried his best to defend himself. Even if it was a fake identity, it couldn't be completely without a bottom line. This was a public place. If word got out, how could he face others in the future?
Rorschach's words caused even more people to look at him with strange expressions or expressions of understanding … Yep, this was what was normal. This was how mages from the Mage Country should be.
Why would he want a woman or a man? Only he knew how good his sex was. He could just have whatever he wanted with his hands. Humans and dogs, male and female, male and female … It seemed like there was something that was even more ridiculous.
"Eh? Rorschach, aren't you a little too hardcore? This thing is so thick …"
"Oh my god, what are you looking at!"
Roxia covered the Blood Tribe princess's mouth and directly dragged her into the room. Judging from how his eyes were filled with a mischievous smile, he was doing this on purpose. Roxia was trying to take revenge as soon as he arrived.
When he turned around, he discovered that the thick thing was actually a mop that had fallen on the ground … In a way, Rorschach's talent of honesty was completely ineffective against people who knew the truth.
Amidst the chaos, Rorschach barely managed to clear out some space for the two of them to sit down. He then introduced the two girls to his acolyte.
"Ah …"
And then there was nothing else. He thought for a long time but still couldn't think of a proper introduction. Was he supposed to start by saying that this was his master's wife, and this was his master's wife? At this time, it was time for him to:
"Go do some photosynthesis in the corner. Don't waste space, idiot."
Yep, it was time for him to show off his power.
After they settled down, the three of them began to talk about the recent situation.
Rorschach wouldn't ask stupid questions like how they found him. It would be strange if that SemiGod skincare tool didn't have any tracking magic attached to it.
Right now, what Rorschach found most strange was Isabella's attitude. She didn't seem angry at all. Could it be that she didn't care about him at all …
And so, Rorschach asked her this question as if it was only natural.
"Not at all. I really like you. A boyfriend who can help me play games without any complaints is amazing. Yep, you're nice to look at, and being a model is also a plus. As long as you don't bother me when I'm playing games, it's even better. "
If it weren't for the fact that Rorschach's talent of honesty told him that this was the truth, he would have cried out loud.
Was this how a true otaku girl would choose her boyfriend? Was she choosing a boyfriend or a multi-purpose laborer?
Suddenly, Isabella shook her head and smiled.
"I knew about Seviala's situation from the very beginning. Or, more accurately speaking, Her Highness Rosa only asked for my opinion. I had no reason to refuse … As a Northlander, I couldn't possibly watch the twin princes' bloodline die out, not to mention …"
Rorschach anxiously wanted to say something. He wanted to say that he didn't care whether or not he had any descendants, but Rosa suddenly lowered her head and moved closer to him.
It was an instant of redness and fragrance. Roxia didn't even have time to savor the fragrance of those icy red lips before everything was over.
The blonde vampire girl put down the confused boy in her arms and smiled as she looked at the princess.
"I don't care at all. Time is on my side. Even if I give you sixty years, he'll definitely return to my side in the end."
Seviala was stunned. What was going on? Why was she being attacked for no reason again?
If you want to show off your love, then go ahead. Why did you have to drag me along to watch? I was married off for no reason at all. I'm the most innocent one here.
Seviala had an expression of being wronged, but she didn't know how to vent. However, there was still some nameless anger in her heart … In the end, she kicked the young mage who had his eyes closed as if he was savoring something.
* Bang! *
The princess instantly activated at least four layers of magical shields and was sent flying into the wall. She used her tears of grievance to explain that it was best not to kick a mage for no reason, especially a rank 5 archmage who was in danger.
"You …"
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