"Don't worry, it's not poisoned... I don't want a next time. The red-haired boy stood up, patted the butler on the shoulder, and walked out.

"Yes! Young master..."The butler fell to the ground on his back.

"Young Master... You're back... The slave family is so worried about you. Behind the door, Jenny put away her four-edged dagger with both hands and flashed in the shadows.

"Oh, Jenny. Sorry, I forgot to type the code. The red-haired boy touched his head and looked at the hospital bed. Is Ya-chan better? ”

"Young Master Xie... Care. Jasmine lay on the hospital bed and spat out her words.

"Young master, you are eccentric!" Little Peach on the side of the hospital bed stretched out her pink fist and gently hammered the red-haired boy.

"Oh, little peach, you've worked hard too." The red-haired boy dodged his small fist, grabbed his arm with his backhand and shook it hard.

"Yes," Little Peach blushed and hurriedly withdrew her hand. "When will the young master leave, we will pack your things for you."

"The situation has changed, so as not to have too many dreams at night, so I will leave tonight". The red-haired boy touched Jasmine's left hand, "It's going to be hard for you."

"I will not give up for the young master!" Jasmine struggled to her feet.

"Rest first, we'll go when we're ready." The red-haired boy patted the back of Jasmine's hand and turned to look at Pink and Jenny. "Pack up the important ones and don't bring the rest. The hyena is asleep, and you have to work hard to hold on here. ”

"Hmm," the pink and blue-haired girls snorted, wiping tears from their hands. Hands quickly packed the important things into the wooden box.

The moonlight illuminates the sand, whitebait jumps happily on the surface, and emerald grasshoppers chirp in the grass. The engines of the medium-sized airliners in the manor roared with ions, and the blue-haired and pink girls carried the last wooden box into the cabin, dozens of which hung from the wall rope net.

The blue-haired girl and the pink girl gave a thumbs up to the plane, the red-haired teenager waved his hand at two girls holding each other and crying on the lawn in the hanging window, and the mid-size airliner's anti-thrust rocket engine turned and flew vertically into the sky.

Mars, the capital city of Damir.

The capital's landmark 66-storey pyramid-shaped parliament building stands beside a crescent moon.

Outside the Crescent Spring, reddish-brown sand surrounds the capital, and the large city defense wall sticks out with thick magic walls to defend against sandstorms and scorching heat. Still, the midday sun pierced through the translucent walls of magic, and the large chunks of gravel on the reddish-brown sand covered roads were softened by the sun and emitted a wave of heat.

City dwellers hide in underground caves buried deep under the sand. In the huge ground city, a few travelers wearing thick protective clothing walk alone. A team of Martian guards patrolling the defensive wall on fire lizards in the distance.

On the sixty-fifth floor of the Parliament Building, the city can be monitored through magic glass. Dressed in a white robe and wearing the Order of the Purple Star, the Speaker sat on his desk, with one foot crossed on the woman in red leather armor with only one left arm.

"Jasmine, you're going to opt out, right?" The Speaker's handsome face was lonely, and his long eyelashes were lowered. "How do I treat you, if I treat you badly, you can mention it to me".

Jasmine in red leather armor threw her hands on the ground, her head pounding against the floor. "The eldest young master treats me like a mountain, taking in the homeless me, and Jasmine can have today all thanks to the cultivation of the eldest young master."

"Well, then you're going to leave me?" Tears glistened in the Speaker's long eyelashes.

"Back to the eldest young master, Jasmine has lost all her force on this expedition, and it will be a burden to be by the young master's side, and I will be very painful to think that I can't help the eldest young master, so I decided to leave." Jasmine bit her lip hard.

"NO, NO, NO, YOU CAN STAY BY MY SIDE EVEN IF YOU DON'T HAVE ANY COMBAT POWER, AND I WON'T EAT YOU." The Speaker gestured with his finger in the air, leaning over Jasmine's ear. "I heard the second brother say, you left me to return to the fourth brother's door, isn't it?"

The speaker seemed to have changed his mask, stepped on his heels hard, raised his head and said with a joke at the corner of his mouth, "You have been a 'big young master' since you came in, it seems that you have indeed had this matter." ”

"I hope that the eldest young master will see that his subordinates will indeed leave because they can't serve guilty." Jasmine felt a sharp pain in her back, crawling with her hands and trying to keep her balance.

"It's been so long, I won't let go of it," the speaker said, staring at the woman lying on the ground with his arms folded. "Are you sure you want to help the fourth brother, leave me behind", the president's eyes flashed with tears, and they fell down with a clatter.

"I'm sorry! Master Great...."Jasmine covered her head with her hands.

"Good! Very good! Ungrateful minions! The Speaker put on a smiling face, a smile on his lips, and tears in his eyes. Stretched out his foot and kicked the woman lying on the ground hard.

Lying on the ground, Jasmine's back and head were trampled into a tear, and blood dripped down the tear.

The Speaker kicked tired, panting hard. "Aya, don't blame me for being ruthless, I didn't go to country J to save you, this is what the old man meant. You have been injured too much, and there is also the participation of the second brother. The Speaker crouched down in front of Jasmine and lifted her face. Don't think that the fourth brother is kind, he is more ruthless than anyone else in the West Lorates, follow him and you will understand later."

"Thank you, young master, for your concern! Jasmine is not blessed to serve the young master! Jasmine lifted her tear-stained face and kowtowed to the Speaker, covered in blood.

"Well, I hope you've chosen the right path." The Speaker sighed, "You really don't want to help me, do you?" The Speaker turned his back to Jasmine and looked out through the glass.

"Please make it happen, young master!" Bloody Jasmine opened her cracked lips.

"Okay, then follow the rules!" The Speaker turned his back to Jasmine, as if using his last strength.

"Young Master Xie, it's complete!" Jasmine ran her blood-soaked hair through her hands, a smile on her pale face. Stretch out your left hand, unbuckle the rope, and pull out the ice crystal triangular pyramid. Bite the blade of the knife with your teeth and cut off the little finger of your left hand very slowly, and hand it to your head.

The speaker took out his sword lonely, cut off a strand of red hair with his left hand, and cut a piece of jade silk with his right hand. Turning her head to pick up Jasmine. "Broken hair and bones, there will be no 'blood sword' from now on! Jasmine, today you and I have decided to make a decision, and there is no more belonging! From now on, I will be your enemy! Hahahaha...."The speaker burst into tears and laughed loudly.

"Master Xie is complete! In the past, I was a cow and a horse in the next life, and I repaid it! Jasmine took the jade silk that the Speaker had cut off from his robe and wrapped it around her severed finger. He walked out without hesitation.

On the empty sixty-fifth floor, the speaker covered his chest and laughed, coughing up bloodshot with his open mouth, and then came the cry of a big boy tearing his lungs.

Half a year later.

The Martian Governor's Mansion ushered in a rare guest. Holy Cross Pope visits Mars. The itinerary includes a visit to the capital city of Damir, an inspection of the battle readiness of the Tiger Legion in the city of Tinakar, and of course, a visit to the Holy Light Crusade Statute that has fallen here, as well as talent training.

Wearing a golden cross-shaped crown on his head, the Crusader White Runner sits in a chariot pulled by a giant salamander, and under the protection of the Papal Order and the Damir Capital City Guard, he marches towards the Doge. The Speaker, dressed in a white and gold robe and wearing a purple button medal, explains the customs of Mars to the Pope in the chariot.

"Report to Your Excellency the Speaker, there is a blind old woman kneeling on the ground in front of her, hoping to receive the Pope's blessing." Dressed in a blood-colored war knight, holding a battle flag, wearing a photoionic pistol at his waist, and riding a salamander, the captain of the guard came to kneel beside the chariot and reported.

"Get out of the way and go the other way!" The young speaker thought for a moment and gave orders to the captain of the guards.

The Pope on the side tilted his head sideways, a smile on his lips, and a trace of displeasure was fleeting on his face.

"Yes! Your Excellency the Speaker! The captain of the guards led the team to another street with a battle flag.

"Dudu, hey!" The driver of the chariot shouts to stop the giant lizard.

"Your Excellency, in the middle of the road ahead, there are passengers who have lost too much water in the way." The Speaker rode the salamander to the front of the line, ran back again, and shouted a loud report.

"Detour! Detour! The mild-mannered Speaker grabbed his hair and became impatient.

"Yes!" The captain of the guard commanded the team to turn.

......

"There is a city hall engineering team working in front of the speaker," the captain of the guard came running angrily.

"Turn, detour!" The Speaker roared and threw off the purple medal with all his might.

The Pope on the side bowed his head and was silent, his face gloomy.

"Report to the Speaker! In front of us, there is a group of Earth Light Seekers, asking to meet His Excellency the Pope and listen to the Pope's decree! The sweaty captain of the guard slowly approached the chariot with the battle flag in hand.

"Detour!" The Speaker stood up, his hands clutching his hair, and his face roared with rage.

"Your Excellency! I am here to receive my followers, subjects of the Light! The Pope's face was cloudy, and he stood up in the chariot and protested to the Speaker.

"Your Excellency, it's not safe here! There were so many surprises today! The Speaker's face turned red and he reached out to support the Pope.

"That's because Your Excellency the Speaker has no confidence in his own governance!" The Pope shook off the Speaker's hand, lay on his stomach on the chariot, and jumped to the ground.

"Dudu, hey!" The driver of the chariot scrambled the giant lizard, and the chariot slid two steps to a halt. The coachman looked back at the Speaker.

"Level 1 Defense! Level 1 Defense! Set up security equipment! The Speaker's iron face leaned against the inner wall of the chariot and shouted helplessly.

"Didi, Didi", one security inspection equipment after another was set up in front of the lizard queue, and a team of guards held weapons and stared nervously at the dozen or so 'Holy Light Cultists' in the encirclement.

The Pope stepped off the chariot with disdain. He stretched out his hand towards the 'Holy Light Cultists' who had passed the security check perfectly: "Long live the Holy Light!" Blessings of the Light upon you! May you share the glory with the Light here and there! ”

The 'Holy Light Catholics' who were waiting in line to receive the Pope, the blessed head briefly touched the Pope's hands, and a trace of the surrounding machines could not perceive it, and the grayish white that the Holy Light did not sense floated into the Pope's palm that exuded holy light, and the Pope who chanted the blessing felt a very brief slight stinging pain that seemed to come to his body.

The Pope was slightly surprised in his heart, meditated on the secret method of holy light, peeked at it, and found that his body was fine. The corners of his mouth smiled, shook his head slightly, and moved on to the next blessing.