"Sir, I've collected a lot of ancient gold coins, I mean, how do I deliver them? Is it an address or a ......"

At this moment, Lilith turned her body halfway, turned her gaze to Venasson, who was sitting at the top, and asked.

Regarding ancient gold coins, it can be said that she has collected nearly 1,000 coins since she was a child, and these gold coins are from different eras and different countries, and they all have a unified characteristic, that is, the gold coins contain extraordinary legends that even the gods are greedy.

"This young lady is right, if we want to deliver, we must not meet only once, Your Excellency, do you have any other plans?"

"When the Baltic Sea, the Chaos Sea, the Caribbean Sea is crimson, and the silver waves crash against the reef, I will summon you, and as for delivery, I will tell you at the next meeting."

As he spoke, Venason kept muttering in his heart, "Gorot, it's okay for me to say that, right?" ”

"Great answer, my supreme master, you are the master of this world, and whatever you say, it will be fulfilled."

Gorot's voice echoed faintly in his heart, as if a pebble had been thrown into the middle of the lake, rippling in circles.

Tide? Seawater?

I've heard a legend about an ancient god who sleeps in the ocean, and it sounds ridiculous, and one of his traits seems to be related to the tides, and I think it's caused by his might.

But in fact, the occurrence of the tides of the ocean has been confirmed to be caused by the action of the moon in the sky, not by the power of the gods.

The reason why there are rumors about this absurd story is that when the tide rises and falls, the fish will swim into the stone to feed, and after the tide is low, the fish will be trapped inside, and the fishermen living in the harbor can take the opportunity to catch the catch, and they attribute the science to the gods, to the faith, in the final analysis, it is just the human heart.

As his thoughts turned, Jack's expression changed, he unconsciously straightened his back, sat up straight, and relaxed the tension just now.

He looked at Venasson, who was seated at the top of the long table with a hood, and in the crimson light of the campfire, the gray hood revealed an endless twisted darkness......

"I'm sorry, Your Excellency, I just thought of a question, and it's a little rude, may I ask Your Excellency what should we call you?"

Lilith asked a little confused, he felt that it was impossible for such a powerful cleric to not have a name, and it was really rude to keep shouting.

Jack's eyes diverged, and then he suddenly woke up, as if he had been swept into the boundless black ocean, and a very terrifying vague guess suddenly appeared in his heart.

"Salutation?"

Venason was stunned for a moment, he had never thought about this question, but since people asked, he couldn't tell others that his name was Vinason van der Rohe, right?

With the bonfire shining and the sea squirming, Venason looked up at the starry dome, and his mind flashed back to the contents of Jason's diary he had seen earlier, and the old royal court that Gorot had talked about.

He smiled, and spoke in a flat and gentle tone:

"Old days!"

The old days, the old royal court?

Sure enough, the previous royal court prefix was the name of this high-ranking priest, and if you think about it carefully, at this level, even if it is a title, it is impossible for ordinary people to touch.

Lilith thought, of course, the name "Old Days" is also like this majestic palace covered with gray and white water, which perfectly embodies the image of mystery, unknown, and powerful!

After a few seconds of silence, Lilith stood up, lifted the hem of her gray robe, bent her left knee forward, and gently buckled her right leg, and performed the etiquette peculiar to the nobility of the Kingdom of Gent in the old days:

"Old Sir, I have a proposal."

"Tell me about it."

Venasson's thoughts raced, and he replied as he looked at the girl in front of him in a gray robe and hood, and replied in a way that matched his powerful and secret image.

"Since we have a plan for a long-term gathering, why don't we name this one? It's like...... Just like the Church of the Four Gods, if you mind, we can also be less formal, it's just a small proposal, a small proposal. ”

"Very good proposal."

With his hands crossed over his chin, Vinason turned to look at Jack Bush next to him. D. Sparrow said:

"What do you think? Hear from everyone. ”

"That's a great offer, Mr. Old Day."

The twisted darkness under the hood, like a black vortex, saw Jack's heart startled, and immediately stood up in panic, put his right palm on his chest, and bent down to salute.

"Don't be too formal."

Venasson's right hand was pressed weakly, and an affinity-like force sank slightly, and he said with a little thought:

"It's called... Let's go to Kentosha! ”

"Kentosha?"

Lilith and Jack chewed on these three words at the same time, and after about three seconds, their eyes suddenly widened and their faces were shocked.

If you follow the usage of the Ghentic language, the roots of these three words are read separately and read as research, pathway, community... Or the community.

Societies that study the path of the priesthood?

Mr. Old Day, wouldn't this title be too exaggerated, after all, there are too many unknowns and fates involved in this world, even if it is not read in the ancient lune, ancient Hermes, dragons, giants, and elves that can pry the power of nature, but just a specific word is enough to cause disaster.

The tyrant of Jambytin, the god killer Cybertron, once said that you can eat indiscriminately, but you can't talk nonsense, this is not a world of free speech, there are gods above the priesthood, and who knows what else is above the gods?

Hey, looking at your expressions, I know that I'm thinking in the outrageous direction again.

Actually, you really think too much, I named it Yantusha, because when I was going to graduate school in my last life, the name of the training course reported was Yantusha, and the purpose was just to commemorate my past learning process.

Venason slandered the people on both sides of him in his heart, except for playing a big man at the beginning, everything else can be said to be the result of the other party's association.

Weighing the pros and cons, collecting ancient gold coins can revive the great power, although he doesn't know what this great power means, but it should be able to control the old royal court more.

In the silent silence, the "old days" Venason looked through the bonfire to the end of the royal court, looked at the strange stone carvings that were broken in the darkness, and the huge bronze doors that were upside down and upside down, and couldn't help but sigh:

"They weren't supposed to be broken in the dark."

What is Mr. Old Looking at that would cause such emotion?

Lilith and Jack were touched, and they looked in the direction of Mr. Old's gaze, but there was a boundless gray sea in their eyes.

"Nothing?"

Lilith thought so, and she muttered something quietly.

No, it's not that there is nothing, it's that our Persons are too low to see, or not worthy to see.

Jack gasped inwardly, although he wanted to find out what the old man had seen, but the rich experience at sea, and the reckless experience just now, told him that there are some things that just need to be seen to make people crazy and degenerate......

At this moment, Venason's spiritual intuition was suddenly touched, and two familiar figures faintly appeared in his heart.

"Alright, let's get here today."

As the figure became clearer and clearer, Venason immediately made a decision and spoke in a low voice.

"Wait, Mr. Old Day, that, we, we are also officially joining the society you created, as one of the members of the Secret Society, should we also take a title?"

"Yes."

"Thank you, Mr. Old, then my title is ....... The county lord, well, that's it. ”

Lilith's tone quickly became light, the reason why she did not choose the princess was essentially to look down on the delicate and domineering princesses in the royal family today, in her heart, this was not as good as a short-haired groundhog.

Vinason bowed slightly, then turned to look at Jack Brown. D. Sparrow.

"Deep Sea!" Jack replied solemnly and respectfully.

"Very good, Miss County Lord, Mr. Deep Sea, let's look forward to the next Hou Meng."

"Do as you will!"

While the county lord and the deep sea stood up and saluted at the same time, Venason closed the door of Yah, as if a dream was shattered, and the figures of the two of them went from blurred to illusory to vanished, almost instantaneously......

Thou dream, end!