Chapter 186: Organization
Quack, croack, croack.
The strangely sounded doorbell was still ringing, and it was ringing in a different tone, and its meaning of existence was simply the destruction of humanity.
"Ahh
The doctor angrily pushed open the living room door and walked towards the entrance, complaining mercilessly.
"Do these guys have a problem with their brains, and if they don't get a response after pressing the doorbell once, it means that people don't want to pay attention to you, don't you know about this kind of thing?"
The old man felt that the doctor was inflicted on himself, and such a unique doorbell was simply too much for him and his ears to pass.
With an unhappy look on his face, the doctor walked to the door and opened the door to his own entrance.
"You guys—"
The words that had been intended to be spoken were interrupted halfway through, and the doctor's face changed from unpleasant to jealous disgust.
There were two people standing outside the door, a white-haired old man with Mediterranean hair and a beautiful man with a neutral appearance. The old man was wearing a set of priest's robes with gold trim on a white background, a white beard hanging from his mouth to his chest, and a beautiful man of neutral sex was blonde and blue-eyed, and he was wearing a set of white-lacquered chain mail.
The two of them just stood in front of the doctor's house.
"Long time no see, Lord Lamech. ”
The old man happily bowed to the doctor as if he had seen an old friend.
"I haven't seen you for two years, how are you doing? I didn't expect that a noble person like you would deign to live in such a remote corner. ”
The doctor's face was completely gloomy.
"I had a good time before I saw you, and after seeing you, it was like wearing a magic ring, a complete hangover, and if you could, disappear from me, Gandalf in white robes. ”
The old man smiled indifferently at the doctor's point of view.
"You're still so fond of saying things we don't understand, Lord Lamech. ”
The old man straightened his beard. Go on.
"As I have told you many times, the old man is not a white-robed wizard, nor is he called Gandalf, he is a cardinal of the Holy See, and his name is Abraham Morgan. ”
If anyone familiar with the Holy See is here, they will surely be intimidated by the name.
Abraham Morgan. The old man with this name is a cardinal of the Holy See with great power, who is in charge of the propaganda and education of the Holy See, as well as the great man of theology and séance, and can be said to be the second most powerful person after the Pope.
And such a powerful man is talking to a little-known doctor in a humble tone at this time.
"I see, Gandalf. ”
The doctor replied impatiently.
"Then what are you planning to do when you came to me? I don't have any interest in helping you deal with the Dark Lord. ”
Abraham also didn't care about the doctor's attitude and the content of the novels that were said to be from another world, and he still smiled kindly.
"I'm sure Lamech has heard that the mad dogs of the Inquisition have returned to the arms of my god, and through this sacrifice, some terrible plans from the demons have been identified—"
"I didn't ask you such an indifferent thing!"
The doctor interrupted Abraham's explanation in a loud voice.
"What I'm asking is why you're in this place. ”
The doctor's aggressive attitude made Abraham sigh with a wry smile.
"Lamech is still so impatient. But it's fine, because this kind of Lamech is the noble oracle I remember—no, old man, do you prefer the term 'otherworldly'?"
Abraham looked at the doctor as if he were seeing the doctor of the past through the doctor of the present.
"The old man is here to sincerely ask you to return to Freemasonry, your organization needs you, we need you. ”
The moment he heard the word "Freemasonry", the doctor's expression ached, but he immediately returned to his original state.
"Let me go back to Freemasonry? That's a very good reason indeed. But I refuse, when did the relationship between Freemasonry and the Holy See change from alliance to subordination?"
The doctor's eyes became dangerous.
"And I said it, right? Let you tell me the reason for this kind of place. ”
The doctor raised his right hand. I don't know when there is a pitch-black short stick in his hand, the short stick is only thirty centimeters, but there is always a kind of courage that makes people fearful.
"It makes sense for the Cardinal to come to me in person, but it doesn't make sense if not only the Cardinal, but even the Masonic Commander is in this small place. I don't think I have that much face for the two of you to come at the same time. ”
Looking at the short stick in the doctor's hand, the expression on Abraham's face remained unchanged, but he retreated silently at his feet.
"What are you talking about, Lord Lamech, Lord Gilgamesh, he ......?"
"That idiot who only knows how to exaggerate doesn't know how to hide. You don't need to excuse or cover up, because that's just a waste of time. ”
Again, the doctor interrupted Abraham.
"So, tell me why you're here. ”
As soon as the doctor's words fell, the beautiful man beside Abraham suddenly moved.
"Identifying the intent of the attack, the defense mechanism is activated, codenamed "Crusader", and annihilation begins. ”
A string of mechanical words came out of the beautiful man's mouth, and a long sword made of light appeared in the beautiful man's hand, and then the beautiful man swung the long sword at the doctor.
Seeing that the beautiful man's long sword was about to cut off the doctor's head, the doctor was still thinking about it and didn't react to it.
A trail of light crossed, and the beautiful man's had already completed the chopping action.
Tick, tick.
The sound of blood dripping on the ground was clearly audible in the middle of nowhere streets in the evening.
The doctor moved his neck and threw the arm he was holding in his left hand back at the beautiful man's feet.
"For the sake of my previous friendship, I spared you once, and the next time you dare to stretch out your dirty hand to me, I will take off not an arm, but your heart and brain. ”
Abraham's eyes swept over the beautiful man's severed arm, and then faced the doctor with a distressed expression, which was not at all surprising to him, and if these mass-produced soldiers could defeat the doctor, they would be worthy of being called a "mythical army".
"I'm very sorry, it seems that this group of warriors still can't get rid of the flawed problem, but the old man assures him that the old man himself has no ill will towards Lord Lamech. ”
"Hmph. ”
The doctor scoffed at this argument, which was no different from an excuse.
"I'm not interested in your toys, and neither are your dealings with the gods, but as a friendly reminder, I can tell you that the starter-like line is not only completely unnecessary but stupid, and it's best to ask your little advisor to cancel it. ”
Abraham bowed slightly, as a thank you for the doctor's generosity, and retorted a little by the way.
"How can it be said that it is a trade with the gods, and this is a true and true gift, the supreme gift that our God has given to his servants. (To be continued.) )