Seeing that the gang had no intention of reasoning, the farmer Jacob also rebuked him-for-tat: "Are you soldiers or robbers, and if you want to arrest a fugitive, please show official documents, otherwise you are not welcome in my house."

The sergeant at the head immediately turned his face and scolded angrily: "Don't toast, don't eat, eat and drink, there is nothing on Hope Island that our master can't handle." As he spoke, he drew his saber from his waist and dangled it threateningly in front of Jacob's throat.

In order to win the favor of his little lover Jenny, Johnny resolutely and boldly straightened his waist and shouted: "Something is coming at me.

As soon as these words came out, the scene suddenly became 'chaotic' and 'chaotic'. Jenny screamed and hid in the back room, and her brother Jacob and Johnny stood shoulder to shoulder against the four sloppy soldiers.

The number is one to two, and the opponent is all holding weapons, and the result is self-evident.

If it weren't for the arrival of an unexpected soldier, the two impulsive brothers would most likely have become the souls of the sword.

The savior who came was none other than Cardinal Valentine, the famous polydocrian.

The sergeants immediately turned around and shouted in a threatening tone, "You'd better not meddle with your business."

"Aren't you looking for the traces of Bojiao Valentine, I am your ultimate goal, and you can call me with all your swords."

"Big brother, he really is." One of the clever ghosts pulled a small portrait out of his pocket.

"So what are you waiting for." The four of them immediately made a decision, like a hungry tiger pounced on food, and raised their swords like Valentine rushing forward, because the upper peak had already ordered that whether they lived or died, they could go to ask for a reward with a single head.

Neither Jacob nor Johnny understood the young man's methods, and they were shouting anxiously in the back, "Be careful, there's a haystack on the side, pick it up and throw it away."

Valentine smiled, standing still, not showing the slightest hint of avoidance.

When he saw that the four deadly swords were about to be inserted into his chest and throat, he heard a few strange clicks in succession, and the shining blades broke one after another.

The new man of Thrushcross Cottage was not polite at all.He calmly and gently cast an icicle spell.The heads of the four poor people were suddenly sealed together.The horrific scene made Jenny, who was hiding in the back room peeking, scream.

Jacob and Johnny were also so surprised that they couldn't speak for a long time, both of them, you look at me, I look at you, and they both couldn't believe what was going on.

Valentine put his hands on the burqa and wiped them, and then kicked the four frozen heads to the ground: "This is the dog 'leg' of the Knights of the Purple Rose. They are plotting to overthrow King Richard."

"What, there's such a thing." The farmer and the coachman replied in unison.

"I'm Valentine of the Liberal Arts.As you heard just now.King Richard and His Honcy Damasus sent me to secretly collect evidence about the Knights.Prepare to capture the thief and the king.Unfortunately, the dogs' are always short-sighted.They will never look back after they recognize their masters.I am being chased all the way today.It's not because I can't beat them.But because I want to disperse their forces.By the way, kill a few particularly rampant guys and set an example.I didn't think about it.I let you suffer a lot of disaster.It's my sin."

"Where, where, these guys should be killed, if the army doesn't serve the people, and thinks about factional struggles all day long, if they fight for power, then what are we going to do with them, kill well." Jacob applauded without hesitation.

"It's just, it's just, I'm still thinking about why His Majesty Richard didn't deal with the Desserts, it turns out that there is a 'chaotic' relationship between the ministers and thieves in the country." Johnny also had a bit of a sudden realization.

Valentine smiled slightly: "These people will trouble you to bury them casually first.In the future, I will naturally mention your merits to Your Majesty and the Holy See.I still have a lot of things to do.I won't stay anymore.。 This is a special indulgence for the religion, and if anyone who doesn't know each other dares to offend him, take this out as a shield."

"But what if the people of the Purple Rose Knights are out of the way, since they want to rebel, then of course they will no longer care about what is erudite or not." Jacob was a little hesitant, he wasn't afraid, he was worried about his sister, the brother and sister depended on each other, and there was no way to make a mistake.

The cardinal waved his hand, strode out the door, and dropped a sentence, "This is no ordinary indulgence.

Well, the appearance and disappearance of big men are always like this.Shenlong sees the beginning but not the end.In a blank.The two good brothers have no other choice.Can only 'spend' some effort to bury those four unlucky ghosts.

Johnny sighed at Jacob, "The world is getting more and more unstable, the mainland is in chaos, rebels and bandits are everywhere, our little island of Hope is not peaceful, everyone is fighting for power and status, year after year, day after day, there is never a time to stop, don't they think that they can't live indefinitely?"

"Not everybody can be as free as you are, drive the carriage, drink old wine, and talk about love." Jacob's spirit world is a bit similar to that of his sister Jenny, who never lets the shadow stay in his mind for a long time, and always tries to bring sunlight into his life.

He had a great reputation in the neighborhood for a generation, and everyone knew that the young farmer was a warm-hearted man who had never been seen in a hundred years, and that he was always quick to stand up and try to calm things down where there were contradictions.

If you want to say that a person like Jacob, the biggest drawback may be that he has no special ambitions, Johnny the coachman, sometimes when he has three glasses of wine, will talk about politics, and fantasize about what he looks like in power, but Jacob has never 'revealed' the slightest ambition. He is a born farmer, a natural good man, and the top priority in his heart. The first is to help his sister find a good family to marry. The second is that he is also fortunate to meet a confidant.

It's a pity that ideals are always better than reality, and the more we confine ourselves to a so-called independent tune, the more we will encounter all kinds of extreme strange things.

Valentine has just been sent off with a front foot.' There were a few strange figures on the path outside the door, and judging by their dress and expressions, it seemed that they had rushed over from a long way away.

Although the warm-hearted Jacob had just been provoked by the rude soldiers, he still did not change his original intention, and he still greeted him very warmly.

At the head of the group was a short man with a broad head, a round belly, and short legs, and the two axes at his waist almost hanging to the ground.

"Okay, you wait a minute." Jacob was a little skeptical of the second half of the old man's words, but he wasn't prepared to dig it out right away, after all, thirst is the most important thing.

Then he turned his head to a tall man in a purple robe and complained in a low voice, "My lord, when will the magic of our Kotis Sect be comparable to that of Bojiao?

The tall man showed a sly smile and said, "No one in the Bo Sect will use this kind of teleportation technique that breaks through the power of creation.

"So, His Holiness is one of the best in the world in terms of magic."

"It's not a lethal move, it's just a gadget in a hurry, you go and ask Lord Justin or some other senior brother, each of them can make the old stubborn Bojiao fall from their seats in fright when they take it out."

"Then I have one more question." The dwarf took the cup of water that Jacob had handed him, and half of it was poured into his intestines, and half of it was dripping on the ground.

"Where do our stone pioneers come from so many problems? The tall man smiled heartily.

"Your Majesty, since you have such a supernatural power, why do you want Your Majesty to send you the Praetorian Guard? Those ordinary people can't help much, if we had crossed the Sea of Horror by boat, maybe we would have been bombarded by the artillery fire of the Desertes and could not find the north."

"Constantinople is one of the emperor's most important fortresses, and there is absolutely no room for error. Although the old commander Savarin held on, it is difficult to support it alone.

"Wouldn't the emperor send an army on his own?"

The tall man thanked Jacob for his tea, and whispered in the ear of the dwarf: "Old man Savarin has been running Constantinople all his life, and the emperor generally does not interfere, and the people there are like the northern cities of Roma.

After three or four trips back and forth the farmer Jacob, the strange men finally quenched their thirst, and they did not dwell too much on the etiquette, and hastily took their leave.

'Want' to know what will happen next, and listen to the next breakdown.