Anime, Girlfriend Shokuhou Misaki.

Erica narrowed her eyes and smiled like a cunning fox.

"..."

Erica's opportunistic behavior was all too obvious.

It was obvious that Saya Miyako could tell at a glance.

but……

"Then I'm sorry to trouble you."

She could only agree through her tears.

Unfortunately, the official history compilation committee has far too little experience in this area, and they need to deal with this matter as soon as possible.

"It's alright, we're all working under the King anyway!"

"It is only right to help each other."

Just as Saya Miyako was on the verge of tears, in another room within the same house...

There is another person in the same situation.

Chapter 324 Conditions for Luo Hao

(I told you not to come, now look what's happened!)

Lu Yinghua, kneeling on the ground, had rolled his eyes countless times in his mind, but he couldn't say anything at the moment.

Ah, no.

They probably dared not say anything.

That's right, right now in this room are Makoto Haramura and Liliana sitting on the sofa, and Lu Yinghua kneeling in front of him.

As for what Lu Yinghua wants to do!

What else could it be but to get Makoto Haramura to release his master?

"First, you need to understand one thing: it was your master who took the initiative to come and pick a fight with me."

"Now that your master's attempt to cause trouble has failed, it is only right that he has to pay such a price. The fact that I did not kill your master directly is already an act of mercy on my part."

Makoto Haramura put down the watermelon and took the towel Liliana handed him to wipe his hands.

Liliana nodded in deep agreement.

They have been tolerant enough of Lu Ying's actions.

Releasing her without making her pay any price, and then wanting more, would be greed.

"Yes, yes, you're right."

Lu Yinghua was like a nodding monkey, smiling obsequiously as he spoke.

He had already slandered his master countless times in his heart.

He had already disagreed with his master coming to cause trouble for the new king, even though he had already given his master some basic information about the new king.

As a result, his master still acted like he was the most important person in the world and that he was the third most important person in the world, and he was just stirring up trouble for no reason.

It's impossible to get him to give up so easily.

Although his master was cruel and treated him badly, often beating him severely, it would be much easier for him to live a simpler life if his master died here.

But he couldn't do that.

From a public perspective, his master was the only god-slayer in the entire Chinese mainland.

The only way to deal with the rebellious gods is through one's own master. In the land of China, where there are many gods, the absence of god-slayers would be a disaster.

We await the birth of the next god-slayer, but we don't know how long that will take.

From a personal perspective, even if his master treated him badly, the concept of respecting teachers and valuing their teachings was deeply ingrained in him.

Abandoning his master and choosing to live a life of ignominy would shatter his Dao heart.

“I know it’s all my master’s fault. Whatever you need, we will give it to you immediately.”

"I only hope that you can release my master."

Haramura Makoto picked up a cup of tea, took a small sip, and looked at Lu Yinghua, who was uneasy and didn't know what else to say.

"That's quite rare."

Haramura Makoto nodded slightly, acknowledging Lu Yinghua's filial piety.

"You've seen things clearly. Since I spared your master's life, there must be something I'm trading with him for."

Makoto Haramura's voice suddenly turned cold.

"But you need to understand one thing."

“I need your master to do things, but you can’t make decisions for your master. Your master’s fate is up to him to decide.”

"So there's no need to say anything more."

Makoto Haramura's single sentence effectively silenced all of Lu Yinghua's subsequent words.

The orders of the god-slayers are absolute; ordinary people have no right to question their decisions.

"Then I shall take my leave now, as I have some trivial matters to attend to."

"Although Master has offended you in many ways, out of consideration for our clan, I still hope you can treat her kindly."

After Lu Yinghua left, Haramura Makoto stretched and lightly swiped his finger in front of him. The dark gap opened, and the black-haired girl, who was bound in a tortoise shell style with silver chains, fell directly to the floor.

"Well, Master, are you moved?"

Luo Hao landed steadily on the ground. Even though all her magical power had been sealed by the magic-suppressing chains, her martial arts skills remained, and landing safely was not a problem at all.

"Eagle has always been a very good apprentice."

"Otherwise, why would I have accepted him?"

The cult leader stood before Haramura Makoto, his eyes tightly closed, two faint blushes floating on his peach-blossom-like face.

"Alright, I'll take it as a testament to your excellent training, Master."

Haramura Makoto was too lazy to waste any more time arguing with this arrogant guy, so he waved his hand helplessly.

"Shall we talk now?"

The moment Makoto Haramura uttered those words, the peaceful and tranquil atmosphere vanished instantly.

Similarly, the slightest hint of shyness in the leader's eyes also disappeared, replaced by Luo Hao slowly opening his tightly closed eyes.

"Tell me, what are your conditions?"

Even if his magical power has been sealed, even if he is now no different from an ordinary person.

However, Luo Hao still unleashed his kingly aura, attempting to rival Haramura Makoto, and determined not to fall too far behind.

"Yes, we need to get our guests on their toes before we start discussing things."

Liliana moved a chair over and placed it behind Luo Hao, while Haramura Makoto stretched out his hand and snapped his fingers.

"Snapped--!"

"Clang!"

With the snap of fingers, the sound of chains clanging in the air followed.

Upon closer inspection, the silver chains that had bound Luo Hao had disappeared.

A hint of surprise flashed across the black-haired girl's face.

I moved my slightly red wrists, straightened my clothes which had become wrinkled from being tightly bound, felt the renewed magical power within me, and sensed that my body was once again full of strength.

Luo Hao now finally felt it was real.

It seems that my strength has finally returned.

How should I put it? It's a rare feeling, and I'm even a little excited.

After all, she hadn't felt that powerless feeling in almost two hundred years.

Only after losing it did she realize how precious her own strength was.

"Sit down first, let's talk after we sit down."

Her power had returned. Although she still didn't understand what Haramura Makoto was up to, Luo Hao was never one to be coy, so she plopped down on the floor.

He stared at Haramura Makoto with sharp, piercing eyes, without saying a word.

"It's very simple, I won't keep you in suspense any longer."

Haramura Makoto glanced politely over Luo Hao's delicate body before continuing.

"You shall serve me from now on, and that is my condition for you."

"impossible."

"You're asking me to submit to someone else; absolutely not."

Without even a second of hesitation, Luo Hao, as if without thinking, directly and firmly rejected Haramura Makoto's proposal.

She is the queen of martial arts, she is the queen.

Her pride and self-respect would absolutely not allow her to become second only to one person.

"Don't rush to speak. Let me finish, and you'll change your mind."

Haramura Makoto was not annoyed by Luo Hao's direct refusal; he simply reached out and pressed down on her.

"Ah."

Luo Hao gave a cold laugh.

Her meaning was quite clear: she believed that no matter what Haramura Makoto said, it would not change her mind.

"You've witnessed a portion of my power, haven't you noticed the differences between my power and yours?"

Opening your mouth is like throwing away a royal flush.

Luo Hao, who had been so confident just moments before, has now fallen silent and fallen into deep thought.

Yes.

She is a martial arts master, although she has always focused on martial arts and has not delved as deeply into the realm of powers as Marquis Voban.

But she still possesses the necessary knowledge and insight.

During the battle, she had already sensed it to some extent, that the power used by Makoto Haramura seemed to be stronger and more perfectly controlled than the divine power they used.

Because power, regardless of which deity it originates from, cannot be definitively determined as strong or weak.

Power is something that exists in a cycle of mutual generation and restraint, and its use depends on the timing of its application.

However, it is clear that Makoto Haramura used a level of power superior to hers when fighting her.

That battle was a disgrace, one she would never want to recall if she could, but she had to admit it.

Even though he had used all his skills, he couldn't inflict any significant damage on Haramura Makoto.

Not asking questions during a battle is a matter of her pride.

By inquiring about the enemy's secrets, regardless of whether they are true or false, she has already fallen into a low-level trap.

However, now that Makoto Haramura has brought it up himself, she also wants to answer her own questions.

"That's right, just like you guessed, I did not use power."

"But in a sense, it is also power, that's for sure."

Picking up his teacup, Makoto Haramura waved to Liliana, who immediately understood and left the room.

Luo Hao remained silent, but her gaze fixed on Haramura Makoto betrayed her current thoughts.

"Simply put, the power systems I use and the power systems you use are two completely different systems."

“I’ve never heard of it before.”

"In this world, there is no cultivation method that can surpass the Demon King."

Luo Hao wasn't stupid. Now that things had come to this, combined with the previous theories, she could naturally tell that the man in front of them, whom they had always thought was not actually the Godslayer.