is the son of the Holy See, but the master of black magic

Chapter 21 The Familiar But Unfamiliar Person

The remote coast outside the port city is silent under the night.

The sea that keeps setting off waves and rushing towards the reef is like an endless abyss at this moment, obscure and dark, if you look closely, it is enough to be breathtaking and creepy.

And at the edge of the abyss, a small speedboat was secretly docked, brand new white, without any markings on it, as if it was newly built in a factory.

Under the dim moonlight, it looks like a pale ghost.

At a certain moment, the ghost was touched by the back of the hand, and then it seemed to be defiled, and it no longer had the previous terrifying demeanor.

Because two soaked chickens had already jumped out from the sea one after the other, panting heavily, and unceremoniously rode on it.

"Damn it, what are these damned hyenas doing without killing their whole family?"

The one who was cursing was a big bald man, and while he was talking, he took off the hood that was tightly wrapped around his head.

When he looked at the black-haired boy who was shivering from the seawater behind him, the big man was a little puzzled.

"However, why do you seem to know that someone will come to rescue you, and you deliberately ran to sit under the bridge?"

To be honest, this move has really helped him a lot.

Otherwise, he wouldn't even know where to start with that tight giant net.

And even if there is a way to start, what is the probability of successfully rescuing people is also a question.

After all, the enemy's power is too large, and it is hopeless to think about it.

How could it be as easy as it is now, with no twists and turns except for consuming a precious diving item?

"Police of York Harbor, Chief Constable."

Andy in the back seat clasped his travel backpack tightly with his hands, his teeth chattering from the cold.

"At the beginning, when I first saw you, I knew that you were not a simple person."

Under the dim moonlight, the appearance of the bald middle-aged man was not clear, but his hooked nose was very obvious.

As Andy said, he was one of the two people who ran to the hotel with Father Matthew at first!

But now, after his identity was exposed, the gang leader and police chief had an incredible expression on his face.

"So you guessed that someone will come to rescue you tonight?"

"I just, just think, that old thing, it's impossible not to have enemies."

"So, you guessed it..."

The big man reiterated again, still surprised on his face, "Will someone come to rescue you tonight?"

"I am worthy of being saved."

After adapting to the cold rhythm, Andy's tone became smooth, but he seemed extremely weak, "But this is a risky judgment."

"It's just, what else can I do other than put my hopes on it?"

Is it really?

Looking at the poor boy who was shivering and sitting there with a shriveled backpack, the chief of police became suspicious.

It always seems that things are not so simple.

But now is not the time to ask more questions. After a long delay, the hyenas will inevitably hunt and hunt.

So he took a deep look at the boy, turned around, and started lighting.

"I think you must have a lot of questions to ask now, including who am I, who is that old guy, why he wants to suppress you, etc."

"The specific situation will be fully explained to you later. I am only responsible for sending you out. There is not much time, and I will rush back to be a dog later."

"Now, sit still!"

The roar of the engine sounded, completely covering his voice and the sound of the waves.

But it also indicates that the tight and breathless net can no longer catch fish.

Andy pursed his lips, and looked sideways towards the city at the end of the beach.

There are many high-rise buildings there, brightly lit at night, and the whole body is submerged in darkness, like the only paradise.

"Josiah York..."

Silently chanting the name, Andy's thinking began to blur.

His health is too poor, he was struggling to support himself, but after being soaked in sea water and being beaten by the sea breeze, he couldn't hold on at all.

The cool cloud from the assessment kept him a little awake at the last moment, but not much.

Taking advantage of this last moment, Andy tightly hugged the travel backpack in his arms.

Then, he fell headlong on the back seat of the speedboat and passed out completely.

……

Sister Lily is not in a good mood today.

Even though she won No.2, she is about to become a transcendent person and has been vigorously cultivated by the Gospel Church.

But this didn't reduce the haze in her heart by half.

It's not just because she witnessed everything that turned black and white—in fact, it's not like she's never heard of similar things before.

Since the Reformation, the internal atmosphere of the evangelical church has become worse and worse. Corruption and internal fighting, and major factions fighting for life and death have often occurred.

With more internal fighting, there will be more power imbalances, and all sorts of weird things have happened.

It's just that today's event was the first time she saw it, and it wasn't considered to be a shocking anecdote.

The main reason for her depression was actually the last few words she said to Andy.

"Obviously it won't work at all, why can't I help but say it?" The girl doubted herself.

"Obviously no one else said anything, why do I have to show off?"

"Lily, Lily, what's the matter with you?"

She kept asking herself.

Asking herself, she admires Andy very much, and even has a feeling of reverence, because the performance of the other party in the duel level is simply too shocking.

Much brighter than any star rookie.

Not to mention, Andy was still in her best field, beating and even crushing her.

However, reverence is not worship, she is not a nympho, and it is impossible to be dazzled by emotions.

But she really did that kind of demented behavior.

Not to mention a certain risk, it will not bring any help to Andy at all...

Isn't that just nonsense?

"Why can't you stop talking nonsense?"

She was very puzzled by this.

Aroused the heart of love?

Obviously impossible.

She is a normal person, who would have evil thoughts about a little boy?

For sympathy and pity?

Not even resentful of the injustice he encountered?
This possibility is very high.

But why can others hold back and say nothing, but why can't I hold back?
The same growth experience, the same educational environment, the same shaping of the three views, when encountering problems, why do I have different reactions?

natural?

But obviously when I was in the convent, I was the most calm and steady one...

The question seems to be inexplicable and wild, but it makes the girl unconsciously doubt her life.

"Miss, you're home."

A voice suddenly came from the front, interrupting her thoughts.

That was the driver who greeted her home——

Although she grew up in a nun, Lily is not an orphan. Not only are her parents alive, but her grandfather and grandmother are also in good health.

Usually, girls would go home to visit relatives whenever they had free time.

But right now, after passing the assessment, she cannot immediately assume the post of Chaofan.

The church needs a considerable amount of time to prepare.

During this period, it is also a holiday.

Since it was a holiday, at a young age, she naturally would not choose to stay in a convent full of rules and mix with those rigid and serious old women.

So after leaving the church, Lily walked home without stopping.

And now, it's in place.

So she pushed open the black car door beside her, and appeared in front of a manor gate.

At night, the manor should have been very quiet.

But at this moment, there are bright lights and a surging flow of people. A large number of maids and servants are frequently walking around inside and outside the various buildings, and security personnel with dogs and guns are patrolling around.

Cooperating with the huge manor environment, it looks like a wealthy family at first glance.

However, extraordinary people are generally rich, and Lily didn't think her family was special in the past.

Until she walked into it, and after some pleasantries, she saw her father and grandfather.

At the same time, she saw a familiar, immature face that she had just met not long ago, which made her doubt life just now.

"He, he, how did he—"

In a Japanese-style room, the girl stared dumbfounded at the thin boy who was sleeping on the tatami while clutching his backpack tightly, his mind in a state of shutdown.

"Why is he at my house?"

A middle-aged man with an ugly face imitated a girl's voice and asked suspiciously.

Immediately afterwards, the man lowered his eyelids again, with a smile on his mouth, imitating the style of the characters in the island country comics, and said: "Because we are rebels who are dissatisfied with the York royal family's usual style, my dear daughter."

"I am, your grandfather is, and so is your mother."

Rebels?

Lily was stunned upon hearing this.

After being dazed for a long while, she looked dazed.

It turned out to be the case.

No wonder the same background, others can bear it, but she can't help it.

It turned out that I had a problem with family education...

(End of this chapter)