Rewind time to forty minutes ago.

Seeing the young man who called himself Jack leave with his big assistant, the old lady looked at the young man towards his new target, and looked at the gentleman at the door, and the so-called artist full of stubble talking to him, the old lady smiled and shook her head.

"Dear Leonard, that kid went to the house diagonally across the street from us." She said without looking back.

And her husband opened the top flap of the coffee table and took out a shotgun from the inner compartment: "That kid is not sensible, he has not seen much of the world, he does not know what he is facing." ”

"Yes, it's like our stupid children, naively thinking that all the people in this world are believers in the Lord of Justice, no, there are more infidels, cultists, unbelievers and stupid fools in this world besides us, so many miscellaneous and so many innocent people make up such a bizarre world." The old lady turned around and closed the door to catch the shotgun that her husband had thrown at her, and the loaded firearm made her a little nostalgic for the good old days.

It was a good day when she and he tried the cultists with the muskets in their hands and tied them to the stake.

"Liana, bullet belt." Her husband threw the shotgun belt over.

The old lady took the belt, looped it around her waist, and buckled the brass buckle.

The old lady, who was already dressed in men's clothes, kicked off her high heels, put on the trench coat and replaced it with flat-soled shoes, then took a dagger from the armed rack on the wall and hung it to her waist.

Her husband had picked up a short-barreled musket, a semi-automatic musket ordered by the Church of Justice from the Marin workshop, which every emeritus inquisitor would have, and now it was going to come in handy.

He stood up, and the old man, who had some leg problems, wrapped the bullet belt around his waist, and then put on a trench coat with the help of the old lady.

"The kid is gone."

Coming to the window and watching the young man leave the scene, the old lady was silent for a while: "He will definitely find a problem." ”

"Yes, the problem will definitely be found, Your Excellency Marin is in Rongma, if you want to take action against these guys, you will definitely contact us to avoid misunderstanding, but the church has not contacted us." Her husband was thinking.

"They want to settle it somewhere else, and I'm sad, Lena, and they think we're too old to walk, and we can't hold our guns anymore." When the old lady said this, she was very sad, because all this was true to her and to him.

They are so old that even the church doesn't want them to fight on the front lines.

"Don't be sad, Lena, we are indeed old, and they don't want us to have an accident, just like the two old men we didn't inform the Custer family back then, time is changing, and we are living like them." As he spoke, the old man returned to the sofa and sat down, while drawing a sacred church emblem on his chest.

"But we, like the two old men of the Custer family, want to die in battle all the time, and only then can we walk into the kingdom of God with our heads held high...... May the Lord have mercy. The old lady held up the curtain and looked out of the window, just as in old days.

"It's a scare to the snake." She saw the man leave the house and follow the young man's departure.

"It's normal, this just proves our judgment, these strangers do have a problem, he will follow the young man to see what special situation he has, if he goes all the way to the inspection, then it will not make them jump off the wall in a hurry, if ...... He chose to leave after inspecting this street, which proves that there is something wrong with this inspection, and they want to control the guests of this house in this street. The old man was silent for a moment, and finally sighed: "However, I have confirmed that there is something wrong with the young man, and the general action of this surprise attack is to control these tenants, and they will definitely choose to leave." ”

"The man is back, Leonard, and your reasoning has been confirmed once again." The old lady watched the man stand in the doorway, and his tenant opened the door for him, and then poked his head out and looked around like a thief.

It's a pity that he didn't notice the peeping of his neighbor from behind the window, but his neighbor saw the fear and insidiousness he displayed.

"They're in." The old lady reported the progress of the matter in an expressionless and even more moodless voice.

"They'll be gone in ten minutes." After the old man finished speaking, he took out the emblem from his collar, and he put it to his mouth and kissed it.

Three minutes later, several completely unseen subjects walked out of the house.

"New target, Leonard, you had no idea who I saw." The old lady looked at the leader of the same kind, and a nostalgic smile appeared on her face.

Her husband didn't look up, but thought for a moment, extracting a name from his memory: "Our Lady of the Fraudster? ”

"Yes, it looks like you, like me, still remember the tongue bird believer of this witch sequence."

"Of course, this witch was the only target we escaped while hunting, and also killed our only child and his best friends, and I always thought we were going to die with regret." The old man stood up, no longer showing signs of inconvenience, and went behind the window, and watched with his wife as the Sect Master swaggered through the city with her minions.

"They went west, west, the train station." After the old man finished thinking, he looked at the murderer: "They are leaving." ”

"Every night at nine o'clock a train will come into the station, and we will go to the train station and catch them all, how about it." The old lady asked.

"It's a good idea to catch them all, that's it, but considering that there may be more minions uninvited, I must go and get the yard guys out, my dear, you go to our yard and drive our locomotive out, we need it to transport them, or take them to the train station, and we'll be the funniest former judge and his assistant of the just church of the year."

"No problem, honey, I'll go get the car out and you pick out what we need." The old lady let go of the curtains, and she looked at him with affection.

"Of course, we need to put on the liner and then insert the insert into the liner." Her husband was referring to the work they had been doing.

"All you need is the front plug board." The old lady said: "We are old, and we are no longer able to be truly fully armed as before. ”

"Of course, but we don't need a back plug board either, because behind us is a great city." The old man added.

At this moment, he and her held hands.

"For my lord's sake, may he have mercy." He said.

"For my lord's sake, may he have mercy." She agreed.

………………

Casaman put on a trench coat and walked out of the preparation point with his team, and a group of eleven people walked down the street with firearms, and saw their citizens screaming and turning and fleeing, no one fired a shot - they had to fight as fast as they could to get into the transit center, snatch all the gold bars that could be moved, and then flee as fast as they could.

Approaching the wall, the caster in the group turned the wall into a manifestation of the past by turning fossils into mud, and while rushing through the warehouse, following the previously discussed mode of action, Casaba caught his target: "Wait a minute, why is it so quiet in the warehouse. ”

The latter has always had conflicts and filthiness with Casaman, but he didn't expect that it would be Casaman who would pull out his hand today to catch himself who was completely defenseless.

Then the gunshot rang out, and the target who was caught by Casaman was shot in the head, and the skull fragments rolled in the air at this moment, and he lost his life and fell to the ground, and just as he had said before, the gunshots immediately rang out, and several members who were prying the door of the warehouse fell in a pool of blood.

The remaining five men turned their attention to the side of the gunfire as they raced for cover, but when they ducked behind the large wooden box, gunfire rang out from behind them, knocking them down.

Casaman raised his hand, and he quickly waited for the person in charge without moving.

Surprisingly, it wasn't Miss Navallie, but someone he didn't know.

"It's surprising, right, it's not Your Excellency Marin who has the final say, Her Royal Highness the princess from Sidney Union has already taken over the executive scepter of this operation." After the man finished speaking, he showed a very regretful smile at Kassamene: "Go to the train station, your time is running out, if you can't get to the train station before the deadline, you won't be able to leave the city with that guy tonight." ”

"I see." With that, Casamane turned to leave.

What's wrong with the other person in charge, Lord Marin, is there something wrong with him?

Casaman had many questions, but his intellect told him that now was not the time to delve into secrets, so as he passed one of the members, Casaman looked at him leaning against the back of the wooden box, raised his gun, and killed the Chaos cultist, who had been shot in the lungs and could only breathe like pulling bellows.

Coming out of the gap, Casaman thought for a moment and realized that he couldn't remember his name at all.

I only remember the panic on his face, and the confusion, and the ...... Thank.

Perhaps, the world is nothing more than a playground, and everyone ...... They are all just poor worms in the hands of the goddess of fate.

It's been ten years, and I still have a couple of decades.

The sinking fish, which is no longer young, asks itself.

………………

Lalea felt that her disguise was seamless, who would have thought that a girl in women's men's clothes was actually a boy, he took the hand of the four leaves and stepped out of the carriage, and the stack of Siliani standard currency in his pocket made the young man feel very good.

Take the train to Fort Carter, it only takes half a month to get to Fort Carter.

A new home, a new life, and his and Siye's children, everything is so beautiful, everything is so happy, from the orphanage was burned down when he was six years old, fate tortured him and Siye for a whole decade, until now he finally showed a smile to him and her.

He led her up the stairs and into the halls of the train station.

There weren't many people in the hall, perhaps because the group had already gone with the previous train in the morning.

Laria noticed that on their right-hand side, two men in blue uniforms were watching the door, and the young man in uniform stared at Larah suspiciously for a few moments, and finally relaxed as if he didn't recognize anything.

They didn't come for him.

Thinking of this, Lalea was rejoicing, and when the four leaves grabbed his little hand and pinched his palm very secretly.

Caught by her, Lalea looked to his left, and then saw a kind old lady and her friends.

"It's a man." Four leaves said.

It's a man indeed, isn't this the unlucky guy he found when he stole something, how could they be in Rongma?

As Laleia thought about it, she thought of a question - they definitely didn't come here for love and peace, and since these Chaos cultists would not be good if they came, then ...... If they came here to kill someone, who did they want to kill the most?

That must be some stupid thief.

Thinking of this, Lalea stubbornly took the four leaves to the ticket office - if he left directly now, he would only attract the peeps of people with different identities, and when the time came, he was afraid that if he couldn't get out of the gate, a shootout would break out between the two sides.

Be calm, Laleia, my old friend, and think about how you can keep yourself out of it.

At the back of the ticket purchase line, Lalea didn't dare to use the technique, because judging from the situation on the scene, any fluctuation of the technique could lead to danger - whether it was those Chaos cultists or those blue uniforms, it was not something that Laria could deal with now.

Damn, I knew that if I listened to Lord Marin, it would be no problem to leave tomorrow morning or afternoon.

Southern Thai people have said that they can't eat hot tofu in a hurry.

Just as he was thinking this, Lalea saw an old man in front of him pay, and he walked around the queue with five tickets and walked to the left.

This old man is also their man?

Lalea tried to pretend to be chatting quietly with the four leaves, while thinking about what to do next-if you get on the train with them, you won't look up and see you for the next half a month, it's too dangerous to do so, Lalea is nothing with her own words, but with the addition of the four leaves, what can I do.

No, you can't get on this train.

But the ticket must be bought, otherwise the queue on the bus but not buy the ticket will attract the suspicion of people with a heart.

Disguised as a girl, Laria walked to the ticket counter and took out his small wallet: "Two train tickets to Regensburg." ”

The train left the station from Rongma to Fort Carter, and then went north to Regensburg, the reason why he said this was so that everyone present could hear his needs, a pair of girls going to Regensburg and a pair of girls going to Fort Carter, it sounded the same, but to these Chaos cultists, it was two completely different things.

After paying, Laleia took the train ticket and took the four leaves to the waiting seat on the right.

As he walked to his seat, he saw a man in a trench coat and covered in stubble appear in the doorway of the hall, and he also noticed the strange movement and gaze of the young man in the blue uniform—he was watching the middle-aged man.

This forced Laria to take a few more steps - these days were necessary in order not to allow herself and Yotsuha to catch the projection between the middle-aged man and the young blue uniform.

"Why are we going to Regensburg?" The four leaves inquire with psionic energy.

Don't use psionic energy.

Lalea wrote quickly in the palm of her hand, and at the same time, through the reflection of her pupils, she saw the stares projected by the old people - the use of psionic energy has a trace, these Chaos cultists have noticed the four leaves, damn it, the psionic is the highlight of the sacrifice list, and a pregnant psyker ...... Lalea could only hope that the gun that Lord Marin had given him had bullets and that it was sufficient.

"Didn't the mentor say don't abuse your psionic powers?" No, Lariya can only make up a fictitious mentor, hoping to use this non-existent mentor to disrupt the actions of these Chaos cultists - at least, nothing happens during this time in the hall.

Siye finally understood, a little afraid, a little aggrieved nodded.

Sitting on the chair with the four leaves, Lalea stubbornly looked to the left.

The young man in the blue uniform was walking towards the middle-aged man.

The middle-aged man also seemed to notice the young man, and he smiled, a little unclear.

The middle-aged man in blue uniform put his right hand on his waist and leaned sideways to cover it, while his hand was already pressed on the gun.

The old men were looking at Laraia's side, and the old lady among them was smiling kindly, and Lalea had seen the butcher's wife, the butcher's daughter, and the lackeys of Chaos, all have such loving and indifferent smiles.

There is no love and hatred, only life and death.

But there was still an old man who recognized the middle-aged man.

"Casaman, come here." He shouted, with confusion on his face.

Lalea saw the young man in the blue uniform suddenly turn to look at his companion, his face full of shock and bewilderment.

And his companion had already drawn his gun, but it was pointed at his colleague.

At this moment, Lariya felt a wave sweep across the entire fake car hall.

Illusion Counter!

As Lalea's body returned to his original form uncontrollably, he also noticed that the middle-aged man in blue uniform was also becoming a different person.

Lalea also heard his name being called.

"It's Larea! That damn thief! ”

It was the voice of an old man...... No, no, it was the men and women who had become younger who began to draw their pistols.

Lalea is also pulling out her gun.

The young man in the blue uniform was going down from being shot.

At the entrance to the hall, an elderly couple is pointing their muskets at the praying mantis trying to catch cicadas.

So, as a cicada, Lalea dragged the four leaves behind him while pointing the gun at the fake blue uniform.

May the Lord have mercy on me, let the bullets reach me, and let the sickle of death reap me, so that I may ...... Die for love.