Duck felt a fire burning in his chest, and he really wanted to slash this pretending wicked woman to death with a sword, and he looked at Ayub beside him, who was lying comfortably on a woolly blanket woven by a large floral twigon, enjoying the peeled grapes brought to his lips by the slave girl, as if he did not care at all about what was close at hand. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

Duck said in a deep voice, "You are the fiancée of Joseph, the carpenter of Rasler?"

Frightened by such an accurate question, the woman opened her mouth to say something, but said nothing, and buried her head deep again.

"We're here specifically for you, and we all know about you. About your son......"

"My son is here, sir, if you must him, ......," the woman looked at the wounded, blind, and lame child in front of her with tearful eyes, and gritted her teeth, "Take him away!

"You inhuman bastard!" Royce was so enraged that he kicked the woman in the shoulder, knocking her upside down, and if it hadn't been for George's quick grab, the kick would have shattered her shoulder.

Royce, who was dragged down, scolded bitterly: "You use other people's children as bait to exonerate your children? The facts are conclusive, and you still pretend to be pitiful here to deceive us? If you are so vicious, God will lock you into the abyss and burn you a thousand times and ten thousand times with the fiercest poisonous fire!"

The woman fell to the ground in fright and sobbed, and the two-year-old blind and lame child also cried in fright.

George quietly let go of his hand and whispered, "Flower Hat, this woman, I'll leave it to you to dispose of." ”

With a fierce look, Royce pulled out his sword, walked over, and stomped on one of the woman's legs, the tip of the sword pointing downward, trying to stab her to death. But the toddler struggled to crawl over, slapped Royce's boots with his little dry twig hand, and cried vigorously as he slapped it: "Mommy, Mommy!"

Royce's sword trembled. He couldn't help but shout loudly to the child: "This wicked woman, I want to harm you, I want to hurt you! Little brother, you go with me, follow me, I will protect you!"

Ayub pushed away the grapes handed by the slave girl, sat up straight, and looked at Duck inquiringly.

Duck said in a low voice: "My adjutant, when I was very young, my parents were killed by traitors. It wasn't easy for him. ”

Ayub nodded and leaned back.

But the child doesn't appreciate it, two years old, except for simple mom and dad, basically won't say anything, he feels that his mother is being bullied by bad people, desperately pounces on the woman, lets go of his hoarse throat and cries: "Mom, Mom, want!"

Royce's nails pierced into his palms, blood dripping down, and he remembered the scenes when his parents were forced to jump into the sea by the Drake Chamber of Commerce: the lonely docks, the crying seagulls, the miserable white waves, the two soaked and swollen corpses, and the weeping teenager stroking the corpses. The saltiness mixed with the sea breeze is the smell of blood.

The images of the corpse and the boy gradually overlapped with the woman and child in front of them, and they were no longer separated.

This boy has lost his birth mother forever, and now I want to kill his adoptive mother in front of him!

I'm not a beast!

In the team chat, George's soft voice sounded: "Royce, the injuries on the Holy Son's body have been treated." It's not a bandaging technique of the Arabs. ”

Royce's gaze was on the young body, the wounds had been wiped clean and could be smelled faintly herbs if they were closer, and a pair of sturdy planks were clipped between a twisted ankle that held the weakly supported foot and calf together, barely able to walk.

Royce said in the team chat with a hoarse voice: "Liar! It's this poisonous woman who wants him to have a good appearance! He looks more like his own son!"

Duck whispered, "At least, she didn't treat the child badly. ”

"Yes," Isabella joined in, "whatever her purpose, she escaped from the mortal land with the Son and healed him of his mortal wounds. Look at the Holy Son, in just a few days, she has already accepted her from the bottom of her heart and has begun to defend her!" Speaking of this, Isabella became excited, and suddenly shouted loudly: "No one can not be redeemed!

This sentence startled everyone, and even Ayub showed a thoughtful expression.

"Am I right? Am I right?" Isabella shouted excitedly in the team chat, "I should have thought of it, I should have thought of it! Man can make history and change history! We can change it, we can change it! The Virgin Mary in this scene will make mistakes and forget her righteousness, but she can change her ways, she can become the real Mother again! We can help her! George, am I right, right!"

George smiled with satisfaction, "That's right, Pastor Isabella." What you feel is the splendor of humanity, not divinity!"

"Human nature...... Divinity?" Isabella seemed to be caught in another strange circle.

Turning off the team, Royce stabbed his sword into the yellow sand beneath his feet, as if to dispel the anger in his chest.

Duck patted him approvingly on the shoulder and lifted his chin slightly towards the woman who had collapsed to the ground, meaning "You can get up."

The woman woke up like a dream, it was the disabled child who was picked up in the stable next to her and used as a bait by herself to save herself, and she took the child into her arms, guilt and gratitude flowed wordlessly in her heart, she couldn't control it anymore, and cried loudly.

"Madame," said Dark, "your own son is safe and sound. Now his father is taking care of him, and as for the child......"

"He's mine! you can't snatch him away!" whimpered as the woman clung to the child in her arms.

Darker nodded approvingly, "Okay, I trust you." In the future, be kind to him, and he will be a great man in the future! Alright, guys, our opponent is coming!"

The crowd looked in the direction of Dack's finger, where a large cloud of smoke and dust billowed up, and a large cavalry was rushing from the direction of Rasler.

"King Herod, it's finally here. Look at the smoke, there are about two thousand people," George smiled, "Everyone, there is a huge disparity, and we are now hitting stones with eggs. Ayub, sorry for the trouble. ”

Ayub bowed to him, "What's the trouble with this? We're just ordinary merchants, and we have nothing to do with you degenerates and traitors, do we?"

Darker said coldly, "You're going to betray us?"

"No, no, no, we won't betray our friends, but we won't suffer for them for no reason—why should I have to quarrel with the powerful of Rasler, if these people are just asking you for trouble?"

Duck laughed, his laughter filled with courage and pride: "Let your old boy see the real Romans!

"Wait!" Ayub said, "As a tribute to your courage, warriors, you may have access to all my weapons, food, and water." ”

Duck burst out laughing again, "Thank you, if we all die in battle, you," he said, gesturing at the trembling mother and son, "take care of them!"

Ayub said solemnly: "The last wish of the warrior, I will fulfill it even if I work hard!"