The frost giant's mockery was like a sharp blade piercing Oleg's ear, making his blood almost boil, and he jumped up excitedly, pointing at the nose of the frost giant's reckless man and shouting: "Shut up for me, don't say these blasphemous bastards!" No matter how depraved my flesh may have been, yet my heart will always yearn for Mokesh, the great goddess is my eternal spiritual lover, who holds all my loyalty and love, and my soul will never betray her! ”

Clark cocked his feet, changed his comfortable posture and leaned on the back of the soft sofa, squinting at Oleg, his eyes full of mockery: "Come on, my dear young master, although I am a rough man without faith, but I also understand your current predicament, in the end, it is not that your goddess Mokesh is too weak, and was trampled under the feet of Ms. Sindra, and only his last breath is barely hanging on to his old life, neither can he maintain his divine power, let alone you are a fanatic, the so-called' The Mokesh Church is like a big ship in the ocean full of holes and about to sink, everyone including your father is fighting for the sampan to run for their lives, only you fool is still on the boat, using your old felt hat to scoop the water desperately, hoping to save the broken ship, but this is only a waste of effort, and in the end you will drown in the ocean with this broken ship, so please tell me - what is the point of this stupid burial? ”

"Clark, don't say it! I'm begging you, don't say it again! ”

Daria tries her best to dissuade Clark from calming down, otherwise the quarrel between him and Oleg will inevitably escalate into an uncontrollable violent conflict. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

"Okay, okay, I'll shut up, I'm done with what I want to say anyway." Clark raised his arms in compromise.

Oleg didn't speak again, staring at the camel wool tapestry on the opposite wall in a daze, his chest heaving violently showed that his heart was still not calm.

The living room was silent again, and the atmosphere became particularly awkward.

Dalya licked her dry lips and tried to change the topic to liven up the atmosphere: "Mr. Oleg, what are your plans next?" ”

"Next...... Oleg turned his head to look out the window, the afterglow of the setting sun was in line with his sad and lonely state of mind at the moment, "since the city has chosen to betray Mokesh, there is no need for me to stay in such a depraved place, I plan to leave Kitland, go to sea and travel to the New World, and try to spread the revelation of Mokesh in my own way, and proclaim the glory of my lord." ”

Speaking of this, his eyes lit up, and he looked up at Daria and Clarke, his face full of earnestness: "By the way, you are all from the New World, right?" I heard that the continent is larger than the whole of Atlas, and that the fertile land is nothing but a green desert without the nourishment of faith, and if I go to the New World to preach, would you like to go with me? You're going to go back to your hometown anyway. ”

Daria and Clark looked at each other, and they both looked embarrassed.

In fact, only Clark is a native of the New World, and Daria's hometown is in Bartow's Hell.

Secondly, Clark hasn't seen enough of Atlas's fancy world, so how can he be in the mood to go back to his hometown?

In the end, they came to Kitland City with a secret mission, and now that the mission has not been completed, how can they give up halfway?

Reluctantly, and on the surface, he couldn't find a suitable reason to refuse Oleg's invitation, and when he was embarrassed, there were footsteps outside the door, and a burly man with gray hair walked in.

"Father, why are you here?" Oleg hurriedly got up to greet him.

Sergei waved his hand at his son, pulled out a chair and sat down.

Daria thought that the father and son had something to say, so she pulled Clark by the hand, got up and smiled: "General, we won't bother—"

"Wait!" Sergey raised his hand to stop her from leaving, and said with a blank face: "Oleg, you go out first, I have something to say to these two friends." ”

Oleg was stunned for a moment, walked out of the living room with a full stomach, and closed the door with his backhand.

Daria and Clark looked at each other, both at a loss.

Sergei picked up the tea set and poured himself a drink, and was silent for a moment before he spoke: "My unsuccessful son is too naïve, he doesn't understand the sinister world, and he gets excited when he doesn't get his mind at a trivial point, and says a lot of willful stupid things, don't take it seriously." ”

Daria smiled perfunctorily, but in her heart she didn't think so. Although she did not think it was wise for Oleg to cling to the declining faith of Mokesh, she admired his devotion to his faith and his unremitting pursuit of purifying his own spiritual world; In contrast, Sergei is admittedly cunning and cunning, but he is far less backbone than his son, fighting for fame and fortune under the banner of the leader of Mokesh's followers, but he may not have much real faith in his heart, and instead of having a positive impact on his son at the spiritual level, he dragged Oleg back, and it is no wonder that Oleg is disappointed in him, Dalya stands in the perspective of a bystander, and does not have a high opinion of this sleek and sleek nobleman, and is not interested in talking to him in depth.

Sergei was unimpressed by her cold attitude and continued: "You can't leave Kitland City yet, I have more important things for you to do. ”

When Clark heard this, he couldn't help but get angry: "I'm talking about old man! You make it clear to me, it's your son who paid to hire me and Daria, not you, why are you giving orders to me, and you still act as a matter of course! ”

Sergei glanced up at him, then looked away indifferently, his disdain overflowing, and turned his head to continue to say to Daria: "Clark is a brainless reckless man, it is enough to take money to do things, as for you, Daria, you are different from him, as a member of the 'Angel of Blessing', you are not lacking in brains, haven't you noticed the change in the direction of the wind in Kitland City until now?" ”

Daria jumped up in shock: "You...... How do you know about the blessed angels? ”

"Hehe, I also know that you were born in the Nine Prisons, you are a 'mortal hunter' of the Demon Desire Advancement, you were once a handmaiden favored by the sixth layer monarch of Bato's Hell, the 'Demon Queen' Glascia, and later served the priest of the 'God of the Deep Sea Giants' Balor Furmor' 'Lady Kraken' and joined her 'Blessing Angel Guard' as the captain, and now you work for Lady Kraken's son, the 'Hexstow Black Guard' Grande, right?" Sergei was smiling, but there was a strange sparkle in his eyes.

Daria listened to him casually reveal the complexity of her life, her face gradually lost its blood, became as white as paper, and her lips trembled uncontrollably.

"Daria, take a closer look at me, look at my face, haven't you found out the truth yet?"

Sergei's last sentence was like a lightning bolt slashing into Daria's mind, she raised her head to stare at Sergei's old and cold face, and carefully observed it for a long time with the help of her innate "true knowledge", and finally noticed a trace of familiar and evil aura, and suddenly shook.

"Oh my God! Are you ......" (To be continued.) )