Afterwards, Fang Li found a hotel in the Wangdu that was neither high-class nor low-class, but rather quite satisfactory, and booked a room.
The money obtained from Rozval is not a small number. If you count them carefully, maybe you should almost have ten thousand sacred coins.
Such a wealth, let alone booking a hotel room, is not impossible to buy a hotel.
Therefore, Fang Li doesn't need to worry about money at all.
And Fang Li's plan is like this.
"Since Caiyue Subaru's matter has been resolved, let's concentrate on dealing with the Witch Cult."
In any case, Caiyue Subaru is not important anymore.
After all, if Nai Yue Subaru continues to live under Rein Harut's protection, there is no reason for Fang Li to follow him all the time, it is better to continue to do his own things.
"I have reached this point, but hope that the Witch Cult will appear in this time period just like the original."
It depends on how much influence Fang Li has caused after coming into this world.
"When tomorrow's election meeting is over, Emilia should be back to the mansion, right?"
At that time, if the Witch Cult hadn't appeared yet, Fang Li might stay here.
"After all, there are already arrangements on the mansion side, but here we have to keep watching."
According to Elsa and Meili's information, the Witch Cult came for Amelia.
However, Fang Li believed that in this royal capital, there were also things that could attract Witch Cult.
It was because of this that Fang Li chose to have a direct showdown with Caiyue Subaru.
"In this way, I can do whatever I want without scruples..."
The first day of returning to the royal capital, it passed quietly under such circumstances.
The next day, Fang Li came together, first tempered the star power in the room, and then walked out of the hotel, ready to go to the street.
However, when Fang Li just walked out of the hotel, a voice stopped him.
"At a glance, a man who looks different from a common man should be you, right?"
When this voice sounded, Fang Li stopped his steps.
Frankly speaking, if you read this sentence literally, not many people would think that the other person is talking about themselves.
However, Fang Li was certain.
Because, almost immediately, a breath locked Fangli.
It was a little similar to the old gentleman before.
With a sharp sword aura.
Therefore, the opponent must be a well-versed combatant.
Fang Li made such a judgment.
Immediately afterwards, Fang Li turned his head and looked at the side of the hotel.
"Yo, how are you."
Those who greeted Fangli with such a frivolous and unusually low voice, I have to say, they are very eye-catching in all aspects.
Wearing a helmet made of pure iron on his head.
He wore a half-length cloak that looked like a drape and was woven from straw.
Under the cloak, it was dressed like a gangster.
Behind it was a knife on his back.
Such an eye-catching burly man was beckoning to Fangli.
Fang Li noticed this action.
The other party has only one hand.
The other hand was probably amputated and completely disappeared.
Looking at this person, Fang Li squinted his eyes.
The memory in his mind was turned over, allowing Fang Li to understand the identity of the person in front of him.
However, Fang Li did not say it directly, but deliberately asked.
"Who are you?"
Fang Li's question caused the other party to scratch his head, but only scratched the helmet, causing the harsh scratching sound.
"My name is Al." The other party introduced himself like this, using his face that couldn't see clearly, but there was obviously a silly voice, and said: "You won't know me so, so why don't you just follow me? How about a trip?"
This sentence, no matter how you heard it, seemed to be a plot to commit a crime.
Believe that people who will leave with the suspicious person who said such things, unless they know him, can only deceive the child and engage in abduction.
"Of course, I'm not planning to engage in abduction." Al seemed to be self-aware of his own suspicion, and said very bachelor: "Anyway, with your skills, you are not afraid of being messed up. Here is how you show your masculinity. How?"
"Not very good." Fang Li said bluntly: "I'm very busy and I don't have time to play with you. Please go and ask Gaoming."
After speaking, Fang Li simply turned around, ready to leave.
At this moment, Al's voice slowly rang.
"Witch teaches..."
In just three short words, Fang Li's footsteps suddenly stopped.
"Does it really make you stop?" Al said as if surprised: "Sure enough, it's exactly what the princess said!"
Hearing this, Fang Li didn't pay attention to Al's tricks, but turned his head and looked at the other party.
A hint of ice-blue luster flashed across his eyes.
"what do you know?"
A little pressure rose from Fang Li's body.
"Wow, it's terrible. It's the first time I have encountered such a pure murderousness, it's like being born in this world to kill people." Al half admired and half surprised and said, "Well. , Don’t be nervous, uncle, I’m just responsible for spreading the word, the other party asked me to say these three words when you are not moved, then you will stop and listen to me."
"By the way, if I found the place where you live, it's not like I was deliberately investigating it." Al Gao raised one arm and said, "The princess said, you are here, although it's just a random point. Place, but the world revolves around that princess, so you must be here."
The speech is still so inexplicable.
Unfortunately, Fang Li understood it.
So Fang Li lowered his head and murmured.
"Really treat me as a recreational toy?"
Saying such a sentence, the corners of Fang Li's mouth slowly aroused.
"Then I will give you something interesting first."
After speaking, Fang Li raised his head and looked at Al.
Dangerous light gleamed in his eyes.
…
Royal capital, aristocratic district.
On the avenue to the royal city, a luxurious dragon cart that makes people start to wonder about life is driving at an unhurried speed, all the way forward.
In the dragon cart, Priscilla sat on the soft sofa with her legs cocked, but she glanced aside.
There, a strangely dressed Al is being stepped on the ground with one foot, as ugly as he looks.
And the person stepping on Al doesn't even need an explanation.
"Sorry, treat your knight like this."
Fangli sat opposite Priscilla, stepping on Al and smiling at Priscilla.
"This meeting ceremony should be special enough, right?"