Original God's Dark Priest

The Tanit tribe, the residence of Matron Babel.

Saphir sat in the main seat, while Gabriel stood beside him with his hands hanging down.

"What do you think of revisiting the old place?" Safir asked this for no reason.

Gabriel shook his head slowly: "I have long been extremely disappointed with this place. I no longer have any expectations, so how can I have any feelings about it? I am just glad that I did not die so hastily. Otherwise, Jade might really track me down here."

"That's right. If you die, she will definitely come. Based on Babel's character, that guy will never allow Jade to integrate into the Tanit tribe..." There was a hint of amusement in Saphir's eyes.

Gabriel thought about it from this perspective, and a hint of murderous intent flashed in his eyes. What Saphir said had made it very clear. If this tribe wanted to use Jade but not let her integrate, it would be very simple to do so.

Let Jade be responsible for dealing with the traitor.

In this way, the relatives and friends of everyone who died at her hands would hate her. Even the native aborigines would be hated because of this, not to mention a child who suddenly joined from outside.

And this child is the daughter of Gabriel...

One can imagine Jade’s situation.

Fortunately, everything has changed now. Jade is now studying as a scholar in the Karma School. Although he hasn't seen her for a long time, Gabriel has never felt so relieved.

After all, there are so many acquaintances in the House of the Decrees, and with Tirzad to tutor her, Jade must be living a very comfortable life.

Saphir waved his hand and said, "Forget it, let's not talk about this. Let's talk about you. How have you been getting along with those guys recently?"

“……” Gabriel was silent.

His silence sounded a bit noisy to Saphir, and he asked, "Why? Are you being bullied at work?"

"That's not the case, it's just... there are some things I'm not used to yet." Gabriel looked strange.

After organizing his words, he said tentatively: "Yes, Lord Saphir, you know, I was previously called 'Sand of Betrayal'. Although this title is not very glorious, at least it is acceptable...

But now, those people call me...call me 'the delivery man'...I really..."

Gabriel was assigned to the logistics department. His daily job was purchasing and distribution of employee meals. It was normal for him to be called that.

Saphir tightened her lips, trying not to laugh. She hadn't thought about this question.

At first, she just wanted to let Gabriel have more contact with the Fatui's subordinates, so that he could better understand the Fatui's daily work arrangements, and then let him integrate as soon as possible.

Now it seems that he has integrated well. At least those beasts have started to give him nicknames, which is a good sign.

However, Saphir still asked with some concern: "Have you...ever fought with others?"

“…No.” Gabriel’s eyes were wandering, and he was obviously lying.

Safir didn't care and continued to ask, "Did you win?"

"Hehe, An Jiu, with his weak arms and legs, still wants to fight with me? Even if I give him one hand and one leg, he still can't beat me!" After saying this, Gabriel immediately shut his mouth. Of course, he knew that he couldn't fool Safir, but this attitude was still not advisable.

Be humble.

After listening to Gabriel's words, Safir nodded and said, "Fighting is of course not advisable, especially the loser, who must be punished..."

An Jiu, who is far away in Mond, does not know that he has been targeted by the executor. No one knows what kind of suffering and torture he will face in the future.

Gabriel secretly lit a candle for An Jiu in his heart, thinking: "I'm sorry, buddy, I've hurt you."

After another fight, his relationship with An Jiu was actually quite good. This is the kind of relationship that men get to know each other better after fighting.

The two were not able to chat for too long, and soon someone walked into the residence. It was a blindfolded man.

Seeing the man coming in, Gabriel frowned and said, "Who told you to break in without permission? Get out."

"Uh..." The man didn't expect Gabriel to chase him away directly. He was stunned for a moment, but he seemed to have some confidence. He looked at Saphir who was sitting on the high ground with burning eyes and said, "Sir Executive, please forgive me for being abrupt, but I am here to surrender."

Upon hearing this, Saphir couldn't help but chuckle, then stood up and walked slowly down, saying as he walked: "I heard... the people of the Tanit tribe can't understand the language of the Snow Country, and I don't know what adults are..."

Cold sweat suddenly broke out on the man's forehead. He was a man who could see the situation clearly and was a bit smart, but unfortunately, it seemed that this cleverness was used in the wrong place.

"Do you think we Fatui are a garbage recycling station? You can send all kinds of garbage to me?" Saphir narrowed her eyes. She had no intention of giving a good face to the Tanit tribe from the beginning when she came to this place, so naturally she would not speak in a soft voice.

The man swallowed and said tremblingly: "I... I don't want to send myself in, I just think that the executive officer should need help..."

"Do you think I'm short of manpower because I only brought Gabriel with me?" Safir understood what this person was thinking.

Gabriel curled the corners of his mouth and sneered. Ignorance is really a great sin.

Saphir did not give him any idea of ​​answering his questions, but said, "In that case, send me something you think will catch my eye."

The man was as if he had been pardoned when he heard this, and he immediately shouted to the outside of the door: "Tadella! Come in!"

As he finished speaking, a timid girl slowly walked in.

The moment he saw the girl, Gabriel narrowed his eyes and murmured, "Is this... a falcon..."

"Falcon?" Saphir raised his eyebrows and showed an interested look.

Gabriel showed a look of disgust on his face: "They are just minions trained by this man."

"Gabriel!" The man seemed very angry, not sure whether he was angry because he was exposed or because he was slandered.

Gabriel was completely unfazed by the man's anger. He shrugged and sneered, "Don't underestimate Lady Saphir. She knows much more than you think..."

"Okay, Gabriel." Saphir stopped Gabriel and waved his hand in boredom, "The girl stays, you go."

The man nodded immediately and walked out.

Tadella, who was left behind, looked a little embarrassed, with her head down, not knowing what she was thinking.

Saphir looked at him, then at Gabriel, and sighed: "It's really interesting, this place..."

"Lord Safir, have you found anything?" Gabriel didn't understand why Safir suddenly said this.

Saphir reached out and stroked the long blond hair of the nervous Tadella, and then said, "It is obviously Babel and Asarig who cooperated with the Fatui, and this girl's...father, right?"

She looked at Tadla, who trembled noticeably, then immediately lowered her head and nodded slightly.

Saphir continued: "Her father Marcela was one of the people who had a conflict with Babel and was included in the 'cleaning list'.

Don’t you think this is interesting?”

"Babel, who was supposed to cooperate, has an unclear attitude, but Marcela surrendered with Falcon Lai..." Gabriel looked at Tadla with a scrutinizing look.

Saphir grabbed Tadela's hair with a little more strength: "How interesting... The person who least welcomes me actually told me to surrender, and sent you, the little guy he trusts the most, to my side... Let me guess, what do you want to do...

You are here to kill me, right?"

Tadella was about to vomit. She hadn't done anything yet, but the current situation was no different from being sentenced to death.

But she is Falcon, and she has grown up through rigorous training. In her opinion, even if the mission fails and she is killed, she will never reveal her purpose.

Even though the impossible mission had been revealed by the other party.

Saphir was right, Tadella was indeed here to kill her. Because of the cooperation between Babel and the Fatui, Marcela was in a very awkward situation in the Tanit tribe. Most of the elders who supported him were dead, and now he was the only one left.

If it weren't for the fact that the falcon under his command still had some value, he had no doubt that he would be killed as well.

In fact, this is true. Babel had already started planning how to kill Marcela a few days ago. However, the plan was disrupted when Saphir arrived, and she had to postpone it.

Because she didn't understand what Safire was thinking.

The Fatui captain Zoya Xuenetsifna, who had worked with her before, unilaterally cut off contact with the Tanit tribe, as if she had completely disappeared. They tried for a long time but were unable to contact the Fatui. Now, finally, a Fatui executive came, but he brought Gabriel with him.

This is very subtle.

Who doesn't know the relationship between the tribes of Gabriel and Tanit?

Being so close to Gabriel and talking about entering the Eternal Oasis is simply dancing in a minefield of the Tanit tribe.

Barbelle was distressed, but she didn't show it, so Marcela didn't even notice it.

In addition, Safir's act of killing people as soon as he arrived here further irritated Marcela. He suspected that Safir was killing the chicken to scare the monkey, and he might be the next one to die.

That's why he sent Tadla to assassinate Saphir at all costs.

This is a bad move, because Safire is the originator of assassination, and...

He really underestimated Saphir's strength.

"That's a very groundbreaking idea, girl." Saphir let go of Tadella and her hair and clapped his hands. "I can take you in to work under me, but Marcela will die. Or... how about you kill him?"

The innocent face of the girl looked like a devil in Tadla's eyes. She lightly said that a daughter should kill her own father. Tadla breathed rapidly and felt tremendous pressure.

She felt confused, because she was not so nervous when facing those wild beasts, but now, she could hardly suppress her urge to tremble.

Gabriel watched all this coldly. In fact, even if Saphir didn't say it, he was planning to kill the cripple.

To him, Marcela was not someone worth making friends with. He had a grudge against the entire Tanit tribe.

The assassination area quietly enveloped Tadella, causing her logical thinking to come to a complete standstill. Endless fear invaded her mind, making it impossible for her to think calmly.

This is a form of mental oppression that will lead to two results.

One is that Tadella surrendered and became completely a slave of Saphir, and could no longer raise the heart of resistance.

The second is that she completely collapsed, turned into a walking corpse, and lost her consciousness.

In situations where there is a huge disparity in power, killing is possible in the field of assassination.

Tadella's legs were trembling as she tried her best to resist the fear that was growing in her heart. Finally, two lines of tears flowed from the corners of her eyes. She surrendered and knelt on the ground.

"Tadla, raise your head and look at me." Saphir said.

Tadla looked up woodenly, looking at Safir with lifeless eyes. She looked a little miserable. From this angle, Safir could still see the scabbed scars on her body. It was obvious that this child had suffered a lot.

"Today I will help you break a shackle. I hope you know that to be a father, you need blood, but to be a dad, you need love." Saphir clenched her right hand, and Wu Ai Li Kong appeared in her hand, "He is your biological father, but he is definitely not your master.

What he did to you is enough to erase the relationship between you two. In other words, he is not worthy of being your father."

Under Tadella's gaze, Saphir walked out.

Gabriel stood beside Tadla, who was kneeling on the ground. After a few seconds, he sighed and said, "I have a daughter who is about your age... She has also suffered a lot."

Tadella stammered, "What did she... do?"

"What do you want her to do?" Instead of answering the question, Gabriel asked back.

Tadella shook her head: "I don't know... but I don't want... I don't want him to die."

"Is this your mercy?" Gabriel snorted. "Since Marcela has handed you over to us, from now on, you are a member of the Fatui. What happens to Marcela has nothing to do with you."

"I'm not..." Tadla wanted to deny, but was interrupted by Gabriel.

Gabriel said calmly: "The assassination failed, and you are dead. Remember, from now on, your life is given by Lord Safir."

"..." Tadella was silent. She felt deeply powerless, a feeling of being at the mercy of others because of her weak strength.

There was a chuckle from the door, and then it was completely quiet.

Saphir did not leave just now, but stood at the door. She was waiting, waiting for Tadella's choice.

She didn't care what Tadella chose, she just didn't mind putting in a little more effort to increase this girl's loyalty.

Since she didn't want Marcela to die, it didn't matter if she kept her.

There are so many bugs in this world, it is impossible to kill them all. If Marcella is alive and can make Tadella feel at ease as a Fatui, there is nothing wrong with that.

As for who will kill him later, that has nothing to do with Safire.

"Marcela." When he arrived at Marcela's residence, Safier spoke directly.

Seeing Saphir appear, Marcela immediately smiled flatteringly: "What can I do for you, Mr. Executive?"

After all, Saphir is the executive officer of the Fatui, so it is understandable that Tadella cannot kill her in a short time. Marcela is not in a hurry.

As if he hadn't noticed the calculating light in the other's eyes, Saphir said calmly, "I remember that all your falcons have registration manuals, right?"

“Yes…Excuse me…” Marcela was stunned. He didn’t expect that Saphir knew about this.

Saphir stretched out his right hand: "Give it to me, Tadella."

"Ah, this..." Marcela was confused. He did surrender on the condition of handing over Tadella, but he never thought of really sending Tadella away. She was his daughter, how could he bear to do that.

But facing Saphir's eyes, he gritted his teeth and gave Tadella's registration manual.

If she hands over this thing, Tadla will really have no choice but to follow Safir, but Marcela thinks it's okay, because as long as Tadla kills Safir, she will come back to her side, and then she can still get the manual back.

Thinking this in her mind, Marcela no longer hesitated.

Saphir took Tadla's manual, glanced through it casually, and nodded: "Well, it's very good. You should be thankful that you have a good daughter."

"Yes..." Marcela agreed, forcing a smile.

Saphir looked at him as if she were a dead man. After a few seconds, she turned around and left. She planned to ask Babel to get rid of this old guy quickly, and it would be best to do it in a covert way to prevent him from causing any more trouble.