"Drake, do you think Mina has a talent for learning magic?" Penelope pushed the little girl in front of Fachen and asked him.

Penelope knew that the two of them wouldn't be in this world for long, so he wanted Mina to learn some magic so she could survive after they left.

Fa Chen looked at the timid Mina in front of him and shook his head: "The talent is very poor, at most I can only learn some powerless arcane magic, so it is better to continue to be an ordinary person, at least I will not be regarded as an alien by others." ”

"Well, I see." Penelope was a little disappointed, but he had to give up on the idea.

At this moment, a strong man dressed in a knight's costume walked into the manor. After the city was rebuilt, Fachen selected dozens of people from more than a hundred people to form a guard, and this person was the captain, named Zack.

Zach came to Fachen and knelt down on one knee and said respectfully: "Dear Lord Fashen, the scouts have found that a large number of crusaders are approaching in the northeast, numbering about three thousand, and there are less than ten miles left from Viklish. ”

"Are you coming, it's slower than I thought, and there are only so many people, it seems that the Pope doesn't pay attention to us." Fachen smiled faintly.

Zach asked, "Lord Fashen, what are we going to do?" Notify everyone to meet the enemy? ”

Fachen looked down at him, "Zach, I'm going to give you a task. ”

Zach puffed out his chest: "Please show me the great god." ”

"I command you to lead all your Divine Guards, fully armed, out of the city to meet the invading enemy. Can you do it? ”

Zach raised his right fist and slammed it into his chest, and replied loudly, "I am willing to serve the Dharma God!" Death! ”

Zach replied very firmly, without a hint of hesitation. Even if there are 3,000 enemies and there are less than 100 of them, for the sake of the respected Fajin, they will not hesitate to draw their weapons and charge the enemy! Because the Dharma God is their heaven, their earth, and their everything!

"Very well, I will bless you and bless you with a victorious start." Fachen nodded in satisfaction.

"Thank you, Lord Fajin! I, Zack, swear with my life that I will bring back victory for Lord Fashen! ”

"Well, go ahead." Fachen waved his hand. Zach bowed and took a few steps back, then turned and strode away.

Penelope walked to Fachen's side, looked at the back of Zach leaving, and said helplessly: "Drake, I feel that you are about to become a cult leader, and they will do whatever you say, just like being brainwashed." ”

Fachen shook his head and laughed, "I don't deny that I am using them, but at least I have not deceived them, and I can bring them a lot of tangible benefits." Compared to me, what the Holy See is doing is more like a cult. ”

Penelope grinned, hugged Fachen's arm and began to coquettish: "Of course I know, no matter what you do, I will support you." Don't talk about this, it's boring to stay here, come out with me. ”

"Hehe, okay." Fachen put his arm around her with his backhand, and the two walked out of the manor together, followed by Mina, a little heel.

Fincasdel;

As the largest city on the border between the Holy Roman Empire and the Polish Empire, it was once known for its thriving trade and wealth throughout Europe. But when war and plague came, Fincasdell became one of the hardest hit areas, how prosperous it once was, how dilapidated it is now. The desolate and miserable scene was even worse than that of Viklisz.

On this day, Fincas Del came with a few special guests. There were six people in total, all dressed in black hooded cloaks of indiscernible material, completely shrouded in cloaks.

"It's annoying to be so lifeless everywhere." One of them suddenly complained, and then lifted the hood from his head, revealing a delicate face and short dark blue hair.

"When people are almost dead, what can they be angry about? Hehe, do you have a brain? Another, more mature and glamorous woman, pulled down her hood and mocked in a contemptuous tone.

"What did you say?!" Dong Xiang immediately exploded and glared at her angrily.

"Isn't it easy to use your brain, and you can't even use your ears?" A-Ning glared back without showing weakness.

These two women may be because of their strong personalities, but whenever there is something you quarrel with each other, although it will not be a fight, but the process is more lively than fighting, such as now.

"You shameless woman!" Dong Xiang scolded.

A-Ning smiled: "I'm shameless? But when you love your husband, who screams the loudest? ”

Dong Xiang's face turned red instantly, and she couldn't speak angrily: "You, you... Shameless! You big-breasted woman! ”

A-Ning continued to squeeze her: "Haha, what's wrong with my big breasts, my husband likes it." Let's look at the real household, how much my husband likes black silk and beautiful legs. What about you? Nothing, nothing, no figure. After saying that, A-Ning deliberately straightened up, making the already round baby appear bigger.

Mato Xiao was innocently lying on the gun, and her pretty face was also red, because she remembered that Xuechen really liked her legs.

"Damn! Who do you say has no figure! Dong Xiang was going crazy. Compared with A-Ning, her social experience is still too little, and she is not an opponent at all.

"Enough!"

A break from the drink made the two people who were arguing stop in unison.

Xuechen spread his hands out, and one of them gave a slap, of course, the hit was backward. Dong Xiang covered her ass and glared at him aggrievedly, and A-Ning was even more excessive, but twisted her thin waist and threw a flattering look at him.

The corners of Xuechen's mouth twitched, and he found that since these two women were eaten by himself, it had become more and more difficult to discipline, and it was simply three days without opening the roof tile.

It's better, but it's super clingy, and he doesn't want to leave him more than three meters all day long.

It's still Shirley and Yuna are the best, the twins are cute and cute, and it's super comfortable to be intimate, but I don't know much and often don't choose to speak, and a sentence like "Why does my brother like to lick there" will pop up at every turn, cough cough...

Hawkers, this is no longer a car to go to kindergarten, everyone who wants to get off the bus should sit with peace of mind, because the doors and windows are welded dead, hahahaha!

"Don't make a fuss." Xuechen resisted the urge to clean them up on the spot and stopped the two from arguing.

As they spoke, a group of people gradually gathered around them, all with yellow faces and thin muscles, and stretched out their hands to pray for some food for them.

Xuechen frowned, showing indifference. Because it has nothing to do with him whether these people are dead or alive, it is better to die all of them, just provide some more souls to evolve the Philosopher's Stone.

"Get out!" Xuechen shouted angrily, directly scaring most of the people away, only a few were still standing far away, refusing to leave.

Xuechen reached out and took out the Philosopher's Stone in his arms and held it in the palm of his hand, and then recited the incantation.

For a while, the wind was blowing, and the overcast sky became even more obscure. Then, countless souls that were hard to see floated out from all over Fincasdel, and then they were pulled into the Philosopher's Stone by an invisible suction.

After a few minutes, the absorption ends. The clouds dissipated, and the sun was rarely exposed, and the air was not so cold. This is because the souls of the unjustly killed are absorbed and the resentment dissipates.

As for those who are still alive, Xuechen let them go, and not taking the initiative to kill is required by Jiechen, and compared to those who are dead, the number of these living people is negligible.

"Huh?" Xuechen put away the Philosopher's Stone and was about to leave with the girls, when he suddenly noticed a group of gray-robed men walking out of the depths of the streets of Fincasdell.

These gray-robed people are all dressed as monks, with wide hoods covering their heads, and there are only a dozen or so people, but they give people an inexplicable pressure.

"People from the Holy See?" Xuechen chuckled, "I thought you would hide and never come out." ”

"In the past month, the souls of many cities have disappeared, are you the ones who did it? Heathen! The gray-robed monk in the lead spoke, his voice hoarse and low, sounding very uncomfortable.

"Heh, does what I did have anything to do with you? How? Want to punish us for your God? Xuechen asked with a sneer.

"Dead souls deserve to be redeemed, to be forgiven by God and to rest in heaven instead of being used by demons, and you must be punished for what you have done!" The gray-robed monk said this, and ripped off the robe on his body, revealing an extremely cold face and a strong suit like a warrior.

The other gray-robed monks did the same, taking off their robes one after another. They all wore uniform clothing, wore crosses on their chests, and on their faces, all of them were painted with graffiti of crosses.

There is only one kind of costume that can be found in this kind of costume - saints!

The saints are a special force under the orders of the Pope, they are directly led by the Presbyterian Church, above the priests and priests, and have very high status and power. And they all have special abilities, not only are they physically far superior to ordinary humans, but they can also gain light power through reciting the Bible, and they specialize in dealing with dark demons.

Vampires, werewolves, and dark wizards all see saints as predators.

The six of Xuechen happen to be blood clans, but unfortunately, they are not ordinary vampires, but pure bloodline blood clans, so these saints in front of them are not threats at all, and the archbishop is barely enough to see.

"It's a saint, I heard that you all have special abilities, just let me see it." Xuechen grinned, revealing two sharp canine teeth, and a pair of eyes were even more red.

"You're vampires!" The leader of the saints was surprised, he had thought that the Bloodchen were dark wizards, because he recognized the Philosopher's Stone, something that only dark wizards and alchemists could have, but now it appeared in the hands of a group of vampires, which was completely counterintuitive.

"Vampires? Are you insulting us? Don't treat us like weak scum. "Xuechen's eyes are not good.

"Bloodline?" The Saints' leader's gaze changed slightly. The strength of a pure-blooded bloodline and an ordinary vampire is not at the same level at all, and the higher the level of the bloodline, the stronger and more terrifying it is. If it's a vampire, they're completely up to it, but it's tricky to switch to a Bloodline.

However, they did not flinch, and as saints, each and every one of them was chosen by God, with a faith of authentication, and would never bow down to the forces of evil.

"Why do you have the Philosopher's Stone? Could it be that your blood clan has already allied with the dark witch forces? The leader of the saints drew two short swords in the shape of a cross and assumed a fighting posture.

"You don't have to set up information, it doesn't make sense at all, because you're all going to die here." Xuechen sneered, and said in a light tone: "I heard that the saints are all human beings with very pure souls, but I don't know what the taste of blood is, hehe." ”

The leader of the saints gritted his teeth: "Hmph! It ain't over till it's over! ”

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