The people of Farowan had apparently admitted to being related to the Dark Order, but how to get him to tell the truth had become the most difficult thing in front of everyone at the moment. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 infoDominic and Warhammer want to talk in a violent way, while Golantis and Blackburn want to talk in a peaceful way. As for Evie, she's a little oscillating between the two, but it's safe to assume that at least she's not going to do anything too impulsive.

Maffeo even tried to lean against the wall and doze off, as the atmosphere in the room was so dreary. The Farowan man laughed at the crowd with his mutated body, and the crowd decided to keep quiet until they came up with a better solution. Golantis didn't want to alarm the people of Farowan, because he now looked like a bomb that could explode at any moment. The most troublesome thing is that he has his own beliefs and ideas, which will be the biggest obstacle to conversation.

So, Dominic, who couldn't stand this stalemate, stepped aside angrily. Unfortunately, his angry gaze caught the seemingly indifferent Maffeo, and then an idea of venting his anger on the other party formed in his mind. "What do you see, ghost?" he asked.

Maffeo spread his hands inexplicably, "What are you angry about?"

"Shut up, you god. You can shout loudly or act rudely anywhere. But now, you have to figure out where you are. Dominic was aggressive in a tough tone, and Evie hurriedly walked over to try to calm him. "Don't make any noise, Dominic. ”

"You have the final say, Lord Priesthood. Maffeo didn't want to engage in a pointless argument, but he might have chosen the wrong approach, because his words would be tantamount to provocation for Dominic at this time. This only adds to the smell of gunpowder in this room, and the dissatisfaction and anger from the three sides.

"What's that attitude of yours? Hell, everybody here has a way of freeing your soul. Dominic pointed at him. "Don't think I'm joking, if you're a little restless, then I promise you won't get another chance to walk out of this church. ”

"That's enough, Dominic!" said Golantis, who had never been more annoyed than she was now. "Don't make any noise, for now. She added.

The man of Farowan on the bed smiled with disdain, and for some reason, he finally felt the first pleasure since waking up, which came from the quarrel between these guys. He thought it was stupid, and the clergy of the Order seemed to be nothing more than that, and they would quarrel over something meaningless, just like ordinary people. He argues that Dominic, at least, is not qualified to be a believer in God.

"Look at you guys, how ridiculous. "The laughter of the people of Farowan sounded harsh.

"Shut up, you scumbag. Dominic turned to the side of the bed and gritted his teeth and reached out to grab his neck hard. "If you don't want your mouth to be torn apart, then it's best to quiet me. ”

"Damn it, man, calm down!" Blackburn hurriedly pulled Dominic away, feeling the need to let the irrational guy out of here for a while. His stay here only made the conversation harder, and Blake didn't want the Farroe Gulf to laugh at his side from the bottom of his heart.

"Dominic, leave, now. Golantis whispered as he pointed to the door of the room.

"Yes, I'll leave!" Dominic was unconvinced, but he obeyed Golantis' orders anyway. "Good luck to you......" he muttered, and walked out of the room, slamming the door shut.

Grantis had Dominic leave as a surprise to Muffio, and perhaps the only thing that surprised him in the room was Warhammer's reaction. He seemed calmer than usual, and he didn't make any more nonsensical jokes. The whole time, he faced the end of the room, and it seemed as if he was simply looking at the shutters that glowed brightly.

In such an awkward atmosphere, Maffeo felt that any move would usher in more embarrassment, so he tried to keep his movements to a minimum. He poked his head gently over where the hammer was, and whispered. "Warhammer, Warhammer ......"

Warhammer turned and walked in front of Maffeo. "What's wrong?"

"You look...... It's quiet. Maffeo gestured with his hand raised.

"What other choice do I have?

"Are you okay?"

"I'm fine, just a little ......" Warhammer did not continue, but once again turned his gaze to the blinds. Well, he really didn't say anything. Maffeo couldn't deduce what he was trying to convey in the rest of his sentences, because Warhammer was a weirdo.

Golantis calmed himself down and spoke to the people of Farowan again. "I hope you don't care about his rough behavior towards you, and I apologize to you for his behavior. ”

The Farowan man put a sneer on his lips and patted the sheets gently. "Like many of the thugs I've seen, he's not fundamentally different from the guys. ”

"Is that your definition of him?" asked Evie, who was on the side.

"Hmph, I don't care about a guy like that. The Farowan man spat disdainfully.

"Listen to me, Mr. Farowan, I feel we must let go of our prejudices. There was even a hint of pleading in Golantis' tone.

"And then? I'll tell you all the information about the Dark Order, and then you'll purge them as you do with the pretenders, and I won't trust you. "The people of Farowan don't look over, and they don't want to talk to Golantis anymore.

Golantis sighed helplessly, "It seems that you haven't realized what the consequences of your actions will be. ”

"The consequences have always been within our control. The Farowan man replied firmly.

"I don't think so. Golantis shook his head.

The Faroese turned his head again, as if interested in Golantis' words. "Interesting, tell me, then, why don't you think the consequences are within our control?"

"I can tell you what I think, but can you answer me a question first?"

"Absolutely. The Farowan man sneered.

Golantis was silent for a moment, then looked at the Farowan man with a look of pity, which made the latter subconsciously want to avoid her gaze. "If the impostor gets out of control in a crowded area, is the horror you want to see?"

The Farowan man looked at Golantis angrily, his hands trembling, and spoke. "Is that a problem for you? Are you insulting me? How could I possibly want to see such consequences?"

"Then you should be aware that both men and women are at risk of losing control after being forcibly injected with the blood of a pretender and thus becoming a pretender. Can you really make sure they don't get out of control? I don't think anybody has the courage to theorize on this matter, because it's full of unknowns. Golantis calmly uttered something that made the hearts of the people of Farowan tremble.

The Farroe Gulf was still unwilling to be led by the nose by Golantis, and he repeatedly told himself that this was just an excuse she had found to help the Order clear the Dark Order. "Shut up, we've done it through a lot of experimentation. There's no way we're going to let the impostor hurt humanity happen again, never!" he shouted hoarsely, his hoarse echo echoing throughout the room.

"I hope so. Golantis said disappointedly.