Edge of the Apocalypse

Father Milo murmured, "Under the face of your envoy, there must be a demon living."

"what did you say?"

"No...nothing!"

"Then Master Ellen, don't you specifically inform me to learn battlefield first aid knowledge?"

In the church, Father Milo held the scripture and found a place to sit down: "You are here to listen to the story, right?"

"Well, tell me about the priest. Tell me about my father."

"About this." Father Milo coughed lightly. "In fact, after you left, Master Horn visited me in the church."

Allen raised his head unexpectedly: "Grandpa?"

Milo laughed at himself: "Yeah, Master Horn must have thought I met Master your liar somewhere. I'm afraid I've sifted out my origins several times in private. But it's a pity, I really know Your troublesome father, so he asked me to stay. But he has one condition."

"What conditions?"

"Master Horn hopes that I won't disclose too much information about your father. So you see, Master Ellen. It's not that I don't want to tell you about the man Archimedes..."

Allen interrupted him and said: "Father Miró, you have to figure out one thing. You can stay in Babylon with the right of abode issued to me by the Federation. If I withdraw this right."

Milo shook his head and smiled bitterly: "I knew you were just as troublesome as Archimedes. Okay, well, tell you it is okay. But on Master Horn's side, you have to hide a little bit for me. That old man is like me. Offend people who can't afford it."

"Of course."

"Previously, I know Archimedes for a long time. It's right. But I'm not him. It's just that the man talks a lot and loves to drink. He keeps asking me to spit bitterly when he has nothing to do. That's why I know something about him. But I don't have any problems. I know, then, what do you want to know about him?"

Allen thought for a while and said, "Have he ever said how did he and my mother meet?"

Milo's eyes turned upwards: "About this, it seems that I heard him say it. I think about it, yes, it was many years ago. But that day was very special, a heavy rain made the water tower in the town Turned over, the town was almost turned into a big pool. That's the day when Archimedes came again. Since the last time I saw him, he disappeared for almost three months..."

The sky is gloomy, and the rain does not seem to stop. The water tower in the town was overturned, and the sewer was blocked, and most of the town became a pond. In such terrible weather, Milo can only hide in his small church. The newly repaired ceiling began to leak again under the torrential rain, which made the church very humid. Father Miró had to light a fire in the fireplace to disperse the damp air.

When he drank a third of the bitter bottle of old wine, there was a knock on the door. Father Milo thought he had heard it wrong, after all, in such bad weather, who else would go to church. Even the believers who claim to be the most loyal believers are now hiding in their warm homes, and have no time to pay attention to this poor little church that will collapse at any time in the wind and rain.

"Come here..." Father Milo stood up reluctantly, before he could open the door, the door of the auditorium was kicked open. The rain powder came in immediately under the cold wind, causing Father Milo to roar several times. He roared angrily: "Damn it, who doesn't have eyes. Do you know if you kick the door broken, that would damage the holy thing..."

"Damage to the holy relic requires a huge amount of compensation!" The priest again emphasized the word "a huge amount".

"You old greedy thing will die in the money pile sooner or later." A figure came in from the door, and he kicked it casually and closed the door. Unfortunately, too hard, the door shook, and the bolt on the frame shook down. So the door panel spanned and leaned against the side, exposing a corner of the gap, allowing the cold wind and rain outside the door to continuously drill into the church.

Only then did Miro see that the rude guy covered himself from the beginning to the end with a blanket printed with sunflower patterns. Of course, due to the heavy rain, the blanket was already soaked, causing him to keep dripping with water. He took off the wet blanket and threw it on the ground. Suddenly, there was more blood in the air of the church.

"Archimedes?" When he saw his face clearly, Milo cried out: "Damn it, you **** again. I haven't counted with you about kicking the wooden fence of my church last time. I broke my door again. You are still bleeding, this is a defilement of the Holy Land, you know!"

He walked over carelessly, first picked up the priest's wine and poured it without asking, then cursed: "It's awful."

Then he took off his shirt, wiped off the drops of water at will, and poured the wine on several wounds on his body like disinfectant. The wounds had been stitched up, but at this time bleeding came again. After giving the bad wine a wash, he just frowned.

Milo wanted to kick this **** out of the church, but knew that even a hundred of them weren't the man's opponent, so he groaned: "My wine. Bastard, what are you doing here, hurt. "

Sitting down next to the fireplace, Milo couldn't see his face because of the backlight, but he thought he was smiling.

Sure enough, he was smiling, and said with a smile: "This sale is very interesting, Father. It's just a little problem."

Milo glanced at his injury: "You have a lot of small problems."

"It's troublesome, but very interesting. You know? I got a big deal on the black street, and someone wanted to buy the life of a big family member. It was going well, the information provided by the boss was very accurate, and I killed it smoothly. The family guard of the target. But in the end it messed up."

"The strong man who hit the other family?"

"No, that's a woman. An interesting woman, she said that she can give me double the price, provided that she leaves the family and leaves Babylon." He smiled cheerfully: "Oh, her name is Lanny, it's Bethko The daughter of Germany."

Milo was taken aback: "Beskard? You went to assassinate Beskard's people, you lunatic! As a result, you killed her?"

"No, how could I kill such a funny woman. That's why I said it was screwed up. No, the buyer is sending a killer to chase me. But it's all rubbish, from Babylon to Dark Iron Town. Killed three black groups." He stretched his waist and said: "But I have an appointment with that woman, and I will look for her later."

"You want to take her away? Idiot, that's Beth Kod. If you abduct someone's daughter away, it won't be three hunting regiments who are chasing you!" Milo almost yelled.

He replied lazily: "What does it matter?"

"Of course, Bethkod will definitely dig out your information. And I will be implicated because of you, my God, I'm just a poor priest, why do I have to do with you asshole."

"It's really long-winded, or else kill you here first?"

"What are you talking about? I thought we were friends. Even if I get into trouble, I won't frown."

"But why are your eyebrows twisted together?"

"That's just my habit, bastard."

He gave a haha, stood up and said, "I'm going to sleep. Old rules, please prepare wine and food for me. This is yours."

A bag almost hit the priest's face, Milo picked it up and opened it. Inside were a few irregular gold nuggets. He immediately put it away, shaking his head and sighing: "You **** has only this benefit."

After a week in the church, he left. But this time he came back quickly. Within half a month, the man returned to the church.

He was a little depressed when he came back this time.

Milo threw him a bottle of bad wine: "You messed up again?"

"It seems so." He took the drink and took a sip. "I think I'm in love, Father."

Milo almost didn't spit out the drink. Even if he said that he had killed the priest, he would not be surprised, but he actually said that he was in love. That stubborn, rude, murderous **** actually said he was in love?

"If you show that expression again, I'll screw off your poor head."

In order not to say goodbye to his body, Milo put on a serious expression: "It's not surprising that you will fall in love, Xiaode, you should also find a woman. You think you are not young, too."

"After hearing that disgusting name, I can kill you for free."

Milo finally couldn't help but roared: "Asshole, how can a guy like you who only fight and kill people fall in love. You must have a broken brain?"

He sighed: "I know how, but I feel very happy with her, ah, you see, even if her family guard found me, and I just beat people dizzy and not put people to get rid of this must be love. Magic."

"This is as absurd as the devil who wants to take refuge in my lord."

"What are you talking about, priest?"

"Nothing~www.readwn.com~ I just want to say. If you love her, give her happiness."

"Oh, that's okay." He drank the wine in one sip and prepared to leave.

Milo asked casually: "Where are you going?"

"Back to Babylon." He turned his head, grinning on his rude face: "She said she wanted to leave Babylon, so I'll take her away. Then, she will be happy."

Having said that, Father Milo looked up at Allen. Allen was a little bit dumbfounded, and said, "Don't tell me that my father would abduct my mother from the family back then. How many are your reasons?"

Milo laughed and said, "Look, I didn't mean it. Who knows that bastard... Oh no. Your father, it's a bit sloppy."

This is more than sloppy, it is simply inexplicable. Allen said in his heart.

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