Frank was woken up by Paul, who hadn't had a normal sleep in a long time. He really didn't need normal sleep, but this time Frank's study of the Runi script was too draining. But it feels good to relax even the forehead.

"Good morning Paul, how long have I been asleep?" Frank yawned.

Paul:...

"Sorry, I forgot you can't speak. Frank said, "Is it the memory extraction?"

Paul moved his tentacles slightly. Two glass jars containing two monsters in the shape of two octopuses but with babies in their heads were lifted up in front of Frank.

Frank's mood is particularly good now, the effect of Rune's text on the magic pattern circuit is far more than he imagined, and he feels that he can easily solve 1.5 rogers with just the magic pattern circuit.

"Thanks, let me see what interesting things I can find. Frank chuckled and said, as he spoke, his spiritual power pierced directly into the body of a mind eater.

This is Roland's memory, and there is nothing wonderful in it. The only interesting thing is about Rogge's memories, and some swordsmanship. Frank looked through it carefully, and found that there was no other information than the white light in his soul that was injected every time he prayed.

That white light was supposed to be the so-called divine gift, and because Roland and Falla had turned their backs on the teachings of their gods, they had lost their power. But that deity should be an old virgin or an old virgin, so sensitive to sex.

With a little regret, Frank withdrew from Roland's memory, and the mind eater was reduced to ashes.

With a casual grasp of it, the blue magic patterns formed the shape of a blue lightsaber that burned with flames. Frank waved lightly, and a sharp sword qi slashed out, leaving a trace on the wall of the dungeon.

"It's not nothing. Frank said reluctantly.

But if Falla's memory is still this kind of boring thing, Frank will scold his mother.

However, it is clear that Frank's memories did not disappoint Frank, and when he reads Falla's memories, Frank's face is so gloomy that it can almost rain.

"That's amazing, church of the church. Originally, I thought it was a bit too much to do you guys, but now it seems that it is more than just solving these people. I should have cleaned you all up. Frank muttered to himself coldly.

Naturally, Falla's memories are not as boring as Roland's, and they can even be said to be a little too interesting. As a fine saint, Falla's memories are full of other than how she framed and killed a few rivals, how she hooked up with sanctimonious priests, and how she deceived the masses.

Falla also had all the efforts of the Harvest Church to get back to the top, and those efforts were more disgusting to Frank than Cade City in Frank's eyes. The believers who deceived themselves wrote, directed, and acted in their own plays, and except for a very small number of people who knew the inside story, even the clergy were kept in the dark.

"You're so much better than I thought. Frank sneered, "Paul, help me put those two women in the cultivation room, and I'll come back tonight to solve it." Also, take this sample for testing. Frank said as he pulled out the blood of Rog in the air.

Paul waved his tentacle to indicate that he understood, and Frank left the basement, but to his surprise, Certine Ai was not there.

"It shouldn't be. Frank wondered, "There's no way Certin Ai can't get out on her own." Now that Frank has accepted his seven deadly sins, there is no doubt that thirty-eight is what is called laziness, and so is her character.

It was impossible for Sétin Ai to run out on her own, but who had taken her out? Although it was unlikely that Sétingai would be in danger, after all, the strength of Sétin Ai, who was born with an entire city as a sacrifice, was even higher than Frank's destructive power alone.

"Where's the cottage, where did Setin Ai go?" asked Frank curiously.

"Mr. Will came to look for the master, who was not there. Miss Sétin Ai was hungry and went away with Mr. Will, but Mr. Will was the master's servant, so we did not hinder him. The chalet was faithful to the situation.

"WTF, are you saying that Sétin Ai went to Will?" asked Frank.

"Yes master, Will said that it seems that something is going on there, that someone wants to enter the premises of the Chamber of Commerce without permission. The wooden house replied.

"Damn the temple, damn Will. If I'm exposed, I'll sell you as a zombie. Frank groaned weakly.

"Cabin, bring me my coat. Frank said.

The cabin reacted quickly, and a pure white doctor's gown was slowly lifted from the ground by a special wooden trailer. Frank put his white coat on his body with a cold face, revealing a cold feeling all over his body.

"So, dear Temple. The tyrant is coming, are you ready to surrender?" said Frank with a sneer, his hair turning a pale blonde under the influence of the magic, while his eyes were dyed a vivid blood red, and his facial features changed slightly. Then he pushed the door open and walked out.

At this time, Will didn't know that there was already a demon in white walking towards him menacingly. He was wiping sweat like rain.

Will learns from the city officials he has bribed that the Shrine and the others are coming to trouble him. Search and search, ask little things. But Will wasn't stupid either, the only legitimate thing in his warehouse was the hapless old warden. And many of the new human-implanted weapons inside were just given to him by Frank, and they haven't been auctioned yet.

The most important thing is that there are weapons of the clergy piled up in his own territory, and Frank swept away all traces at that time, and it was enough to just take the corpses, and he wanted to destroy the weapons of those temples directly. But Will was reluctant, the weapons in the temple were very easy to sell, and they were expensive. Frank eventually threw it to him and told him to sell it quickly.

But Will wanted a higher price, so he didn't make a quick deal. Instead, people sent the news to other cities and waited for someone with more money to come. Not bad idea, but now it could kill him. If the temple finds those things, his boss must be the first to strangle him.

But this is not the reason why Will Khan is raining down, the real reason is Will's eyes. A girl in a black butterfly-embellished dress with a butterfly headdress and a double ponytail. And now the girl was playing with an orange stone while eating the best beef in town that kept coming up.

"Are you satisfied with the food? Will asked cautiously.

And Sétina replied satisfied, "It's delicious, Will." It's been a long time since I've eaten something so good, and my dad knows to give me cake all day long. ”

Will nodded and said, "You just have to be happy, and if you have any other instructions, please be sure to let me know." ”

"Orders?" said after a moment's thought, "Do you have any other steaks here?" or ice cream?"

"Ice cream?" Will thought for a moment, then remembered the frozen milk in his boss's shop, and then said, "Naturally, I'll have someone prepare it for you right away." Will then humbly left the office.

"Boss, who is that little girl in there, and you are so good to her?" asked one of Will's men, puzzled.

"Shut up, don't mess with her if you don't want to die. She's the daughter of the big boss, and if she gets angry, we'll all die!" Will reprimanded his men solemnly.

And the latter still doesn't understand very well: "Big boss, who is the big boss?"

"You don't have to know, you just need to know that all your things are rewarded to you when the old man is in a good mood. Will said.

Then Will went downstairs, and he was going to tell the kitchen to make an ice cream, hoping that his cook would be worthy of his value. Otherwise, I guess I will pass away.

But at this moment, one of his subordinates stopped Will in a panic and said, "Boss, boss, those guys." Last time, the guys in white clothes came here again, and they are calling you at the door. ”

Will: "Holy, why did you come so fast?"