Sherlock and Bueno came to the church hall, and the clergy were watching the pagan Heling with vigilance.

“There hasn’t been a pagan in so many years.”

"Do you want to dedicate her to Lord Phoenix?"

“God does not welcome pagans.”

"It's better to drive her away."

People were talking a lot.

Laubron patted Herring on the shoulder: "It's OK."

Heling nodded slightly.

Sha Klokdal raised the golden hook in his left hand and looked impatiently at the whispering clergy.

"Everyone leave the church first and stay in Phoenix for two days."

Sherlock said lightly.

The pirates cheered excitedly. Since they came in, they have instinctively liked the city.

Since Houston has spoken, there is no reason they won't be looking for fun in Phoenix City.

"Calm down and have a good rest for a few days. You can drink, eat meat, and have fun, but you can't kill."

Sherlock specifically reminded.

Hall and others laughed: "I understand, the captain is so nagging."

"The boss of Houston is their favor, so of course we have to protect them."

"Haha, we don't have to kill people either. Mr. Lao can bear it so much, so of course we can tolerate it."

The pirates teased each other, and Laubron smiled and nodded:

"Follow your orders, my respected captain."

The clergy all showed disgust, but had to show respect to Sherlock. They never expected that the lord in the prophecy was actually a pirate, and they also led a group of villains.

Laubron touched his chin and suddenly said:

"Since it's a place to realize my dreams, I can always find a ruin here, and a group of death row prisoners, playing an excellent executive, and blowing them to pieces."

Sherlock frowned slightly, and he didn't expect that Laubron had discovered the unusualness here, and his IQ was always online.

However, unless you think so when you are in the wishing pool, your wish will not be fulfilled. How uncomfortable is it to not kill people? Berron, you still miscalculated!

"Sir, we have no death row prisoners here."

A beautiful little nun said.

"There are no death row prisoners?"

Laubron touched his chin and said,

"There is no death row prisoner, and it proves that the law is not perfect. It doesn't matter, it will be there in the future."

"Everyone here believes in the great Phoenix and lives very happily. How could anyone commit crimes?"

The young nun said that other nuns, pastors and ordinary people praying in the church also started to talk, feeling that Laubron was saying a huge joke.

"The foreigners don't know much about the magical city of Phoenix, which is called the Garden of Eden."

"Yes, there is only happiness and luck here, how can there be death row prisoners and crimes?"

Sherlock listened to their words and his eyes fell on the gloomy face of the great nun Bueno, sighing secretly,

It seems that not everyone in this world has awakened, or not everyone has a lucky life.

For example, Kem's wife, Minier, was born of love, and what she experienced was the joy and happiness of reuniting with Kem.

No, if Kom leaves here and returns to his hometown to see his real wife, is it considered betrayal?

Sherlock suddenly thought of this moral issue, and was fortunate that he had not been married and would not encounter such family disputes.

Bueno has been taking Sherlock and others to the Grand Hotel Bemir on Kerry Street, which is a very luxurious hotel with all the entertainment facilities.

Due to Sherlock's status as a servant, the pirates of the extremely evil have moved in without spending a penny, and they all stayed in the highest-end suite.

But the luxurious hotel did not keep everyone, and most of the pirates who saw their sweetheart went on dates.

Kom also enjoyed the happy life of a family of three, and he did not even invite Sherlock to have a meal at "home".

Sherlock and Bueno walked to the street, and Herring, the little tail, followed quietly, hid behind various covers, confidently feeling that they would not be able to detect it.

Hiding aura, stalking, and assassination are Heling's strengths.

But this is not assassination! And Heling's devil fruit has failed! Even if she stepped on the ground barefoot, she would make a slight sound when walking.

Sherlock's domineering aura can easily see through it.

Sherlock shook his head and continued his walk with Bueno.

Bueno and Sherlock introduced the various architectural monuments and entertainment venues in the city.

"Good Sister of the Great."

"Hello sister nun."

"The Grand Nun is so beautiful today."

The children playing on the streets had happy smiles on their faces and waved to Bueno to say hello.

Bueno smiled and took out the candy from his pocket and handed it to them.

"Go and play, go home early."

"Thank you, Grand Sister."

The children held the candy in their hands tightly and were about to leave.

Sherlock suddenly stretched out his hand and looked at an eight-year-old boy.

"The packaging of this candy is very special. Can you lend it to me?"

The 8-year-old boy scratched his hair and looked at Bueno. Bueno nodded slightly: "This is the Lord of the Familiar."

The children immediately showed admiration and handed the candy to Sherlock, looking expectant: "Sir, you are the one who is the one who is lucky."

Sherlock nodded, peeled off the candy, and ate it in the children's expectant eyes.

Pipicia covered her eyes with her kiss.

A group of children looked at Sherlock with a confused look on their faces.

He did not stop and found that the candy tasted wonderfully. He peeled off the other candies and ate them without leaving a single one for the children.

“It’s really special!”

Sherlock gave a thumbs up.

The children looked at the grand nun and Bueno shook his head, indicating that there was no candy.

They burst into tears.

"What kind of favor, wow!"

"Bully, liar, give me candy!"

The children ran away crying.

Sherlock looked satisfied and looked at Bueno, who was still confused, "Do you give them candies every day?"

Bueno nodded.

"It seems that the fate of NPC can also be changed."

Sherlock touched his chin and said affirming himself.

“…”

Pipicia was speechless to Sherlock. She snatched the children's candy to eat, so why not find such a high-sounding reason?

While complaining about Sherlock, it picked up the candy rolling on the ground, peeled it open it, and put it into its mouth. The eyes that were fascinated by a gap suddenly became bigger and their eyes were bright.

“This tastes great too!”

Pipicia suddenly regretted it when she was kissing her. Why didn’t she ask Sherlock for two? He ate so much, it’s abominable!

The bells of the bell tower rang again.

8 o'clock.

But the night did not come.

There is no night on the island at dusk.

No lighting fixtures are installed on all buildings.

Phoenix City is also a truly never sleeping city.

Bueno looked up at the street signs, his pupils instinctively dilated and his body trembled.

Korver Street.
Chapter completed!