The following day, Roja had a pretty good time, after having Charlotte this bottle, Roja became arrogant.
Frozen gas? use! Seven wound fist? beat!
The moves are powerful, so look for a strong hit, it doesn't matter if you get hurt, just find Charlotte to post it, just let the girl train herself to control the golden soul.
I have to say that it’s very comfortable to hug Charlotte. The feeling of holding the girl’s exquisite and luxurious body alone in his palm fully satisfies Roja’s possessive desire, and the eldest lady is very cute when she is shy. There was still a little bit of meaning all the time.
Of course, as a person with sufficient vigilance and sense of responsibility, Roja did not do anything to Charlotte. The reason why he tossed like this was actually to familiarize himself with the skills.
[Touch of Frozen Ground], this is a rare skill from Roja’s source quality [Crown]. According to the system, the permafrost maker is a variant of the Crown Stone, although Roja doesn’t know the details. , But to be sure, this is a unique skill.
Unlike Gurandal’s [Power] source quality and immortality, [Frozen Touch] skill, as Roja’s own thing, has proficiency and growth. If you use it and understand it, you can become more comfortable. powerful.
Yes, Roja is leveling, because he is very upset.
Originally, Roja thought that under his intervention, the strength of [Egg] was damaged, and the flagship of the Golden Ship Group, the St. Mary’s speed, should be able to get rid of the enemy and last two and a half days for him and Charlotte to return smoothly. , But Isabella's words at noon today made him feel nervous.
"The Silver Eagle hasn't found Gordon and the others for two consecutive days. It's weird."
The silver eagle is a wide-area search spell used on the golden battleship to detect the enemy. It is inlaid with silver and gems. It relies on the power of the spell to fly faster than ordinary birds. Before, Isabella and Gordon’s The fleet is monitoring each other, but since the arrival of Roja and others, Gordon's fleet has disappeared.
Obviously, the spoiler by Roja and others changed the original strategy of both parties and made the future even more confusing.
After learning that there was no news about the rebel fleet led by Gordon, although Roja did not react on the surface, he was nervous and uneasy in his performance, just as uncomfortable without doing anything.
Strengthen strength, even if it is a little bit, this is Luo Ya's current thinking, and he puts it into practice in this way.
In Roya's intensive familiarity and practice, each scaled man was turned into a popsicle and sank into the sea. The intuition of the tentacle sea monsters and the beasts made them start to stay away from Roya, because they would lose hands when fighting Roya.
The half of the octopus claws frozen on the boat is a lesson for us. Obviously, molluscs are also thirst for survival.
After several rounds of confrontation, the enemy was frightened and ran away from the cold, looking bored, Luo Ya still wanted to develop and expand the functions of life, and wanted to see if it could be used as a refrigerator, but soon discovered that it didn't work.
The frozen air of the permafrost maker is different from the normal frozen air. There is no way to adjust its power. Just a light sweep can freeze the squid claws into a craniotomy hammer, and the frozen items are particularly difficult to decompose, so they can be left for a day. The time still cannot be defrosted.
After hugged and pinched his waist for the fifth time in the evening, the black-haired boy knew that he had done it too much, so he could only bite the octopus on the deck to blow the air, but what he didn't expect was watching the scenery. When a guest came.
"Next, the finest ginkgo wine."
With smiling words and a bottle of fine wine, Roja reached out and took it, and smiled as he watched the coming woman.
"Sister Isabella, I'm still a child, this wine is a bit strong."
"Men's wine is always strong, isn't it good to get used to it in advance?"
"Man? But you drink too."
"The ruler has no gender."
Isabella chuckled and took a sip from her bottle, walked to Roja’s side and supported the railing to look out to the sea at night. At this time, the lights of dozens of ships on the sea were faintly lit by the sailors. There was singing.
Roja took a sip of the wine, and couldn't help being grinned. Isabella laughed at this and grabbed the ginkgo wine and gave Roja a bottle of beer again.
"Forget it, drink this, beer is more suitable for teenagers."
Her Majesty said with a smile, making Roja couldn't help but smile. He looked at this beautiful and handsome woman, suddenly a little envious of Vincent.
Presumably, only his ancestor's strong appearance and strength combined with wonderful fate can get such a woman's favor. Ordinary men, let alone courtship, will be ashamed of themselves even if they stand in front of her.
"Sister Isabella, is there anything wrong with me suddenly?"
Roya, who has been quite familiar for a few days, tasted the new wine and asked softly. The brown-haired woman smiled when she heard the words, and pondered for a while and asked:
"It's nothing, just want to ask what you think of Charlotte."
"Charlotte?"
"Yes, I heard that although you are an unmarried couple, you have only met for a while, so I want to hear what you think of her."
Isabella stared at the black-haired boy with long hair in the breeze, giving Roya an illusion of seeing his parents for a moment. He blinked and suddenly became a little nervous.
"I, I think Charlotte is very good."
"Is it good? What's the good thing?"
"Uh, they are all very good. When fighting with me, they cooperated very well. I saved me when side effects happened before. Usually, although we always quarrel, we are not malicious..."
Roja talked a lot under the aura of Her Majesty's inquiries, Isabella nodded frequently when she heard the front, but her expression became weird when she heard the back.
Do you call that quarrel
Isabella raised her eyebrows speechlessly when she recalled the interaction between the teenagers and girls, she took a sip of wine again, and thought about it and asked directly:
"Roja, do you like Charlotte?"
"... If you like it or not, you must like it, but our situation is a bit complicated."
The black-haired boy explained vaguely, recalling that his nominal fiancée felt more and more hot in his mind, Isabella watched such a boy, and the corners of her mouth gradually twitched.
"That's it, I understand, then, how about I give you a task?"
The woman was smiling, holding on to the railing and looking into the distance, her voice calm.
"You should know that my purpose is to escort [eggs] to prevent this terrible catastrophe from incubating and endangering the world, but if the mission is successful, there will be failure. The necessary insurance measures are necessary."
"The Yongfeng Project, this is our insurance measure. In the past, it could only be initiated by me, but now it is me and Charlotte."
"Once this insurance is activated, the solid gold soul of the keel of St. Mary will melt, and as many as several tons of liquid gold soul will be saturated with the [egg], and the source of this disaster will fall directly to the bottom of the sea and enter the formation before it is consumed. No one will be able to find it again."
"Gordon knows this measure. They will inevitably start with me if they want to regain [the egg], but now Charlotte also has the authority, so you understand?"
Isabella turned her head seriously and looked at the wide-eyed boy, and said gravely:
"Although the possibility is relatively small, if there is a fight, they may find Charlotte's existence and launch an attack. I hope you can protect her as much as possible at that time."
"..."
Facing Isabella’s explanation and entrustment, Roja fell into silence. The black-haired boy recalled the ever-frozen harbor. His mood became heavier and heavier. He stared at Her Majesty’s emerald pupils for a long time and made a faint gesture. Answered.
"Charlotte is my fiancée. It is my responsibility and my duty to protect her. We come together and we have to go together. No matter what happens, I will be by her side."
"... That's it."
Isabella nodded in satisfaction when she heard Roja's answer. The courage and sense of responsibility of the teenager reminded her of something. She looked into the distance and suddenly said:
"You look like him."
"what?"
"Vincent, he also likes to say such things with a serious face, wait, isn't this characteristic of your family?"
Isabella raised her arms and thought, Roja couldn't laugh or cry. He looked at this big sister who regarded him and Charlotte as younger brothers and sisters, and tasted the bitterness of the mouth while blowing the sea breeze, recalling the years of the Akate family. The ancestors who died young, the boy couldn't help asking the long-standing doubts in his mind.
"Sister Isabella, is destiny... unchangeable?"
"Huh? Of course not."
The brown-haired woman strangely forgot Loya, who had a heavy expression on her eyes. She was curious in her heart, but she didn't ask a question, but instead asked a question.
"You should have seen it before, that scale of fate, have you ever thought about why the goddess of fate is holding a scale?"
"Hey?"
"Divining stones, cards, and destiny are too many things. The balance is not considered a symbol of destiny, so why is it in the hands of the goddess?"
"this… "
Facing Isabella's question, Roja didn't know how to answer, the woman gave the answer after a smile.
"Because destiny changes. We who believe in the goddess of destiny to deal with destiny know best. Every minute, every second, every meeting, every parting, the balance of destiny is constantly swinging."
"I don't know what the destiny befalls you, but you don't need to be afraid. Just stretch out your hand. Before the result arrives, use all means to move the balance of destiny. This is what you should do."
Isabella looked at the dim and boundless sea in the distance, with an unconvinced smile on her face. She raised her hand, and the spirits poured into her throat, and the fragrance of the wine was overflowing.
"Destiny is not for surrender, but for change."
She said so, stuffing the little wine bottle into Roya's arms, looking at him with expectation and hope in her eyes.
"Don't worry about it, Roya Akat, you still have a long way to go."
Isabella left with a smile after leaving this sentence. She knew that the rest of the time was left to the young man herself. Roja looked at the direction of the queen's disappearance for a while, picked up the bottle and drank it.
"thanks."
In the night breeze, the young man with hope in his heart said so.