Chapter 63 Roger life saver
This was the first official meeting between the two, Roger and Gloria.
If Roger had to describe Gloria in one word, it would be "Ice Beauty". Her light-cyan hair and purple eyes were impressive, her beautiful but cold face, her arrogant attitude, and her dangerous aura of ’keep your distance’. Her slender figure, paired with her exquisite and luxurious indigo light armor, was perfect.
"Celtic, you still can’t change your despicable and mean habits. It’s disgusting to see this!" Gloria put the sword back into the scabbard, but the black fighting spirit did not dissipate and still entangled Celter.
"Ahhh! Gloria! You fucking bitch, let me go! I want to kill him!!!" Celtic looked like a ferocious beast, roaring at Roger with a ferocious face. Seeing that his body was restrained and could not move forward, he actually waved his hand and threw the sword at Roger.
Roger catch the sword with his hand and couldn’t help but sneered: "Attack like a kid now? Try to kill your opponent when you lose? Is this the demeanor of your Sauron family? It’s really funny."
"This mad dog cannot represent the Sauron family." Gloria’s tone was as cold as her. "Also, even if you win the game, don’t forget the fact that you are a pariah. In the next game, I will get everything back with interest!"
"Well, let’s talk about it in the next game." Roger threw the sword to the ground and left the game humming a song.
"Gloria, you bitch, put me down now!" Seeing Roger walking away, Celtic was filled with anger and had no place to vent, so he had to direct his anger at Gloria who was still on the field.
"SLAP!"
A loud and clear slap made Celtic feel dizzy. As the black fighting spirit that was entangled with him dissipated, he spun in the air and fell heavily to the ground again.
"You..."