Chapter 21 The Small Goal of Sudden Epiphany

Just a little thief is qualified to be a candidate for the throne? Will the dragon be recognized by the more beautiful? ? And is it possible that this little thief can also run for the king?

Thinking of Emilia's mental age mentioned by Pandora, and looking at the little girl in front of him, Luo Mo's heart appeared unconsciously, the legendary Shenlong was actually a loli.

Feirut noticed the weird look on Luo Mo's face, and while he was whimsical, he gave him a face and fled:

"—If you want to buy it, come to the loot store! Otherwise, get out of here!"

"Don't even think about it...!"

Before he could say the escape word, Luo Mo found that the other party was running faster than he thought, and it seemed that the speed of holding the blessing of the wind was outrageous, so he could only chase it immediately.

After a while, the blond girl stopped in front of a two-and-a-half-story building with a roof overgrown with weeds. After a moment of hesitation, she slammed open the door and broke into the interior.

Luo Mo at the back noticed that the building was built on the city wall, and it was already the end of the slum. Feirut had nowhere to escape even if he wanted to escape, so he slowed down and walked over slowly.

While strolling for a short rest, his eyes unconsciously looked at the towering city wall that was close enough to bring a sense of physical oppression.

This sense of oppression made him unconsciously remember that Pandora, who he had been following, had already been slapped into the ground by Pandora, and even his proud physical strength had completely lost the past.

Compared with the city wall, Pandora put more pressure on him, but.... looking at the city wall with just the right pressure, he had an inexplicable feeling of enlightenment, and found that he didn't need to have any long-term goals.

He has no interest in being a king, nor is he interested in saving the world. Of course, he wants to be the strongest in the world and defeat the god of war, but it is too illusory and can be ignored.

Therefore, he found that he just needs to set his goals in the short-term range that can be reached, like a normal person, trying to make money to buy a car, want to buy a house, and marry a beautiful wife.

"Then.... the task is taken as an incidental, anyway, the big deal is death. But even if he died, he had to kill the clown, and then put the always-easy Pandora to the ground and beat her until she cried and begged for mercy... .!"

Although the target was not positive at all, the fog in Luo Mo's heart was dispelled at this moment.

Imagine stepping on the ground and ravaging the clown who thought he was a bug and was about to die, and he couldn't help but look forward to that day.

Even if it was eight years ago, he would never forget it as a vengeful man. As for what the Witch Sect did to the village...he didn't care about those villagers who never regarded himself as a human being. How about it.

Ram's incident made him feel bad, but Pandora continued Ram's life and saved himself, which made him a little complicated. He planned to teach Pandora a lesson first and then slowly consider the rest.

.................

"But let's put aside the things that are not easy to do for the time being, let's do something that can be done first... Although it's just a change from dealing with one to dealing with two."

The suddenly enlightened Luo Mo's mood became happy after a long time, and he walked briskly to the front of the loot storehouse.

However, instead of entering the room directly, he came to the edge of the door, took a deep breath and let his forehead glow, but he didn't turn into a ghost, but with a little boost of strength, he turned around violently, and then came with the help of centrifugal force. A roundhouse kick.

- Bang! !

The walls of the dilapidated building burst open, and there were old cries of pain from the room.

"If you want to sneak attack on me, you should first learn to hide your breath, grandfather, and I'm not a bad person, why do you have such obvious murderous aura towards me? ... Although from my standpoint, I should say thank you That's it for hospitality."

He pulled out his protective broad-blade sword and blocked Feirut who was approaching by surprise. Luo Mo walked in through the cracked gap with a casual smile, overcoming the obstruction of smoke and dust.

"—Who, who?!" Subaru Nayuki appeared here for some reason, with a panicked look on his face.

And Feirut, who retreated as soon as he missed a hit, was already in front of the old grandfather who was kicked in the waist by him unexpectedly, and now he was holding on to his old waist and couldn't breathe, staring at him angrily and yelling:

"Bastard! Don't think you can get out alive by using force here!"

"Don't put on such a terrifying expression, all the rare cute faces are wasted?"

"Don't pick up nice things here! What the hell are you trying to do?!"

"Give me the badge, and I won't do anything to you too much, but if you resist... I can only say I'm sorry, if I remember next year, I'll probably miss you by the way?"

Luo Mo has long been accustomed to all kinds of anger and hatred, and even enjoys the benefits brought by it, so even though Feirut is already furious, he has an expression like a spring breeze.

It's just... He was unconsciously stunned when he looked at the bald old man behind the girl with a smile and clutched his waist.

This old man, who was called Lord Roma by the people in the slums, was dressed in dirty and tattered clothes, but he had clearly exercised and strong muscles, and...more than two meters in height and too large, at first glance, he looked like the burly body of a giant clan.

The more he looked at the old man, the more familiar his eyes became. He couldn't help staring at the other's face carefully, and said in surprise:

"Um.... have we met somewhere?"

"Where have you seen it? The old man doesn't know you unruly fellow! It's no use pretending to be cooked! The old man will definitely make you into ground meat and feed it to the big mouse!"

Lord Rom scolded Felt away, picked up the mace as thick as a normal person's waist, and planned to find a place for himself.

"The rules are always made by the strong, and I have no interest in abiding by the rules of the weak, especially those made by people who are not subject to the rules."

Luo Mo shrugged and ignored his accusations and threats. He just looked at his head curiously and asked:

"But you should wait first, if I'm not mistaken that you belong to the giant family?"

"What's the problem! Are you scared!"

"...Did you go to a ghost village eight years ago?"

Although the memory was too old for him to recall completely, the village had not had more than five guests in nine years.

As the most striking giant guest among them, Luo Mo felt a little impressed... Although he couldn't recall his name.