"Where is the person you are talking about?" Bishop Wilster Dale of the God of War Church said with a serious face.
He carries a giant sword with a handle wider than the door panel behind him. He is not wearing a large robe like ordinary priests, but is dressed in a suit suitable for activities. His arms and calves are also equipped with arm guards and legs that exude spiritual fluctuations.
A, the style is wild and looks extremely extraordinary.
"Please come with me, Bishop Dale."
With a smile on his face, the tavern owner led Wester Dale and his members of the God of War Church to the underground wine cellar.
In front of the wooden door, Wilster Dale narrowed his eyes, stared at the tavern owner's face and said: "You should know the consequences of deceiving the Church of the God of War. Believe me, I will tear you in half."
The tavern owner waved his hands repeatedly, "How dare I!"
He swallowed and crossed his fists in front of his chest in the posture of the God of War Church. "By God of War, every word of my old Bard is true."
Wilster Dyer sneered.
The next second, he reached out and pushed open the door, highlighting the determination of an extraordinary person with the 'Warrior' path.
Of course, there are also some timid pagans who despise their perseverance and courage as brainless fools.
Bang!
The wooden door made a loud noise.
Wilster Dale stepped in without hesitation.
The light in the wine cellar was very dark, with only some lamps made of sea fluorite hanging around, emitting bursts of dim light.
There is a table and some chairs in the center.
Wester Dale looked around and saw a slender, muscular man with deep eyes, a white-haired man about thirty-five years old. He was wearing an Intis-style long windbreaker, hunting boots, and two bags at his hand.
A long sword with a strong and deep temperament.
"Extraordinary person of warrior path." Wilster Dale made a judgment in his heart.
And he almost immediately realized that the other party's level was not low, and he did not belong to the Church of the God of War.
That is to say...
A wild 'warrior'.
"I didn't expect it." Wilster Dale took off the giant sword from his back and sat down opposite the white-haired man, "There are still warriors wandering around these days."
Since the war between the Kingdom of Loen and the Feysac Empire began, the power of the Church of God of War has shrunk greatly. For one reason or another, all the Extraordinaries in the warrior path have received varying degrees of 'special treatment' from other official churches.
Quite bleak.
Nowadays, wandering ‘warriors’ are quite rare.
Of course, it's also very suspicious.
"White Wolf, you can call me White Wolf." The white-haired man raised his head.
Under the dim light, his eyes took on the amber color of a beast.
"White Wolf?" Wilster Dale said noncommittally.
After a pause, he went straight to the point, "I heard that you can help me deal with some people?"
"As long as the price is reasonable, I can handle it, whether it's a human or an extraordinary creature." The white-haired man rubbed the long sword in his hand as he spoke, "This is the meaning of my existence."
"I understand the joy of fighting." Upon hearing this, Wester Dale showed an experienced expression.
But then, his face became serious, "But the people I want to kill are in the Church of the Night, the Aurora Society, and the Witch Sect. Can you handle it?"
After hearing this, the white-haired man leaned forward slightly and said in a casual tone: "Name, I will give you a quote."
Wilster Dale was silent for a moment and said with a smile: "It seems you have some useful cards... Well, let me think about it, I want the life of Sherlock Moriarty, the saint of the Aurora Order.
How much should I give you?"
"Heh, it seems those dark guys from the Aurora Society have indeed brought you some trouble." The white-haired man chuckled.
Wester Dell asked back: "So, you are not from Fusac? Looking at your figure and appearance, you thought we were compatriots."
"I'm a wanderer." The white-haired man shrugged, "The country means nothing to me."
The conversation changed, "If it's a famous gentleman... I want this number."
As he spoke, he held out three fingers.
"Three hundred thousand is a very reasonable price." Wilster Dale nodded with a very cheerful attitude.
"In addition to the reward, the extraordinary items and extraordinary characteristics left behind by the other party must also belong to me." The white-haired man added slowly.
Wilster Dale was still cheerful, "No problem, as long as you can kill him, you can keep everything."
money?
What's the use of money.
If you can get rid of that dark and weird bug, you won’t have to worry about it no matter how much money you spend!
The white-haired man smiled and said, "Well, I want a 20% deposit!"
"Okay." Wilster Dale waved back.
Immediately, a man trotted over and placed a heavy money bag on the table.
Wilster Dale was about to speak.
Suddenly, a sticky, mud-like feeling crawled over my body.
He felt that his consciousness was in a trance, and even the white wolf in front of him had double images.
"You!" No matter how stupid he was, Wilster Dale realized that he had been tricked.
The white-haired man didn't hesitate and slashed with two swords!
Unfortunately, Wilster Dale was not able to become the bishop of the Church of the God of War because of his kindness. Even though his consciousness was quite vague, he still relied on instinct to swing the broad sword and blocked the attack of the white-haired man.
"Get out!" Wilster Dale shouted angrily.
The white-haired man took a few steps back, with a slight smile on his lips, "Stop resisting and become my new marionette."
"Secret Puppet...you...are not a warrior..." Wilster Dale spoke with difficulty.
"You say I'm not, but I think I am." The white-haired man shrugged, "How come a warrior who engages in backstabbing isn't a warrior?"
Wilster Dale:???
Finally, the spiritual thread was completely controlled, and his eyes gradually dimmed.
"Huh..." The white-haired man breathed a sigh of relief.
He looked at the members of the God of War Church who had died quietly at the door, touched his smooth chin and murmured: "It's not enough..."
This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading! As he was talking, a young man with black hair, elegant temperament and a bookish air came to this underground wine cellar. He took off his hat to the white-haired man and said, "Well done.
,Mr. White Wolf.”
"It was your good plan, Mr. Moretti." The white-haired man smiled slightly.
At this time, another evil and cold-looking man with pale skin emerged from Wilster Dale's body. He teased and said: "What about me? If I hadn't controlled him first, you could have succeeded so easily.
?"
"Of course, of course, I can't forget you, graceful..."
"Respectable..."
"Compassion and love..."
Klein and the white-haired man said in unison: "...Mr. Moriarty."
Looking at each other, the three people showed the same expression on their faces and smiled.
After laughing for a while, Klein said: "Okay, today's program is over. Let's get out of here quickly."
The white-haired man and the handsome man nodded.
Then, the two of them slipped into Klein's shadow strangely.
Klein pressed the brim of his hat and skillfully put away the valuable things here, as well as the body of the Bishop of the God of War Church. His whole body suddenly turned into a ball of flame, burned, extinguished, and disappeared without a trace.
Twenty minutes later, the daughter of a wealthy businessman named Kleine Capet took a carriage and left the chaotic port.
…
…
"The acting has reached the critical point." Kleine, the gender-transformed version of Klein, was sitting in the carriage, holding a tea cup very elegantly.
After going to sea, she experienced many hardships and dangers, and was finally promoted to the 'Puppet Master'. She successfully summarized the rules of acting, treating each puppet as an independent person, and staged a wonderful puppet show from time to time.
So far, Klein has a total of four marionettes in his hands.
Clarinet Cape - the angel of lust and the witch of disaster who acts recklessly.
Sherlock Moriarty——Mr. Aurora Society, the true fortune-maker, and the person in charge of the Fusac region of the Aurora Society.
White Wolf - Freelance mercenary, crazy adventurer who will do anything for money.
And the latest acquisition... Wilster Dale - the Bishop of the Church of God of War, the 'Warrior' sequence, the guardian of Sequence 5.
"Wilster is the key to the headquarters of the Church of the God of War. It needs to be cultivated carefully." Klein muttered to himself and released Wilster.
The original Bishop of the God of War Church had been tricked to death by him in that wine cellar, and what was sitting across from him now was just an empty shell that was completely dominated.
However, Kleine still followed the acting rules of the 'Secret Puppet Master' and perfectly gave Verster her own character and characteristics.
But I saw this burly and majestic bishop raising his head, looking at Kleine (Kline) with a condescending look, and said angrily: "It is not easy to break into the headquarters of the God of War Church. We are currently in the midst of a war.
In a tense situation, the Church of God of War is very strict in its internal review, and has Sequence 2 extraordinary items as assistance, in order to avoid the brats of the Church of Night from sneaking into it."
"How rude. Are you all Fusac people like this?" Kleine (Kline) smiled happily without any psychological burden.
Wilster snorted coldly, "Rude? This is called masculinity. A delicate Miss Luen like you should go back quickly to avoid being swallowed up by this land."
"Heh." Kleine smiled and said nothing.
Suddenly, the expression on Wilster's face returned to dullness.
And Kleine (Klein) also returned to her normal expression, pinching her eyebrows with a headache.
It's difficult.
In order to fulfill "a certain agreement" with the goddess, he must sneak into the headquarters of the Church of the God of War, which is the Twilight Palace in Saint Milon.
only.
Sneak into the headquarters of the Zhengshen Church?
The difficulty of this matter is as high as climbing to the sky!
No.
At least relying on some special extraordinary items, it is not difficult to 'reach the sky'.
"If that guy is still here..." A certain smiling face flashed in her mind, and Kleine murmured to herself.
How long has it been?
Since the end of the 'King's Speech' incident, he heard that Jon and Alger had eradicated some demon families and the Beyonders of the Blood Worship Cult. After that, there was no news, no more news.
"Going west, you will enter the hinterland of Feysac. I heard that the kingdom's army is advancing in an orderly manner. Theoretically, I should avoid those official Beyonders, but..." Kleine (Kline) thought, starting from
He took out a delicate and lovely ladies' watch from his small handbag.
"Today is Monday."
Monday at three o'clock in the afternoon is the day when the Tarot session will be held.
There are still a few hours until three o'clock, so Kleine (Kline) decided to have a meal of Feysac's local specialties first, and then go to the gray fog for team building.
The carriage gradually moved forward.
After a while, we came to a small town.
Because of its remote location, it is rare that it has not been affected by war and is still in a peaceful and peaceful area.
Quite, the so-called 'peace and tranquility' are all relative.
Although the townspeople here, both men and women, still have smiles on their faces, what everyone is most concerned about is the war situation published in the newspapers...
how to say?
Overall, very pessimistic.
This war was provoked by Fusac, who launched an airship raid on Backlund. However, this blitzkrieg did not achieve the results expected. This also led to the Kingdom of Loen quickly organizing a counterattack force across the country's borders to attack Fusac.
Sark was designated as the main battlefield. To make matters worse, the maritime operation launched at the same time as the airship operation was discovered by Loen, and the strategically important Sonia Island lost control, which made things worse.
The current empire is still fighting hard.
But the war brought the empire not glory, but destruction.
In this 'meat grinder', the empire and its people can no longer afford it...
"Damn Rune!"
"Damn it, if I were three years older, I could join the army."
"Don't worry, little John, the restrictions on the conscription order are being lowered again and again, and you will soon have the opportunity to go to the battlefield."
Amid the discussion, Klein walked through the crowd expressionlessly.
Of course, now he does not have the peerless face of Kleine, but has transformed into a village woman with the simplest appearance. She is the type who can't get out of the crowd, and she blends in quite low-key.
For war…
He has nothing to say.
Strictly speaking, they are not native to Loen, but everyone who cares is in Loen.
If you let him choose.
He could only choose Rune.
I originally planned to finish my meal with this low-key face, and then find a restroom and enter above the gray fog. Unexpectedly, as soon as I walked around the corner of the street, a person stopped Klein.
"stop!"
Klein turned back.
But he saw a police officer with a pockmarked face.
"Where are you from, where are you going, what is your name, and whether you are married or not, tell me!"
Klein secretly sighed.
The reason why he is now accustomed to going out in front of women is that he can relax other people's vigilance, and secondly, the remnants of Lilith's divine power are still in his body, which always affects his choices.
After all, he has come through the stage of the ‘faceless man’, and has also passed through the role of the witch in Sequence 2. Klein no longer has any obsession with wearing or not wearing a handle, and he will do whatever is convenient for him.
To be honest, the face he has transformed now is already below average. I didn't expect he would run into trouble.
"Sir..." Klein spoke softly, deliberately making his voice hoarse, "I...I'm here to find my husband."
"Looking for a husband? Are you married?" Sheriff Mazi was obviously more excited.
Klein felt extremely fed up.
Damn it, why are there Cao thieves in such a small town? (End of chapter)