The cold wind whistled on the treetops, and the howling of snow wolves could be heard in the distance. The midnight forest was filled with a dangerous atmosphere. Lord Leohard shuddered, and followed Cheng Mo step by step away from the camp and himself.

When he was following, he didn't dare to ask Cheng Mo where he was going. It wasn't until Cheng Mo stopped that he couldn't wait to ask: "Lord Angel, what are your orders?"

Cheng Mo turned around and looked at Leohard and said in a deep voice: "Before you set off, I asked you to bring as many people as possible. Now tell me how many trustworthy people you have in the team?"

Leohard didn't dare to look at Cheng Mo who was wearing a beak mask. He was inexplicably afraid of Cheng Mo's eyes behind the red crystal. He thought of the myth of Medusa, as if the eyes behind the crystal could turn people into stone.

, Leohard lowered his head, and whispered as if listening to Cheng Mo's teachings: "Except for Priest Frank and his more than ten men, more than a hundred other soldiers are my people, most of whom are from my fief.

The knights and their entourage, I specially selected all the reliable ones when I came here..." (Europa's "knights" do not mean "cavalry", and the number of knights in the entire Middle Ages was not very large)

Cheng Mo nodded and asked calmly: "Does Priest Frank know anyone from Guisfield Abbey?"

Logically speaking, Cheng Mo should have asked Lord Leohard these questions long ago, but before Leohard made any move to rescue Anna, Cheng Mo did not trust Lord Leohard very much, so he left some important questions until

After he finished observing and felt that Leohard could basically be trusted, he asked.

"I'm sure you don't know it. Gusfield Abbey is built on a cliff. It is inhabited by ascetic monks. They listen to the revelation of the Creator and study the Bible on the cliff all year round. They neither go down the mountain nor accept outsiders.

Unless there is a letter from the Pope...I guess even the Bishop has never been to Guisfield Abbey..." Lord Leohard said firmly.

This situation is much better than Cheng Mo expected, and is more conducive to the implementation of Cheng Mo's plan. Now it depends on whether he can find the right person to carry out the task. As far as Cheng Mo knows, only after joining the team that accepts the task,

Only then can they be seen and touched by Asgardian NPCs. In fact, real witches do exist, but they are not concentrated in Christian Field, but are hidden in deserted places outside the city. Want to

It was difficult to catch 666, so the "angels" accepted the bishop's suggestion obediently and let the NPCs solve the problem of quantity on their own. As long as the "angels" collected enough witch essences to start the summoning ceremony, they could move forward.

Go to Gusfield Abbey.

As the opposite of the "angels", Cheng Mo has not yet tested whether he can be seen by NPCs after accepting the mission. After thinking for a moment, Cheng Mo said: "Can you still see me?" Cheng Mo chose to put it away.

Got the beak doctor suit.

Lord Leohard raised his head and was startled when he saw Cheng Mo's handsome face and black hair. It was the first time he saw someone with black hair and black pupils, and it was also the first time he saw a man so beautiful that he doubted his life.

He had also seen some other "angels" near Priest Frank's tent, and they actually looked a bit like him. However, the "Master Michael" in front of him was not the same species as him at all, and was even more exquisite than a work of art.

existence.

He believed more and more that Cheng Mo was not a human being, a god or a demon. He secretly glanced at Cheng Mo's sharp and cold pupils and immediately looked away. He really didn't have the courage to look at Cheng Mo. To be honest, he believed it more

Cheng Mo is a devil from hell. But now is there any way for him to turn back? He lowered his head, swallowed a mouthful of saliva, and whispered: "Yes, sir, I can see you."

Cheng Mo noticed Leohard's uneasiness, and he said calmly: "Leohard, you have nothing to hesitate. Suppose I were the devil and tricked you into committing some betrayal. The Creator will not be angry with you."

Family, but..." Cheng Mo changed his tone and said coldly, "I can."

"Sir!" Leohard knelt down and crawled at Cheng Mo's feet.

"Don't worry so much. I just want to tell you that the Creator doesn't care about you ant-like humans at all, just like you don't care about whether the ants in your yard are loyal to you. But I care." He said in a low voice,

"So for the sake of yourself and your family's lives, as well as a bright and brilliant future and unparalleled authority and strength...work hard!"

Leohard's palms were sweating. He felt that he was facing some powerful and majestic force. He was completely unable to resist. He whispered: "Lord Angel, I swear that I am absolutely loyal to you."

"The oath is irrelevant." Cheng Mo said, "You prepare a team of reliable people and rush to Guisfield Abbey. I will wait for them there."

"Okay, Lord Angel!"

"You can go back."

"Yes, Lord Angel!"

"Remember to protect Anna."

Leohard said "Okay" again, and suddenly there was no trace of the angel in front of him. He subconsciously crossed himself on his chest and whispered: "May the Creator bless you!" After saying that, he stood there blankly.

After a moment, he smiled bitterly and said to himself, "Maybe I should change my words to say Lord Michael's blessing in the future?"

No one answered him, only the icy wind shuttled through the forest. Leohard felt the chill coming to his face. The strange thing was that when the Lord Angel was there just now, he didn't feel this way at all. He felt warm all over, and he took a nap.

Shivering, he wrapped himself tightly in his cloak, turned around and walked towards the camp.

"There's no turning back." He whispered.

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December 23, 2020, 12:00 noon.

Heavy snow closed Route 4 from Berlin to Frankfurt. The clown Sith, dressed as Santa Claus, walked out of the motel room. A gust of cold air blew up the white beard hanging on his chin. He grabbed it with one hand.

Holding the red bag containing the gift, he pressed the white beard on his face with one hand and whispered: "This is really a good weather."

He walked along the corridor toward the front desk of the motel, entered the warm room, and waved hello to the fat red-haired woman standing at the brown wooden counter who was eating French fries and fried chicken while watching a soap opera: "

Hey! Good morning, beautiful lady!”

The fat woman turned her head and glanced at the mixture of Santa Claus and clown, and recognized him as the weirdo who came to stay yesterday. She immediately focused her attention on the TV again and said in a vague voice: "32 euros, sir... give me the key."

Leave it here and you can go!"

Clown Sis took out the house key from his coat pocket and put it on the counter. Then he put down the red bag, pressed his hands on the counter and said, "Do you have snow chains here? The BMW I drive is a rear-wheel drive car and there are no snow chains."

Can’t get on the road!”

"No!" The fat woman focused on watching TV and said coldly without looking back.

"Oh! That's really bad. If I had known I should have grabbed a four-wheel drive Audi yesterday, damn it." The clown Sith showed an annoyed expression, but the fat woman ignored him completely and didn't even care what he said.

What, the clown Sith seemed a little angry, and he said dissatisfiedly, "Hey! Madam, I'm talking to you, it's really not polite for you to do this!"

The fat woman raised her head, looked at Clown Sith again, and said impatiently: "I told you, we don't have snow chains here, maybe you should go to the car repair shop next to it!"

"No, no... Ma'am, shouldn't the point be 'I should have grabbed a four-wheel-drive Audi yesterday'? Are you too focused on the TV to appreciate the humor in what I said?"

The clown waved his hands and said in disbelief.

"Hahaha!" The fat woman shook her cheeks and body fat and laughed loudly, then said with a straight face, "This is not funny at all... I don't care if you grab an Audi or a Mercedes...

.Now I just want you to leave quickly, and then watch my TV series in peace..."

Hearing the fat woman say "it's not funny", Clown Sith's smiling face became calm. He looked at the picture on the TV with an expressionless face, lowered his head and said, "Does it look good?"

The fat woman immediately felt this strong change in tone. The dry heating seemed to make the atmosphere hotter. She put away her impatience a little and said: "What is good-looking and not good-looking?"

"I'm talking about the TV series!" Clown Sith stared into the fat woman's eyes and stood up straight without moving.

At this time, a funny scene happened to be shown on the TV. The heroine contacted the woman, and then was hit by the hero. The famous scene made the fat woman grab the popcorn and laugh "haha".

"You haven't answered my question yet." Clown Sith glanced at the TV screen and said coldly.

The fat woman put down the popcorn in her hand. This strange man made her feel a little uncomfortable. She softened her tone and said, "It's okay!"

"What's your name?"

"What...you mean this TV show?"

"right!"

""Sibel and Max"..." The fat woman raised her hands and shook her head, "No, no, sir, maybe my tone just now was not very good. I apologize for what I just said... I hope you will

Sorry, I don’t mean any harm..."

"Is it delicious?" The clown Sith asked inexplicably, completely ignoring the fat woman's apology.

"Fried chicken with French fries? It's not bad, just a little bit for those who watch TV. I can't say whether it's delicious or not."

"You are so fat, and you still eat so much?" The clown Sith said with a smile.

Hearing what Clown Sith said, the fat woman stood up suddenly, and said loudly with some annoyance: "Sir, I warn you to be polite! If you have any objections to me, you can complain to me, but you are not allowed to call me fat!

"

"This is just a joke, why are you so serious?"

"A joke? This joke is not funny at all!"

"Then what do you think I should say to make it funny?" Clown Sith asked seriously.

The fat woman was stunned. She felt that the man in front of her was a psycho. She said loudly: "I don't care about your joke. Please get out now!"

The clown Sith didn't move. He looked at the popcorn, then at the fat woman, and said, "Do you think I told the truth and pointed out the fact that you are 'fat', so you don't think it's funny?"

"What do you want to say? It's none of your business whether I'm fat or not!?"

"If that's the case, you think being fat is not beautiful and is an ugly thing. Why didn't you respond when I called you 'beautiful lady'? Logically speaking, you should find it funny."

ah!"

"No, no, what are you talking about? I don't understand. Anyway, can you please stop disturbing me?"

"I'm discussing 'humor' with you, don't you understand? I don't think you are a particularly humorous person. Do you understand? Everyone has to have a sense of humor, a real sense of humor, instead of watching soap operas

, a sense of humor that makes you laugh out loud at some poop and piss jokes!" The clown Sith raised his finger and pointed at the fat woman, and said angrily, "The TV series you are watching is not humorous at all, it is too vulgar and disgusting!

"

The fat woman was a little scared when she saw the angry face of Clown Sith. She reached out and grabbed the phone, and said timidly: "What do you want?"

"You just eat these junk foods and watch these junk TV shows every day?" asked the clown Sith.

The fat woman didn't speak. She looked at the clown Sith and shook her head in fear.

“Eating ‘okay’ junk food and watching ‘okay’ TV series, is this your ‘okay’ life?”
To be continued...