"Father Peter?" The goddess called out a name in surprise, and then hurriedly stepped forward and brought the firelight close to him and looked at it carefully: "It's really you, I'm Thea!" ”

The guy was stunned for a moment when he heard the voice, then rubbed his eyes suspiciously, looked at the goddess carefully, and his eyes changed from the initial hatred to surprise, "Xia? God, am I dreaming? How did you come to Malusso? The guy drew a cross on his chest, and he was so happy that he was about to cry as if he had seen a loved one.

"What? Friends? I put away my gun and looked curiously at the heroic uncle in front of me.

"I'll introduce you, Father Peter, the kindest man I've ever met!" The goddess reached out and pulled him up from the ground, but he was a little unsteady on his feet, and I kicked him hard.

"Such a high rating?" I smiled and asked, we rarely judge a person by good and evil, that is meaningless, in our eyes there are only enemies and comrades-in-arms.

"Of course, you killed as many people as he saved." The goddess winked mischievously at me.

"That's well deserved, but, according to you, I'm the most vicious person in your eyes?" I was a little upset that she compared me to the priest as if he were an angel on high and I was a demon struggling in the whirlpool of sin.

"Aren't you? But I like it! The goddess winked at me, then took my arm and said, "Father Peter, this is my comrade-in-arms, an assassin from China!" ”

"I've heard of the name of the Assassin since I was in Southeast Asia, and it's an honor to see it alive today." The priest shook my hand.

"It's a pleasure to see you, Father Peter!" I also replied very politely, sometimes I think that it is not all because of the goddess, and I still have a good impression of the people in the Holy See.

"Haven't you been in Thailand and Malaysia all the time? When did you get to the Philippines? The goddess helped Father Peter to sit on the bench.

"Some time ago, the Abu Sayyaf group, a rebel group in the Philippines, attacked the church in the town of Ramitan, and many people were killed when they were worshipping. The priest sighed, his expression gloomy.

"You're coming alone?" I asked, leaning back in my chair.

"Yes!" The priest nodded.

"So what can you do? With the stick in your hand, you can overturn those vicious bandits? Don't be funny, you can't even save yourself. "My words are ugly, but they are true.

"Maybe I can't do anything, but I'll do my best." The priest was not angry at my disrespect.

"Courage is commendable!" I nodded and praised it, but in my heart I was dismissive of this self-indulgent behavior.

"Don't underestimate Father Peter, he was a former member of the Templar Order!" The goddess's words surprised me that this weak-looking little old man in front of me was actually from the Templar Order, no wonder he saved as many people as I killed, and he was so familiar with the goddess.

"I'm too old to move, and I can't move a single move in the hands of an assassin." The priest smiled wryly.

"Don't compare yourself to him, he's a pervert!" The goddess comforts the priest.

"I ......" I just wanted to refute but was glared back by a look from her, this hero still wants to save the old man in the twilight, he really deserves more respect, but then again, he is not too old, only in his forties.

"Why not turn to the Holy See for help? And your former comrades-in-arms, no one helped you? "I'm curious, is he the only retired Templar member willing to pay for it?

"The dead are dead, the crippled are the crippled, and I am the only one left who can hold on, as for the Holy See, Archbishop Odin was assassinated in Sri Lanka, and they can't send extra manpower." Father Peter's tone revealed a deep sense of helplessness.

"It's okay, didn't I come? And bring a helper, and we'll protect the believers here until the war is over, right? Seeing that I didn't react, the goddess raised her leg and kicked me.

"Oh, yes, don't worry, Father Peter, we're here to be bodyguards." I hurriedly accosted me.

"I don't have the money to pay you commissions." Father Peter half-jokingly.

"It's okay, I'll get the commission back from Thea." I winked at the goddess ambiguously, and deliberately accentuated the tone of the word on my body, and the words were full of teasing.

"Ahem, this is God's house, pay attention!" Father Peter coughed awkwardly and reminded me, and even the goddess glared at me fiercely, making my face full of embarrassment.

"You're the only one in such a big church?" I quickly changed the subject, it was indeed inappropriate to speak obscene words in such a sacred temple.

"No, there are many people, in order to escape the persecution of the infidels, we have built a shelter under the church, and they are all hiding in it, and there are some women and children who have taken refuge in addition to the clergy!" The priest said lightly. I now understand how he protects his followers, although his combat power is limited, he still has a lot of experience in fighting enemies, and knowing how to dodge enemies is also a kind of strength.

"Were there any casualties from the previous battles?" The goddess asked with concern.

"God willing, we dodged in time, and when the infidels shot into the church, everyone had already taken refuge in the safe house, and no one was hurt." The priest was glad to say.

"When we came in just now, we saw that the government forces had gained the upper hand, and it was estimated that the fighting would end before dawn, and those infidels would not come for the time being." I turned my head around the window with my sniper rifle in my hand, and the exchange of fire continued.

"We have long had no illusions about the government here, they are as hateful as the infidels, don't look at the fierce fighting outside, it's just for show, tomorrow's news will boast about the heroic deeds of the government army after a day and a night of fierce fighting to defeat the bandits and recapture Maluso, and then those officials will sit and wait for the promotion to get rich." Father Peter saw this kind of collusion very clearly.

"That's why there are so many thieves at sea?" I asked.

"That's right, it is because of the inaction of the government army that bandits are rampant at sea." The priest hated it, but he couldn't help it.

"Now I understand why the howitzers of the government army have not been fired." I shrugged, but not as angry as the priest, in the Middle East and Africa this kind of thing is common and there is no fuss, as long as there are enough interests, there are no so-called allies and enemies.

As I said, I came here to be a bodyguard, holding a sniper rifle at the window until dawn, after which the fighting stopped, and a large number of government troops marched south, recapturing the roads and hospitals occupied by the rebels, rescuing civilians stranded in enemy-occupied areas, and winning the final victory in the defense of Maluso.

(End of chapter)