After Nero finished speaking, he fell into a state of dazedness again.
His eyes were serious, as if he was thinking about something.
But Lawrence felt something was wrong.
A faint magic flashed away.
"Miss Nero?" she asked.
Nero was awakened in a trance: "Oh? Ah? What's wrong? Ah, yes, Yu has decided, so let's go!"
Lawrence remembered that when he left Gaul, Budica specifically pulled himself, which was to say this.
"You should be a caster who is good at sensing magic. I wonder if you feel that Nero will occasionally be stunned, and there will be subtle magic when he is stunned. I am a little worried about this situation. Please pay more attention."
Now it seems...Budica is right.
What exactly happened?
Lawrence had never cared about Nero before, and basically focused on Rika Fujimaru and Mashu. Simonetta also made Lawrence a little distracted. In addition, Nero was not a follower, but a human emperor who really lived in this era, so Lawrence's perception of magic had never been put on Nero.
In addition, Lawrence has not had close contact with Nero in the past few days, so Lawrence has not felt Nero's abnormality before.
But now Lawrence has put a small part of his attention on Nero and immediately feels something is wrong.
Is it a natural magical literacy?
No, it doesn't look like...
.....Let’s not tell the Lord.
Lawrence thought it would be better to investigate it yourself first.
......
After staying in the camp and resting for a night, Nero took his group to the nearest port.
"Let you see Yu's skills."
Rika believed it, and the result was.
“yue—”
Rika walked down from the boat and just arrived on the beach, he lay on the ground and spit out a rainbow.
Mashu held it with his shield so that he did not fall down.
"Will this result be produced even if my semicircular canal has undergone reinforcement..." Mashu's face was pale and covered in cold sweat.
Zuocun patted Tu Fang on the back. He was fine, but Tu Fang Sui San vomited expressionlessly.
"So you can't have a look... Such serious vomiting is scary - ah!"
Lawrence sighed, and gave the seasick people one by one to relieve themselves, looking at Nero with a hint of fear.
"The soldiers can't get up on the boat anymore... It's so pitiful..." Doctor Roman shook his goosebumps with a little fear, "Lawrence, fortunately, I can feel dizzy from the influence here."
"Oh, I finally arrived at the island with gods in the rumor." Nero had nothing to do, but seemed quite happy.
After Lawrence's spirit soothing, Fujimaru Rika stood up and coughed twice: "Anyway, we finally arrived at this island-"
"Zuo Village!" Lawrence suddenly shouted.
"Be careful, this is the reaction of the servant, no, this is!" Doctor Roman's magic radar also responded, leaving a drop of cold sweat on his face.
Nero had drawn out his red sword and looked in the direction of the woods.
"Yes, I'm a servant." A very young-sounding female voice came from the woods, "but I'm not an ordinary servant."
"Subor? Could it be that this island has been occupied by the United Army?" Nero looked in that direction seriously.
"I don't know what you said about the United Army, this girl. But—" A pretty petite woman walked out of the woods, "Welcome to my cramped residence in this era, that is,...the island of stylishness."
Lawrence sensed the other person's magic.
"Be careful, her magic power is higher than that of an ordinary servant. We may... have really encountered a god." Lawrence looked at the servant cautiously.
The petite woman looked around and her eyes eventually focused on Lawrence.
"You... have a very interesting aura." She smiled. She looked just a girl, but she exuded a sacred aura. "But I'm not looking for you, nor is it a servant, but a brave man of humanity."
Lawrence walked ahead of everyone and looked at the petite "god".
"You... are God, to be precise, the 'god follower'." Her eyes were filled with thought and vigilance.
Why did the gods come to this special point?
The petite goddess did not deny it.
"Well, yes, I'm a goddess." She smiled gracefully, "Goddess - Steno."
"Why did you, not a heroic follower, but a god follower, come to this era?" Dr. Roman's voice came, with a hint of panic of forcibly calming down, "And... are you the ancient god?"
"Steno...I seem to have an impression of this name?" Fujimaru Takika thought back, touching her chin.
"The eldest sister of the three Gorgon sisters has two sisters, Yurielli and Medusa, the god - Steno!" Mathus looked at Steno with caution.
"I don't like the title of the ancient god very much. Please pay attention to your wording. There is no magician in this time and space." Steno frowned slightly and then stretched out, "But I am indeed the god of the past, that's right."
"Hey, Roman, didn't you say before that there is no such thing as a god?" Camilla asked with some dissatisfaction.
"Ah, haha, everything is unexpected, right?"
Lawrence and Steno looked at each other.
"You... aren't right, this feeling..." Steno looked at Lawrence, and a cold sweat broke out on his cheek.
"Please tell me your position." Lawrence breathed a sigh of relief.
She knew very well the existence of things like gods and even gods themselves.
But she knew better how terrifying she... was to these gods.
It is not that Lawrence has special means for the followers of the gods, but that the followers of the gods are more sensitive than conventional heroes, so that they can feel a breath on Lawrence more easily.
A breath that is stained by ███.
This kind of aura cannot be possessed by other anno differentiated individuals, and other [██] cannot be possessed even more.
"The other party has opened his aura, and this feeling... is completely different from Joan of Black Arc in the French era!" Fujimaru Rika's pupils shrank slightly, looking at Steno in the distance... and Lawrence who was blocking Steno and everyone.
Miss Lawrence...what is doing?
"Please promise, there is no malice towards us." Lawrence also shed a cold sweat.
Chapter completed!