Chapter 67: I'm going to pit the Pope
"The most urgent thing at the moment is to find a way to enter the city, otherwise we will be exhausted to death with so many things on our backs?" On a small plateau outside the city, Sylvia lay behind thick weeds, cautiously looking at the west gate of the Holy City of the Holy See not far away.
"I have to make it clear here that it's me, not you, who carries the things. So, even if I'm tired to death, it's me who is tired to death, and it has nothing to do with you, okay. Gloomy said.
"Whoever said that, I also have something to bring with me!" Sylvia pulled a handful of small bits and pieces out of her pocket and said, "Look! These are weighty, and I'm not as easy as you!"
"Heh, yes, you're not easy, it's really hard for you to carry something that doesn't weigh as much as a dagger from me. Gloom scoffed at Sylvia's "not easy" words, and said, "Anyway, it's not easy for either of us, or let's change it." ”
"I don't want to trade with you!" Sylvia hurriedly stuffed her pile of small bits back again. Just kidding, she knew how big the weight difference was between her and Dark. All she had with her were some ancient coins, jewelry, medals, and dozens of weightless pieces of Angelic Origin Feathers. The two shields and the three long swords were all magical equipment, each of which was made of extraordinary materials, strong and heavy, and the weight of the whole together was comparable to the heavy armor and sword on the paladin's body. You know, when the paladin is fully armed, if there is no war horse, he can hardly even walk, and the whole thing is a tin can, which is equivalent to walking with a fully armed paladin on his back! If she is replaced by Sylvia, she will be crushed to vomit blood and die in minutes!
"Hmph, look at my disdainful little eyes, do you see it?" Di pointed to his eyes, "I don't have the ability, I just don't have the ability." ”
"If you dislike me, just say it, don't beat around the bush here. Sylvia glared.
"Well, I dislike you, I dislike you for reading too little, and you don't have any ladylike reserved cultivation at all," she deliberately angered her, "I really dislike you, I'm about to die." ”
"You're going to die for this girl!" Sure enough, Sylvia exploded.
A battle of punches and kicks began again, and there was no doubt that the winner, not Sylvia, had once again been defeated.
"Say, do you dare to do this in the future?" asked Sylvia as he pressed Sylvia under him, clasping the elven girl's wrists with one hand and choking her neck with the other.
"Don't dare, don't dare, don't dare anymore. Sylvia shook her head and said pitifully. The pair of watery emerald green eyes were about to overflow with tears.
This look of pity immediately softened his heart, and he found himself a step down like a thief: "Hmph, I knew you would be like this." With that, he let Sylvia go.
"Die!" was because he wanted to take advantage of the darkness and not pay attention, and kicked it over.
"I knew you were coming. A cold glint flashed in his eyes. He avoided this kick in a strange posture that was almost impossible for a human body, and then grabbed Sylvia's ankle and picked her up directly!
Sylvia's "ass kicking magic skill" is indeed difficult to dodge, but it doesn't mean that Glo can't fight back.
Boom!!!
The elf girl's face came into close contact with the grass.
Fortunately, the grass in this highland is very lush and very soft, otherwise Sylvia would have to break her appearance if she fell like this.
"Hmph, fight with me, you're still tender. Glow clapped his hands and raised his head arrogantly.
"Wow! you're bullying me!" said Sylvia, sitting on the grass.
Gloom was unmoved. He knew how good Sylvia could be. Whether it's pretending to be cute or pitiful, it's commonplace for Sylvia, and it's easy to come by. So now she can't believe it.
A woman's heart, a needle at the bottom of the sea. If it weren't for Dark's vigilance, he would have been tricked just now.
"If you want to follow, you can follow, if you don't want to follow, you just continue to sit there and cry. Anyway, I'm not going to wait for you. Gloom said he packed his bags and set off, not caring at all about what happened to Sylvia.
As it turned out, he was right. It didn't take long for Sylvia to follow.
"Dark, where are we going?" asked Sylvia with a smile. Look at her flattering expression, where can you tell that she cried just now? Not to mention that it was a tear, not even a small tear stain!
Sylvia was pretending to cry just now, trying to win sympathy from me, but unfortunately, Dark saw through her trick and was not fooled.
This girl is actually a goblin.
Glancing at Sylvia, she said lightly, "Let's go to the city." ”
"Go to the city? The city should be wanted by now, right? Aren't we going to the city to get caught in the net?" asked Sylvia, puzzled.
"Do you have to carry so many things on your back to walk? In that case, we can not go into the city. Gloom said.
"Well, let's go into town, then. Sylvia stuck out her tongue and asked, "What are we going to do with this thing when we get into town?"
"Yes, we don't go to the auction house, I've already thought of a suitable person. Gloom said.
"Who, could it be the person in charge of the Pearl Chamber of Commerce in the Holy City? ”
"No, it's not. ”
"Isn't it? Who's that? Except for the person in charge of the Pearl Chamber of Commerce in the Holy City, I can't think of anyone else you can go to for help. Could anyone else be able to eat something of such value?"
"Of course there is. I'm going to find the Pope of Light, he's sure to be able to eat this batch. ”
"Huh?"
Sylvia jumped to the side in fright. Who is the Pope of Light? He is the ruler of the Holy City, with countless strong men under his command, and he is like killing demons like chickens. Is it because his brain is pumped, or is his brain burned out?
"That's the Pope of Light!, you're a demon! Didn't you take the initiative to send it to the door for people to kill!"
"Of course I know I'm a demon, and I know he's the Pope. But after thinking about it for a long time, I found that he seemed to have no hostility towards us, and that the old man had countless treasures under his hands, and if he cheated him, he would be regarded as supporting us. ”
"Uh......" Sylvia was noncommittal, the idea was crazy.
"Oh, I just came here and heard you two say that you want to trap me, it really hurts the old man's heart. A man dressed in a white robe slowly fell from mid-air. If you look closely, who else could it be if it's not the Pope?!