138, Church, Barbecue, Father Anderson, and Redemption

"That spire building, whenever you see it, you find it an eyesore. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info”

Fan hid the girl who was originally in his arms behind him, and it was also thanks to Shirley that she was also a petite girl that she could succeed, and then he said in a loud voice words that had nothing to do with before.

The spire he spoke of was the tallest building in Almac, and everywhere in Almac, one could observe the sword-like roofs pointing to the sky.

"Build a taller building across from it and cover it up with shadows. Then, Van said, "Or is it better to use the smell of the toilet?"

The so-called sword is just a metaphor, and it is not the sword that points to the sky, but the thing that everyone has in their mouths, which is the symbol of the Templar, the cross.

"That's a troubling statement. ”

The deep voice of the strange middle-aged man came from behind Fan: "There is no such thing as something greater than God, and vain attempts to cover God's favor with false shadows will only bring disaster in the end." ”

"There is something greater than God, and that is love and justice. A god who is about to bring calamity with just a few words is an evil god! This kind of god can be bought with a sin coupon. ”

"Hehe......" After listening to Fan's sophistry, the other party laughed sullenly: "Lord Duke, you are still as open-mouthed as always, you can't go to heaven if you go on like this." ”

A crooked smile tugged at the corner of the man's mouth, and he said in a gentle tone.

"Father Anderson, you are as disgusting as ever, go to hell, there are many acquaintances (roasted ones) waiting for you. ”

It's rare to be so unequivocally disgusted with a person (not the guy who wants to snatch Alicia), and the priest in front of him is one of the ones on the red list, and the one at the top.

This is a middle-aged priest with a face stained with vicissitudes, a golden cross on his chest, and a battle-hardened body hidden under a wide black monk's robe, and although he has a smile on his face, that smile cannot be related to words such as gentleness and kindness.

It's a kind of smile that makes people hairy, a little distorted, as if they are contemptuous of everything, and it is a crazy smile.

As a priest, he did not express any expression of the vicious words that Fan said, as if he did not take Fan in his eyes at all, and said in a somewhat troubled tone like a naughty child: "It seems that the kingdom of God of my lord has not yet taken me in, so I will walk in the world for a while." ”

"I was shocked to hear such regrettable news. Van said.

"It's really worrying. Father Anderson smiled again: "To soothe your soul, let me tell you the story of the Bible." ”

"Stop!Keep your distance from me!!Listening to a story like you will make it even more terrifying, and it's not a horror show, just the ghost that haunts you is deadly enough!!"

"Rest assured, I have no such filth on me, and all heresy has long been purified by the glory of our Lord. The priest said gently, "Which passage do you want to talk about?"

"Next time, I'll hear you after the Messiah comes. ”

"What a pity, God, please save this lost Lamb. ”

"God has never saved me, and whenever I am in danger, it is the knight of my house who saves me. A smile appeared on Fan's face: "As long as you shout like this, "Leon save me", my knight will definitely cut off all enemies for me, so I am safe, if you collect protection money, please go out and turn right, I won't buy indulgences or anything!"

"I'm not here to sell that, it's the Bishop's job, well, Lord Duke, I'm not going to tell you that, let's get down to business. At this point, the crazy smile on Father Anderson's face became even thicker: "Yes...... May I see the little girl behind you?"

Shirley behind Fan subconsciously shrank her body.

She didn't know if she felt the thrilling oppression, but as far as she was concerned, ever since the appearance of this priest named Anderson, a solemn, substance-like oppressive force had always been concentrated on her.

The uncomfortable feeling that makes the blood flow almost backwards on the whole body may be something called killing intent.

Shirley Almac Ann Hart is also a nobleman who has lived in the world for a long time, and she should have seen a lot of big scenes, but as a noble little princess, there is a knight's father at home to support her, and a large number of knights are guarding her, and it is the first time that she has been shrouded in killing intent like this.

Staring at Anderson's cold, as if looking at a dead thing, the girl felt fear like never before.

But the next moment, that look was cut off by the back in front of him.

Fan stretched out his hand and blocked Father Anderson's murderous intent.

"Tsk, did the plan to pull hatred fail, it's hard to fool. Van muttered quietly, and then said in a loud voice to the priest, "I say, you, are you going to do something to my people?"

"Hmph......" sneered softly, and the priest said, "That's a witch......

Not a question, but an affirmative tone, the priest said in a flat, emotionless voice.

"Father Anderson, do you want to challenge secular authority?"

"Witches and heretics are not people, they are beasts, they are devils, they all deserve to die!"

"We in the Kingdom of France have a fine tradition that has been passed down from generation to generation, do you know what it is?"

"Let me skin you and melt your bones so that I can save your filthy soul. ”

"What my predecessors have done, I would be happy to do again, anyway, now that I have acquired a large territory, it is very simple to do this kind of thing. ”

"Burning your filthy soul at the stake is the best destination for a witch. ”

"Avignon is still in sight, don't be unpredictable. ”

“......”

Anderson looked at the thin but richly dressed little Duke in front of him, and said lightly: "Lord Duke, I am embarrassed that you do this. ”

"This is my people, and if you pull me to a barbecue meeting in my territory, not only me, but a lot of people will find it very difficult. Without giving an inch, he said, "Anderson, do you want to push the Templar against the whole world?"

"The reason why the world fights is because they will not compromise, O Duke of Almac, the world will not be on your side, and no one will be against God. ”

"Avignon~~~~Avignon~~~~ Avignon has arrived, please don't forget the cross and ......the Bible that you bring with you, the venerable pseudo-pope," Fan said to himself.

Slowly, but firmly, Father Anderson drew his twin knives, took the form of a cross, and placed them in front of him.

"The strife of the world has nothing to do with me, there is a witch in front of me, and I can't bear it. ”

Shirley carefully buttoned up the ruby, her palms already covered with sweat.

The person in front of him is not a human at all, he is a monster, a monster in human skin.

"Get out of the way, Duke Almac, if you harbor the witch, you will be killed together. ”

"Remember what I said earlier?" Van still had a smile on his face, yes, that pure, pure, innocent smile that looked harmless like a white rabbit.

"God has never saved me, and it will always be the knight of my house who saves me, at this time, just shout like this......"

"Leon, help me!!"

Fierce wind ......

The sound of a sword breaking through the sky.

And...... Only by doing his best and slashing out with both knives can he block a heavy slash.

The twin knives of the Holy Sword Ranguresa and Father Anderson collided together.

The next moment, with the help of the reaction force of the impact, Leon Ann Hart rolled over from above and got past the opponent's obstacle and blocked in front of Van and Shirley.

"Those who dare to take the initiative to sword me will be killed. Leon said with a straight face and a murderous awe.

"Whoever disrespects our Lord will go to hell. Crossing the knives again and posing in a cross pose, the priest's face returned to a twisted and crazy smile: "Almac, has it become a den of heresy?"

After a short pause and staring at each other, the next moment, the two of them moved at the same time, and the steel blade in their hands had already smashed into each other.

I can't count on high-end things like monthly passes, at least let the recommendation ticket smash my head full of bags!!

Yesterday I was halfway through the codeword, and I fell asleep...... (To be continued.) )