In fact, Orianna knew very well that she had lost, and she had lost since she used coercion to cheat.

As a result, Rolle forced himself to win, or did he use this poor acting skill without professional quality

It was coaxed by him as a little girl!

Is my impression in his heart so young?

Orianna was in a state of bewilderment.

In other words, why can he resist my coercion?

She was very puzzled about it.

According to the current transcendental theory, the spiritual attack of coercion and spiritual pollution can only be resisted by blood, courage, friendship, love and hope. These things can not be resisted, either with the help of corresponding sacred objects, or with the use of supernatural forces such as divinity and magic.

What powerful holy thing does he have on him? Is that the prosthetic limb?

Or

An absurd possibility came to her mind:

Can it be said that I can't pose a threat to him at all? My authority in his eyes is like a child pretending to be fierce towards an adult?

She quickly shook her head and shook her ponytail behind her head, throwing the absurd idea behind her.

She is a ninth order saint and a well-known saint of inflammation. Even the tenth order demigod can't ignore her authority.

How many steps does it take to achieve this? Level 11 inaccessible to humans? Or the 12th order that has not been proved to exist so far?

The knowledge she received made her unable to accept the second conjecture, which was too outrageous.

She still believed in the first judgment and thought that Rolle's prosthetic limb was a very special holy thing.

It's a powerful holy thing to resist my pressure. I just don't know what the price is?

Orianna was curious, but she didn't ask. This is a very important privacy.

While she was thinking, Rolle next to her handed over a towel.

"Come on, miss Orianna, wipe your sweat."

"Thank you."

Orianna took the towel and wiped the sweat on her forehead.

It's very warm, isn't it?

But she immediately realized that something was wrong.

After becoming a saint, she can freely control some reactions of her body, such as sweating, shaking, chills and fever, which are very strange to her.

But I was unknowingly sweating

What kind of strength does this man have?

Before she knew it, Orianna was full of curiosity about rolle.

At this time, the housekeeper next to them came and reminded them that breakfast was ready.

Rolle hurried upstairs to wake Cory up.

As soon as he left, Orianna said to the housekeeper in sign language:

"You're right. He's really strong and can't see through..."

"Ah, this..."

The housekeeper's reaction was very embarrassing. I didn't say anything. You guessed it all yourself!

Olliana ignored his embarrassment and continued:

"But I don't know why. He chose to hide his strength and act very low-key."

She didn't delve into the reasons for Rolle's hidden strength. In fact, this kind of thing is quite common. Many powerful people choose to keep a low profile for various reasons, and even go to seclusion in remote areas.

It may be because of the cost of the holy things, or it may provoke a fierce enemy, or it is a strong man secretly cultivated by various forces.

Like the housekeeper, who is not famous, belongs to the third case.

No law stipulates that the strong must keep a high profile.

"In short, let's not point out such things."

Orianna finally reminded me.

"No, I..."

The housekeeper felt depressed. I really didn't say anything!

When rolle went up to the second floor, she saw that Kerry's door had been opened, and her daughter had been neatly groomed and tied up her ponytail. She was sitting in front of the dressing table, silently stroking the baby cat in her arms.

"Eh? There's no lazy bed today?"

Said rolle, approaching.

Cori unexpectedly ignored him and didn't look back. She still turned her back to her and faced the mirror of the dresser.

Looking in the mirror, she seems a little... Unhappy?

"What's the matter, baby?"

Asked rolle, reaching out and touching her daughter's head.

But Li asked a very strange question:

"Dad, do you want to find me a mother?"

"How is that possible? What are you talking about?"

Rolle said in surprise and pinched her soft cheek.

Cori shook her head hard, didn't pinch him, and continued to ask:

"But why do you let Mr. Orianna everywhere?"

"I've never been asked to..."

Hearing these childish words, Rolle couldn't help laughing, put his hand on her shoulders and explained:

"I let her because she is your teacher; I am strict with you because you are my daughter."

"I hope she will treat you better in the future, and I hope you can protect yourself in the future."

"Such a simple truth, my smart daughter must be able to figure it out?"

Cori nodded somewhat reluctantly, reached out her hand to hold Rolle's right hand, put it on her cheek, and said softly:

"I know all this, but I'm just afraid..."

"What would I do if Dad had another daughter?"

With bursts of heartache in her heart, Rolle quickly gently hugged her petite body and comforted her softly:

"Don't worry, Dad, you're the only daughter in his life."

"What about the son?"

Cory asked.

"More impossible!"

Luo Eryi replied in his righteous words.

Cori turned around, smiled a little, blinked her big eyes, looked at rolle and asked again:

"Really? Dad didn't lie to me?"

"Of course it's true. When did dad lie to you?"

Rolle bent down and picked up his daughter, let her sit in his arms, and rubbed her face with beard residue.

"Hee hee, I knew Dad was the best!"

Cori showed a really satisfied smile and gave rolle a warm hug.

Coaxed her daughter and took her to the dining room.

This time, probably because of rolle, Orianna didn't mean to drink milk in that way, but ate with the most standard aristocratic elegance and honesty.

After eating, she said:

"We have an outdoor teaching activity today. Will Mr. rolle come?"

Rolle waved again and again:

"That's not necessary. I'll go around the city myself and don't disturb you."

But Li was a little confused. Didn't she agree to let me stay in the melting pot and accompany my father?

Why do you suddenly have to teach outdoors again? Doesn't the melting pot need protection?

It was not until she got in the steam car and left a long way that she explained:

"Because I think the city is really safe now."