Fast time travel: The villain male god keeps flirting

Chapter 203 "Save That Witch (35)"

The opal-encrusted dagger gleamed in the sunlight.

Dazzling!

Of course, it can be seen that this dagger is expensive, and its owner should be a certain nobleman in Norland or the upper echelons of the Holy See.

Wolf felt a little familiar, this dagger was unexpectedly similar to his, he looked at it carefully, raised his head curiously and asked, "Is this the teacher's dagger?"

"No," Zhou Meng shook his head, "If you know the owner of this dagger, please tell me, okay?" Zhou Meng pleaded in the last sentence.

Wolfe's eyes flickered, "I think it looks familiar, let me think about it."

He finally remembered whose dagger it was!
Back then, the master swordsmith offered him two daggers, one for himself and the other for his loyal subordinate Seamus Di, should he tell Ellie?

Wolfe hesitated.

"Wolf, can you tell me?" Zhou Meng grabbed his hands excitedly. Her small hands couldn't wrap his big hands at all, and her fingers curled up like a ball of soft cotton.

The delicate and soft touch, the warm and ambiguous feeling, at that moment, Wolfe couldn't think of anything else, he could only cycle back and forth in his head, "Ellie touched my hand" "God, I was actually molested by my sweetheart Already?"...

Flying, he felt like he was roaming in the clouds.

"Wolf, do you know the owner of the dagger?" Someone in the cloud spoke softly.

As if being bewitched, Wolf opened his lips and said, "I know."

"Who is that?"

"Semodie." He said uncontrollably, and there was no way to save him when he woke up the next second. He simply explained: "I was on the way to escape, and I saw Seamodie kill people with it. It's exactly the same, I promise I read it right."

"Sea Moody? Bishop Wolfe's subordinate?" His most faithful dog.

Wolfe thought for a while, "With a hooked nose, it looks very difficult to mess with."

Zhou Meng smiled faintly, "Thank you Wolfe, please forgive my rudeness, you know, I'm too emotional." She took her hand away, and the disappointment flashed in Wolfe's eyes.

[Mengmeng, you are despicable, you actually used beauty tricks! ] 188 smiled ripplingly.

Zhou Meng: "Aren't you a system? I can actually hear the obscenity from your smile."

[Hey, don't talk about people like this, of course the host's wretched system is also wretched. 】

Zhou Meng raised her forehead, "...Pi is very happy now?"

[Yes, very happy. 】

In the dark and cold dungeon, green moss grows on the steps, and the sun does not shine here all year round, so every step I take feels shady and shady.

Living in a dark prison cell feels like years.

Despair, fear, unwillingness, resentment... All kinds of negative emotions breed and grow here.

Even a man as strong as Armand couldn't help but feel some despair.

There is only a small high window with barbed wire. There is no wind, no rain, and no sunlight. Armand squats decadently in the corner of the room. The darkness breeds fear, and he is afraid in his heart. It's not that I'm afraid of my next fate, but that I'll never see that sweet smiling girl again.

He is like a maggot, dragging out his life and dying without knowing when.

"Ellie—" his mouth was extremely bitter.

"Hey, eat." The jailer of the Vatican's underground prison rudely stuffed in a piece of moldy rye bread and a dirty basin filled with water through the small door at the bottom of the iron gate.

Armand walked slowly to the door, took the bread and water to the corner, opened a small piece and mechanically stuffed it into his mouth. Eating has become a basic existence to maintain life, not an existence of enjoyment .

The bread was dry and unpalatable. He ate it seriously, and he could only escape if he saved his energy. If he gave up easily, he would have no hope.

Staying in the cell day and night, here is a monotonous repetition of days, this kind of boredom can drive people crazy.

Armand can only keep reminiscing, the scenes with Ellie, the happy time working with Ellie, the days of being mocked by Lilith...

The boy stood under the tree stupidly and looked up at the girl who looked like a kitten and was delicate...

The cat-eyed girl who quietly pursed her lips and smiled as she watched the father and son fight...

Standing at the forefront is a girl who is a powerful word spirit wizard...

They fought side by side many times to retaliate against the Holy See...

Every bit of memory is precious, and Armand carefully puts them in the memory palace.

Thinking about it, he became more and more sleepy.

When he woke up, a whip was thrown over vigorously.

His hands and feet were tied to the cross and he couldn't move, so he could only resist forcefully.

The priest in front of him was dressed brightly, but he had a malicious smile on his face, "Well, can you bear it? Then I'll hit you a few more times."

Armand endured the pain to the extreme, the whip wounds on his body were criss-crossed, and when the whip was thrown over, there were bloody wounds, dripping and dripping blood.

"Hmm—" A trace of blood dripped from the corner of his mouth.

"Say, what do you have to do with the Black Rabbit Organization?" The priest wanted to make Armand's life worse than death, so he made him bear a big crime.

The Black Rabbit Organization is the Holy See's name for the evil organization that has attacked them many times. Because their logo is a black rabbit, they have such a not-so-prestige name.

Straightforward, the person in front of them is one of the leaders of the Black Rabbit Organization.

Armand gritted his teeth, "I don't know, I haven't heard of it."

"Let you taste my strength." The priest swung even harder.

Armand refused to recognize the Black Rabbit organization even to death, and when he was carried back, he was already dying.

He was thrown roughly into the cubicle.

Darkness fell again.

In a magnificent palace, a middle-aged man with a benevolent face and a rich face is half leaning on a reclining chair. The servant accompanying him quietly fanned him. When he opened his eyes, there was an undisguised desire for power and desire ambition.

"How did you check?"

The servant acting as a wooden man knelt down immediately, "Bishop, I have some clues. I heard that Wolf sent Simodi to manage the Holy See of Norland. He hasn't appeared in the Holy See since then. An informant over there said, Wolfe went to study at Bray College."

"Hehe, studying?" The middle-aged man couldn't believe it. This Wolfe must be at least 25-[-]. He is not a fool to go to a common people's college at such an age, okay? "Go and check, Wolfe is very problematic, and Bray College will also check it out for me."

"Yes."

The rich and handsome middle-aged man is smiling, and it is impossible to tell from his face. He is the most vicious smiling tiger, Ange, the Cardinal of Rome, and Wolfe's strong competitor.

　There are still a few chapters to finish~
　　
　
(End of this chapter)