Chapter 10 Cooperation and Differences
At eight o'clock in the evening, after the prayer was over, the Beast Punishment Team of the Religious Institute routinely gathered in the pilgrimage hall, ready to listen to Father Rong Xuan's teachings, of course, this is a secondary act, the most important thing is to know the goal of the next trip. Pen Γ fun Γ Pavilion www. ο½ο½ο½ο½ο½ο½ γ ο½ο½ο½ο½
But there was an abnormality, but the priest, who had always been strictly punctual, was nowhere to be seen, and the top person in charge of the part-time Faculty of Inspectorate rarely knew where to go, so the three men and three women on the bench were suspicious and secretly speculated about his movements.
From chasing big prey, to being recalled by the Central Council, and even having the opinion that the priest was kidnapped by the orcs, whispering, exchanging ears, it was so lively. Knowing that if this continues, I am afraid that even the idea of the priest's head will appear, it is too outrageous, as the eldest brother in a group of people, Zheng Zhe sighed and took out his mobile phone and dialed Rong Xuan's only mobile phone.
"Sorry, the priest didn't have his phone." After repeatedly identifying the busy sound in the earpiece, Zheng Zhe spread his hands with great regret and said.
The rest of the people were greatly shocked, Fang Hao's temperament was a little restless, and he picked up a comic book boredly, flipping the pages of the book over and over again. The youngest, Mebius, looked around, secretly took a few biscuits from his backpack, and buried himself in munching on them.
The voice that looked like a rodent attracted Zheng Zhe's attention, and Mebis sensed the attention, wiped the biscuit dregs from the corner of his mouth, and said pitifully: "I'm hungry, Brother Zheng Zhe." β
It's not just her, Zheng Zhe feels a little dizzy. Dinner is customary after the assembly, and the priest's unusual behavior today has undoubtedly delayed a full meal for a long time.
"Alas......" Zheng Zhe touched Mebis's head a little helplessly, "You eat first." The priest soon returned. β
Even he didn't think it could be trusted, just to comfort him. But in the dark, it seemed that the probability of praying was very small, and at about nine o'clock, Rong Xuan stood on the podium in the dust.
"I went to the Vatican."
"Oh, that's far enough." Fang Hao's cartoon turned to the last page.
Basically, the priest's words are half-truths. If the Vatican has new instructions and arrangements, it is generally enough to have telegrams and encrypted mail, and there is little or no need to travel long distances to run alone, which is illogical in terms of time consumption and efficiency.
Moreover, on Rong Xuan's gray priest's robe, the activity of the molecular force field left by the glory spell was very obvious, obviously there was an unknown experience, although several people in the audience had doubts, they were all interested in not opening their mouths to expose it, and only single-celled animals like Fang Hao were only interested in the life and death of orcs, and ignored everything else.
"News has just come from the Holy See, and the big action on the side of the Demon Society has temporarily surfaced, so this is an order from Rome, and from today, the operation of killing beasts will be stopped!" The priest didn't make people wait too long and blew himself up.
Fang Hao threw away the comics when he heard this, and stood up excitedly: "Father, what are you talking about!" β
Xia Lun and Yu Yixian's expressions are exactly the same unnatural, Xia Lun, as a daughter's family, is necessary to be reserved so that she will not use anger to destroy her image, and Yu Yiren is born a stuffy gourd, only expressing her deep dissatisfaction with environmental protection arms.
No one will doubt that the grudge against the orcs of these three Asian races can be described as uncommon, in the subjective concept, there is no good or bad orc, they all deserve to die.
"Fang Hao, it's a pause. Because we have new directions, new tasks and goals, and these are inseparable from the actions of the Demon Society. The priest gave a reasonable explanation, and his tone was slow.
Zheng Zhe sorted out the clue from his speech, and said tentatively: "What does the priest mean that we will move from the actions on the stage to the stage and in the dark?"
Rong Xuan nodded slightly approvingly and admitted, "Not bad." Although I don't really agree with the idea of the Central Council, at this stage, if we can let the Demon Society plant a big heel without blood, it is a good thing for us. β
"What about the specific arrangement? Father. Sharon stared at the head of the courtyard on the podium.
"Seeking cooperation! Next, it may make you feel uncomfortable. However, this is an oracle, and we must do our best to cooperate with the orc organization, the Yan Murder Shop, remember, it is all the requirements. Rong Xuan dropped a bombshell.
βwhatοΌοΌ Working with those hairy brutes? Fang Hao's hands creaked, and the clutched chair was branded with two palm-sized handprints.
The promulgation of this edict was as unexpected as the orc who slipped into the Sycalyptic Academy. It is not my race, their hearts must be different, and it is already a very gentle way not to trouble them, but now it is necessary to obey any of their dispatches contrary to common sense, which is really insulting to the status of the monks of the Religious Inspectorate, the three Asians thought with hatred in their hearts.
Sharon hurriedly followed and asked, "What is the reason?" Even if it is a **** orc with a good reputation, it is inevitable that there will be a defection in the back, priest, do we really want to abandon our previous suspicions and believe in them? β
"I think so. Although I don't know why the old immortals in Rome are so determined this time, and they still don't change their beliefs after fighting with me, but judging from the star deduction made by the Pope, if we don't ask, things will really develop to the point of precariousness, I say this, do you understand? Rong Xuan sighed, no wonder, he would have a molecular force field reaction.
Zheng Zhe was cautious in his words and deeds: "What Xia Lun said is also a doubt, if Yan Murder Shop makes a hindrance from it, will the Roman side expect it?" Father? β
"Hehe, based on this, I will have a discussion with the patriarchs. Rest assured, if there is a hint of bad behavior in them, my opinion is, kill them! Rong Xuan showed his signature smile, "However, if it were one of our people who had an accident, I would have unceremoniously sent him back to Rome to be locked up for a year, how about it?" β
Xia Lun and the big man Yu Yiyi looked at Fang Hao who was buried in silence at the same time, and after a while, he slowly let out a long breath: "Very good, it is best to let those beasts settle down, it is to sincerely seek an alliance." Otherwise...... We need them to pay with blood! β
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At the same time, in different places, and in different hustle and bustle, in the depths of the intersection of the royal capital, the doormen outside a restaurant called the Red House were excited, forming a long queue, and the degree of crowding can only be described as being impossible to see through.
Zhang Xueting stood at the beginning of the long line, quietly waiting for the crowd to move a little bit. She is very anxious but does not show a trace of panic, wearing headphones to savor the famous song "September Has Not Arrived" by the pianist Magellan.
Quiet as flowing water, moving like rain, the volatile tones seep into the sea of consciousness, worthy of the moving heart, gradually making people wander in G major as the main melody brings the summer coolness.
At the end of the song, the girl also stepped into the door of the Red House restaurant. In terms of area alone, the restaurant is too small, but it is a good thing, and the fluctuation of the spirit child who is not good is the first to reflect the induction, which is the Kanban girl who sits firmly on the bar and shows off her branches.
"Yan Murder Shop? What, did we people in the Red House do something? β
This sentence was mixed with vindictive spirit and shouted, directional transmission, as if whispering in the ear, but outsiders only thought it was Kanban Niang muttering to herself.
Knowing the ability of this Kanban girl, she has an unfathomable evaluation in the orc group, so Zhang Xueting can't respond with sound waves, and the stammering conversation may be kicked out of the door by the other party as vexatious, and under the eaves, Zhang Xueting chose to exchange messages in a way that fluctuates in the spirit son.
"The seniors are serious. I didn't mean to be offended, but I just asked about something, and I looked at Haihan. β
"Senpai? Am I that old? β
"If my seniors mind, I can change my name to my sister, but I don't know my sister's surname, how old is it?"
"Girl, are you starting to count on me? Everyone knows that I have no name and no surname. Kanban Niang looked at the girl with a blank face.
This can be scored zero, orcs since birth, will receive the blessing of the elves, including will give a name, but the name is stubborn and long, and the elf language is also extremely inconvenient to write, so when the orcs need to integrate into society, it is a simple and effective way to cover up with human names.
Zhang Xueting did not break or urge, she was silent, and stared at Kanban Niang with a pair of graceful eyes.
The owner of the restaurant was a little weak under the continuous gaze attack, and he didn't want to waste time on the side branches and leaves, so he could only show the momentum of the host: "Say, your intention." β
"Thank you, sister, I only don't know anything." Zhang Xueting found a place to sit down safely, and the unique Lingzi frequency passed out, "Regarding the only symbol left by the underworld in the human world, if my sister knows, I must inform my sister, it is a big deal." β
Kanban Niang suddenly felt a little nervous, and the panic on her face was more than calm, involving the underworld, which was a tricky problem. At this moment, she was annoyed that she shouldn't have invited a guest to the door, and she was a guest who would not leave if she lost a radish.
Fingers lightly tapped on the tabletop, and Kanban Niang pondered for a moment: "You should know that the Red House is a neutral organization in the orc race, adhering to the principle of three no matter six questions. So, are you going in the wrong direction? β
"Sister doesn't know, or doesn't she want to say?"
"Is there a difference between the two?"
"Yes, based on the former, I will retreat from the difficulties, if it is the latter, I can only rise to the difficulties."
Kanban Niang couldn't help laughing: "Sharp-toothed girl, that's how your mother Lu Fei disciplined her daughter?" β
"My mother has passed away for many years, and Xue Ting is all self-taught." The girl's face was not sad, and she replied neither humbly nor arrogantly.
"Don't provoke me anymore, Lu Fei under the Nine Springs, did you ever think that you might go with her to the west today?"
"My sister has this ability, but there may not be an environment to display this ability now." Zhang Xueting raised her jade fingers and leaned towards the endless flow of people, "Do you want these humans to be buried together?" β
"You're threatening an older senior, you know?"
"My sister is serious, if I remember correctly, my sister hates me for calling you a senior."
"Zhang Xueting!" The frequency of Kanban Niang's guidance fluctuated non-stop, "If you insist on testing my bottom line again, it will be difficult for you to get out of the way." The answer you want today, I send you four words, no comment! β
Eviction Order! Zhang Xueting's brows frowned, she really couldn't ask any longer, it was one thing to want to die, and it was another thing to look for death. She glanced around as fast as she could, and then she stood up.
"Really? That's me bothering. If my sister insists that she has no comment, then ...... Farewell. Zhang Xueting nodded slightly.
So easy to send away? It's really unexpected, Kanban Niang's face is puzzled, but the girl is calm. She is good at meticulous observation, and she finds a photo in the restaurant, which should be nothing special, but a grinning fool-like person in the middle gives her a new solution.
"Don't send it!" Since the guest feels that he is fully loaded, he will not stop it, "I will send you a word, don't pursue it anymore, it is a good thing for yourself and others." β
"Thanks for the pointers." A faint opening.