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Nongyue only quietly looked at the woman in front of her who was lost in thought. Nongyue was a little angry. It was all because of this woman. It was because of this woman's peeping at fate that she had entangled her fate with this woman's.

Originally, in Nongyue's original fate line, Nongyue and this woman would not have any interaction. However, for some reason, Nongyue suddenly sensed that her fate line was being peeked at and changed her original fate line. Nongyue had no choice but to check her own fate line because it had been forcefully changed. After seeing what Luculazia Zola had done, Nongyue was completely blinded by anger. Nongyue had already arranged her own fate line, but because of Luculazia Zola's ridiculous actions, Nongyue had messed up her own fate line. Now, Nongyue was powerless to change her fate line and could only quietly wait for fate to arrange it.

" Can you tell me, why do I have to spy on fate?" Nongyue's mind was gradually filled with anger again as she questioned Luculazia Zola with a slightly angry tone.

"Uh, it was just because I was a little uneasy that time, so I wanted to see what would happen in the future. I didn't expect this to happen.”Luculazia Zola answered Nongyue with a little embarrassment.

"Rumble ~~~ Rumble." Nongyue's expression turned even uglier because of Luculazia Zola's words. Because of Nongyue's change in mood, countless dark clouds gathered in the sky outside. Gradually, the dark clouds gathered in one place, and countless purple lightning bolts streaked through the dark clouds. When the dark clouds gathered, a three-meter-thick bolt of lightning struck the sea of Sardinia.

There was no splash of seawater on the surface of the sea where the lightning struck. Only a deep depression was left on the surface of the sea where the lightning struck. It was as if a piece of the sea had been dug out.

"Hey, don't be angry. I'm a beauty, but I don't mind. Why do you mind?”Luculazia Zola looked awkwardly at the angry Nongyue and laughed.

Nongyue expressionlessly looked at the woman in front of her who was old enough to be her grandmother. She spat out a sentence,""I don't pick up other people's broken shoes."

Luculazia Zola, who was laughing, froze. Then, her face turned extremely terrifying and she cursed,""You're the one with broken shoes.”Luculazia Zola wanted to stab Nongyue's bucket with a knife after hearing what Nongyue said.

Nongyue was also stunned by Lucurazia Zola's scolding. He had also watched the anime of the God Slayer in the previous world. When he saw the Grassi Guard introducing his grandfather, Ichiro Grassi, to Erika, Nongyue had a preconceived notion that Ichiro Grassi had slept with Lucurazia Zola. However, looking at Luculazia Zola's expression, Nongyue could not understand.

"Don't you know Ichiro Kusanagi? Shouldn't something happen between the two of you?”Nongyue looked at Lucula Zola in bewilderment.

"Happened your sister, happened your second uncle. Do I have to do something with a man just because I know him?”Once again provoked by Nongyue, Luculazia Zola started cursing in the street without caring about her demeanor.

Luculazia Zola's face darkened again.

"Enough, shut up, woman. If it wasn't for your wanton peeping at fate, would this have happened? Since this is the case, then forget it. I won't pursue the fate line that was messed up because of you.”Nongyue berated Lucula Zola with a cold face.

Luculazia Zola glared at Nongyue before lying down on the sofa.

"Is this why you came this time?”Luculazia Zola took two deep breaths to calm herself down before asking Nongyue about the purpose of her visit.

"Yes, I'm mainly here to see you. I want to see your future before deciding your fate. I won't allow my woman to be touched by my unexpected man. Do you understand? And I'm very dissatisfied with you now. That's it. Since I've seen it, I should leave.”Nongyue ignored Luculazia Zola's ugly expression and disappeared from the room.

It was unknown when a storm had started outside. The storm was very strange. Anyone who knew a little about Sardinia would know that there was no storm in this season. However, in the eyes of all the mages, they knew that this was the work of the God of Disobedience.

"Sigh, how good would it be if that thing didn't happen?”Through the window, Luculazia Zola looked at the storm outside and said something that even she found ridiculous.

Nongyue, who had left Luculazia Zola's residence, felt the aura of the storm and sneered.

" You're just a dog of a loose family. How dare you come out so openly? You really don't know life and death. But soon, very soon, you'll have to accompany your companions, hehe..."

In the red copper black cross, Erika looked at the storm outside and was a little worried. She sensed that the God of Disobedience in Sardinia must have something to do with Nongyue. Otherwise, there wouldn't be seven God of Disobedience in Sardinia at once. However, Nongyue came back at the same time, which made her more certain that Nongyue had something to do with it. She also noticed that Nongyue had changed this time. She didn't look like a human anymore. Although Nongyue still looked at her the same way, she looked at others as if she was looking at ants. Nongyue would never do that three years ago.

Erika really wanted to know what had happened to Nongyue in the secluded world for the past three years, but she didn't ask Nongyue. She knew what she should ask and what she shouldn't ask. Nongyue would tell her when she wanted to, but she wouldn't answer when she didn't want to. Erika knew this very well, so when she saw Nongyue, she didn't ask anything. She just stayed by Nongyue's side quietly. As long as Nongyue knew that she would face it with him no matter what happened. Even if she had to give up everything, she would stay by Nongyue's side without any regrets.

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