The legend of the Crimson Demon clan started from Suqing.

Chapter 437 Not all Italian Mafia members have the Golden Spirit

"Ahh, what should I do?"

The sea water is sparkling, the sun illuminates the sea like scattered gold, seagulls are chirping in the distance, and the blue sky is cloudless, making people feel relaxed and happy.

This is a beautiful seaside.

If I come here with Alice and the others, it will definitely be a happy trip, but the prerequisite is that they can come.

——Traveled through time and again!
Every time, every time... It's like this every time. It unfolds so unexpectedly that it really makes people physically and mentally exhausted.

Under normal circumstances, Zun Zun should be very angry with Prince Levi, but...

He touched the orb on his forehead.

After so many times, he also discovered that such gems are very special and rare.

For example, the red orb that the Crimson Demon clan's old master had been looking for for a long time as a replacement, the blue orb found in the Axis Temple, and the yellow orb that even Vanir felt sorry for.

This green gem must be priceless.

But should we say that we have good intentions but end up with bad results?

"It turned out like this... Never mind, complaining won't help. The most urgent thing is to find pedestrians to ask for the location, and then find a way to get home."

This should be a modern society.

Zun Zun, who had been looking out at the sea for a long time, saw a huge cruise ship sailing on the sea. If nothing unexpected happened, it would be a society with very developed transportation and communications, which would be relatively friendly to him.

After all, if you encounter a different world where you can't speak the same language as in "Moqing", it would really be a headache.

When I first met the beautiful elf girl, it was very painful because I couldn't communicate effectively.

Away from the seaside, inland.

There were many pedestrians on the street, and Zun Zun specifically found a middle-aged man who looked like a well-educated gentleman and took the initiative to talk to him.

“￥（%*！#……”

"Scusa, non ho capito."

Does this mean... did this person just speak Italian?
The familiar yet unfamiliar language made Zun Zun slightly stunned.

I have a headache.

He was good at Chinese, Liben language and English, but Italian and the like...

"Sorry, Can you speak English?"

"Of course, miss."

"I'm a boy!"

After a brief conversation, Zun Zun finally knew where he was. Yes, it was Italy... To be precise, the Autonomous Region of Sardinia, or more precisely, Sardinia.

His impression of Sardinia was that it was the second largest island in Italy, nothing more.

"Why are you here? No, that's not important. What's important is how to get back."

"Are you in trouble? Do you need help?"

"No, I am grateful enough for you to tell me this. I cannot trouble you any further. Well, see you again if we are lucky enough."

"what……"

Zun Zun decisively said goodbye to the gentleman who looked like he wanted to say something else.

I have to say, he is a very good person.

He told me my location and wanted to help me when I was in trouble. But when he heard that I was a boy, his eyes seemed to light up for a moment... No, no, no, this is not Liben and Daying, how could they like little boys.

I must have misunderstood.

Walking on the historic streets of Italy, feeling the long-lost modern atmosphere... It must sound strange to say this, but for Zun Zun from "Suqing", who lives in the medieval world of civilization, this is modern society.

"It's been a long time since we last met..."

Zun Zun caressed the tall buildings.

This is a gorgeous church in the Baroque style, a type of building that focuses on color, light and shadow, sculpture and strong Baroque features. Baroque buildings, on the one hand, have a stronger emotional appeal and shock, and on the other hand, attract attention and show off the wealth and power of the church.

...Of course, these are all learned from textbooks.

I became interested in this church because the Eris Church I visited in "So Haru" was very different from the Axis Church.

This is not good. Thinking about the Axis Cult is a bit of a headache. It’s better to forget about those guys.

Zun Zun rubbed his forehead and continued to walk forward, but at the same time he also noticed the existence following behind him - too conspicuous, the abundant magic power was obviously different from that of ordinary people.

No, it would be better to say that this person had no intention of hiding it at all, and was even deliberately releasing his magic power in a provocative manner.

...quite interesting.

This provocation reminded Zun Zun of Huihui, especially when he had just learned the explosion magic. That guy was unwilling to submit to anyone and wanted to show off his muscles and compete with others.

The same goes for the person behind me.

It’s like when one has just learned something and feels that he is stronger than everyone else, and that everyone else is just a traitor.

He is so arrogant simply because he has not been beaten up by reality. The way to correct it is very simple, just fight more with strong people.

It was after fighting with Wiz and Wolbach that Huihui realized the gap between them and her own weaknesses, and gradually became mature.

Forget it, just leave this guy alone.

If they don't fight in the street, it means that the other party has some reservations or doesn't want to fight in front of ordinary people. In that case, wouldn't it be fine for you to just follow the crowd?

Come to think of it, I have grown up too.

If I had just left the village and realized that someone was provoking me, I would definitely lose my temper in the street.

Well, everyone needs to grow up.

“…It hurts! Hey, don’t you have eyes when you walk?!”

Just when he couldn't help but sigh, a black-skinned, yellow-haired gangster came over, bumped into Zun Zun deliberately, and then said this in English in a rude tone.

"I just bought these clothes, but you made them dirty!"

"Do you even know who we are!?"

"Pay the money quickly!"

"Don't even think about running away. I won't let you go easily until you pay me back!"

"Just make this guy kneel down and apologize!"

As they were talking, as if by agreement, several hooligans came together and surrounded Zun Zun in the center. "I can't stand it... Although there are many mafia in Italy, I don't think all of them are people with golden spirit like Mao Rongrong. It's better to say that most of them are low-level hooligans..."

Couldn't help but sigh.

"What the hell are you mumbling about!?"

"Wait a minute, take a closer look, aren't you quite handsome?"

"Okay, girl, come with us."

When the black-skinned, yellow-haired hand reached out and was about to touch the corner of Zun Zun's clothes, he had a triumphant smile on his face, but the next second his chin was hit violently. The pain made him lose consciousness in an instant without even a whimper.

The same goes for the other gangsters.

Zun Zun elegantly took out a handkerchief from his arms, wiped his white hands, and then threw it away casually.

"I take it back. I am still immature."

He stepped on the back of the fallen thug and walked away leisurely, while the pedestrians around him kept whispering. But they did not condemn Zun Zun, on the contrary, some vendors were cheering for him.

It seems that these guys do a lot of bad things in their daily lives.

Maybe it was a premeditated plan to blackmail outsiders, otherwise they wouldn't use English to threaten people.

The commotion was only temporary.

When they came to another street, no one cared about what had just happened, and Zun Zun was no longer being paid attention to... not entirely, the person behind him was still following him.

Ignore ignore.

But just when he was about to continue ignoring the other party——

"smell good."

Zun Zun stopped in front of a kiosk selling meat croquettes, sniffing the aroma while his stomach rumbled slightly.

Come to think of it, I haven’t eaten anything since dinner. I helped Darkness, Aqua and the others enchant their equipment, was teleported here, and wandered around for such a long time...

"Guest, is there anything I can help you with?"

"Please give me one of these...ah."

Zun Zun remembered it.

If you don't have the country's money and you have to pay with gems or gold, isn't that a bit...

"Two, please."

"Okay lady, please wait a moment."

As the stall owner skillfully picked out two portions of fried meatballs, the people beside him handed over the money and the goods as if it was a matter of course.

Then, a portion of meatballs was handed over.

"……Thanks."

Zun Zun thanked him, took the fried meatball, and put one in his mouth.

"—— Delicious! As expected of a country that is world-famous for its olive oil, the meat is stuffed into the olives, then coated with breadcrumbs and fried. The aroma of the meat and the freshness of the olives form a perfect balance in the mouth. And when it is freshly baked and steaming, the taste is even better!"

"Oh, I didn't expect you to be a food critic, but it does taste good."

The people around him also looked slightly surprised.

Even though Zun Zun cooks delicious food, it doesn’t mean that he is like a certain Tsundere God’s Tongue who will praise delicious food.

The two of them sat down on a bench by the road.

"That's surprising," Zun Zun said as he savored the delicious olive-stuffed meat croquettes. "I thought you would just follow me silently."

"That was my original plan. But if I see someone in trouble, I will still take the initiative to help. Because, I am a knight."

She gracefully picked up a fried meatball and stuffed it into her mouth.

"Where is the knight..."

"But even a knight wouldn't lend a helping hand to everyone. Just like those hooligans just now, I punished them severely. I apologize for their disrespect."

"it's okay no problem."

Zun Zun waved his hand casually.

This person is a bit like Darkness, taking the blame even though it’s not her fault, but the difference is that although she used respectful words to Zun Zun, her tone and attitude were a bit bad.

Well, this is what it’s like when you haven’t been beaten hard by reality.

"I thought you came to help me because I'm handsome."

“That’s largely the reason.”

"real or fake?"

Zun Zun was just saying it casually. After all, he attracted a lot of attention when he was walking on the street just now.

"Dressing so strangely will attract people's attention."

“…Ah, really?”

Did I misunderstand?!
It’s not about appearance but about clothes. Could it be that those hooligans just now thought the same thing and that’s why they came over to cause trouble on purpose?
A little shy.

"Sorry, I'm short on time, so I'm just asking straight to the point."

She seemed a little impatient and looked directly into Zun Zun's eyes.

"Excuse me, which god are you?"

"……what?"

"It's no use pretending to be stupid. Just now you had a nostalgic expression for the Baroque church, but then there was obvious contempt and disgust in your eyes, plus you have red eyes and black hair... Could it be that you are Cain?"

"Ok?"

"I won't deny it. It seems that my guess was right. After all, Baroque churches are generally dedicated to Catholicism, not to mention the Cathedral of the Three Saints. His red eyes and black hair are so beautiful that they can lead to depravity. Coupled with the expression of contempt for the church just now, he is undoubtedly the ancestor of the evil in mythology - Cain. However, according to the records, Cain is not the ancestor of vampires, and vampires will not act in the sun..."

"Um???"

Being stared at by the girl with inquiring desire, Zun Zun could only respond with a blank look.

The more you talk, the more confused you get.

The proud girl with blond hair and blue eyes spoke again: "I'm sorry to have flustered you. I'm late in introducing myself. I'm Erica, Erica Blonttree. I'm the Grand Knight of the Copper and Black Cross of the Magic Society, the Crimson Devil! Please remember this!"

She seemed very proud of her title.

(End of this chapter)