I Can't Be the Head of Chaldea

And... Du Lin looked down at his hands.

In the end, the boss's tits were held by him, so wouldn't this world be...

"Okay, Lu Shide. It's time for us to set off with the people in the village." Shalia held the naughty child, and then glanced at Du Lin shyly: "Put the washing water over there, you can Wipe it with the cloth at the head of the bed, it's very clean..."

As if feeling a little ashamed to speak, she left quickly with Lu Shide, who had a cute face.

Du Lin glanced back at a simple wooden basin in the tent, picked up a white cloth and wiped it, and there was a faint scent of herbs, with a slightly subtle expression: "Bundle chest cloth?"

"Yes... This woman is probably afraid that you hate being dirty, so she gave you the only clean cloth on her body." Skaha said.

"Uh……"

"I will also report this matter to the master, and I will tell you in advance." Skaha said.

Du Lin's face froze: "It's unnecessary, right? I didn't know that women in the Middle Ages were so simple..."

"No, before the Master let me follow you, there was a clear order saying that "women who get too close" should be reported back. "

Du Lin didn't speak at all, he didn't do anything wrong in rescuing Lu Shide and Sharia.

"But it's commendable, you were willing to risk overdraft yesterday and saved 1000 people." Skaha added.

"No...it's just that you can't see it." Du Lin shook his head, and immediately changed the subject: "What does Roman plan to let us go to the East Village to investigate?"

"It's just an ordinary thing. And it just happens to be on the way to the desert." Skaha talked about the desert, with a weird tone.

Du Lin thought carefully: "I probably understand. That is to go to the residence of the mountain people to obtain information on the desert, and then go to the desert through the information. He should have said yesterday that the fluctuations on the other side of the desert, and the Holy Grail is not in the hands of the Lion King inside."

Scathach nodded: "Well, the magical reaction of the Holy Grail is in the desert. Roman's plan is to collect the Holy Grail first, and then deal with the Knights of the Round Table. But all of this will have to wait until the information is harvested..."

"Does it mean that the persimmon is soft and soft?" Du Lin looked at the woman in front of him, and the memory images gradually overlapped. This should be an old woman who likes to challenge the strong, not the type who obeys orders obediently, not to mention that her master is not at all. not there.

"By the way, the old woman..." The words came out according to his thoughts, and Du Lin froze in place for a moment.

"Uh……"

"Ok?"

The second is coming.

Chapter 357 My father and king can't be so slutty (plus 78)

Walk towards the direction of East Village with the big troops, three hours later.

The sun is scorching, and the light shines on the dry land, rising like a mirage on the asphalt road.

"Ah... the weather is really hot." Du Lin sighed, with large and small holes pierced by guns on his body, and some traces of blood on his face.

Although the large and small wounds had recovered, he still couldn't help but glance at the woman beside him with lingering fear.

When the power can be contended, but the skill is completely crushed, such an ending is already doomed.

He thinks that his own skill (speed) is already very good, but he saw through the core of speed in front of the queen of the land of shadows, and after that, he is almost powerless to fight back...Of course, it is only limited to speed being seen through above this point.

Once he becomes an enemy of this kind of woman, the only way for him to kill her is probably only a few hundred kilometers away, drawing a bow and shooting an arrow and filling her with a light cannon that she can't avoid, is it possible to defeat her?

And close combat is undoubtedly a stupid choice!

"Speaking of which, the relationship between you and Olga should be bad, right? You are a fighting faction, a commanding faction behind the scenes, why are you so obsessed with her orders." During the rush, Du Lin asked curiously .

Scatha frowned and smiled (with a veil): "No, on the contrary. Even a warrior needs a target. At present, I get along well with Ms. Master, and she also sent me to the place where I was needed."

Du Lin slandered, didn't they get along well?

"Olga connected the Holy Grail (5) to you, which is considered embezzlement." Du Lin said in a deep voice.

"Gordo, are you still not convinced? I didn't use magic power before." Scathach paused slowly, and said seriously: "If you want me to say that your fighting style is too simple, it is really difficult to meet enemies of equal strength. You can completely crush the opponent with speed, but when you meet a skilled warrior, you can judge from your body movements and the air flow in the atmosphere, and you can predict the purpose of your attack. It is very easy to dodge and counterattack things."

"But there are not many warriors like you."

"Hehe, I will accept this flattery. However, I think I can give you special training after returning to Chaldea. Anyway, your aptitude is still very good." Skaha suggested.

Du Lin laughed, he wanted to get away from the old woman's monitor that Olga put beside him right now.

"Huh? What are you thinking?"

"I thought... why didn't you take off your veil?" asked Dühring.

Saying this sentence, the "Skaha storm cordon" seems to have turned on a red light.

Scathach stared at Durin with dangerous eyes: "I wear a veil just to avoid dust and dust. Do you have any questions?"

"No, not at all."

"Then please keep going, Godot."

"Um……"

Why didn't she call herself Mr. Director, as if she belonged to Olga's servant, and even her status was automatically higher than her own.

Continuing to walk forward, they entered a mountainous area from a barren desert.

Well, Durin fell on a mountain structure similar to that of the Crusaders not long ago. The huge mountains separated on both sides, and what they walked was the gap between the two mountains.

As the crowd walked along, many caravans had already left with their guards, and a group of refugees from West Village also left together.

There were less than 200 refugees left, and as the large force walked, some fell down unsupported, and some coughed and panted...including Lu Shide, who was energetic next to Du Lin, under the sun near noon at this moment It also looked a little sluggish.