Deer Shoujing?No, it's a Wendigo!

The pale figure regained its color, it was a blue-haired woman with a halo on her head but horns and a tail.

He is a fallen angel.

Only then did the guards at the entrance notice that someone had sneaked in, and they wanted to step forward to intercept it, but found it extremely difficult to move as if they were stuck in a quagmire.

Teresia looked at the two staffs in the hands of the fallen angel, her expression filled with disbelief for a moment, but she soon calmed down.

"My name is Mostima, I am a messenger, and this is your letter."

As he spoke, he released the subjective time delay on the guard.

Teresia signaled the guard to take the letter, and opened it after confirming that there was no trap.

"Take Ms. Mostima to the waiting room first. If Ms. Mostima has the intention to visit, then show her around."

Theresia felt the Wendigo blood on the letter and gave instructions to the guard.

"Your situation is not very good, so you can rest assured of me?"

Mostima smiled.

"The black lock and the white key chose you."

The heir to the Demon King just said something mindlessly.

Mostima was led by a guard to see what she saw as a mobile ship full of history.

Theresia took a deep breath and began to read the contents on the letter.

Kelsey grabbed the doctor by the shoulders and tried to pull her aside.

"Ah~ let me see Kelsey, what if it's a love letter? But look at Teresia, she didn't say anything!"

The doctor acted like a spoiled child to Kelsey, and the guard at the door turned his head away in fright, fearing that the doctor would mark him down and arrange a dangerous position for him next time he went to the battlefield.

"You can come over and watch it together, Kelsey, we still need to discuss the above content!"

Kelsey let go, and the doctor was as quick as a clawed beast, and with a "swish", he put on Theresia's shoulder and looked at the contents of the letter.

"Dear Your Highness Theresia:

In fact, I also feel that my appearance is a bit inexplicable and unreasonable, but I am willing to join the Tower of Babel to fight for His Highness's dream. I know this may be relatively... sudden, but I believe that time will make you trust me.

I woke up in the Akahura Rainforest of Sargon. I was in Zista when I wrote this letter, and I should be on my way to Kazdel now. I know there is a need for a guarantor to cross the Rutland border, and I also learned through my own channels that there is a former Rutland cardinal among the elite operatives of the Tower of Babel, so I ask the former cardinal to be my guarantor, hoping to get allow.

May all your wishes come true, Your Highness.

—— Lin Yao, the heir to the Wendigo court. "

"Well, could it be that those angels wanted to trick Ms. Outcase back? The ones who came to deliver the letter were all former angels!"

After reading the letter, the doctor shouted with some disappointment.

"The blood that wrote this letter is indeed that of a pure-blooded Wendigo. Rutland probably doesn't know that Ms. Outcase is in the Tower of Babel."

Theresia didn't know what she was thinking.

"Could it be written by the angels who captured the pure wendigo or took blood from him?"

The doctor has fantasized that the wendigo has been killed by the angels.

"Kelsey, what do you think?"

Teresia ignored the doctor and consulted Kelsey who knew everything.

"I think I can ask the fallen angel, and then ask Ms. Outcase if she is willing."

The all-knowing Kelsey seems to have accepted the letter as genuine.

The three giants found Mostima who was visiting the mobile ship. When they found her, she was looking at Lucile drinking engine oil there with a look of surprise.

"You want to confirm the authenticity of this matter, right?"

Mostima seemed to know the content of the letter long ago, which made the doctor who was already suspicious about this matter even more suspicious.

"The devil king has the ability to perceive emotions, right? Your highness can use it directly on me, but don't look at my privacy~"

Mostima lifted the black lock and white key to protect her mentally, and completely revealed herself in front of Teresia.

"So offended."

Although it has not yet been crowned, the successor of the Demon King can also use the power of emotional perception.

Theresia nodded and confirmed that the letter was authentic. Mostima even took the initiative to show her the scene when she and the forest demon met for the first time.

The masked Wendigo sitting with the three angels, with the covenant of the royal court hanging on the corner, is sitting with the three angels a bit...?

"To be honest, Your Highness, you are really approachable. Like that Wendigo, you can easily refresh other people's perception of your race."

Mostima sighed, and the black lock and white key struck each other.

"Are you going to communicate with the former cardinal next? I'm also very interested in her. Can you take me with you?"

Teresia naturally had no objection, and on the way she asked Mostima if he had any intention of joining the Tower of Babel.

"Maybe I will in the future, but I have no such plans now."

This answer is not bad, Teresia is in a good mood, and today seems to be full of good news.

Kelsey on the side controlled the doctor again, because the doctor actually tried to pick off the horns of La Mostima and her dim halo.

"Let me touch it!"

The doctor shouted, looking at Mastima with a pleading expression. Unfortunately, due to the mask, Mastima could not see her expression.

"I have no objection~, but show me your face."

Mastema smiled playfully, lowered his head and displayed the halo within the doctor's reach.

(Unreasonable association: Then a bunch of tentacles grew on the doctor's body and played with the Mastema...)

Due to being too close, Kelsey was unable to stop the Doctor's move of Mostima's aura on his plate.

Mostima also lifted the doctor's mask, confirming his inexplicable guess.

Everyone walked to the room assigned to Ms. Outcase, and Teresia stepped forward and knocked on the door lightly.

Although there are still a large number of facilities and rooms on this mobile ship that have not been activated, this does not prevent Theresia from bringing Rem Billiton's subordinates to live there.

"Here we come! It's Your Highness!"

The elderly lady Sakota dressed in denim opened the door, paused on Mostema for a moment, and invited everyone in.

Ms. Outcase seemed to be taking care of her guardian gun, a revolver-style guardian gun, which matched her cowboy-like outfit very well.

"Is there anything your Highness wants from me?"

Although she is over fifty years old, Ms. Outcase is full of energy and does not look elderly at all. Only the wrinkles on her face indicate her age.

"Ms. Outcase, I have something here and I want to ask if you are willing to do it."

Theresia got straight to the point.

"I want you to pick someone up, but through Rutland, and maybe even with your past fame."

Speaking of this, Theresia sounded a little guilty.

"Your Highness, you don't have to feel guilty, you can just leave it to me. I don't care about fame or anything. Otherwise, why would I leave Rutland?"

Ms. Outcase, who saw Teresia's guilt, comforted her.

"Remember why I didn't leave the Tower of Babel when it was built?"

"At that time you said that you were willing to build this tower with me so that people can understand each other!"

Theresa recalled, showing an incomparably beautiful smile.

"I really envy you. Even though you are so much older than me, you are so big, but you still rely on me to comfort you like my granddaughter."

"You can ask Logos for a copy of Banshee's Kiss. ​​He has many there."

"Forget it, you have to accept your old age. Just tell me the information of the person you want to pick up, and I can leave now!"

Ms. Outcase patted Teresia on the shoulder and accepted the task without hesitation.

Chapter 47 Lin Yao's Retirement Life

Chapter 47 Lin Yao's Retirement Life

There was quite a stir when Outcast and Mostima arrived at the notary outside Lateran.

A missing former cardinal was back. This news caused the auras of the angels in the notary office to flash with high frequency. They even ignored the existence of Mostema, the fallen angel.

After confirming the transit, the notary office even handed over the custody of Mostima to Outcast.

By the way, why is Mostema still with Outcast?

"Idle is idle, and I can see a lot of fun when I come back from this trip."

Her original words at that time were like this, and her frame-skipping rush method could still lead people, but it would only slow down if she could only lead one.

Outcast squeezed out from the crowd surrounding her, and reluctantly bid farewell to the angels in the notary office behind him.

"You are very welcome."

Mostema, who had been watching the crowd outside the crowd from the beginning, laughed.

"Well, I didn't expect that I would still be so popular after all these years."

Outcast straightened the cowboy hat that was a little askew.

"Why did you leave Lateran just because of the destruction of that city?"

"Son, that's not a city, it's the lives of tens of thousands of people in a city! Those tens of thousands of people have no future, and the city that witnessed their history has also been turned into ruins."

Outcast murmured, even after all this time she still couldn't let go.

"Why can't people understand each other?"

Although she is old and has seen many things, Ms. Outcast still has the same dreams as a child.

This time it was Mostima who tapped Outcast on the shoulder.

Although she has witnessed so much in the long river of history since getting the black lock and the white key, Mostima has become a somewhat pessimistic and happy person, but one thing about her is good, that is, she never hits others, which may be a bit unreasonable. Practical lofty dreams.

"By the way, my child, why did you fall to heaven?"

"Because this pair of staffs shot at my former clan."

Mostima tapped the black lock and white key in his hand a little indifferently.

"I can feel that you are not that kind of person."

The fallen angel was silent for a moment:

"My former captain wanted to use these staffs to achieve his goals, but he suddenly attacked my teammates and I shot him."

"Son, it's not your fault. In the final analysis, it's the reason why they can't understand each other. I often wonder why the Lateran people still don't understand each other even though they have aura and empathy?"

"During the Kazdaele Civil War, I understood that the external environment is different. Different environments create different people. Different people lead to different environments. When are people able to achieve true success in such a chain-linked manner? What about mutual understanding?”

Outcast said, patting Mostima's shoulder again.

"I was also surprised at the fact that I had the courage to point the muzzle at my fellow clansmen. Maybe I was too angry because I didn't care about anything at the time."

Seeing Outcast pat him on the shoulder again, Mostima laughed out loud.

"Ms. Outcast, you are really attractive. Many people must have pursued you before."

Outcast also laughed out loud.

———Boundary———

And what is our protagonist Lin Yao doing?

"The Forest Demon Plays Chess"

The tall Wendigo was sitting on a small stone bench in the backyard of the church, playing chess with an old priest who was wearing a robe but could still see the muscles under the robe.

"Two generals!"

"The king's car changes position!"

"Well, I have a son-in-law."

Father Oscar used the bishop to eat the forest demon's chariot, but the price was that the bishop was eaten by the forest demon's queen.

Since this move, the chess game between the two sides has once again reached a deadlock.