Release that Witch Chapter 855: Strength and responsibility

After explaining everything, Roland returned to apartment building at the fastest speed, but found that it still underestimated the alertness of Garcia.

I saw a familiar figure leaning on the hallway of door 0825, talking on the phone while overlooking the busy beings downstairs. She wore a gray and white t-shirt, and her lower body was baggy black trousers and high-top sneakers, looking young and energetic. If you don't know the true identity of the other person, Roland will definitely treat her as a lively and cheerful girl next door who often appears on TV.

Although a little anger can be seen on her face at this moment, there is no sense of coldness and meanness in memory. I have to say that after taking off the gorgeous brocade robe, this casual and simple sports dress unexpectedly matched with Wimbledon Third Princess and the former Queen of Clear Water.

When approaching the door of the house, Garcia also noticed Roland, "That's it, I still have something. Hang up first. If you just want to persuade me, please don't call again."

"Clover Family is here again about demolition?" Roland pretended to be casual.

"It has nothing to do with you," she put away the phone, with a look of doubt, "where have you been? Didn't you say you want to take a bath?"

"Do you know how to eliminate odors? One is to wash, and the other is to cover up with another smell," he said without changing his face. "The little girl who lives in my house is anxious because she wants to go to school. I use the bathroom, I always fight with her, impossible? So I just want to go down and run two laps, sweating the same. As a result, I did not expect this body hardly sweat, no wonder Martial Daoist always looks clean These are not important, important is that I did not sneak away, but stood in front of you, didn't I? "

"..." Garcia stared at him for a while before he said, "I don't want to interfere in your private life, but it's not a good thing to indulge yourself too much. Besides ... there are education issues."

"What?" Roland couldn't help it.

"Those girls," Garcia frowned. "Those who went out of your house ... can't you just end up outside? You have to bring them home? I thought you forgot a under age kid in the house. Where is the girl. "

Roland almost didn't get caught up in these words. In order to hide Zero, he deliberately staggered the time. After the little guy went to school, he let Taqila witch disconnect his consciousness and enter a dream. As for others, he didn't see important. It just changed from Garcia's mouth.

"It is true that some Martial Daoists will become less checkered after they become famous. It ’s always easy to lose their money, but do n’t forget that we are fighting for this world. We must always maintain high fighting spirit Never relax. And obsessed with desire will only make your body dull ... "

"cough cough, I see," Roland saw the other party to carry out an ideological and moral education, and quickly interrupted her. "You can talk later, let me change my clothes first? Don't delay set off time."

Garcia closed his mouth unhappyly and gave him a glance, "... Go ahead."

...

After some care, Roland deliberately put on a newly purchased suit and walked out of the door with Zero's surprised look. Before leaving, he didn't forget to put the fried poached eggs prepared by the little girl into fresh-keeping bags, ready to enjoy on the road.

"You are ..." Garcia guarding the door blinked.

"It's better to be formal when you go to the headquarters for the first time," Roland shrugged. "This is also considered to be in the system. It seems too disrespecting too casually, do you think?"

"Hah ... whatever you want," she shook her head, "but I didn't expect that you would dress like this ... it's pretty good."

So, of course, you pay for your money, Roland thought secretly that this custom-made clothes could cost him a lot of "robbery fees." After all, people rely on clothing, as long as it is not ugly and hopeless, dressing up and putting on a pretty dress will instantly shape, not to mention the skeleton of the body itself is very shapely, plus a long gray hair , Changed to his original world, said that the elves and princes were believed.

The two came downstairs, walked out of the community, and waited for a while on the street before a large bus stopped in front of them. Roland noticed that the car had no license plate hanging and the windows were covered by black curtains. The situation inside was completely invisible.

"Get in the car," Garcia whispered. I don't know if it was an illusion or not, she looked a lot serious.

Roland looks inadvertently when boarding the car, and looks at the side of Long Street, only to see that Felice has reached out and stopped a taxi.

After the door was closed, the bus was not as dim as he thought. The lights on both sides of the aisle were on, and there were many people scattered on the seats.

Their shapes are mostly diverse, and they look like a group of performance artists. A few of them are normal, and they are all devoted to their own affairs. None of them say hello to Garcia. However, Roland keenly noticed that since getting on the car, several guys have focused their eyes on him, and the feeling of bad intentions is quite obvious.

Garcia didn't say a word. He abnormally pulled up Roland's hand and led him directly to the back.

"Isn't these people your colleagues?" he whispered as he sat down.

"The Martial Daoist Association is not a company," Garcia gave him a glance. "Most of the people in the car are just like you. They are new to awakened. I will see you for the first time."

"So many?" Roland was slightly surprised, he roughly counted, and there were almost twenty people in the car.

"It's really a lot. When I went to the association last time, there were only five or six people ... but this is not surprising," Garcia replied, "Although ordinary people know nothing about the world's changes, they hold awakened of Power of Nature I can always detect something strange. Remember what I said before? Not all awakened will stand on our side, and the centrist is not much less than the association's Martial Daoist. Now the erosion is intensifying, more and more Demonic Fallen appear, both To make their situation more and more dangerous, the number of people who will fall to the association in the future will inevitably increase. "

"So most of the cars are wild Martial Daoist, or is it casual repair?"

"The description is very appropriate," Garcia raised his mouth, "I guess it's possible, but you can tell me in private, don't say it in front of them. The reason these people don't want the joining Association, It is precisely because they do not want to be restrained. After an ordinary person has power, if their mentality is incorrect, it is easy to produce a vain pride that they are extraordinary. This not only hinders their progress, but also makes them very temperamental. Weird. "

"I have felt this last point," Roland said disapprovingly.

"There have been such conflicts before, joining has killed the wild of the association ... Martial Daoist killed several fellow members of the association in a hunting mission, the impact was extremely bad, and it was only after the" guard "came out to destroy it . Therefore, if they have a provocative act, it is deemed that they have not seen then it will be alright, and the association has severely punished such acts. "

"How strong is the wild awakened?"

"These people often encounter Demonic Fallen attacks. They will be better than the new awakened in actual combat experience and emergency judgement. But as long as you practice hard and are less obsessed with desire, you will grow faster than them. After all, they are deprived of too much energy by common things. "

At this point, Garcia sighed, "Power of Nature is a self-protection method given to us by gods, not a tool used to plunder others. If the erosion cannot be prevented, the entire world may cease to exist and many people are enjoying it. While power brings pleasure, it forgets its responsibility. "

This sentence feels a bit deja vu ... Roland thought about it. Perhaps more than 800 years ago, those witch who realized the harm of Devil also established Federation in this state of mind?

I don't know how long the car has been driving, and the window suddenly becomes quiet. The friction between the wheels and the ground becomes thick and singular, like driving alone in an empty tunnel.

After another half an hour, the bus finally stopped.

Just as Roland thought he had reached his destination, the body shook slightly, and then a clear sense of weightlessness rose from his heart.

The vehicle seems to sink underground.