The Pirate Family

The sound of horses' hooves approached, and Ainilu and Morman held their breaths, ready to fight at any time.

Along the way, there have been countless various sudden attacks, and they have long been used to them.

But the sound stopped halfway through, and after a while, as if something happened, he turned away.

"What's going on? Did they decide to let us go?" Moorman let go of the hilt, and said a little nervously.

"Perhaps it's because we are afraid that we don't have to be." Ainilu didn't care.A Razer shuttled across the fingertips.

"It's not that simple." Lorne shook his head, and he felt a humiliating and unwilling emotion in the heart of the reader.

It's not like letting them go, but it's like ending the battle because of some external factor.

"Leave them alone," Lorne said. "This place is full of weirdness."

...

In the church chapel, the black-robed old nun held the phone worm with an unwilling face and said.

"Why don't the Ten Glory Knights get rid of them? It's from that family..."

"I understand your mood very well, Sister Mathug." An old and calm voice came from the phone worm.

"However, according to the latest information, Veenhill Lorne had a battle with the Navy’s green pheasant and the two generals Taotu."

"Lose the green pheasant and win the peach rabbit."

"So what?" Sister Matthews shouted, "The navy is the navy, and the holy truth is the holy truth!"

"The thought of what that bastard Caesar did to the church makes me feel humiliated!"

"Me too, Sister Mathug." The phone worm continued.

"But according to my judgment, the ninth seat of the ten knights alone, Lutz, cannot stably win Lorne."

"Then send the fourth seat! The fifth seat! They go! If you still can't get it, you can do it yourself."

"Or, you have forgotten about it, Ratzinger!"

Sister Mathug's butt seems to have a high status in the church, and she can call Ratzinger's real name.

"I never forgot about Caesar. The humiliation of that day was always remembered by the church."

The man called Ratzinger said apologetically, his tone relaxed.

"But I'm receiving a distinguished guest right now, so I can't get away for the time being. Wait for me to finish dealing with things here."

"Let this remnant of the Vennhill family live a while longer."

Ratzinger thought for a while, then said slowly.

"Who is it, let you put the shame of the church behind!" Sister Mathug said angrily.

For her who has dedicated her life to the church, nothing is more important than the benefits of the church.

"One of those few people standing on top of the world."

Said the old man.

...

Inside the church, in the magnificent lobby, a man wearing a golden and white religious robe slowly hung up the phone bug and tidied his clothes in the mirror.He opened the door and walked out.

This time the meeting was extremely important, and the bird called the "big news" was broadcast in real time.

Symbolizes world peace.

In the lobby, sunlight shines into the interior of the church through the stained glass inlaid around the church, making the church, which is somewhat dark and suppressed due to insufficient light, mysterious and brilliant.

Sitting in the living room is an old man in a black suit. He has pale curly hair, a fluffy white beard, and a flat black hat. The most striking thing is that he has a scar on his left face. .

Several reporters are nervously debugging the phone worm.

"I'm sorry, you have been waiting for some things in the church."

Ratzinger opened the door, sat next to the old man, and said apologetically.

"It doesn't matter, we are usually busier than you."

The old man put down the snake-shaped crutch in his hand and said lightly.

"Now, we can continue to talk about that, about the cooperation between the Church of the Holy Truth and the world government."

"Pope Ratzinger."

"As you wish." Ratzinger said respectfully.

...

Church country, Balaam, inside the tower of imprisonment.

The woman in a white robe stretched out her slender, white fingers facing the black lock in front of her.

The fingers deformed and turned into a white liquid to penetrate into the keyhole. After the liquid had solidified, the woman gently turned her arm to open the door.

"Quick! Get out of here as soon as they haven't found it!"

The woman said anxiously, stepping forward and using her capable arms to remove the sea tower nails that had been fixed in the hands of the two criminals.

"Uh, it hurts." The fat man yelled after falling down.

Finally got up from the ground.Said pitifully to the girl.

"Master Arelli, do you have anything to eat? I'm so hungry!"

"..."

Areli silently retracted the arm that turned into white liquid.I don't want to care about this foodie.

"Isn't this the ability of the stagnant hand who guards the Tower of Sacred Borg among the Ten Knights of Glory? How come you are here."

The old prisoner moved his body, looked at the girl, and said strangely.

"Or, when I didn't know, that guy Shuborg was dead?"

The Tower of Sacredness, which was previously the tall tower of the girl under house arrest, can only live there with distinguished followers.

"Master Shuborg is still alive." The girl replied, "As for my ability, I actually don't know what's going on."

"Is that so?" The old man did not continue to struggle with this question, but stepped through the cage and took a deep breath.

"Don't hide, won't you come and meet my old friend who hasn't seen me for a long time?"

what!There are still people in this tower!

Cold sweat ran down from the girl bishop's back.Could it be that what I just did was under the surveillance of other people?

"Tsk tusk tusk tusk."

In the dark tower, there was a man's laughter.

In the shadows, a man in black armor and a long sword walked out.

He has dark brown curly hair, which looks deeper in the darkness.

With his cynical smile, this man made this man extremely mysterious.

"I also said God let you go without knowing it, why did you call me out? Quina."

"Because you are different from the other people, only you make me look better." The old man called Quina said lightly.

"It's been a long time since I've seen each other, so my skills won't regress. Honor the second seat, blame."

"Of course, even if you die, my skill won't change. After all, I'm the Black Sword, blame it."

"Do you still care about the false titles given by the church now? This disappoints me too much, blame."

"These words are not like the man who regarded the glory of life at the beginning."

"Know that you were called the Eye of God."

"I have forgotten." The old man said slowly.

The black sword knight known as blame smiled and slowly pulled out the saber from his waist.

"Then since you didn't cherish the chance that I let you go, prepare to die here."

"Saint Thomas Quina!"

"I hope so." The old man said lightly.