Angel Son of Tomorrow's Ark

The idea that all angels believe in the Son blindly is downright prejudice.

It is impossible for a person to worship something naturally, even if children do not respect their parents.

The Sakota would worship the Son, merely educated by the precepts that existed for granted.

If you put a rope on an elephant from an early age, even if the elephant grows up and can easily break free, it will not do so.

The Sakotas are like that.

They have long been numb to the existence of precepts and have been trained to be ideal tool people.

From this point of view, Portofino's brother is really outstanding, so outstanding that Luo Zhen feels it's a pity.

He sighed heavily:

"If he wasn't so extreme, if he didn't want to kill me when he came up, then maybe...ah, but his racist thoughts are really bad. You can't turn Rutland into the second Ursus."

Tallulah: "So Rozen, do you feel guilty about Portofino?"

As expected of the Red Dragon girl from Luo Zhen's family, the words hit the nail on the head, breaking Luo Zhen's careful thinking.

Luo Zhen really felt ashamed of Portofino.

Although he didn't even count as self-defense, he really didn't do anything, and her brother died on his own.

But no matter what, it was his identity as the Holy Son that drove him crazy.

He might be a racial fanatic whose mind is only war.

But Luo Zhen didn't feel that he was qualified to judge him on behalf of everyone.

Even though everyone praised him as the Son of God, Luo Zhen still didn't want to indulge in this fantasy, and told himself to be conscious at all times.

Responsibility is such a troublesome thing.

Luo Zhen is a holy son, although he is not a talent chosen by himself, but he has indeed benefited from it and enjoys this power.

But even if you have a clear conscience, there will still be people whose lives are greatly derailed just because of their own existence.

It was easy to leave the Rutland mess behind and enjoy life on its own.

But Luo Zhen wasn't so rotten yet, he wasn't so shameless.

True freedom does not mean acting recklessly, but assuming one's own responsibilities.

Luo Zhen: "Although it is very troublesome, I have indeed received a lot of favors. At least I have to repay the favor."

"Within the scope of what I can do, I try to do what I can do. It's the same with Portofino. If I say sorry to her, she will be sick to the point of vomiting. This guy just feels too guilty Oh...although it is troublesome, I have no choice but to forgive her as the Holy Son."

"..."

Talula, Frost Star, and W looked at each other silently, smiling at the same time.

This smile is a bit playful and a bit wicked, but more of it is overflowing with love.

It is precisely because Luo Zhen is such a person, a "God" who is more human than anyone else, that they are fortunate to fall in love with him.

Although he always said that he was only doing what he wanted to do, it was precisely because of his gentleness in his bones that he saved many people.

Portofino's elder brother wanted a truly idealized idol of divinity, so he couldn't tolerate Rozen.

But all the women present, as well as the women who really knew Luo Zhen, the holy son, would understand.

It is a man full of humanity like him that can make people admire him from the bottom of their hearts.

Luo Zhen, this wood, has not yet noticed the hot eyes of the women.

W, who is close to the water, naturally pressed him tightly, and poked his cheek by the way:

"I said, I don't know where you come from, Her Majesty Teresia. She thinks that everyone should be equal and free. But I want to tell you that some people can only find their own when they live for others. Oh, the meaning of life."

"Sarkaz people only measure themselves by price. I set a high price for myself, but you have paid enough, so it is not a loss to sell it to you. Don't underestimate me, you bastard son."

Luo Zhen: "Miss Dabuliu, what are you talking about?"

Luo Zhen looked puzzled, and was pinched by W.

Her body was hot and soft, like a freshly baked potato.

W hummed coquettishly:

"What I mean is that others are willing to serve you. Just stand up for me and use it obediently."

"I don't care who this woman is, the commander of the Sakota Legion or a relative of a traitor. In short, she and I serve the same man now, and are willing to do anything for this man. Although I don't plan to get along with her, I will It's not like planting a bomb under her feet. As long as she doesn't take the initiative to shoot me, a despicable demon, I won't take the initiative to provoke trouble."

"Do you understand, brother Shengzi. Let Sakota and Sarkaz serve one person at the same time, this is something that only you can do in the whole world. You are unique! We didn't expect you to do anything, As long as you continue to work around according to your temperament! If you understand, you should be more confident, and once in a while you will be stubborn and give orders to us, good-for-nothing son!"

Tallulah: "Only this time, I support W."

Frost Star: "Same as above. You can say something kind once in a while, Tentacle Girl."

"Who are you talking about tentacles!"

W was instantly ignited the fuse, and rushed towards Frost Star, who had been prepared for a long time.

The two equally strong women wrestled together, and it was so tragic that it didn't look like nonsense.

Luo Zhen and Ta Lula looked at each other and looked at them with a smile.

In Luo Zhen's arms, Portofino was still enjoying the peaceful sleep that he had only had for a few years, happy like a child.

"Do you have to stand up occasionally...that's right."

Luo Zhen smiled softly, and replenished the water-deficient Portofino.

16. Sweet Legionnaire and Roadside Crisis

After a day of being honest with each other, the atmosphere in the Sanctuary was obviously much better.

Before, because Portofino was completely like a tool man, he didn't communicate with anyone after getting in the car, which caused the atmosphere to be embarrassing.

Except for Nian and W, the two cheeky females, the other girls were too embarrassed to stick with Luo Zhen.

But it's different now.

The long-standing thick barrier was pierced by Luo Zhen, and Portofino finally became a little more frank.

She remained silent, hardly saying a word all day.

But now she can respond to others, and she can nod yes and shake her head no to people other than Bai Zuo.

This is already a huge improvement.

It made Luo Zhen's father feel very relieved to see his daughter who had been at home for more than ten years finally make friends.

And, for the first time, she also tasted the food and soy milk made by Shengzi.

At that time, her expression was exaggerated, as if she wished to pray devoutly once after eating a grain of rice, which made everyone else dumbfounded.

Do not speak, do not sleep, do not eat, two of which have been abolished.

Although the last [Speaking] is still maintained, in fact, every night has been broken, and it has long been a empty promise.

This will invalidate the vows that Portofino has accumulated so far.

But for Luo Zhen, an awkward oath of self-torture, in exchange for the physical and mental health of his beautiful army leader, is a big deal.

For the buff vacated by the oath, Luo Zhen can fill it with his own stigmata anointed, there is no problem at all.

The current Portofino, even in the eyes of outsiders, should be a cold and beautiful big sister who doesn't like to talk, and her affinity has skyrocketed.

So, two days later.

When passing through the wilderness of Letania, Rozen casually said to Portofino while driving:

"If you want to retire, quit the holy war angels and live a normal life, I can write a letter and send it back to the Holy See."

Portofino: "...?"

Portofino was completely defenseless against the sudden question of the Holy Son.

When Shengzi was driving, it was a bit too presumptuous to sit in the co-pilot, so Portofino always stood in the corner of the cab.

And she also likes to look at the Son from the side like this.

Just looking at his focused profile, there was a sense of guilt overflowing her chest with happiness, which made her both painful and happy.

However, she was enjoying this blissful living hell when she was awakened by Luo Zhen's words.

"......"

Big drops of tears burst from the corners of Portofino's eyes and soon soaked her mask.

She couldn't even support her own weight, so she fell to the ground with a plop.

Luo Zhen, who was holding the steering wheel, glanced at her, speechless:

"Would you all have this reaction...can't you stop thinking negatively and think about peaches a little bit?"

Luo Zhen is deeply skeptical now, the angels of Sakota are afraid that the whole clan is not M, they all like to torture themselves.

Of course, Mostima is an exception, and Luo Zhen absolutely does not forgive that pleasure offender.

Before Portofino burst into tears, Luo Zhen tentatively explained:

"Let me tell you first, I don't hate you, and I don't want to drive you away. I explain it myself every night, so you don't have so little confidence in me, right?"

"What I mean is that the position of legion commander was forced on you. Now you don't have to think about troublesome things like redemption, you can let go of this burden and live your own life."

Portofino blinked his eyelashes with tears in his eyes, and choked up softly.

After the assassination incident, Mostima reacted very quickly.

She immediately judged that Portofino was being used by her brother, so she was given two choices.

Either she was executed on the spot as an accomplice in the rebellion.

Or, in the name of righteousness and killing relatives, she forged a story about killing the traitor brother in front of the Holy Son, and inherited the post of Iron Angel's legion commander.

The reason for the second option is because Mostima judged that this is the way to keep the Iron Angels alive, and the least upheaval to Lateran's balance of power.

As long as there is this story, the betrayal is only the responsibility of the leader of the rebellious army, and has nothing to do with the other members of the Iron Angel.

And through the younger sister's righteous killing of relatives, the impact was minimized.

As for how many supporters of her brother there are in the legion, how to pick out and eliminate the dangerous elements in the future, and whether the Iron Angel can keep the little secret is Portofino's responsibility.