Chapter 208: A New Journey (Final Chapter of the Volume)

In early December, Dmingham was recovering from the turmoil that followed the crash of the new airship.

With the demise of the Congregation of the Holy Maidens, most of the people who have been supported by their hands will inevitably move towards a certain and predetermined end.

But that doesn't mean everything, there are always a few people who are special.

Connally Owen, for example, is currently the chief of the Dmingham Police Department.

He is now a hero of Dmingham, turning the tide in the catastrophe caused by the new airship, and presiding over the situation in Dmingham for some time to come.

The people worshipped him and followed his example, and even some idle writers began to write praises or personal biographies for him, and it is said that some newspapers even visited his home in the hope of obtaining the rights to publish the personal biography of Connelly Owen, who was not even seen.

Such a person, he naturally can't disappear inexplicably, he has to continue to stand on the table.

So Connelly Owen received an invitation to a family dinner from Semir today.

Compared to the hugs when he came, when Connelly actually walked into the Garcia family mansion, his straight spine involuntarily bent down, and his hands rubbed his hands a little unconsciously, this kind of habitual mistake should have been a mistake that he would never make after strict training.

With the disappearance of the Holy Women's Society, he noticed that his so-called "colleagues" were resigning one by one and sick..... The real reason is very clear to him.

Under the nest, there are no eggs.

It's just that he can be chosen as the replacement for this Connelly Owen, and naturally he has some brains.

He understands that running away is the place where there is no place to die, and his talisman is the identity of Connally Sean as the chief of police.

So when he received the invitation to the family dinner, he came without hesitation.

Shiny leather boots stepped on the brown-red stone bricks of different patterns, and a crisp snapping sound sounded in the empty corridor.

Many people thought the rhythmic sound was nice, but in Connery's mind, it was about the same as the death knell of death.

When he reached the study, there was no guard at the door, and the delicate wooden door was hidden.

There was a cold sweat hanging down his face.

Maybe it was because of his weak heart, or other emotions, he pushed the door open directly, and his eyes subconsciously swept over the entire study.

The first thing I saw was Semir Garcia, sitting behind a desk with a document in his hand.

A tall, imposing young woman was sitting on the windowsill of the study, with one leg on the window frame, which was naturally extremely rude in front of the mayor, but she did it anyway.

There was a man with his back to him, with what appeared to be a map in front of him, sketching with a pencil and a measuring stick.

There was also a man standing in front of a bookshelf, with a mechanical mask on his face and a model ship in his hand.

He hadn't seen any of the three except the mayor, but the presence of these people in the study had put him under tremendous pressure.

A layer of realization suddenly rose in his heart.

These people are the real top figures in Dmingham today, and his fate is in their hands.

None of them spoke.

In fact, the only one who really looked at Connelly Irving was Mr. Mayor.

“...... You summoned me, is there anything wrong?"

After a brief silence, perhaps less than 3 seconds, Connery took a step forward, got down on one knee, rested his right elbow on his knee, hung his head, and asked softly.

This kneeling, this question, the meaning couldn't be clearer.

From now on, he is no longer the chief of police, but just a servant under the big man in front of him.

"Hey~ You are the head of the Owen family, how can you kneel. ”

Semir holds a ring engraved with Garcia's family crest, which he has just brought back from another "Semir Garcia".

After all, there is no meaning of helping in the past.

If this is really Connery Owen in front of him, he will naturally not kneel, and since he kneels, there is no reason to help him.

"What qualifications do I have to stand in front of you......"

knew that the other party was making fun of himself, how dare he reply a word.

"Don't worry, you won't die, Demingham still needs you...... Give you a task, do it well, and don't kill you. ”

Semir was really not in the mood to talk to such a person.

You say. ”

"This is Miss Nancy Edward, and she's going to be the next Chief of Police, you know?"

"I understand!"

Nancy Edward, when he heard the last name, he understood.

"It seems that they chose you to sit in this position, and there is some reason, and then you listen to her, of course, outside, you are still the chief of police...... Go ahead, Mr. Owen, and wait for me to throw you a feast?"

"Thank you for your forgiveness, I won't let you down. ”

The fate was saved, and Connery Owen withdrew tremblingly, bowing down and closing the door before leaving.

Do enough subordinate posture.

"I didn't say I wanted to be the chief of police!"

Waiting for them to leave, Nancy spoke.

"It's only temporary, Nancy, I know that with your ability, you will definitely not be satisfied with staying in this place of Demingham to be a police chief, but now whether it is the Investigation Bureau or the Police Department, the strength is greatly reduced, and I will tell you that Demingham is now the weakest time, and you need high-end combat power like you to guard Demingham. ”

Dmingham is different from other cities, due to the existence of overseas islands, the number of outlaws here far exceeds that of other regions, if there is no strong outlaw to guard, the order originally established under the suppression of the two dominant powerhouses may be destroyed, and Demingham, who has experienced this turmoil, cannot withstand another destruction in a short time.

"Two years. ”

Nancy would only stay in Dmingham for two years, she slept for too long, and finally woke up, so naturally she had to go out and see the world better.

"That's enough, we've found the fireworks experiment data that Dalton Wallen hid, and these two years can also be used to repair the defects in your body caused by the fireworks experiment, and after that, we won't stop you from going anywhere. ”

Two years is enough time for them to recruit and train a new team of aliens.

What's more, they don't have the power or the willingness to ask Nancy to do anything.

"Count the time, Lord Darren should be almost at Dmingham Heavy Prison by now, right?"

Walsh, who was sitting across from Semir, glanced at his pocket watch and shifted the conversation to the most important thing at the moment.

"Donald Grant is the one who helped Anthony Hopkins in the first place, and if he hadn't put forward this condition, perhaps we would never have known that he was the one who changed the direction of public opinion overnight. ”

The government asked Donald to make conditions, and naturally he would not let go of this opportunity, and releasing Anthony was just one of the items on the list.

At that time, for the sake of Anthony Hopkins, the government took a lot of effort to suppress the matter, so Semire was also angry about this matter.

"Donald's ability seems to be a little too strong...... When the time comes, if he finds out the truth of the matter, aren't you afraid that he will come back and take revenge?"

Nancy reached for the lock on the window, suddenly turned her head and asked a little narrowly.

"The truth, what we tell him is the truth, Nancy, and you must remember that our purpose is only to remove the threat posed by the Son, and this is only a last resort. ”

In response to Nancy's question, Fern put down the model ship in his hand and turned around and said solemnly.

"Donald, I've dealt with him a few times, and he was an ally before, don't look at him now, he seems to be very talkative now, and he compromised without using the means you prepared, but that's under the premise that he thinks it's profitable and he can complete the task, I still have to remind you, don't underestimate him, this guy started to be ruthless, but he even had the heart to kill me at the beginning. ”

Thinking back to the first time she met Donald after regaining control of her body and the strange aura she felt on him on the ship later, Nancy subconsciously frowned.

Nancy never underestimated Donald.

This man has some secrets hidden in him that even she can't see.

"There's no need to argue about this, what you two said has some truth, we do have some selfishness, but the problem of the Holy Son has to be solved by the people of the Temple of Justice, as for what they do with that body after solving this problem, it is naturally not something we can control, so what happened at that time has nothing to do with us, what we give is just a choice, how to choose the Pope in the Temple of Justice, that is his business, even if Donald really wants to take revenge afterwards, how can he find us. ”

Picking up the papers on the table again, there were all of Donald's information, including his registration form as a teaching assistant at Royal Delorraine and the information he had filled out when he entered the Bureau of Anomalous Investigation.

"How's Horn doing?"

Donald is in charge of Julia, who seals the soul of the Son, and Tiffany, who contains the body of the Son, naturally needs someone to escort her.

"It went well, it was a team that we had prepared for a long time, ready to go. ”

Bolsh let the nib of his pen off the map, his tone somewhat dull.

"Did you tell him what to do?"

"Of course, after the body of the Son is handed over to the Temple of Justice, he must leave before the festival begins...... That's all, I told him to keep it a secret. ”

Horn was one of the program participants and was naturally entitled to know more.

What's more, there is also Semir's daughter in this team.

At the end of the day, there is no such thing as absolute fairness.

At least there were no "caveats" in what they told Donald.

"That's good, when these two teams set off one after another, our mission will be completed, and then it will depend on the arrangement of fate. ”

Get up and take the materials close to a small charcoal stove in the study, lift the lid and stuff the materials diagonally in.

Watch as the pages inside are lit by Mars, and flames rise up in the corners, reflecting Semir's face.

On the other side, Mark Darren had left the Dmingham Heavy Prison and returned to the ship he had come on without any special signs.

The engines had started, but instead of heading for Dmingham, the ship was heading for somewhere on the Auschwey Sea.

Anthony, dressed in new clothes, looked at Mark Darren, who still hadn't figured out what was going on, and had the deputy mayor come and pick him up from prison.

"Congratulations, Mr. Hopkins, at Mr. Grant's request, you are free, this is something for Mr. Grant, please pass it on to him later. ”

Mark Darren handed the suitcase to Anthony and explained it directly.

"What did Donald promise you?"

Anthony naturally didn't think that the government would release a prisoner like him for no reason.

"No, it's just a reasonable, each take what he wants, you're just a part of it, and when you see Mr. Grant later, you can ask him slowly. ”

Mark Darren didn't say anything more, but just stood on the deck with Anthony.

After about half an hour, another boat appeared in front of me.

Donald, Lilo, Stephanie, and Julia are all on top, plus a Finger.

Donald and Stephanie were still waving at him.

The two ships met, and Anthony boarded Donald's ship as a matter of course.

"Mr. Grant, everything you need is in that suitcase, and there is a map we have prepared for you that shows where you are going and the best route to take it. ”

Donald had listed a lot of items in the list for the government, and it took a lot of bargaining on both sides before it was finally decided.

"I'm sorry for you. ”

Donald took the suitcase and shook the old man's hand.

"It's you who really work hard, I've just come so far, I wish you a happy journey. ”

Mark Darren retreated and disappeared from the deck as the ship departed.

"Donald, what did you promise the government, and the deputy mayor was so polite to you. ”

Anthony pressed his hands on the side of the ship, breathing in the sea air, not minding the sea breeze blowing his already long hair.

"Just promised them to send a soul to the Temple of Justice. ”

"Send a soul to the Temple of Justice...... That's it?"

Even though Anthony grew up in a non-faith area, he still knows the meaning of the title of the Temple of Justice, and when he heard Zhu Jue say it so lightly, he smacked his lips and continued,

"I feel pretty good about being in a heavy prison now. ”

"Then why don't I apply to the deputy mayor and then lock you up? If you want, you can be locked up for a few more years. ”

Donald raised an eyebrow and smiled.

"Haha, forget it, I don't want to eat potatoes and fish cakes all day, this trip seems to be a must-go...... Funds are always sufficient, and it is often said that there are many magical places in this inland area, which are even more strange than the overseas islands, and you may be able to see them along the way...... After staying in one place for a long time, you have to see the outside world. ”

Anthony grabbed Donald's shoulders and ran his other free hand through his hair, both looking into the distance.

"Look at the world out there...... It's a little interesting, so let's take a good look!hahaha~"

Donald burst out laughing.

(End of this volume, next volume: Godfall)