He handed Mess over to Sasha and Fanny and helped him back to the room, but Robben stayed. Robben guessed Mess’s situation correctly, but there was nothing complicated about it. It was just that the madman attached his fierce murderous aura to Mess. Although Mess was smart, he was just an ordinary human woman and could not bear the murderous aura of the madman at all. If he came to relieve it later, Mess might be irreversible.

Robben didn't leave because he wanted to get some price for Metz. Of course... it was not a big break and went in to get a price for the madman duel, it was simply seeking death.

"Why aren't you leaving yet?" The madman's voice came from the room again.

Robben respectfully disrespectfully looked at the door, "Thank you for not being too embarrassed and letting go of my wife. I think you don't have any acquaintances here, and you haven't found a suitable place to live for you now. You must be so bored, but this imperial capital is not short of good wine. I wonder if you are going out for a walk?"

"Haha...why, are you dissatisfied, because of that woman?"

"I don't dare, I just don't want my senior to be stuck in the house all day."

The room was silent for a while, "Ah... it's good! It's really not so good to be bored in the room. Let's go outside to have a drink!"

I have to say that the madman may not have any idea of ​​his image at all. Although he was new and fresh in his body when he took a shower and changed clothes, he still held the broken sword wrapped in dirty cloth under his armpit. His hair was originally like dead grass, and he was tied up with a straw rope on his back. Now he was washed clean, but he was still tied with a straw rope... It felt very strange when walking on the street.

If you drink, Robben naturally has it, but since he is relaxing, he can't drink at home anymore. Robben changed into casual clothes and walked towards the largest restaurant in the imperial capital with a swagger.

Walking on the street, the madman's strange shape had a very high return rate, and not many people even recognized Luo Benlai. Everyone's eyes were attracted by this strange swordsman.

"Human cities... are always so noisy." Walking on the street, the madman suddenly sighed.

"It's also very lively. Humans have always been like this. It's difficult for a person to survive alone. In life, they need relatives, friends, and sometimes even enemies. If they are alone, they always feel that there is a lot of things missing."

The madman remained silent.

When I came to the largest restaurant in the imperial capital, it was already crowded. Although the empire is now shrouded in the dark clouds of war, the luxurious atmosphere in the imperial capital was only slightly restrained. Moreover, for some people, as long as the enemy's sword was not put on their necks, the war had nothing to do with them. They only focused on money and interests.

Originally, when I saw the crazy man, the guy who was dressed in a simple manner in front of the restaurant would not let him go, but at first sight, he immediately solved everything...

"Find a quiet place, facing the street." Robben threw the gold coins in his hand into the hand of the waiter who hurried out of the restaurant.

"Yes, yes, yes..." The waiter nodded and bowed, and greeted Robben and the madman upstairs.

In the private room specially placed on the top floor of the restaurant, Robben and the madman sat down, and soon the wine and dishes were served like flowing water, without even waiting for Robben to order.

"Sir Saint King, please choose what you like. If you don't like, we will immediately withdraw the new ones!" The fat restaurant owner left a message and left respectfully.

The madman took a sip of wine and nodded, "Not bad... the wine in this imperial capital is indeed different from other places."

"Senior like it." Robben also took a sip and then put it down. Robben is not in a mood to drink and eat vegetables at all now.

Although his eyes were closed, the madman seemed to see clearly than he had opened his eyes. There was no obstacle to eating. "Robbon, I really didn't expect that in just a few years, the boy who had fought with me was now the holy king of the Katon Empire. I have heard of this holy king. It seems that he is the supreme title besides the Great Emperor, and in a sense, his authority is even better than the Great Emperor."

"If you don't say these words to make me ashamed of people like me, these false names are just for the sake of need. If this war was not constantly pushing behind the scenes, there were some irresistible factors, I would rather be a small businessman or an inconspicuous person now, and then spend the rest of my life with my wives quietly and enjoy our lives quietly, and now..."

Robben looked out the window and saw most of the scenery in the imperial capital here. "Now I can't even guarantee whether I can still live tomorrow."

"Have you lost all your magic?"

"Yes, I was accidentally... It seems that this time is different from the previous situation. I would have been more careful if I had known it." Robben smiled bitterly.

The madman smiled, "When he was young, he was very ups and downs, sometimes he was in great success, sometimes he was in a state of decline. This is nothing, come... I've made this cup."

This guy said it was relaxed. Robben shook his head, but he still raised his glass and said, "Cheers."

The madman drank the wine and seemed to feel much more relaxed. He said, "Humans are very fragile, both physically and mentally, so there are few peerless people among humans. Of course, those who appear by chance are quite amazing and stunning, but they are too rare. They are not born with excellent combat qualifications like some races on the continent. Humans rule the continent, rely on their population, their cunning minds and... the help of the gods."

"Countless powerful people died because of temporary setbacks. They could have reached a certain peak, so Robben... You are very good. At least you can still drink with me here calmly, instead of deliberately doing something meaningless to restore your strength. I think you will get your power back. Now... it's just that time hasn't come yet."

"Thank you, senior." Robben's words were sincere. It was false to say that the magic power disappeared and it was gone, but Robben just didn't know how to recover now, and... he was not so anxious that he was crazy.

"But even if all the magic power is restored, there is still no way to compare with the senior. The battle at the port of airship call is really ridiculous now. Senior must think so, right?"

"Well... that battle was very interesting." The madman drank a sip of wine like aftertaste. "I have almost challenged the strong people on the mainland. Of course, it is impossible to give all their strength, but the boring feeling is not their strength, but the heart of a warrior, the reason for a warrior to hold a sword, and the persistence of a magician in magic. Most of them do not have the heart of a truly strong person, which disappointed me. A long time ago, there were still many pure warriors and magicians on the mainland, and I would have been defeated often at that time."

It seems that this lunatic has never been defeated in the last one hundred or hundreds of years. Of course, it is completely impossible to defeat him with his perverted power.

"But you made me feel very strange at that time. It's not that you are a respectable opponent, you are not a warrior, nor an orthodox magician, or... Compared with those incompetent strong men, you don't even have the minimum strong men's consciousness, let alone a strong man's heart to pursue the path of the strongest!"

Robben breathed a sigh of relief, his original intention of learning magic... It was really not about pursuing a stronger power.

"However, I can feel a very pure and straightforward persistence, not pursuing strength for strength, nor scheming for power. This is probably what I can feel, so I think you are very good."

"Ha..." Robben shook his head and smiled, "I don't have any motivation, I just... I just want to live well."

The madman smiled rarely, "Robben, although this is not the mentality pursued by a warrior,... this is a very strong mentality, simple and direct, and the strength often comes from this idea."

"Maybe... I can live until now, maybe it's a blessing for this idea, but... often times, this kind of idea that I don't know how to adapt will almost kill me."

"Hahaha..." The madman laughed, "This is probably what humans look like."

Robben asked with a smile: "Senior, so I don't know what reason is your strength coming from? Is there anything else in this world that you are eager for?"

The madman's movements were obviously stiff, and he slowly drank the wine in his glass and said, "Living life will always pursue something, even a bottle of wine, a plate of dishes..."

Robben tasted the dishes on the plate and felt pretty good, "But what the senior pursued is definitely not the food and drink... This time, the senior came back, and although he agreed to some conditions, he still seemed very dissatisfied. I think my wife would not dare to anger her senior even if she is stupid. I guess she may be in a bad mood, right?"

"Haha..." The madman seemed to be in a very good mood and said with a smile: "When I came back, I heard the news that you held a grand wedding in the imperial capital and married three brides."

Robben raised his eyebrows, "What, do you think seniors are planning to make up for the gifts that were not delivered at that time?"

"Hahahaha!" the madman laughed, "I'm penniless and have no gifts to give. I can only owe this gift. If you don't dislike it, you can take this sword away. Apart from that, I really have nothing to give to anyone." The madman said and patted the sword placed on the table.

"I don't dare to ask for this. If they knew that I had taken the sword of my senior, they would probably bombard me and ask me to return the sword as soon as possible."

The madman laughed and drank another drink and said, "It seems that I just made your wife suffer a little, and you can't forget it. You are a rare good man, hahaha..."

"I dare not, let's go over Metz's affairs, she's fine now."

The madman sighed, "Speaking of this... It's the first time I have used methods to an ordinary human being. Don't catch me, you guy. I didn't intend to hurt her, but I didn't expect that ordinary human beings would be so fragile."

This sentence...is probably an apology, right? Robben thought to himself.

"Senior is too careful. I don't take this matter seriously. Just let Messe be safe. I think she may not know much about her situation, so some words will offend her. Please don't be disgusted."

"Haha..." The madman's mouth moved, "Robben, you married an extremely smart woman. I didn't specifically remember how many years I lived, but there were always hundreds of years. During this period, I saw many races and many humans, but there were too few humans like that woman. I even had a little doubt if you were plotted by her and finally married her."

Robben smiled, "Maybe, but...even if that's the case, I'm happy to be plotted against by her."

"It's really hard for you to get together and live in harmony..." The madman shook his head, as if he was confused...

"Although we have different personalities, we all know what the other party needs, and even understand what the other party will say next. I believe the seniors know this feeling too."

The corners of the madman's mouth bent down slightly, "I don't understand human feelings."

"But when a life lives in this world, there are always some things that are the same, which require care and help from other similar people, close people around them, a sense of existence, and a goal to survive."

The madman shook his head and continued to drink, "Robben, compared to that woman's words are much more wise than you."

Robben took a light breath, "Senior, I don't want to hide anything, nor do I want to intrigue with you. I just want to say, if you are not alone... then please help us! The senior also saw that the other party's warrior lurked in the imperial capital, and the witches didn't even notice that the gate of the palace is a forbidden area in the forbidden area, and countless important people are entering and leaving every day, but..."

The madman just drank and said nothing.

"Senior, if you have any concerns... please tell me, I am a human! Not a demon!"

The madman suddenly put down his wine glass, turned his face to Robben as if he was looking at it, and then said, "Robben, that witch... was actually what you ordered?"

Robben was stunned, "Witch?"

"Naran." The madman simply emphasized.

Robben blinked a few times in a row, not knowing how to answer for a while, and he had no idea how the madman knew about this.

"I don't look at the world with my eyes. My eyes are used to kill people... Everything in this world has its unique aura fluctuations. The witch was a little nervous in front of my murderous aura, and she couldn't make a decision immediately about some things. She was looking at your face. I was right?"

Robben was really surprised. This madman could see things much more clearly than a discerning person!

"So...I think that magic sound box is what you mean from beginning to end, right?"

Robben was embarrassed when asked, but... since he had already asked this, it would be useless to conceal it. Robben replied with a tough bullet: "Senior, please forgive me. In order to strengthen my confidence, I have to introduce the demon clan as the main person to meet you. I think... If it were me, I'm afraid that my senior would have doubts."

With the soft sound of "Kara", the madman had already put the magic sound box on the table. "It doesn't matter who said it. What I want to be sure most now is whether all the conditions discussed here are true?"

Robben sweated wildly, and his heart couldn't help but beat quickly. Most of the conditions in the magic sound box were fabricated by Mess, so what's true!

Seeing that Robben did not answer immediately, the madman sighed, "I felt a little strange at that time. Such conditions were too generous. The demons never ignored our ancestors. Now that the war has not begun, there seems to be no reason to gather us, the alien races who used to be disrespectful to look at each other with such superior conditions!

We? Robben's heart was thrilled and he keenly caught the words that the madman had inadvertently revealed.

"Senior...most of those conditions are true." Robben knew that he could not make up any more, and the madman had guessed the truth.

"What about the rest?" the madman asked lightly, and picked up the wine glass again. "I'm afraid those generous conditions are all fake, and those that don't hurt or itchy are real?"

Robben was speechless when asked, and the naked deception was exposed. This feeling was really uncomfortable.

The madman smiled bitterly, "If you guessed correctly, these are also based on the arrangements of that woman?"

Robben was completely powerless, and this madman was like a half-immortal. Can closing his eyes really make you think and grasp the surrounding environment more accurately?

Just when Robben was speechless, he heard a burst of footsteps outside the private room. Robben frowned. The top floor of the restaurant was now the only one and the madman. Although he only occupied a private room, it was impossible to entertain other people at this time. The guys who served the food were also lightly. What was the matter of rushing up in such a hurry? Also, why did the footsteps sound so familiar?

"Sister, let's go back..." A voice came over, and Robben's heart suddenly jumped. It was Fanny! The sister she said...

"Senior! Mess is here to apologize for you!!" Mess' panting voice came in from the screen in the private room.

At this time, it seemed that the restaurant owner was stammering and Shasha was extremely dissatisfied. It seemed that Robben could hear the sound of fists and kicks...

"Senior, this is not..." To be honest, Robben felt a little wronged. The lies here were exposed, and then Metz made a brilliant appearance, as if it had been designed...

"I just said you married an extremely smart woman..." The madman shook his head and said to the outside, "Okay, there is nothing to apologize. You won't have anything to do, go back."

"Mess's words were offensive just now, so please forgive me. Since I have arrived here, please allow Mess to go in and pour a glass of wine for me to express my feelings." Mess did not leave.

Robben looked embarrassed, "Mayce, your health has improved, so let's go back and rest first!"
To be continued...