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Integula, who was walking around in the museum, was really impatient and asked the butler again.

"Thirty minutes have passed, Missy."

After confirming the time, Butler Watt replied.

"By the way, why should I come here too!" Nagato grumbled, standing behind Integula somewhat bored.

"That's because Alcatel-sama has to train his servant well, and the master can't be without a guard, so I can only trouble you." The death butler Watt greeted Nagato politely.

"That half-hearted Silas? Cut!" Faced with this explanation, Nagato could only cut a bit boredly without saying much.

It seems that after predicting his own future, Alcatel also began to prepare to resolve all worries and welcome the feast of death with the most perfect posture.

It was ten o'clock in the morning on Monday, and there was no one in the entire Royal Museum, except for the lazy guard on duty at the door and the narrator who could barely see anyone.

Waiting is always long and painful. That's how it is to wait. It's even more so for waiting for annoying people. It's even more annoying to wait for yourself and the organization of the country's old opponents who are almost killing themselves.

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"Do you want to take this opportunity to kill us here? What would they do?"

Integula, who is really impatient to wait, has entered the delusional stage of boredom and anxiety.

This is understandable.She hadn't slept since yesterday and was tired enough. She actually had to wait for sleepiness in the morning to get up and run to this empty art gallery to wait for an old enemy, that's fine...

The other party was the Integola who invited first, but it turned out that the inviter himself was late.

After a few minutes...

"Oh, oh, I didn't expect that we seemed to be late. This is not so good..."

"seems like it!"

The bishop of the French King Hall, Maxwell, and an old man walked slowly. At this time, the bishop spoke in a very rare soft voice, but the conspiracy smile matched this kind of evasive words that did not apologize at all. It makes people feel like finding fault!

Of course, Integula is not an old and cunning politician. Facing this situation, it is natural to face each other!

The ridicule of your coming and going makes Nagato a bit impatient!

"It's so noisy, Integula, can I kill him?" Finally, Nagato couldn't help but uttered aloud, looking at the opposite Mark Weir, and said murderously.

"Ala, isn't this the boy of the wind who once ran away under our hands? I really didn't notice it just now..." Mark Wessel said condescendingly, seemingly confident.

"Run away, did you remember it wrong? If I remember correctly, Israel slightly died but only the lunatic was left. Will you religious fanatics also cover up? Today is considered an insight!" The door approached the opponent with a malicious smile.

"Ala, well, the battle against you was indeed one of our rare failures. Today happened to be the protagonist, so let’s see you, Anderson!"

As the bishop shouted loudly, a huge momentum came from the end of the corridor behind them. It was a crazy and persistent aura.

"One hit will cut everything off!" The gray figure walked through the corridor, holding a sword.

Crazy and excited eyes and voices, the corners of the grin's mouth, the grinning teeth, and the scar on the left cheek that is very obvious and hideous, holding a knife in both hands.

"I am waiting for God's substitute on earth! I will conquer all the heretics in the world!" He uttered the words of the Holy Spirit and wanted to slaughter the unaffiliated. He once put his hands on the holy scriptures and said this time and time again. oath:

"Vow to send believers to heaven, and drag unbelievers into hell..."

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"Thank the Lord for his gift, let me meet you today so that I can avenge my dead compatriots!"

"Wait a minute! Anderson!"

Seeing that Anderson's old problem was guilty again, Maxwell hurried to stop him. He originally wanted to fight against Integula, a little girl who didn't know how to constrain, before calling Anderson out. Who knows when he comes out...

As a result, I couldn't take it down immediately!

"Humph!"

At this moment, I really felt the hostility of the other party, the malicious intention of the other party, and the killing intent of the other party. Nagato suddenly felt very interesting about this existence, and naturally walked towards the other party.

Walking steadily past Integola and Watt, Nagato walked from behind the scenes to the front, showing eyes longing for battle.

"Ping-Ping -"

The forged swords of killing crossed and rubbed against each other, sparks splashed, and the punishment was sharpened.

The trembling wind blade is looming in the surroundings, everyone feels their skin numb, and the supernatural person is ready to go!

murderous look!The solemn killing and the desire to be killed instantly enriched this space, this huge museum.

The two bodyguards finally walked to the front desk from the backstage, unable to bear their own killing intent, and turned from bodyguards to big bosses about to start fighting.

Here, at this imperial museum, the two are about to provoke a war that can destroy everything around them.

"Hahaha!!! I originally planned to kill vampires, but there are no vampires, but if you have you, heretics, I will never let you leave this time!"

Anderson was already excited and mad and didn't know what to do. Two giant swords that were refined and prayed and gleamed with silver light appeared in Anderson's hands.

"No...no! Anderson!"

Maxwell nervously sweated and ordered Anderson to stop.

Here, this is not what he wants to do at this time. Whether he can eliminate the other party, not to mention, just if it is the treasure house of art in this country, the glory of the British Empire, this country will definitely not I will let myself go.

Unlike Anderson, he has no obsession with sacrificing for the Lord. The god he believes in is the god who brings him glory and power, not the god who believes in himself like Anderson.

Now God has not repaid his efforts, has not given her the respect, love and admiration of the world that she needs, so that he should die and dedicate himself to God?

He can never do it now!

"Do not"

"Hi! Everyone! Please go here..."

Suddenly, at this moment, from the other side of the corridor, a group of small old men and old ladies came, and the leader... was a girl in black clothes, it was Saya!

"Please don't fall behind, old aunts and uncles. Now we start to visit the exhibition area of ​​war-themed oil paintings..."

"Look here, here is the famous oil painting of "The Battle of Weimar Plain", this oil painting..." While holding the guide instructions, Shaye led the old men and women to the oil painting!

At this time, she was seriously introducing oil paintings to a group of old people, completely ignoring the two great gods in front of the oil paintings.

Feeling the murderous atmosphere and atmosphere of the confrontation between the two gradually disappearing,

Knowing that the atmosphere here has been broken, and the two great gods who lost their fighting spirit will not fight again, Saya secretly breathed a sigh of relief.

"Silas is not here, so he wants me to do this kind of thing, really..."

"Also, Brother Nagato is getting more and more violent, and seems to like the killing. When the Naruto world is resolved, I will find a peaceful world and let Brother Nagato go to rest for a few years..." ..