() The mythical city of St. Pope's Island

Hagen Bakery has been operating in the holy city for ten years, and enjoys a reputation among residents in several neighborhoods, the bread baked by Hagen Bakery is not only loose, delicious, filling, and cheap, but more importantly, the owner of the store, the bald Hagen, a middle-aged man who is obviously blessed, greets customers with a smile at all times, even if some people come in and just walk around, and do not buy anything, Hagen will not immediately put on a straight face like other peers, although Hagen is not good-looking, his smile is like a fire in winter, and can always give people a faint warmth

Thank you for coming, welcome back to Hagen, saw off the last guest of the day with his signature smile, hung a wooden sign at the door that closed the business, and closed the door of the store

After closing the door, Hagen put away his smile, his eyes flashed a trace of a cold look that a businessman should not have, he took off his apron, packed the few noodles that had not been sold out in the store into a basket, and walked to the back, this bakery is a shop in front of the shop, behind which is a bakery and a place of life, Hagen lives alone, has no relatives, and has no reason, the huge bakery is taken care of by him alone, from buying raw materials to baking bread to daily business to cleaning, I have to say that Hagen is capable

Hagen carried the basket into the cellar where the grain was stored, put down the basket next to the grain pile, moved the bags of wheat, and revealed a secret door, Hagen opened the secret door, and in front of him there was a brightly lit tunnel, and there was a basement under the cellar

Compared to the dwellings and shops on the ground floor, this basement is very spacious, surrounded by several lanterns that illuminate the otherwise dark basement unusually brightly, and it is not like other basements, and there is a sour musty smell that is evident that people are often cleaning the basement, and there is nothing left for a wooden bed, a wooden table, a few books, and the young man wielding a sword

Listen to my advice, your physical condition is still not suitable for sword dancing

Hearing the voice behind him, the young man also stopped, and after a long delay, he was afraid that the sword spell would be wasted, and he was still wrapped in bandages, and there was a faint amount of blood oozing out of the bandages, and the violent movement made the wounds that were still completely healed open, but he didn't seem to care about it

But I don't think it's a sword practice, Hagen came to the young man and put the basket down, this is simply self-harm, Julian stop giving up on himself

Isn't it enough to give up on yourself, Julian laughed at himself, from the moment you saved me from the 'Iron Maiden', my life is no longer my own, and I will not destroy other people's things at will

I hope you think so, Hagen opened the lid of the basket, I brought the food, and the time came for the dressing

I'll do it myself, Julian politely declined the other party's help

Well, Hagen saw that Julian didn't really want to accept too much of his soothing medicine and new bandages on the bottom layer of the basket, so I went first, so he turned around and walked towards the exit, Hagen had to foil the flour for tomorrow's bread every night, and basically nothing had changed for ten years

Wait a minute, Julian shouted

Is there something wrongHagen stopped, but didn't turn the shiny bald head

Boss Hagen, who the hell are you, even a purple cardinal like Yutanko, do things for you, don't tell me, you are just a few well-meaning ordinary people

Oh, why not, I'm a model citizen of the Holy City

Julian's brows tightened, and this half-joking remark gave him a feeling of being fooled, as if he felt Julian's affection, and Hagen put away his smile, he knew that Julian was serious, so he had to answer seriously, which was the least respect for others

We're just a bunch of phantoms hiding in the shadows, and knowing who I am doesn't do you any good

spy

Exactly right, a spy who is looked down upon by you knights of the Upper Board

Please do not misunderstand that I do not mean to belittle you at all, I apologize for my rudeness, Julien Rousseau bowed slightly to Hagen, and apologized with the standard courtesy of a knight

The bakery owner finally turned around and accepted Julian's apology on his behalf: I don't value this boring reputation, and as a spy, I understand my situation

Thank you for your understanding, but there is one thing I have to figure out, and Julian Qingqingzi continued to ask in a stern manner, can I trust you

What the hell are you trying to say

There is no lunch in the world that does not cost money, and you need me to risk your life to save me from the torture equipment, Julien Rousseau will help you do something, as a knight, I know that it is a matter of course to repay my kindness, but I have a principle that must be made clear: if I saved me so that I could help you do bad things, I would immediately give you my life back

Hahahaha...... Hagen burst out laughing, as if he had heard the most humorous joke in the world, what a funny young man, the Knights had long abandoned you, do you still want to cling to chivalry, then tell me first, what is the boundary between good and bad in your heart

This...... Julian was at a loss for a moment, he was not a man of good words, and although he had the answer in his mind at this time, he was slow to put it into a suitable expression

Seeing Julian's embarrassment, Hagen wanted to laugh more and more, but he finally resisted it, and I told you, as a baker, I have lived in the 'city of myths' for ten years, and during that time I have done many things that are not supposed to be bakers, but these things, like all the bread I make, none of them are against my conscience, and this is my answer

After saying that, Hagen didn't care if Julian didn't understand it, turned around and walked straight to the exit

Don't go yet, I still have a question...... Or rather, the request is appropriate

The bald man stopped again, he looked at Julian's pleading eyes, the corners of his mouth curled, and although he didn't speak, he was clearly expressing the word please to Julian

I think there's something out there that has to be confirmed with my eyes

If you can't get it, you get a cold rejection

Why, although he had expected this reply, Julian couldn't help but ask

If the lackeys of the Holy See see that the prisoners who had been executed long ago were still swaggering through the streets, it would probably not be you who suffered, but those who helped you in the Papal Palace

Well, I know, that's right, you can't bother others, especially your own savior, Julian, didn't insist any longer

Seeing that the young man was so sensible, Hagen nodded appreciatively, and he walked to the exit without any hindrance, and before leaving, a sentence drifted into Julian's ears: If that event is really important to you, it will give you a chance to go outside, but the time must be arranged by us.