To Roddy, Sally's reaction was strange — but to the point that he hadn't thought about what would go wrong with his sentence breaks.

There was a moment of froze in the scene, and Roddy waited for a full three seconds, only to find that Sally was just looking at him in a daze, without any response.

After a long sentence is broken, the first and second sentences may completely represent different meanings - and obviously, when Sally heard the sentence "I don't want to lose you", her mind was obviously blank for a moment, so that the second half of the sentence "You friend" and the like directly missed the past...

This feeling is tantamount to Roddy unknowingly sending a "good guy card", but Sally unconsciously regarded it as a "confession".

Thump... Thump...

I could hear the sound of my heart beating faster, and Sally forgot all about the answer she had thought of for a moment

"I... I... I mean, that-"

It wasn't until a few seconds later that she opened her mouth to say something, only to feel like a clumsy and ridiculous stammer. And when her eyes swept around in a panic, she remembered that this was a church and that she was a nun.

Such a fact suddenly made her inexplicable excitement freeze as if she had been splashed with cold water.

Her previous relationship with Luo Di was always separated by a layer of paper, and at this time, Luo Di's words in her opinion were basically equivalent to "picking out" the relationship between the two... But it is precisely because of this that the rule of "nuns shall not marry for life" suddenly came over like a mountain at this time.

If she doesn't give up her identity as a "Rosicrucise" temple, then it is destined that there will be no result between her and Roddy - thinking of this, her originally radiant little face suddenly dimmed, like a sunburned flower, she lost her spirit, thought for a long time, and whispered back: "I... I accept your apologies, but I..."

With a few words you said back and forth, the original "misunderstanding" quickly disappeared invisibly, but the ambiguous atmosphere before faded directly, as if the communication with a little distance between the two of them when they fled before was restored.

Roddy didn't feel too much, the characteristic of "destined to be lonely for a lifetime" made him not think about it in other ways, and he even felt happy at this time, because Sally forgave herself, and in the future, the duke's daughter and the Duke of Angmar behind her may still become a strong backer...

In a good mood, he looked around, whispering something and pretending to confess something, but asking all the information about Sally's mouth and Francis and the celebration.

"Francis's men will definitely do it..."

"I have prepared two mercenaries in advance..."

“… Bishop Rubens's side seems to have had an idea, saying that there were many infidels trying to assassinate him along the way. ”

Although there are many kinds of information that I relied on to inquire in the "Pig's Head Bar" before, after all, it is not as accurate as the information obtained by Sally after sending someone to keep an eye on it, and in just a few minutes, Roddy obtained a lot of accurate data about Francis and his subordinates, but after asking, Roddy found that Sally in front of him seemed to be a little depressed, and asked a little strangely: "Is there anything wrong?" Not feeling well? ”

Sally shook her head, smiled a little reluctantly, and said, "I will also stand on the stage the day after tomorrow, Francis should do it at that time, and I only have this chance to have a showdown with him." ”

"It's going to be a chaotic battle, you have to be careful, by the way, is there any news from the Duke's Palace?"

Luo Di didn't directly say anything about the antidote, so he just planned to ask on the side at this time.

"What's the news?"

Sally was a little puzzled, and when Roddy saw that she didn't know, he estimated that the old duke hadn't woken up yet, so he didn't ask again, and shook his head and said, "It's okay, just ask." ”

So far, the conversation has fallen into a short silence, and the two of them are thinking about their own thoughts, but no one continues to open a new topic.

Before, he had a bad feeling for Sally, and he only thought about killing Francis and leaving, but now that the knot was untied, he found that the plan and arrangement he had to make had completely changed - thinking that today was the eighteenth, he felt that the time was a little short.

However, because he had prepared well in advance, he quickly had a rough plan at this time, pondering the itinerary of Sodrol and the others, he thought about it and said softly: "Don't worry about the battle between sects, you just need to protect yourself, if... You've figured it out that you can get rid of him once and for all - I mean, if you're really sure you won't be relenting... Then go towards the West Gate and keep following the road. ”

Hearing this, Sally neither nodded nor shook her head, but looked at the idol in front of her with some distraction, and when Roddy got up, she stood up with the mechanic, but her eyes were always lowered, and she said softly: "I... Actually, I don't want to do that. ”

"Huh?"

"The battle between my brother and me, the battle between the sects, I don't want you to get involved... This could have had nothing to do with you—"

"It didn't matter, but now I have." Roddy breathed a sigh of relief, the depression of the past few days was finally completely relieved, he raised his hand and put the voodoo dice on the table, "You remember your oath, and I remember mine, don't you?" ”

Sally looked at the inconspicuous dice in her hand stupidly, but suddenly felt that it was heavy, and her heart seemed to be filled with something all at once, and her nose was a little sour...

"Remember to protect yourself, don't take risks, don't get hurt."

Roddy left this sentence, drew a cross on his chest, bowed slightly like a believer, and then took a few steps back, turned to leave-

Sally, on the other hand, watched his back disappear in front of the monastery and clenched the dice in her hand slightly

That night, a dusty procession appeared in the forest outside the city of Hollier.

The team, consisting of twenty-nine people, did not find a village or a town to live outside of Hollier, but hid in the wilderness and was not discovered by anyone. The average team would be noisy when camping at night, but this team was quiet and terrifying, everyone had a clear division of labor, orders and prohibitions, and the soldiers with long swords had sharp eyes, and when they entered the state of readiness, there was a bloody fierceness all over their bodies - this was obviously the elite who had survived many battles on the battlefield.

Around midnight, Roddy's figure appeared near this camp, relying on the pre-scheduled code to contact the soldiers on duty at night, and gave these Nolan Village scouts who had not seen them for many days the next battle orders and arrangements.

When it was all over, he left the camp in the early hours of the morning and returned to Hollier, where his figure quickly disappeared into the undercurrent of people.

A dull day passed quickly. In the early morning of September 20, when the sun rises, the grand "Square Speech" event will slowly begin.

At this time, the number of people in the entire city who knew the name "Roddy" did not add up to more than one hand.

In Bishop Benjamin's eyes, the name "Roddy" has been forgotten - just an insignificant scout...... Compared to the whole big event that is about to happen, there is no need to pay attention to such a role at all.

And for Francis, "Roddy" is just one of the miscellaneous pieces waiting to "settle accounts after the fall". Even if the other party destroyed his plan several times, but thinking of his next "huge" plan, he couldn't help but feel that Luo Di was simply an ant under the wheel in the face of such a battle, not worth mentioning - in his eyes, Luo Di may be able to block the stream and river with luck and strength, but when the real tsunami presses over, this poor scout will inevitably be shot to death directly, and there is no other possibility at all.

An individual who is not extremely powerful is scum in front of the collective, this is a truth that everyone understands. Therefore, from the beginning of the planning of various forces, "Roddy" was not included in the consideration of these people at all.

But in such an early morning, in the palace of the Duke of Roussiflon, the Duke of Angmar's indifferent voice was sounding.

"The city of Houllier will always be the city of Houllier of Roussifron, and I didn't bother during this time... Too many people have broken the rules, and now there are people who want to make a big deal out of it right under my nose - so at times like these, I'm calling you here. ”

In front of the large and comfortable armchair, the thin-faced Duke of Angmar spoke in a calm tone, but the unquestionable meaning in it was very obvious.

In front of him, two knights with tower-like bodies knelt down on one knee, quietly waiting for orders—

"I don't want to say much, since they want to have a 'feast,' I'm going to tell them... Who has the final say here? ”

"Titus, Wellington, do you see what I mean?"

As the sun shone, the civilians gradually gathered towards the city square.

In the past, the city square, which is more than 100 meters long and wide, would be filled with a large number of merchants from the morning, and it was one of the few areas where "free trade" could take place in an environment dominated by the "natural economy", but it is clear that there is no place for any merchants today because the city guards have imposed martial law on the square since the early hours of the morning.

The soldiers of the "Rosicrucian" Temple, the floor had been cleaned, and the rose petals specially brought from Kig Town had been packed into baskets, waiting to be swayed out when the bishop's procession walked through the area.

On the east and west sides of the square are two-storey stone buildings, sturdy enough for worshippers to watch the lecture from open-air corridors and balconies. On the south side of the square square, there are avenues leading to east, west and south. As time passed, more and more worshippers began to gather in the square just to see the powerful Bishop of the Rosicrucian.

Sunny days, breezes, the air at the end of September is a little cool, but these days the sun is abundant, quietly brewing the most tranquil autumn days - but the peaceful speech ceremony in the eyes of others has turned into a simple sentence in the eyes of those who care:

A storm is coming.