I Refuse to Be a Valkyrie! Chapter 692

Erica fell silent for a moment at her words, then looked at Phoenix with a serious expression.

"As for Sir Salvatore, the King of Swords... he is far too willful. Though he is a King, he is not suited to be a leader. Even if Rome were destroyed, he might not feel any extra sympathy."

Erica's assessment of the King of Swords was remarkably blunt. The personality of that God Slayer, the King of Swords, was easy enough to understand.

Previously, all the magical societies in Italy had been under the command of Salvatore, the King of Swords, but they had only obeyed him and had never formally sworn their allegiance.

Because in Salvatore's heart, there was only battle. Everything else was unimportant.

"He used to be your leader. Talking about him like that... aren't you afraid he'll get angry if he hears it?"

At that, Phoenix set down the juice in her hand and crossed her right leg over her left. Only then did Erica notice that the New King was barefoot.

Earlier, while she had been standing, the long skirt of her Hanfu had hidden it from view.

Although Erica had always been confident in herself, before Phoenix, she felt that the beauty she took such pride in was not worth mentioning before the King she now served.

Leaving everything else aside, merely seeing the slender, jade-like feet the New King had revealed gave Erica, despite being a girl herself, the strange urge to lick them.

Her tiny feet put jade bangles to shame; tender bamboo shoots wrapped in light clouds.

But the moment that thought surfaced, Erica hurriedly banished it. Lowering her head, she said, "I was only speaking the truth."

"What a fine 'speaking the truth.' By the way... I heard there is a Great Knight