"Did those two people really leave along this way?" Lawrence hid behind the corner of the street and looked outside.
He is still wanted by the ban soldiers and cannot appear openly on the streets of Florence. He must act more carefully.
But even so, Lawrence still wanted to find the two people who had just left the Owes house.
In addition to being curious about the person named Romani himself, he also wanted to know something about what happened at this singularity from them.
Like Amedeo, Lawrence naturally felt painful and abnormal about what happened at this so-called "singularity", even more profoundly.
The ban soldiers broke into his mansion, and Lu Silan suddenly disappeared. Lawrence could only hide in the basement he had dug in a hurry to prepare for war, and immediately rescued Manlio, who had just been rescued by him.
The child, who had just been born, was sent to the small town of Fargo.
He hid his identity and went to the square in front of the Royal Palace of Florence. He saw his teacher being hanged with his own eyes. His nails were embedded in the palm of his hand. The wound has not healed yet.
He knew that there was something wrong with the building he was in.
Lorenzo...Lawrence thought he knew his monarch well, and the things he did were simply unbelievable, and there were also those weird ban soldiers...that were definitely not normal things.
Absolutely not.
"Speaking of which, the man who just fell off the wall and bumped into me..." Da Vinci looked back, only to find that the man had disappeared.
That's weird, it's obviously a dead end.
"When did so many strange guys appear in this city..." He muttered to himself, but his eyes accidentally glanced at the roof, and his body froze.
"...Lawrence."
Lawrence was still observing the outside and didn't pay attention to Da Vinci's soliloquy.
"I say, Lawrence!" Da Vinci's tone became more urgent.
"What's wrong?" Lawrence frowned and glanced at Da Vinci strangely.
Then, he also saw——
On the building just now, stood a tall ban soldier.
Wearing golden armor, he was over two and a half meters tall, holding a huge sword in his hand, and wearing a strange-looking mask on his face, but the gaze behind the mask——
Lawrence and Da Vinci could clearly feel that this terrifying guy was looking at them.
"——Run!"
Lawrence shouted, grabbed Da Vinci's hand and rushed out.
They have been targeted and must escape!
Buzz——
boom!
The ban soldier jumped down from the top of the building and landed where Lawrence and Da Vinci were just now.
On the mask, the red eyes lit up and flashed regularly.
What the hell is that!?
Lawrence gritted his teeth and ran, while looking back, extremely frightened.
This kind of thing should never exist in Florence, and definitely shouldn't exist anywhere in the world!
The huge sword could even split a wall in half with one strike. Lawrence had no doubt that he would be split into two, but——
Close!
Although he and Leonardo both have the habit of exercising, in the final analysis, they still have ordinary physical fitness. How can they be compared to - such a monster!
The ban soldiers had already raised the giant sword in their hands and were gradually approaching, only just a little bit away!!!
Occasionally, there were other pedestrians on the street. When they saw the ban soldiers, they ran away in panic. No one could come to help them!
There was a hint of despair in Lawrence's heart.
Could it be——should it be in this place?
--boom!!!
Just when his legs were starting to feel weak, an explosion occurred behind him. The impact of the explosion directly knocked him and Leonardo forward.
He rolled a few times and lay on the ground, stopping just next to a pair of legs.
"Ma Xiu, my attack hit the target. How is the target?"
A voice belonging to a girl came into the ears of Lawrence and Leonardo da Vinci.
The two of them raised their heads in confusion. Lawrence's reaction was faster than that of Leonardo da Vinci, and he had already turned over and was about to stand up.
"Senior, the target has not fallen silent yet! The battle is not over yet, be careful!"
"Tsk, is the intensity that high?"
Fujimaru Ritsuka frowned, smacked his mouth, and stuffed a gem into the simple divine seal again.
The recoil of this thing is not small, but it is really useful...
call out--
boom!!!
"Uh-huh!" Da Vinci covered his ears.
In a state of high nervousness, the loud noise made him panic.
The miniature cannonball hit the ban soldier again. Fujimaru Ritsuka did not ask any more questions, but inserted a gem again with almost no pause and fired it immediately.
boom!!!
After the third explosion, Fujimaru Ritsuka stopped what she was doing. There was still a trace of white smoke from the muzzle of the simple divine seal. She looked in the direction of the ban soldiers and squinted her eyes.
"...Confirm that the enemy unit is completely silent, senior, the battle is over." Mashu breathed a sigh of relief.
"...Um..." Lawrence got up a little embarrassed, touched his head, not knowing how to speak.
"Senior, now is not the time for small talk. Let's take Mr. Lawrence... and Mr. Da Vinci away first." Matthew gave instructions in the communication device, "There are other prohibition soldiers here.
Wandering around the surrounding neighborhoods.”
"Um."
Nodding, Fujimaru Ritsuka glanced at Lawrence and Da Vinci who were standing there, and smiled.
"Leave first, this is not the place to talk."
She put away the simple version of the divine seal, turned around and threw it out, her body as strong as a cheetah.
Lawrence and Da Vinci looked at each other, then looked at the ban soldier who was almost torn apart by the bombardment, swallowed together, and then... still followed.
That strange voice said that there are other prohibition soldiers in this neighborhood, and staying here will only make it more dangerous.
"Lawrence, what is this lady holding?" Leonardo da Vinci asked Lawrence while running.
"...You ask me, who should I ask?" Lawrence was speechless.
The two of them followed Fujimaru Ritsuka and ran until they were close to the suburbs before stopping. Both of them looked a little out of breath, but Fujimaru Ritsuka seemed to be at ease.
"Um, who are you..." Lawrence gasped and looked at Fujimaru Ritsuka helplessly.
This amount of exercise is comparable to what he has done in a month. Is this person a monster? He is not tired even after doing this.
"I am the Master of Chaldea, Ritsuka Fujimaru, the artist Lawrence, and the artist Leonardo. Nice to meet you."
Fujimaru Ritsuka smiled at the two familiar strangers and stretched out one of his hands.