Galen stared at Vivi with a puzzled face, and Vivi's white cheeks were covered with a shy flush.

If it weren't for the vicious look in Miss.'s fingers as a backdrop, the scene would have looked very lighthearted and cheerful.

However, Miss.'s fingers soon lost the strength to look up and stare at her.

The sword wound that pierced her chest and abdomen damaged the lungs of both fingers, and symptoms of difficulty breathing, severe coughing up of blood soon followed, and the lack of oxygen and blood loss caused her to gradually lose control of her body and brain.

Such a way of dying is undoubtedly painful and terrifying.

Despite the fact that Miss. Fingers is a professional killer and an experienced agent, she can't face death frankly.

Galen looked at the half-dead Miss. and said:

"Answer me a question."

"I'll give you a chance to survive."

Galen paid attention to the excessive blood loss rate in Miss.'s fingers again, and without waiting for her answer, he asked straight to the point:

"Weiwei said that you came to the East China Sea with that bald head on a mission."

"Where's that bald head?"

The benefits of killing the strong are far greater than harvesting the weak.

After hearing from Vivi that two of the Baroque's high-ranking agents had come to the East China Sea, Galen had always fantasized about a beautiful encounter with her.

It's just that I didn't expect that one of these two really took the initiative to send it to Galen's door.

Miss. also knew with her fingers that the length of her remaining life was not for her to bargain with, so after hearing Galen's question, she did not hesitate to reply with difficulty in a bellows-like voice:

"He's in the kingdom of Goa."

"The employer is the high-ranking nobleman Otluk family..."

"Goa Kingdom?"

Galen was completely unfamiliar with the complex aristocratic surname, but he was impressed by the familiar name of the country.

Miss. Fingers weren't in the mood to spend time thinking with Galen, she just looked at Galen with bloodshot eyes and shouted with all her might, "Save me!" ”

"Oh."

Galen, however, raised his great sword in the air.

"You, what do you do!"

Miss.'s fingered eyes were filled with terrifying resentment.

"I'm talking about..."

Galen, however, held up his great sword with an unchanged expression and said:

"Give you a chance to survive."

"Whether you survive or not depends on yourself."

"Demacia!"

A golden sword stabbed down from the sky, enveloping the entire vision of Miss.'s fingers.

Under this shocking light, she closed her eyes in despair.

But the golden light shone down on her body, and Miss.'s fingers only felt a warm feeling of a gentle breeze on her face.

"I'm not dead?"

The dying Miss. had her fingers on a rollercoaster ride of her heart before stepping into the ghost gate.

But what she didn't expect was that this roller coaster had a big bend to get to the point:

"The evil level is seriously exceeded..."

Galen shook his head helplessly, and raised the broad sword again:

"It's a shame you're hopeless."

Poor Miss Two-Fingers, after several mental tortures, finally turned into experience under Galen's sword.

The prestige of the Devil Fruit Capable and a high-level agent is well deserved, and the experience points she provides alone are more than Galen has gained from serving as the "Glory Executioner" these days.

Galen had a little more hope for the bald killer who remained in the East China Sea.

"Goa Kingdom?"

Galen thought of Wallace, who had just returned from Rogue Town and brought an invitation from the Michael family of the Goa Kingdom, and couldn't help muttering to himself:

"Looks like we're going to have to go."

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Kingdom of Goa.

The Otluk family mansion.

The current head of the family is Otluk III, but the aging Otluk III no longer manages the family's affairs.

The one who really ruled the noble family of the Goa Kingdom was Steley, the adopted son of Otluk III and his only legitimate heir.

Steley has a funny round head, a neat hairstyle, and the beauty of his facial features is ruined by that flat nose.

In Galen's aesthetic from Earth, such an appearance is a product of the evil taste of the Creator of another world.

But even with this appearance, Steley is still a model young man respected by everyone in aristocratic circles, and he is also an excellent family heir in the eyes of his adoptive father.

His "excellence" as a nobleman made everyone completely forget the true son-in-law of the Otluk family, who had disappeared for many years - Sabo.

And Steley, who is good at playing with power at a young age, is also regarded as one of the most popular husband candidates for the royal princess of the Goya Kingdom who is about to get married.

However, at this moment, the exemplary aristocrat Steley does not have a bit of grace:

"Damn!"

Steley's already unsightly face was distorted into an iron blue, and a set of expensive ceramic tea sets became a victim of his anger:

"The Kingdom Ball is coming soon!"

"That aristocratic scum of the Michael family is not good to stay among those inferior people and be a reporter, and he is going to return to China at such a critical moment?!"

The Kingdom Ball is an upcoming event in the upper aristocratic circles of the Kingdom of Goa.

And the real purpose of this ball is to choose a suitable noble young man as a husband for the princess of the kingdom of Goa.

After the ball, the royal family will officially announce the chosen candidates.

However, the ball was only a superficial ceremony, and the real confrontation was a game between the families of the aristocratic youth;

Steley has long coveted the status of the royal family, and has made many full preparations early, and the princess to be married is almost in his pocket.

After becoming the princess's husband, and then using some unknown means, the position of the king of the Goya Kingdom is just around the corner.

But just as it was about to come to fruition, another competitor emerged in front of Steley:

A young man who had almost given up his aristocracy, but for some reason suddenly chose to return to China: Michael Wallace.

"Kill him!"

The perfect plan was suddenly disrupted, and Steley was so angry that he completely lost his aristocratic demeanor:

"Kill him for me!"

Steley wasn't venting to the air, he was giving orders to a bald, muscular man with a grim look.

But the bald man didn't answer directly, just frowned tightly:

"Michael Wallace?"

If memory serves, the target of this new mission should be the journalist who has been covering the news of Galen, the Knight of Justice.

And that righteous knight Galen...

After his partner Miss., who went to Galen's territory to investigate alone, completely lost his fingers, the bald Mr. 1 did not dare to despise him as completely as before.

"Are you hesitating?"

Steley, who was thriving in aristocratic circles, had a knack for observing words and expressions, and he quickly understood the rare emotion on the face of the killer who was as cold as a blade.

Sterley angrily yelled at Mr.1:

"I paid you the money for the company, but..."

"I know."

Mr. 1 interrupted Steley's tirade in advance with three short words.

He looked at Steley coldly and said:

"Until the Kingdom Ball is over, I will follow your orders."

"That Wallace, I'll kill it too."

"That's good!"

Sterley glared at Mr. 1 viciously, then gritted his teeth and said:

"You want to come back and get in my way... Let's go to hell with the two unlucky ghosts in front of you! ”

After saying that, Steley calmed his mood for a while, suddenly changed into a standard aristocratic smirk, pushed the door and walked out of the room.

Looking at Steley's departing back, Mr. 1 shook his head helplessly.

This time the employer, he hated it.

The old-fashioned aristocratic style of arrogance to ignorance thinks that by virtue of his aristocratic status and ethereal power in his hands, he can suppress all inferior people.

But this stupid aristocracy lacks the most basic awe, the awe of power.

After witnessing him slaughter his fellow aristocratic rivals like chickens, Mr. 1 couldn't understand how dare Staley speak to him in such an arrogant and frivolous tone.

If it weren't for the reputation of the Baroque Workshop, Mr. 1, who has always been cruel and not much to talk to, would have killed Steley's disgusting employer along with him.

Mr.1 pondered for a long time before finally suppressing the restless killing intent in his heart.

He began to think calmly about his next target as a killer: Wallace.

Also, Galen, who may stand behind Wallace...

Mr.1 frowned, pondering:

If that man was really the so-called Dao Sword Hero, he would probably be difficult to match.

However, the information source of the work club is reliable, and there is basically no big deviation, and the missing Miss. fingers are not only far from the strength of her own number one killer in the work club, but also not necessarily defeated head-on by that man.

If the other party is not actually better than himself, it is too ridiculous to run away without a fight.

Mr.1 hesitated.

In the end, Mr.1, who has the ability to quickly slash fruits and considers himself to be all the swordsmen of Tianke, still made a decision:

Stay and complete the mission.

The professional agent did not have the temperament of a pure swordsman, and he quickly added another sentence after this decision:

If you can't beat it, just run.