Trafford Buyers Club

Chapter 322 For the New World

In the sea of ​​trees below the cliff of the monastery, the swaying tree shadows hide something that is peeping at it.

"It's really peaceful, Pechols Monastery."

Putting down the binoculars in her hand, Ramias jumped down from the tree trunk.When it fell, the opening of the hem of the black nun's robe seemed to be blown by the wind.

These powerful but not thick legs stretched in the air, but the people under the tree did not choose to watch.

First of all, no one dared to provoke this nun lady.Second, they don't care about such things as ****.

The moment Ramias landed, her legs were slightly bent to cushion the impact of the fall.At this time, the nun lady who belonged to the black order walked towards the tent stationed here.

Been coming to this place for a while.Naturally, he has been observing this monastery for such a long time.

"Is the magnetic field still unchanged?"

In recent days, almost every day, Ramias would ask the same questions to the people in the tent—the nun who was assigned here after leaving Romania was obviously impatient.

Different from the time in Romania, during the mission, some personal problems were also solved by the way—although, Ramias always felt that there was something wrong in the process—for example, she didn’t know what to do with the gun. lost things.

But in the end, it seemed that the mission of the congregation was completed, and Jonathan also got the retribution he deserved, so she felt very good.

But it's really boring here-it's just to find something in this monastery. The time of action has been planned, but because of some unforeseen events, the time of action has to be temporarily put on hold.

The machine responsible for monitoring the change of the monastery's holy light suddenly detected a strong magnetic field of the holy light appearing in the monastery—the energy coefficient of that magnetic field was a bit large, far exceeding the configuration of the monastery for this expedition.

"An angel descends."

During the training of the nun, she was taught more than once that when the value of the holy light magnetic field reaches this level, the possibility of a celestial master descending is very high.

The staff in the tent took off the earphones they were wearing, turned their heads, and said helplessly: "It's still the same as yesterday. The strength of the enchantment has probably been strengthened by more than twice...Miss Ramias, are we really not considering applying for support from the headquarters?"

The nun said indifferently: "If you think the headquarters can spare more manpower, I don't mind if you apply now. I'm even happy for you to apply."

"I'm just...asking."

He knew that the recent manpower problem of the congregation was really tight.

I also heard recently that the team that the headquarters has been responsible for excavating the relics has been damaged on the prairie in Ulaanbaatar, and some people were sent later, but I haven’t heard any news recently, and I don’t know what happened to the later people. Sample.

Of course, as a grassroots employee, these are just some conversations between him and his companions during the short break... For the upper-level affairs, it is more appropriate for the upper-level to consider by themselves.

"Wait, Miss Ramias! The value of this magnetic field has begun to decline!"

Just when Ramias saw that there was no gain and was about to leave, the staff suddenly said in surprise.Ramias turned around and squinted at the numerical changes on the screen.

She always felt that the big gun hidden under the skirt of her nun's robe was starting to grow horny.

……

"Cease your wrath and forsake wrath. Do not be grievous so that you do evil."

In the simple stone room, there is only one small window that can bring in light.Anatole stood before this little light, praying as always.

He felt it was his instinct—every day he had been in prayer since he had been conscious.

Therefore, even though the holy power in his body had been sealed, no amount of prayer would resonate with the holy power, but he still did not abandon his habit.

The iron door of the stone room was knocked suddenly, an old monk, his godfather: Mo Ji.

Moji stood in front of the iron gate and sighed imperceptibly, but Anatole in the stone room said softly, "My father, why are you sighing?"

Moji shook his head and said: "My child, please forgive me, I have tried my best. But you still cannot be released from here."

Anatoly said quite calmly: "Father, you have done enough for me. In the end, Mr. Sullivan just sealed my holy power instead of abolishing them. He just imprisoned me here instead of Isn’t it enough for me to expel you? The Lord said, you must know how to be grateful. Because you picked me up, you gave me the life of these 20 years.”

Moji frowned and said: "I watched you grow up, no one knows you better than me. How could you be a heretic? Tell me, Anatole, my child, you really can't remember , have you encountered anything?"

Anatoly shook his head.

Moji could only nod helplessly: "The lord went back yesterday. We don't know when he will come again, so I'm afraid you still have to stay here until he comes next time."

Anatoly said indifferently: "There is water and food here, which is enough. The real ascetic monks in the monastery are much harder than me."

Moji was about to say something, but at this moment, a loud noise suddenly sounded outside, and at the same time, the ground shook slightly.

The two people in the conversation frowned subconsciously.

Moji quickly left the confinement area and walked outside.Anatoly could hardly keep calm at this time, a kind of restlessness made him look out of the window blankly.

I only heard that the loud noises did not stop, but became more and more dense... This is the sound of an explosion.

Vaguely, Anatoly even heard weak screams.

Not long after, Moji rushed back and appeared in front of the stone room door. His forehead was injured, and half of his face was almost stained red with blood.

"Father!" Anatoly finally couldn't keep calm at this moment.

Moji hurriedly said: "We are under attack...they, they want to rob the auditorium! Anatole, get out of here quickly."

"No, father! How could I abandon you! Father, you!!"

Click.

The moment the door opened, Moji had already fallen to the ground.He still held the key to open the door in his hand, but his chest was already stained red with blood.

"Forgive me, I can't break Lord Sullivan's imprisonment on you." Moji said weakly: "But even the holy light can't take effect on them... Their bullets seemed to be cursed, and they tore apart easily Our shields..."

"Father, don't talk yet! I'll stop the bleeding for you!"

"No...no need. You...you come to my ear, I have something to say to you..."

Anatoly had to bow his head.

But Mo Ji took out something from his arms and stuffed it into his palm.

"Please... Please keep the faith in your heart, no matter... no matter when and where...but..." Moji's voice became weaker and weaker, "but...if one day, you are really confused... ...If you have doubts in your heart...go, go find...find..."

"Father!!!"

Moji couldn't finish his words in the end, so he closed his eyes.

Anatoly stared blankly at what the godfather gave him at the end of his life: a black card.

……

The light shield evolved from the golden holy light was easily pierced by bullets.

Holding two guns, Ramias easily walked in the No.13 auditorium of the monastery.The nun looked at the last remaining abbot of the monastery.

Beside him, several ascetic monks had already fallen in a pool of blood.

"Without the holy light, you are really not as good as a retired veteran." Ramias chuckled lightly.

"Cursed weapon... The Black Order has developed such a degenerate thing!" The dean of the monastery looked very calm.

Life seemed to end at any time, and he was obviously not afraid.

Ramias turned the silver gun in her hand, smiled and said: "The blood of the Impaler and some other materials, although I don't like it very much, but the effect is obvious, isn't it."

"What is your purpose?"

"Your Excellency, what is hiding under your feet?"

"Sure enough..." The dean's face changed drastically, "Are you even going to get involved with it?"

"For the new world."

Ramias said something indifferently, and the cursed bullet was fired from the barrel of the silver pistol at this time, easily piercing the dean's forehead.

After waiting for a while, after making sure that the old man had no chance of standing up again, Ramias took out the walkie-talkie and said, "Let the priest team come in, start to erode the barrier here, and take out the holy relic inside. Start cleaning everyone here, let us prepare people to settle here... From now on, Pechuls will be our product."

"Miss Ramias, we caught a guy. He seems to be imprisoned in a dungeon, and he may have escaped while taking advantage of the chaos."

"Do you have any holy power?" Lamias asked indifferently.

"No sign of holy force activity was detected."

"Hmm..." Ramias thought for a while and said, "I will be imprisoned, either a sinner or a heretic. Since there is no holy power... arrest it first, maybe it will be useful in the future."

"understood!"

Ramias put down the walkie-talkie and glanced at the NO.13 auditorium.She stretched out her fingers, towards the fallen corpse, and drew a cross in front of her.

Ramias turned around with a chuckle, put the gun in her pocket, "For the new world? Who would do it for such a boring reason?"

……

The blood on the walls was washed, the body was taken to a place to be cremated, and the door of the monastery was reopened as if nothing had happened.

Only Ramias got on the helicopter and left this place in the forest.

(End of this chapter)