Chapter 50 50. Pretense
Luo Er looked at the group of fearful women, more than 200 in number, and then said, "Those of you who are from Watergate City, and those who want to stay in Watergate City, please stand up."

No one dared to move. Even though they had heard the screams outside the door, they would not act rashly as they had not seen any dead bodies. That man was too terrifying.

Ram used wind magic to blow the corpse in here, showing a very disgusted expression.

Unfortunately, Roll hit the opponent in the face, leaving his face unrecognizable. However, when people at the scene saw the unidentified object, they knew it was the devil.

As one girl stood up tremblingly, more and more girls stood up. In order to kill Regulus, they were willing to give up their own lives, and Roll was their savior.

"Do you still have a home?" Luo Er asked softly.

"Wow, no, he killed my parents."

As one person began to vent, the scene fell into sadness. They accused Regulus of his sins over the years, and at the same time hated themselves to the point of forgetting even their names.

Not satisfied, they began to insult Regulus' body. Those who knew magic even used it to bombard him, not wanting to leave Regulus's body intact.

"From now on, everyone should settle down in Watergate City. There are suitable jobs for you here, food and accommodation are provided, and you don't have to worry about being homeless." Luo Er smiled, but it was more like the smile of a businessman pursuing profit.

Although Ram is still young, she has already begun to understand the evils of the adult world. She seems to be the same, exchanging cheap labor for being a lifesaver. She is simply unique.

Because it was not far from Watergate City, Roll asked Ram to take the two hundred people back, and he contacted the current surface city lord in advance to let him make arrangements.

At this moment, Rem got goosebumps. Not far away stood a silver-haired girl in white cloth. Compared with this girl, Rem felt that Roll was more emotional.

"Bishop Rawls, Bishop Regulus is the perfect Archbishop of Sin. Why do you want to kill him? Don't you think it's a pity for you, who is as perfect as him?" Although Pandora's words were regretful, her expression remained unchanged.

Rem swallowed and began to hide behind Luo Er, as if this could give her a little sense of security.

"Lord Pandora, his actions make it difficult for me to achieve my goal, so I need to clear the obstacles." Rawl responded calmly.

"It can obviously be solved with words. Among the Archbishops of Sin, he poses no threat to you, right, Archbishop Rawls?" Pandora was still puzzled. It was rare for such a person to appear among the perfect Archbishops.

"Words can't solve the problem, so a lesson is needed. But he didn't seem to learn his lesson, so we decided to kill him," Rawl said calmly.

"Really? Bishop Rohr, you will have to fulfill his duties next." Pandora recovered the witch factor and looked at Rem: "Next, you will sleep and forget all my memories."

The next moment, Rem fell forward, and Rawl held him in his arms. Looking at the sleeping girl, he shuddered. The power of words was too strong before its limits were confirmed.

"Bishop Rawls, I wish you all the best." After Pandora said this, her figure disappeared, as if she had never been there.

It was a long time after the woman left that Luo Er slowly breathed a sigh of relief. In this world, he was not afraid of even the Sword Master, but he was very afraid of this woman, a woman who attacked his heart with words.

But on the other hand, he was grateful to her because she gave him the pretense factor and the ability to be immortal, which allowed him to live for more than a hundred years.

Precisely because of the effects of his own power and his appearance which has not changed in the past hundred years, Rawl is even more afraid of this kind of rule ability. This is not something that can be changed by being powerful enough.

The Sword Saint is strong enough, even the witch can only fight him to a 50-50 chance, but Roll relied on his power to prevent the Sword Saint from killing him. You know, even the Sword Saint can be affected by this kind of power. "Lord Roll, what happened to Rem?" Ram came back here and saw Rem lying in Roll's arms, and ran over quickly.

"Fell asleep."

Seeing that Rem was sleeping soundly, Ram looked around again: "Lord Roll, is the Archbishop of Sin here again?"

"Yes, one came and took away Regulus's witch factor and left."

"Is that the man who let Rem sleep?" Ram was very perceptive.

"Don't worry, Rem is fine. Is anyone coming?" Rawl couldn't help but sigh that Ram, who had not lost his power, was simply invincible, both in strength and in his keen psychology.

"They're here, outside." Ram said with her head down. She sent these people back and handed them over to the people in Watergate City, and then brought some people over. These people were there to receive Regulus' treasure.

Roll handed Rem to Ram, then walked out the door and looked at a few people. They were all his witch followers, with the aura of witches on them. Roll nodded with satisfaction.

Today, the Watergate City is omnipresent and has completely become his territory.

"If you collect all the treasures here, each of you can draw one point." Rawl was very generous. Although Regulus was mentally retarded, he had lived for a long time and had countless treasures in his hands. One point would directly achieve financial freedom.

So the people on the scene worked very hard, not only for themselves, but also for the development of the Witch Cult.

"Lord Rawl, where will those people be arranged?" Ram couldn't help but ask, recalling the hopeful eyes of the more than two hundred women.

"You will find out if you go to the street tomorrow. They will work and support themselves in their own way." What Luo Er was talking about was naturally the maid shop. Of course, it was a legitimate shop that allowed businessmen and ordinary people who could consume to experience the life of the nobility.

Many people spent a lot of money on this. Originally, the nobles of Watergate City were somewhat reluctant, but when they saw Raw making money in this way, they joined in one after another and even pulled out their own maids.

The death of Regulus did not bring any impact. Although he was a tyrant, his actual destructive power on the world was not as great as that of the Archbishop of Sloth. The main reason was that he was not very active and went out to rob women, which was something that all street thugs would do.

The next day, Minato City was even more lively. Although Regulus was a bit slow-witted, he had a very good eye and saw every girl was a beautiful one.

At this time, beautiful maids suddenly appeared in the maid cafes, restaurants, and hotels on the street. These maids were either shy or introverted, but the smiles on their faces were from the heart, which also attracted the attention of most tourists.

"Ram, how is it?" Rawl naturally brought the twins to see where the girl went yesterday.

"Lord Rawl has a black heart," Ram complained quietly.

"I provide them with shelter, decent jobs, food and money. How can you say that such a conscientious thing is heartless?" As if he had been living with them for a long time, Luo Er began to joke.

Ram thought about it for a long time and felt that there was nothing wrong with what he said, but he always felt something was wrong.

Some maids learn the game quickly and start recommending customers to buy other dishes. Not only can they earn commissions, but they can also get tips from customers. Therefore, some maids not only learn the game quickly, but are also hard-working.

(End of this chapter)