Trafford Buyers Club

Chapter 1593 Female Fist
After a night's rest.

In the room, the black armor started from the neckline of Ramias, and left from the middle piece by piece, and then shrunk back to the back of the neck, and finally there was only a fingernail attached to the back of the neck. of lumps.

She reached out to touch her abdomen and ribs, with a reassuring expression on her face—but then it turned serious again.

"The armor is self-healing, and it's thanks to Eve's surgery. I used the healing technique built into the armor, and it's almost recovered in one go. Now I can carry out high-intensity combat at any time. It's just..."

It's just that she has already attacked Father Stella once, and depending on the situation, the Holy Church will definitely strengthen its defenses... The degenerate force field of the reversing holy relic has also been exposed, and the next time I want to deal with Vasco, a paladin, I'm afraid There is no such ease.

Of course, Ramias didn't think that Vasco would be able to develop a way to resist the corrupt force field in such a short period of time... She at least had a buffer time - before the arrival of the Holy Church's large forces.

In fact, she wanted to succeed once, but she never expected that Father Stella would not be affected by the Fallen force field at all.

"Could it be that Stella's holy power is a mutated holy power, so it is not attacked by the force field..."

Ramias's thoughts changed sharply. If this guess is closer to the truth, then it seems to explain why the quality of Stella's holy power is so high that it can be said to be the best in the entire holy church.

This time, the operation to capture Stella has been exposed. If you want to come to the Holy Church, you will definitely check the inside. After all, Father Stella lives in seclusion in this seaside town, which belongs to the top secret of the Holy Church, and not many people know about it.

"It's fine if this capture is successful, but if it fails...I'm afraid that the Anzi who have been sent to the Holy Church by the congregation over the years will be in danger of being exposed at any time. Once the Anzi is exposed, the loss is difficult to calculate, and I will also bear the blame... I am afraid that no one will speak up for me, and it will only be a matter of time before I am sent to Master Pride."

In fact, if any Master Pride is more normal, even if he wants to commit himself to Ramias, he will not be too resistant-the western world has always been more open about matters between men and women, not to mention that the Black Priest is a rebel. The cross, of course, is not the same as the Holy Church's method of maintaining purity.

What they are about is the purity of the heart, the dirty body will be sublimated in the heart, and the soul will be purified at the moment of baptism.

Therefore, Ramias did not resist this kind of behavior of giving—but Master Pride was an extremely twisted and tyrannical person.

Ramias naturally knows how those girls who have been played to such a degree that they have completely lost their qualifications as human beings are sent out and then discarded... There is no problem in committing to a powerful existence, as long as the young manor owner is as humble as this Even better—could you jump into the abyss of purgatory even though you know it?

At this time, [Eve] knocked on the door with some breakfast.

"You look in good spirits, Miss Ramias."

"Thanks to your superb surgical skills, Miss Eve." Lamias smiled slightly, not taking the matter of drawing a gun at Eve yesterday seriously at all.

"I'm just following the orders of the master." [Eve] said indifferently, then put down the breakfast, and was about to turn around and leave.

Ramias suddenly said at this time: "Miss Eve, why would such an excellent woman like you commit herself here to serve men?"

Lamias is no stranger to the profession of maid. Many wealthy families in the world have maids, and even many of them, in addition to taking care of the master's daily life, also take care of some special things of the master. needs.

It's fine if it's an ordinary person, it's normal to bow your head in front of money ability - but the other party is an [inhuman] existence, so he won't give in for simple money.

Ramias could tell that this Eve was really humble—as a woman, Ramias had an almost instinctive resistance to this kind of humbleness.

"You don't know the greatness of the master." [Eve] turned around, shook her head slightly and said: "His existence surpasses all the limits of what you can recognize, and being able to serve the master is my only honor."

Ramias opened her mouth, and the resistance in her heart was getting higher and higher, but after all, she still wanted something from the other party, so she had to suppress the strangeness in her heart.

"We should live for ourselves." She said firmly, "No one has the right to dominate us!"

[Eve]'s eyes flickered suddenly, but he said indifferently: "One day, when you can be dominated by the master, you will know your current ignorance. It's just a pity, judging from your current situation, you The possibility of being dominated by the master is almost zero."

Ramias felt something was wrong when she heard it... This [inhuman] called Eve, I am afraid that she has been brainwashed into a cure, how can she listen to her and dare to feel that she is being dominated? is correct?

Shaking her head, Ramias instantly lost interest in arguing with Eve... She will never wake up the person who pretended to be asleep, maybe one day, she finds out that the manor owner she worships like a god will also be injured and die. She will wake up only if she will be timid in front of other stronger people.

"I'm fine." Thinking of this, Ramias said directly: "According to the agreement between me and your master last night, if I want to do it tonight, you can tell him... at six o'clock in the evening , we met in the square of the town! I still have some things to do, I have to go first."

With that said, Ramias went straight out the door and left the manor.

She was not afraid that the other party would break his promise and not come - as for not worrying... even having confidence was a mysterious feeling.

That guy doesn't even care about treasures like the relic of the reversal, so he won't break his promise... she thought so.

……

……

small town, church.

Jiahui, which was still in ruins yesterday, was as good as new again overnight-except that the paint hadn't dried completely, it was basically not bad.

This kind of work efficiency is naturally due to the hard work of the four more healthy Paladin reservists - of course there is no wages, and they even provide their own materials.

"Stella, it's time to talk."

In the newly tidied backyard of the church, Father Stella, who was basking in the sun on a beach chair while stroking his cat, ushered in the shadow of the Vasco card.

"What should I say?" asked the priest knowingly.

The veteran paladin held back his anger and said, "What's the matter with your holy power? Why can't your holy power be affected by the reversal holy relic?"

The priest said seriously: "I have been exercising every day for these years!"

I really want to slap this slut who is full of mouth and running the train to death... But at most everyone is equally divided. If there is a fight, it is hard to say who will win - but if it is in the fallen force field, there is no doubt that I will be completely defeated. ?

This made Vasco vaguely worried, and he couldn't explain clearly.

"Okay, if you don't tell me, I won't force you now." Vasco sighed... Although there were many doubts in his heart, he was there when Stella broke out the holy power. Stella's holy power It was so pure that it couldn't be more pure, which dispelled his secret guess that Stella might have fallen.

"But from now on, you can't step out of the church." Vasco said solemnly: "If necessary, I may take you back to the headquarters of the Holy Church forcibly! The goal of the Black Order is you, and we can't let you go Here, we are always waiting for the people of the Black Order to deal with you!"

Hoo-hoo...

The sound of snoring, the priest has already fallen asleep under the sun umbrella.

Vasco had to shake his head, and left with an annoyed expression on his face.

……

Just as the Vasco paladins were restless in the room, a reserve paladin hurried over and said something that surprised all the visitors of the Holy Church.

"What? The Twelve Knights of the Knights Agency are here? And they are outside?"

"Yes..." The reserve Paladin who came to inform said nervously, "It seems to be a clown knight..."

"The Clown Knight, Dagonit..." Vasco pondered for a moment, then nodded and said, "I, I'm going to meet the Twelve Knights of Britain for a while!"

The paladins of the Holy Church and the Twelve Knights of the Round Table have always been topics of discussion in the [non-human] world... It's nothing more than which side is stronger and which side has more outstanding achievements.

All along, the comments were basically divided between [-] and [-]. The Holy Church has always had the upper hand—until Farrell of Britain was born a hundred years ago, and he directly took the name of the strongest knight.

Therefore, it is impossible for Vasco to have a good face in front of Dagonit, and it is estimated that he will not have a good face in the next life.

"Hey, Your Excellency Vasco, long time no see." Dagonit greeted Vasco with an uneasy face like a modest young man, "It has been three years since I last said goodbye to the Holy City of the Holy Church, and Your Excellency Vasco is still in a bad mood. Minus! I heard that holy church paladins often use a kind of holy oil to smear their bodies for exercise, which can enhance their physique and endurance during fighting. Now it seems that it is true... When can you bring me dozens of kilograms , My waist is not working very well recently."

It is true that the holy knight camp of the Holy Church will use a special sesame oil to smear the body of the reserve, but it is used to torture the body, but Vasco listened to it, and it always felt that it was a fair thing. However, as if his taste suddenly changed, he snorted coldly, "British clown, what are you doing here?"

Mr. Clown blinked his eyes at this time, and said quietly like a pissed off daughter-in-law: "Your Excellency Vasco, this is also the territory of Britain after all, and you are now logging into our country privately with a few reserve Paladins without reporting. ...I am a security guard, can't I even ask a question now? This is not okay, a man must be fair, or I will sneak around the Holy City some other day?"

"If you dare to come, don't go back." Vasco sneered.

Farrell is indeed powerful. Although Vasco doesn't say it, he knows it in his heart...but it's only Farrell who is strong!

The Knights of Britain without Farrell are like losing their wings.Today, the knights are weak, and most of the Twelve Round Tables are newcomers who have been trained in the past ten years. Their background is insufficient, and the Holy Church does not regard it as a threat at all... just maintaining this superficial etiquette.

There are many churches in Britain, and the power of the Holy Church has long been infiltrated.

"Then I'm not going." The clown knight shrank his neck and said, "After all, the pension in our country is not high, so there is no need to die bravely."

How can you be as virtuous as that bitch Stella?
Vasco was stunned, and then said calmly: "I just traveled around the world with a few Paladin reserves to train them... Passing by here, I accidentally found a sinner from the Black Order, so there were some conflicts. But we I will take care of it myself, and don’t bother the Knights to worry about it. Don’t worry, we will leave after the matter here is settled.”

"That's just right!" Dagonit said with a smile at this moment: "It seems that I'm lucky... I'm here on a business trip to investigate the matter of the Black Order. It just so happens that Vasco and you are here to deal with the members of the Order. ...I'm holding on to the thigh of the Holy Church! I'm staying here tonight!"

"What, you want to live in?"

"No, I brought all my luggage!" Mr. Clown pointed to the suitcase behind him, "I have always admired the culture of the Holy Church... By the way, I heard that the benefits of the Holy Church are very good. Is it true that there is a female college student accompanying me? If it is true, then I will apply as an international student! Your Excellency Vasco, are you interested in ferrying me back? In fact, my grandmother’s cousin is also a devout believer. I also have faith in me!"

Heck!

Is this really the Twelve Knights of the Round Table who uphold the virtues of chivalry?
Why did the Queen of Britain come to the holy capital for a state visit three years ago, and this guy looked serious?

"Lord Vasco?"

Seeing the twelve knights of the knight organization walking towards the church full of interest, it's not true that a few paladins are going to stop them, and it's not true if they don't stop them.

Vasco frowned, thought for a while, and said, "Go, arrange a room for him... No matter how you say this place is British territory, you have to give him some face."

"Okay! I'll go right away!" The young reserve paladin nodded.

(End of this chapter)