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Chapter 1710 Goodbye Old

As the team guarding Soshiyang was marching, cheers were constantly around him, and countless petals fell from the sky, which was the result of hundreds of little angels carrying flower baskets.
Although Soshiyan wanted to finish it as soon as possible, because the attendant nun in front of him was not walking fast, the entire team could not get up quickly, and he had to endure those fanatical gazes.
But I have to say that although they are nuns, the young nuns' real nature is still there. Soshiyan's sensitive hearing occasionally makes him hear those private whispers. He thinks that it may be a mistake to not wear a helmet, because many nuns are talking about his appearance, and even hear two medical nuns hiding by the wall and whispering his "length"...
Finally, after a long five minutes, the team arrived in the square, where the top leaders of the National Church gathered here, including the Patriarch St. Dalton.
At this time, the bronze bell that had been ringing stopped. St. Dalton, wearing a platinum bishop's robe and a towering dome hat, walked forward. There were two flag bearers beside Soshyan, one was Ustad, holding the battle group flag, and the other was Maximilian, holding the eagle flag granted by Terra.
The patriarch first saluted the two flags, and then chanted loudly:
"Love the Emperor of God, because He is the salvation of mankind, listen to His voice, because He will guide you into the light of the future, follow His wisdom, because He will protect you from evil, pray for piety, because He will save your soul and respect His servants, because He represents Him."
As he said that, the patriarch knelt down and kissed Soshiyang's boots devoutly.
Although Soshiyan was bored, he could only respond:
"We all walk in His immortal shadow."
"Praise the God Emperor."
Everyone shouted in unison, and then St. Dalton took the olive branch from the servant on the side, dipped it in holy water and sprinkled it on Soshiyan's armor.
"Welcome to the Supreme Road Lord Commander of the Expeditionary Force, Soshiyan Alexei Ben, to the Guardian of the Holy Relics!"
Soshiyang's eyes swept across everyone, and when he was in contact with a line of sight, he suddenly moved away quickly as if he was burned.
Then his eyes were frozen in the first place. Her back was straight and she stood stiffly, her wrinkled hands hanging beside her, her slender nails were inlaid with iron at the end, her thin body was wrapped in a crimson robe with medical sermon signs embroidered on it, with a variety of scalpels, tweezers and delicate little hammers, and a turban erected backwards on her head, and her flaps were tightly wrapped under her cheeks, as if she was tying her sewn face.
"This is the nun of the God-Blessed Monastery, Daniel Bazel."
Soshiyang nodded and walked forward and stretched out his hand.
"Sister Daniel Bazel, there will be many wounded people on the battlefield in the future. The God-Blessed Monastery will be the key to getting these heroic warriors back to the battlefield."
Daniel Bazel held Soshyan's hand in both hands and said modestly:
"You should do your best."
Then Soshiyang came to the next person. She was short and slightly fat, looking in her forties, wearing a neat red robe, with white powder on her skin to hide the traces of time, her thick lips were dyed red, like red glass, and her right eye had been replaced by delicate prosthetic eyes. The brass ring creaked outside the black lens, crunching and turning on Soshiyang's body.
"This is Alicia Landa, the nun of the Awakening Words."
Soshiyang also stretched out his hand, but he could clearly feel the other person's nervousness. Perhaps it was the oppression brought by Soshiyang or something else, and the other person's arms were shaking.
"Hello, Sister Alicia Landa."
"Hello! Yes... Very honored! We will do our best to support the expedition! Yes!"
Soshiyan smiled gently, and he didn't expect these nuns to do anything.
"That's really a lot of thanks."
"This is the guiding nun of the Holy Rose Order, Bernadette."
The Holy Rose Cultivation Society is stationed here, so the guiding nun is the highest-level commander here. Soshiyang looked at the resolute female warrior wearing silver armor and slightly old face with many scars on his face, and said sincerely:
"Good luck, Sister Bernadette, I know your heroic deeds, and you are the role models of all expeditionary forces."
It turned out that during the pirate attack, Bernadette led more than 900 nuns to fight against tens of thousands of pirates and hundreds of Chaos Space Marines, and defended the fortress and persevered until reinforcements arrived and eliminated many enemies. The battle record was brilliant.
The old nun greeted Soshiyang with a Skyhawk salute and said in a tone full of hatred:
"What we ask for is hopeful that more heresies can be killed. Commander-in-Chief Soshyan please put us on the most dangerous frontline."
She was so angry not only out of hatred for heresy. After the Red Pirates failed to defeat their morale, they set fire to the Emperor's temple. This was an insult to the entire cultivator and had to be washed with blood.
Bernadette has made a vow that she will fight to death on the battlefield, because it is her mission and her responsibility to protect the temple, but considering that the team still needs to command her to not become atonement.
Looking at the other party's burning eyes, Soshiyang knew that something must have happened, but he didn't ask, just nodded.
"Yes, I promise you."
After saying that, he came to the next person. At this time, Saint Dalton was about to speak, Soshiyan raised his hand slightly and interrupted the other party's words.
Then he looked at Zhang Jiaoyan. After so many years, there was no change, but his temperament became more mature. In a trance, Suoshiyang seemed to have returned to the black ship, the scene where the two met for the first time.
Villets also raised his head slightly, staring at the face that had appeared in dreams countless times, holding his hands tightly in front of his abdomen.
The slightly weird silence made the women around him look at him, and St. Dalton was a little confused, but some keen nuns, especially the senior servant nuns who were good at observing words and expressions, had already felt something vaguely, and a curious look appeared in their eyes.
"Long time no see."
After a while, Soshiyang said something.
Villets' eyes flashed, and then he said softly:
"It's been many years, the commander of Soshiyang."
"you....."
Saint Dalton said carefully:
"Do you know each other?"
Villets answered immediately.
"I have had the honor of fighting side by side with Soshiyang several times, and the last time... was in Pai Shangxing."
"I see."
But the two of them didn't say anything after that. Soshiyang met the heads of other religious orders, among whom the nuns attending the religious order also asked Soshiyang if he needed several senior members of the religious order to help him deal with diplomatic and internal communication issues.
In fact, this opinion is very good, because unlike other nuns in the nuns, in addition to focusing on pious research and service, the attendant nuns also received training in critical thinking, etiquette, interstellar trade and commercial economy. They are not only negotiating experts, but also economic and business experts. They are able to reconcile the spear between the most intense opponents, which is very useful for the expeditionary force, and Soshiyan himself, who is now in a complicated manner.
However, considering that the attendant nun has extremely high requirements for appearance and body shape, if such a woman appears, Soshiyan will not only defeat Huron, but will not be able to handle the battle around him.
Chapter completed!
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