Original God's Dark Priest

When Saphir returned to Babel's residence, there was already another person in the house, the mistress of the tribe: Babel.

Seeing Saphir coming in, Babel saluted and then slowly said, "It seems that I was negligent and made the guest bored enough to go out to have fun."

"First of all, I'm not here to be a guest. I can't be considered a guest. Secondly, I'm not being rude. I'm more concerned about whether the task I asked you to handle has been completed. You know, the Fatui focus more on efficiency.

Finally, I don’t like to hear you say “having fun”, so don’t say it next time.” Safir didn’t give Babel any face and responded directly.

Babel remained expressionless, but she was probably cursing in her heart.

Fortunately, only Tadla and Gabriel were present, so such blatant sarcasm would not be heard by others, and she, as the mistress, still had some face.

Taking a deep breath and calming herself down, Barber pretended to be hurt and said, "You are being biased. I don't quite understand what you mean. Maybe this is a misunderstanding of me."

"Misunderstanding?" Saphir casually threw the materials he got from Marcela to Tadella, and then said with a fake smile, "What misunderstanding? I chose to cooperate with you not because of your character.

You are valuable, so we can naturally cooperate, but this does not prevent me from despising your behavior... slut. "

"..." Babel almost couldn't hold it in anymore, these words almost made it clear that he was calling her a piece of shit, but she didn't dare to get angry, after all, the other party was the second in command of the Fatui, who was said to be on par with gods.

Saphir narrowed his eyes and smiled, looking at Babel's gradually flushed face as if he was appreciating a work of art: "Why, you can do it yourself, but you don't want people to say it?"

"...No, just say what you want to say." Babel suppressed her anger and looked extremely obedient, but her clenched fists showed that she was in a very bad mood.

From the moment Saphir brought Gabriel into the camp, Babel knew that this person would not have a good chat with her.

There was hatred in her eyes when she looked at Gabriel. Obviously, only Gabriel would reveal such a thing, otherwise there was no reason for Saphir to know such private information.

Babel was indeed quite open-minded, even dissolute. This was the case when Gabriel was still here. Later, Gabriel was hunted down because of internal struggles, and Babel successfully became the mistress. Her work style problems became even more serious.

For example, Asarig, a talent she values ​​and who signed the treaty of cooperation with the Fatui, is her henchman.

In this camp, more than one person had seen her coming out of Asarig's tent, but due to her status as the mistress, no one dared to mention it.

Feeling Babel's gaze, Gabriel frowned slightly but said nothing. In his opinion, Babel was a bitch, they were not of the same kind, so let her hate him, he didn't care.

But he was a little curious about how Safire knew about this, since he had never told anyone about it.

Looking at the forbearing Babel, Saphir felt bored and waved her hand casually: "Just do your own thing." After that, she looked at Tadella, "See? Marcela has completely given you to me. From now on, you don't have to go back."

Tadella held the materials in her hands with trembling hands, tears falling one by one. She felt very complicated. In fact, since she was born, she rarely shed tears after experiencing the initial despair.

Today, she cried twice. The first time was because she was suppressed by Saphir to the point of despair, and tears came out unconsciously. This time, she didn't know why.

All kinds of emotions kept surging in my heart, like fear, relief, a hint of joy, and of course more of confusion.

She was a falcon from the Tanit tribe, and was sent to the hands of a stranger. She didn't know what was waiting for her.

She knew that her life and death were in the hands of this seemingly kind but harshly spoken girl. And this woman had just opened her mouth and asked her to kill her father, which showed that she was definitely not a good person.

Will the future be good under her control?

Saphir didn't know and didn't care about what Tadella was thinking.

In her opinion, even among the falcons, Tadella was not that strong, and when it came to their life experiences, every falcon had a tragic life experience.

She accepted Tadella only because Marcela sent the girl to her.

She was not a saint enough to save all the children with tragic lives. It was impossible to save them all. Even if she wanted to save them, it should be done by Arlecchino and her Hearth House, not her turn.

And Tadella...well, she's lucky.

Babel stood aside, not knowing whether to leave or not. She couldn't understand Safire's actions. In her opinion, Safire was cold-hearted, vicious-tongued, eccentric, moody and an absolute pervert.

But such a person would actually be willing to ask for an identity for a falcon that came to assassinate her?

Just to... allow the other party to follow her with a legitimate reason?

She didn't even want Tadella to bear the reputation of a "traitor".

If Saphir didn't look completely female, Barbie would even think that she had fallen in love with this little girl.

But... considering the other party's overly flat mind... Babel had a strange thought, could this man be a crossdresser?

"What are you standing there for?" Saphir's sudden words awakened Babel, who was daydreaming. "Go to work!"

"Work...work?" Barbelle was stunned. What work?

She really wanted to ask this, but when Saphir glared at her, she immediately closed her lips and left quickly.

Gabriel followed her out.

Babel noticed the person following her, but she didn't pay any attention to him. She walked aimlessly for a while until she was far away from where Saphir was. Then she stopped and turned around and asked with an unhappy look on her face, "Why are you following me?"

"To urge you to work." Gabriel said concisely.

It's time to work again!

Babel was so angry that she almost laughed. She had no idea what else she was going to do. She didn't dare to get angry with Saphir, but it was different with Gabriel. Just when she was about to lose her temper, Gabriel spoke.

"Lady Saphir wants Tadella to leave with her without any worries. Do you know how to do it?" Gabriel woke the dreamer up with a word.

Babel understood. Then, a hint of viciousness flashed in her eyes: "Just like that?"

"It would be great if there was some proof." Gabriel said this and left.

Next, he and Safir were going to leave, and what happened in the camp would have nothing to do with them.

Babel made up her mind and watched Gabriel leave. She really didn't like Saphir because this girl knew too much and didn't give her face.

It was the first time that someone called her a slut to her face. No one had ever dared to talk to her like that before.

But she didn't dare to get angry because she was afraid, so she had to find someone to vent her anger on, and coincidentally, this person appeared.

Saphir has actually been waiting for news here.

She had already sent a message to Zoya before she came to the Tanit tribe. Now Zoya's team has entered the ruins of Gul City, but she has not received a reply yet.

This is also the reason why Saphir rushed here in a hurry.

It doesn't make sense that there is still no news from Zoya and the others when Die Anara is here.

There was no news from Zoya yet, but Babel sent someone to ask Saphir and Gabriel to go to the crocodile pool to watch the ceremony.

"Watching the ceremony?" Saphir was a little confused. "What's the point of this?"

However, she still took Gabriel and Tadla to the bottom of the camp, where crocodiles were raised.

Before we even reached the scene, we could hear screams and pleas for mercy.

Hearing the voice, Tadla immediately recognized the other party's identity: "It's Medul's voice. Why is it so miserable?"

Gabriel was not surprised at all. "Why? Need I tell you? He offended Lord Saphir, and now he has only himself to blame."

Saphir narrowed his eyes slightly. This Babel was indeed a bit cunning.

Medul was to be executed because he had offended Saphir before, so there was nothing wrong with Babel executing him.

But it is a bit inappropriate to invite everyone to watch the ceremony in such a high-profile manner.

It was a good thing for Babel to attribute Medul's death to Saphir in front of so many people. After all, there were not many opportunities to deal with people who disobeyed him so openly.

Saphir didn't need to care about such a small matter. Even if she really killed a small person, no one would dare to say anything. But if Babel was like this...

Later, when Saphir leaves, she can use the same excuse to deal with Marcela.

In this case, even if Tadella didn't say it, she would have other thoughts in her mind. This girl is a child with rich inner activities...

Babel was confident that she could lay a mine for herself later, so she chose to do this. Saphir immediately analyzed Babel's thoughts in his heart.

Since Babel has made the move, Saphir has to take it, so she has to go to the ceremony.

Gabriel also realized the logic behind this matter. He frowned and said, "Lord Saphir... that bitch is playing tricks on you. Do you want me to deal with it?"

"Fighting and killing are so boring. Besides, even if we have to fight and kill, there has to be a reason, right? Babel is helping me vent my anger. We have to accept this kindness." Saphir said and walked straight to the crocodile pool.

A large group of people had gathered in the crocodile pool. Babel stood on a high place, looking down at the crocodiles below.

In the crocodile pool, there are a dozen crocodiles wandering around restlessly. They have been hungry for a long time and are looking forward to a feast.

Above the crocodile pool, a strong man was tied up with ropes and hung in the air. The ropes tied around him extended to a high platform, where a young-looking boy was holding a sharp knife. It seemed that he was the executioner.

Seeing the three of them coming, Babel nodded and said, "Let's start, the flag-raising ceremony."

As soon as he finished speaking, the young man on the platform raised the big knife in his hand, and ruthlessly cut the rope amid the strong man's desperate plea for mercy. The strong man lost the power to hang on and was dragged by gravity, falling straight into the smelly pool full of hungry crocodiles.

"Plop..." The strong man fell into the water, splashing a lot of water. This noise also alarmed the crocodiles.

So the hungry crocodiles pounced on him quickly, and the strong man let out the most miserable howl in his life, but it only lasted for a few seconds and then he was silent.

Crocodiles were rolling in the pool, the water was dyed red with blood, and bits of meat were floating on the surface. Many crocodiles were still fighting for the food, and it was obvious that one person was not enough.

Saphir squinted his eyes and watched the whole process. Gabriel's face did not look very good, but he was still very calm. After all, he had killed many people before. Although this was the first time he had seen such a tragic scene, it did not cause him to feel physically uncomfortable.

Tadella was in a bit of a mess. She made nausea sounds, but because of her identity and the repression she had been experiencing all along, she forced herself to hold back the urge to vomit.

Saphir turned around, patted her on the back and said, "If you want to vomit, just vomit. With me, you don't have to worry about what anyone thinks."

"I... don't have to..." Tadella wanted to show off, but as soon as she opened her mouth, she couldn't suppress the urge to vomit, and ran to the side and vomited.

Saphir sighed helplessly, still patting her back gently: "It's okay, you'll get used to it after vomiting."

Tadella shook her head palely. How could she get used to such a thing?

Babel spoke up: "I have done what you asked. I will give you a sacrifice."

"Hmm..." Saphir looked at the pale Tadella and said after a moment's silence, "There's no need to make such a big fuss. You scared my little maid."

Tadella, who was called the little maid, trembled a little, but still said nothing.

Tadella didn't think it was good news that everyone's attention was shifted to her at this time.

"It's useless!" Marcela in the lower position cursed inwardly with a bit of disappointment. As a falcon, he actually became so embarrassed because of such a thing. He was really spoiled!

Saphir naturally heard what Marcela said. She looked up at the indifferent Barbel and said with a chuckle, "Marcela sold this child to me at a very low price. To be honest, I like her very much, so I care about her feelings and don't want her to be bullied."

"Okay, I understand." A gleam of brilliance flashed in Babel's eyes. Saphir had given her a perfect excuse. All she had to do next was wait for her to leave the Tanit tribe, and then use this as an excuse to take action against Marcela...

Finally, send a cannon fodder to deliver Marcela's head to her...

Although Tadella couldn't cause any trouble to Saphir, it was enough to make her a little unhappy.

Babel thought so in her heart.

In her opinion, Safire had to be reasonable no matter what, and as long as she didn't confront him head-on, the other party had no reason to attack her.

Let her call me a slut, this is revenge!

Babel could almost imagine Tadella raising her weapon against Saphir because of her father's death, and then being killed.

Marcela deserves to die, his daughter deserves to die too, she can’t kill Saphir, she can only disgust him, and Gabriel... humph, he’s lucky!

Babel gritted her teeth secretly, and her eyes beneath the red silk did not hide the murderous intent at all.

She thought she had hidden it well, but everything was seen by Saphir. She curled her lips and smiled softly, picked up the fainted Tadella, and said, "Madam Babel is a good person, but... don't kill too many people... you will be punished easily."

"This statement from the executive officer is not very convincing." Babel was in a good mood and did not care about Saphir's sarcastic words. She retorted.

Unexpectedly, Safir just nodded, looking very agreeable: "Well, so, I got my comeuppance, but I can handle it. I hope you can handle it too. Don't let me down."

As soon as she finished speaking, a communication request came from the cave gate in her arms.

Saphir took it out directly and answered the call.

The communication request was initiated by Die Anara: "Lord Saphir, we found the bottle as you requested."

"Lilupal? Where are you? I'll bring people to find you." Saphir was a little surprised. He didn't expect these little guys to be so capable.

Die Anara's tone was a little strange: "Um... Zoya said she would personally lead the way for you, but that bottle said she would follow you no matter what, so they should go to the camp of the Tanit tribe together."

"Lilupal? Following Zoya? Does this make sense?" Saphir was a little confused.

"No, it just insisted on looking for you, and I don't know why." Die Anara explained.

Saphir blinked and replied after a few seconds: "Okay, I got it. I'll wait for her here. You guys stay where you are."