Chapter 209 208. Sanctuary
After the explanation, Reinhard did not take any more action. He chose to believe this innocent and kind girl.

Roll lay on Rem's thighs and began to close his eyes to rest. Rem began to patiently press Roll's temples, not paying attention to the surrounding situation.

The first one to wake up was the blond elf with a broken leg. The snake venom had already spread throughout his body, but he was frozen in time, so he still had a breath left. It was a blessing that he was saved now.

"Emilia!" the man shouted the first thing he said when he woke up.

"Yeah, I'm fine now." Emilia hugged him, tears streaming down her face unconsciously.

Luo Er still turned a deaf ear to what was happening outside. The purpose of doing these things was to build a bridge of trust, although he now had many choices.

Roll didn't have to wait too long before the elves and the people from the Witch Cult came up to him and thanked him.

Luo Er shook his head and said, "This place is no longer suitable for survival. Do you want to follow Emilia and leave?"

His words silenced everyone, especially the blond male elf. They lived here not only because it was their home, but also to guard the seal.

"Really? No need to thank me. I just did what I should do. You should thank that person." After pointing at the Sword Master, Rawl picked up Rem and left.

"Uh..." Reinhardt treated everyone in a friendly manner. After coming into contact with the witch cult followers here, he found that there was a big difference between them and the crazy people outside, and his opinion of these people changed.

And Roll had already returned to the royal capital, took Ram away, and headed towards the Sanctuary.

……

Sanctuary.

"Why don't you come yet?" Roswaal looked anxiously and continued to flip through the Book of Wisdom, which still led Rawl here.

Unable to meet him face to face, he had tried almost every other method, but the other party remained unmoved. Thinking of the other party's strength, Roswaal felt as powerless as when he faced the Melancholy Demon.

And as the other party wished, Rawl spent three days to reach the boundary of the sanctuary.

"Is this a barrier?" Ram got off the carriage and came to the barrier.

"We're here, let's go." Luo Er held one person's hand each and walked directly into the barrier. When he stepped into the barrier, he sensed that something was trying to pull him into a place.

"Lord Roll?" Ramrem looked at him. They were fine.

"Heh." Luo Er resisted directly. You know, his mental resistance was also maxed out. As long as he didn't want to, no one could take him in.

at the same time.

"It's coming, it's coming, it's coming." Roswaal was very excited. This was his last hope. He felt very good to see a ray of light in the darkness.

The Book of Wisdom has been updated, allowing Roll to participate in the trial. This makes Roswaal a little troubled. How should he guide him?

"Is there an intruder?" A young man with blond hair and fierce eyes hurried towards the barrier.

"Lord Rawl, are you okay?" Ram looked at him with concern.

"It's okay. Someone just invited me, but I refused." Luo Er naturally couldn't stand the other party. Not only did he lead him here, but he also wanted to invite him unilaterally? Did he really think he had no temper?

boom.

There was a loud bang, raising a cloud of dust, and the ground sank.

"Who are you?" A voice came from inside, full of confidence, as if they would be in trouble if the other party didn't respond.

"Disrespectful fellow." Ram took the lead in attacking. A gust of wind blew away the dust at the scene. The people inside stepped on the ground, which cracked. It was obvious that they had to work hard to avoid being blown away.

"You are the enemy." Garfiel rushed towards them, trying to kill them. Roll did not attack them at all, Ram just used a more powerful magic, which directly injured Garfiel's body.

Garfiel, who stood on the ground again, recovered quickly from his injuries and looked at the few people seriously. Here, he was the shield of the sanctuary, the strongest man, and he had the obligation to protect this place and drive away outsiders.

He got into position again and continued to attack. His attacks were disorganized and full of flaws, but they were extremely powerful. It would probably not be pleasant to be hit by one of his punches.

"You are the type with thick skin and strong muscles. Ram will not hold back anymore." After saying this, Ram used his most powerful magic.

The victory was also decided by one move, but this time Garfiel was covered in blood and passed out.

“Kid?” Ram came to Garfiel. Although he was unconscious, his injuries were recovering quickly.

"Let's go, I think someone will welcome us." Rawl stepped over the young man and walked towards the mixed-blood residence.

“Wait… You are not allowed to go over there.” Garfiel stood up slowly, his eyes barely open, relying on his own willpower to stand up.

"Can you still stand up?" Ram turned around. She didn't hate people who sacrificed themselves to protect their homeland.

"You'd better lie down. We are not looking for you." Luo Er turned his head and looked over coldly.

Garfiel's instinct told him to run, the faster the better, but when he thought of the people inside, standing there, he fainted.

"Let's go, Lord Rawl." Ram dragged Rawl away.

"Hehe, Ram, I would be jealous." Rawl patted her head.

"Ram doesn't hate him, but the only person she likes is Lord Roll," Ram comforted.

"Rem is the same as onee-sama." Rem hurried to follow.

Outsiders always attract the attention of these people. Ram and Rem are the outliers of the ghost clan. Although they are not mixed-blood, if Ram does not have a strong talent, their end will not be good, so they have a natural liking for the people here.

"Welcome to the sanctuary. I've been waiting for you for a long time." Roswaal gave a funny clown salute.

"Heh." Rawl flashed to his side and punched him in the stomach.

Roswaal knelt on the ground, spitting out blood, blurring out the makeup on his face.

"What did you get for following the so-called gospel, Roswaal?" Rawl took out the other party's most precious thing and shook it.

"Cough it... back to me." Roswaal was in great pain, but he didn't care and stared at Rawl.

"The strong have the right to dominate. You can't surpass them by imitating them." Rawl stabbed directly on the opponent's scar.

"What do you know? This is telling yourself not to forget your past enemies." Roswaal began to chant magic, and Roll did not stop him, allowing the magic to bombard him.

"Ahem~" Roswaal was blown away, his face full of fear. Just like before, his magic hitting the opponent was like hitting himself.

"It's really ugly. With your strength, you dare to plot against me? Even Reinhardt wouldn't do that." Rawl shook his head.

"Give it back to me..." Roswaal repeated this sentence, not caring about the serious injury he was suffering. That was his belief for hundreds of years, the thing that kept him going.

Luo Er didn't pay any attention to the clown who relied on this to survive. He just squatted in front of him and said, "You are not only a fly, but also an enemy. What do you think I should do?"

"Enemy..." Roswaal saw the twins beside the other party. Although they had grown a lot, they could also be seen as the girls from the ghost tribe. So that's how it is.

(End of this chapter)