Trafford Buyers Club

Chapter 1616 Farewell
When Vasco stepped into Father Stella's church again, Father Stella was drying his colorful underpants in the yard.

Under the old guy's black priest's robe, it really is so colorful... Vasco shook his head suddenly, and put aside this weird distracting thought.

"The guy with the split head, didn't he come?" Seeing that Father Stella was still drying his underwear without any intention of stopping, Vasco couldn't help asking after all.

The church was unusually calm, as if nothing had happened... But Vasco clearly felt the fluctuation of a powerful force—clearly it was the fluctuation of the holy power, and it was obviously not Stella's holy power.

Speaking of which, Vasco still felt weird in his heart—Stra Ming was called a blasphemer by the descending angel, but he was still able to use that majestic holy power.

"Split in the middle?" The priest stopped his hands, lost in memory, and then revealed a look of sadness, "All dead."

Vasco opened his mouth—he obviously didn't believe it.

"They're all dead?" Vasco sneered suddenly, "Where's the corpse? You can't even see a single corpse. Could it be that you fed them to cats?"

"How do you know?" Father Stella was startled, and then he said angrily: "Vasco, I thought you were a good brother, so you have always had a habit of peeping at me? Tell me, once in the training camp, together What the hell are you doing behind my back when you're taking a shower!?"

The priest was shocked and angry at the moment, even trembling with anger, not to mention how wronged he was.

Vasco had no choice but to stare at the other party...Now, even he cannot be sure whether Stella's mental state is good or bad, and what he said is true or false.

But if it is said that the paladins and priests of the holy church are all lost here, Vasco would never believe it... Anyway, it shouldn't be so peaceful here.

How long has it been since he took away those candidate paladins and came back after they were settled?

Shaking his head, Vasco had no choice but to walk directly into the church... The Holy Church's team may not have fully arrived. The powerful burst of holy power just now may be the vanguard of the Holy Church, but it was just disrupted by Stella. The punch is back.

The large army should arrive soon... Vasco thought so, so he planned to stay and wait.

The most important thing is that he counted and counted. At this time, it seems that he is the only one left in the Holy Church, and he can still speak well to Father Stella in a half-mad state.

"Hey! Vasco, I have a black and white film of the Sister Fengyue that I have treasured for 43 years, do you want to come and watch it together?!"

Well, even he can hardly talk properly... Vasco closed the door of the room with a bang, and then picked up the satellite phone.

"It's me... The church's big team doesn't seem to have arrived yet... Anyway, I didn't see them."

"This time the team is led by the Hamalite angel, it is the arrival of the three angels... It may be that something happened on the road, after all, this time it is through the [inhuman field]... Well, Stella, you Persuade him well, and try to prevent him from colliding with Hamalel..."

"Pope, if Stella becomes a blasphemer, what do you want me to do?" Vasco asked in a deep voice.

There was no response on the phone for a long time.

When responding, the Pope just said softly: "Act according to your own will... Vasco, believe in yourself, and believe in your faith."

"You old bastard who is dying, if you say it, you don't say it!"

The furious old paladin hung up the phone all of a sudden... Vasco took a deep breath, and simply sat cross-legged on the ground to meditate to recover his power—his holy power had undergone a transformation since it was suppressed by the mysterious young man. It has not fully recovered until now.

……

Holy City.

"Really, I don't give face at all."

In the pope's big secret room, when the private phone was disconnected in this way, the aged pope couldn't help shaking his head and showing a wry smile.

But after the wry smile, it was melancholy... Among the huge Holy Church, Vasco is probably the only one who can be like him now, so don't be shy about saying a few words, right?
Since Stella left Shenwei Prison.

The look of nostalgia on the old man's face became more and more intense... The memory has already returned to the distant childhood - at that time, he was just an inconspicuous shepherd boy in the village, and Vasco was the son of the groom.

As for Stella, he is the foolish son of the landowner.

The memory is very short... After that, the nostalgic look on the pope's face disappeared instantly, replaced by solemnity, doubt...even fear.

At this time, on the desk in front of the Pope, there were five palm-sized statues of angels, and without exception, these five statues were all decapitated at the moment.

They... were supposed to be statues with heads—each statue represented the condition of the descending angel.

The decapitation of the angel statue means...

"How could this be... None of the troops dispatched this time have been contacted. Vasco also said that they did not see the appearance of large troops, but the statue..."

An ominous premonition was spreading in the old pope's heart at this time... After a long time, the pope seemed to have made a decision, and resolutely reached out and turned the carving on the handle of the chair.

There was only a clicking sound, but the wall behind the seat in the big secret room where he was sitting was slowly opened... It seemed that something suddenly emerged from the crack in the wall that was only opened a little.

The Pope took a breath suddenly, and in shock, he pressed his hands on the statue of the handle, and turned back in the opposite direction.

The wall... slowly closed again.

At this time, the Pope seemed to have exhausted all his strength, and had already slumped on the chair, his face pale and cold sweat dripping down.

The voice, the faint voice, seems to be coming from behind the Pope at this time...

"You will find me...you will find me...I know...you will find me..."

The Pope got up all of a sudden, without looking back, he hurried out of the big secret room.

……

……

"...Today's lesson probably ends here."

In class, Mr. Pu Lin packed up his lesson plans as usual, but the bell for the end of get out of class did not actually ring—this was not in line with Mr. Pu Lin's usual style.

Everyone knows that Mr. Prin has the habit of [speaking for a few more minutes] after class.

So, in a large classroom, dozens of pairs of eyes were cast on Mr. Pu Lin at this moment——Mr. Everyone's last class."

The classroom was immediately filled with discussions and surprised voices.

Teacher Pulin clicked, "Due to some personal reasons, I have resigned from the school. But everyone can rest assured that after I leave, the deputy dean will take over my courses temporarily. After the next semester starts, The new teacher should take office soon, and your studies will not be affected... Or, it will be easier for you to get credits from the new teacher."

Laughing... Naturally, no student can laugh.

Although it is difficult to get the credits of Mr. Prin, Mr. Prin really has the same rich knowledge as those old professors, so his popularity in the academy can be ranked among the top ten.

Although he is not particularly handsome, he is very good-looking. The eternal white shirt, black trousers and gloves, the eternal round eyes and long braids, and his harmless temperament attracted a large group of carnivorous students in the college. Bold girls are welcome.

A student stood up and asked a question. It was a girl.

But Mr. Pulin obviously didn't intend to ask the students to ask questions. After bowing deeply, he took the things and left the classroom quickly - several bold girls chased them out quickly, but there were already people in the corridor. There was no sign of Teacher Prin.

……

【Butterfly Society】.

It can be regarded as a regular visitor... Except for Claudia who has already started a new life, Mr. Prin is probably the one who has come to [Butterfly Club] the most since it opened.

However, the previous few times, Boss Luo was the only one left in [Butterfly Club], but this time the maid was obviously there too.

Mr. Prin, whose impression of this female student was still a week or two ago, said apologetically, "What's your name?"

"You Ye." The maid said with a smile.

"Very happy?" Teacher Pulin turned his head to look at Boss Luo, and then said mockingly, "I have lived for more than [-] years, and only now do I realize that I am still alone."

Boss Luo asked casually, "When is the teacher going to leave officially?"

"It's a few days." Mr. Pulin thought for a while and said, "There are still some things, I plan to leave after finishing it... I probably won't come back to this place in the future. I didn't stay in the same place twice Get used to it...probably."

"So..." Boss Luo said thoughtfully, "If we can still meet you, teacher, it will probably be somewhere else, right?"

"Isn't there a phone?" Mr. Prin laughed and said, "Although I don't use the phone very much, I still have a phone number, and I will also read the email. If it is you, I will still remember it, occasionally Check your email."

As he said that, Mr. Prin asked for a note and wrote an e-mail account.

The maid took the initiative to put away the note, then poured a cup of tea for Mr. Prin, and brought one, two, three or four plates of snacks by the way.

Quite rich, because the sentence [very happy? 】.

Boss Luo thought for a while and said, "I haven't finished reading your fairy tale book yet."

"Give it to you. After all, I have disturbed you so many times, and I come here empty-handed every time..." Mr. Pulin smiled and said, "It should not be something valuable, but when I travel, from a I bought it from a farmer and said it was an original manuscript, but I think they lied to me and wanted to sell it for more money."

"It's the original manuscript." Boss Luo said abruptly, "And it's quite valuable... To me, every page of the story is like a beautiful thing that is told in my ears."

Mr. Pulin was startled, then shook his head and said with a smile: "I'm just a loafer in my thirties who is still single. Doesn't it help if you like me like this?"

"I also have a small gift for you." Boss Luo said, "Take it as a gift for you to practice."

A gift box was quickly delivered to Mr. Prin from the hands of the maid... Mrs. Pulin didn't have the habit of opening it after returning.

After the exquisite gift box was opened, there was another box the size of a wooden jewelry box inside, but after the box was opened, it contained only a handful of black soil.

"these are……"

"The flower mud of the Bana flower." The maid smiled slightly at this time, "In addition to planting dead plants, it also has a very good effect on stabilizing the soul...Of course, this is just what the gardener who sold our flower mud said , Maybe they also want to lie to us and sell more money."

Teacher Pulin was dumbfounded for a moment, but put the box away, looked at Boss Luo, and muttered, "I like your gift...then accept it."

"Just like it." Boss Luo nodded.

Only then did Teacher Pulin stand up and said seriously, "Although the time we spent together was very short, it was still a very pleasant memory. I hope we will have a chance to meet again in the future... Oh, anyway, I will stay for another two or three days The time, maybe the last meeting is not necessarily."

Teacher Pu Lin pushed open the door of [Butterfly Club] and walked out of the old school building. At this time, the cup of tea he drank was still warm.

In fact, he was basically untouched, and neither were the snacks.

The maid said with some pity, "So much wasted...how can I do this?"

Boss Luo nodded casually on the table, and the snacks on the table just disappeared. He smiled and said: "Give it to Zhao Le and Chen Mingming, let's take it as a condolence gift."

This is naturally a good idea, and the maid immediately returned a sweet smile.

Then, the door of [Butterfly Club] was knocked open again...and the one who knocked on the door and walked in was Lamias wearing a rather formal dress.

The professional skirt perfectly showed the nun's slender and well-proportioned figure after a long period of training... Probably only a few buttons on the chest were a little bit reluctant.

"I saw you on the roster of new students." Ramias walked in with a smile, "There are only two new students this time, one male and one female, I think it's you guys...Luo Qiu, this is your name Is it? I just found out now."

While walking, the woman's black high heels stepped on the wooden floor, making a clucking sound... Then Lamias, who had a charming face, instantly looked like she had received too much hyaluronic acid. became stiff.

The black high-heeled heel of her right foot stepped into the floor at this moment, and then broke... broke....

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