She is a warrior and a great swordsman, so even if Misla descends, it will not arouse her interest, and she even has no idea of ​​joining in the fun and taking a look.

But after a while, she suddenly remembered that Roland was going to that direction.

And Roland previously said that she had said that the spirit of the magic goddess came when sacrificed the oil-making technique.

Now the Magic Goddess appears again.

A woman's instinctive intuition tells her that something is wrong.

She jumped up suddenly, first feeling panic, then she became angry and rushed straight with her sword.

No one can take her Roland, even God can do it.

Fortunately, Roland didn't leave.

After comforting Andonara for a while, Roland took her cold hand and left.

Then several of Elford's men rushed here and rushed into the temple of magic. Seeing the temporary priest who had just stood up and still looked very excited, the few people rushed over immediately.

In less than three seconds, the four great men pressed the young priest to the ground.

In order not to let the interim pastor resist, a strong man in a blue short shirt pressed the interim pastor's neck with his knees.

"I... can't breathe anymore!" cried the interim pastor with difficulty.

This is the standard action to capture the caster alive. As long as the caster's neck is stuck, they cannot chant and cast, and their combat effectiveness will be reduced by at least 90%.

"Shut up, now you have to keep silent and go with us." The strong man in blue shouted coldly.

The temporary mage nodded with difficulty.

Because his face was pressed to the ground, this action wiped his face off.

Then he was dragged up by four great men and carried it straight into the backyard of the temple.

About half an hour later, several strong men left.

The makeshift pastor gasped and came out of the backyard with a sad look on his face.

In the Senate Church, Elford was silent for a while as he looked at the information he had just handed over.

Then he put the information on the table and said to the other veterans who were waiting quietly: "It's already clear, it's Roland. He has made a new magic and sacrificed it to the Goddess of Magic. There was also a priest present, but unfortunately, the Goddess of Magic blocked the hearing perception of other people. The temporary priest only knew that Roland had talked with the Goddess of Magic, but he didn't know what they were talking about."

Murphy continued, "Misla is a woman who is very low-key. She doesn't like to appear in front of the world and use her mental power to see the situation. She is already very proud of her. But she said something to Roland for several minutes. This should be her first time becoming a god. What is Roland worthy of her attention? Her powerful magic invention ability?"

Freud smiled and said, "This is impossible. No matter how smart Roland is, he has not reached the master. No matter how powerful the magic he invented is, it has its limits. Compared with the Sword of Misla and the Mansion of Misla, it is far inferior. Besides, Misla had invented many low-level magic back then, such as defense against long-range arrows, anti-temptation techniques, etc. Her talent is much stronger than Roland. It is impossible for her to chat with Roland because of the inventories of magic."

"What else can it be?" Murphy spread his hands and smiled, "Is it an old virgin who is here to eat the little boy?"

Ha ha ha ha!

There was a happy laugh in the senatorial church.
Chapter completed!