Rosie had brought himself into the midst of these people, and if he had been one of them, he would certainly not have lived around the docks or around the other places where the incident had occurred. Ever since Rosie came up with a platoon, he can't escape the attention of people who have a heart. Since these people noticed the incident, it is highly likely that these people lived far away from the location of the incident. Rosie got a map and mapped out a few of the locations where the accident occurred, as well as a standard shop that sold a lot of dried fish, so he decided to start with the furthest place to go.

In addition to the fact that Rossi himself was seated, there were guards from other places, both Arrez and Alexander, as well as some Templars from the Church...... , now a Kamui Knight.

It's just that I didn't expect it to go so smoothly, and after only one day's work, people have already caught it.

Rossi's identity was also guessed by the cook, and there was only one force in the imperial capital that colluded with the church, and that was Prince Fabio's aristocratic group. His eyes were tearing at this time, and he really couldn't survive if he fell into the hands of such a person, and he couldn't die. Such a serious injury was almost healed in the blink of an eye, and the cook was shocked and frightened, this is simply a means that only exist in myths and stories, how can it appear in the human world? Isn't the empire and even the entire Western continent all propaganda, are these things fake?

Could it be that the ruling class in this world has deceived everyone? Is there really a god in this world?

Without waiting for him to think about it, Hano picked up a wooden stick and slammed it on his knee. The knee suddenly shattered, and the whole leg skimmed back from the middle, making people feel terrified at a glance. If it weren't for someone around him, he would have fallen to the ground.

The cook let out a terrible scream, he was not afraid to go to the battlefield, he was not afraid to fight to the death with the enemy, not to mention the pain, even when facing death, he never frowned.

But this time he was really scared.

"How many of you are there?", Hano spat and crushed his toes, patting the dust off his hands, and clutching the stick tightly with both hands, "straightening his arms." He stared at the cook tightly, "You will always speak, so why put up with it? I told you the truth, it is difficult to live, but it is very simple to die happily." People die like lights go out, and you die, so what happens after you die?"

The cook gritted his teeth, his temples jumped wildly, and the green tendons on his forehead bulged out tangled. His eyes were red, and he stared at Hano like a hungry wolf, eager to eat his flesh and drink his blood, "I don't know what you're talking about. ”

Hano smiled, "Okay, you have a kind, I'll see how long you can last." ”

He raised the stick high and smashed it down so hard that the cook's elbow joint was instantly shattered, and a bone pierced the flesh and skin, breaking free, revealing the color of Bai Sensen.

In just half an hour, the cook died three times and was revived three more times.

It stands to reason that he has died so many times, and he should no longer be afraid of death, but I don't know why, every time he dies, his fear of death deepens, and when he was rescued by Rosie with healing for the third time, he trembled, his face was pale, and his teeth were pounding against each other.

The fear of death had begun to invade his intellect and nerves.

Hano changed to a knife, the smaller the torture instrument is actually the more terrifying, the more ordinary the more terrifying, because you don't know what tricks you can play in the hands of others with this kind of thing that can be seen everywhere and even too familiar to be familiar anymore.

Rosie raised his hand and told Hano to step aside.

He walked up to the cook, looked the cook who was about to collapse up and down, took out the handkerchief he carried with him, and gently wiped the sweat from the cook's forehead.

"You say, if I take a picture of your appearance with a camera and send it to the southeast, will anyone report you?", Rossi's tone was very gentle, but what he said made the cook sober up all of a sudden, "Ten thousand gold coins, twenty thousand gold coins, how much do you think you are worth?"

The cook closed his eyes, opened them after a moment, and said with a cool breath, "Are you a demon, are all the people in the church like this?"

Rosie tilted his head slightly, thinking for a moment, "When it comes to dealing with enemies, we are indeed demons. ”

The cook laughed miserably, his legs, knees and ankles were shattered, although the healing technique magically healed his body, but the bones could not be restored to their original state, unless Rosie's prayer level increased a little more, and a high-level healing technique such as miracle recovery could restore his bones. At this time, he could no longer stand, and his whole body hung in the hands of the two strong men on the left and right as if he had no bones. He asked, "Is it too late? Come and go, it's a long way, and by the time you know it, it's too late." ”

Rosie threw the sweaty and dusty handkerchief to the ground, and he said slowly, "What does it matter? It's a big deal that I will go back to church to be my little priest, but what about you?", he looked at the cook, his eyes were as warm as water, like a bosom friend, "Your family, your friends, your neighbors, and even people you know will accompany you to the Hades because of your uncooperation." Do you have children?"

The cook's pupils shrank, and Rosie's two eyes smiled into a crescent shape, "That's it, have you thought about what your child will face in the future? The girl is sent to the cheapest prostitute in the empire, and she has to be crushed by all kinds of lowly people every day." The boy broke bones and threw them to beg, giving up his dignity every day for a bite to eat. And all this is just because their father kept a secret for the sake of others. Yes...... I hope you will persevere, really, because it is not for me to say, and perhaps I will keep you until that day and show you my determination. ”

"Devil!devil!", the cook shuddered uncontrollably.

Rosie stretched out three fingers and pressed them on the cook's eye sockets, smiling, but revealing the chill of winter, "Explain, it's easy to say anything, I promise to let you live." ”

The cook didn't speak, and he shook vigorously.

Rosie chuckled, her fingers pressed slightly, and the three fingers sank into the cook's eye sockets, gently grabbing his eyeballs, "If you don't say anything, maybe Dad will become a pirate captain when he comes home next year." My healing technique is magical, but it's not a panacea, at least not to conjure up an eyeball. His fingers were slightly forced, and the cook suddenly felt a heart-rending pain, and his eyes were swollen unbearably, but what scared him even more was that the man in front of him kept smiling from beginning to end.

It's a demon!

It's impossible to win him!

He swallowed a mouthful of saliva, tears flowed from his eyes for the first time, and his body trembled violently, "I...... Say!"

Rossi's fingers left his eyeballs and wiped against him, "You see, it's not that hard. ”

Once a person's psychological defense line is torn apart, how stubborn they are before that, and how bottomless they will be after being torn apart. He said everything he knew, and the more he spoke, the more detailed he became, and even considering that some words might not be clear, he explained it several times.

This group of people came from the Dawn Legion in the border army, and also belonged to the private army of Grand Duke Leipen, and was the main army to resist the invasion and plunder of the Federation, with a total of 100,000 people, and the cook was the leader of one of the brigades. They obeyed the orders of their superiors, and a squadron of 1,000 people came to quietly assemble in the imperial capital in batches. The order of the higher authorities was to control several major areas, such as the docks, and several strategically important intersections without alarming the official forces of the imperial capital.

In fact, they have been here for a long time, but there has been no good way, it is really too difficult not to alarm the official forces, and to control these areas. But it just so happened that the gangs in the imperial capital were swept away, which made them find an opportunity to do this as a gang.

The reason why the border army is a border army is because they have to face wars and brutal battles for a long time, and their strength is really too strong compared to the gangsters on the side of the imperial capital. After winning a few lots, he unexpectedly encountered resistance.

The docks and several intersections were already controlled by other forces, and after a few firefights, the squadron leader immediately understood that this must be the work of another group of people who had the same mind as them. After reporting to their superiors, the superiors asked them to lurk first, and as for what happened next, the cook himself did not know. At present, they have been lurking in the imperial capital, waiting for the next order.

The cook happily explained his companions and the hiding places he knew, and vomited a little, and vomited all of them, and there was no turning back on this road, and there was no turning back.

"You see, it's not that hard to speak. Rosie patted him on the shoulder, "Take this warrior back and take good care of it, you can't let him lose a little, understand?"

Rosie's words made the cook's whole spirit leak out, and he suddenly collapsed into a ball and was dragged out.

Immediately after giving the order, Rossi went to Prince Fabio's mansion.

This matter is actually more serious than imagined, the border troops have all entered the imperial capital, what a terrifying thing this must be?

The province of Repen belongs to the territory of Prince Heinsses, which means that this old ghost has been planning for a long time, and Prince Fabio does not know it.

And what about His Majesty who sits in the palace?

Is he, like Prince Heinsse, quietly starting to arrange it a long time ago?

On the eve of the rainstorm, it was no longer quiet.