Life As Aozaki Orange

"Chairman Narubalek, His Majesty the Pope hopes that you will not participate in this civil unrest of the dead."

He conveyed the order in a trembling voice.

"Not participating?"

Narubalek showed a bloodthirsty smile: "The scale of the infighting of the Dead Apostles this time is not small. In order to ensure the safety of the people, how can I not go there in person? If you can take the opportunity to kill a few ancestors of the Dead Apostles, then But . . . a great thing."

She really wanted to kill the ancestor of the dead apostles, but the purpose was not to protect the safety of the people, but to satisfy her desire to kill.

"..."

The young priest's face was more sweaty, and his glasses were wet and became a little hazy. His subordinates clenched tightly and explained:

"In this civil strife of the Dead Apostles, we hope that they can kill each other as much as possible. If the Dead Apostles can escalate the conflict to an irreconcilable level, they will be able to consume their strength more effectively. If we join rashly, it may cause them to fear each other and restrain each other. , thus bringing the Civil War of the Dead Apostles to a cessation."

"And what we need to do is to try our best to protect the safety of the people around us, and prevent the dead from infecting humans to increase our troops."

"..."

Narubalek squinted his eyes, the cold killing intent was like a blade, the temperature of the air seemed to drop by more than ten degrees, and the breath of death began to linger in this dark room.

On the opposite side, the young priest felt the killing intent of this death, his heart thumped like a drum, and his teeth began to tremble unconsciously.

Before he came, he had heard rumors that... the burial agency is an agency composed of a group of lunatics and perverts. For this agency, faith is not necessary, and strength is the most important element.

The most dangerous of them is Narubalek, the leader of the burial agency.

However, it is worth mentioning that each generation of the leader of the Burial Organization is called Narubalek. This does not mean that they are one person, but that every generation who becomes the leader of the Burial Organization is called Narubalek.

And these bureau chiefs who inherited the name of Narubalek are, without exception, mentally abnormal.

Originally, he didn't quite believe it, but now he doesn't believe it even more, because this is a bit perverted, this is a very perverted, anti-human **** scum.

Can these guys really be bathed in the glory of the Lord?

"are these all?"

Narubalek put away his killing intent, bent down to pick up the hammer, and shook off the blood stained on the hammer. The flung blood splashed onto the young priest's face, and his glasses were also stained with a layer of red blood.

"have!"

Resolutely, the young priest said in a hurried tone: "The righteousness of asking the people of the Burial Organization to stop the crusade against the dead is too wrong for you, so the above decided to give you a salary increase... and pay it all at once."

"...two years?"

Narubalek stopped the action that he wanted to hammer the little priest to death, and said with some doubts: "Are you sure you are giving us two years of funds? If I make a mistake, I will be very angry."

You must know that the funds for the activities of the burial agency are not cheap every year, and the members can even use the funds to buy antiques to play, one can imagine how rich this money is.

But now, suddenly paying two years of activity funds to keep them from taking action, and it is still an order issued by the Pope himself, it is worth pondering.

Shouldn't it, some high-level leaders of the Holy Church have been bought off.

"Of course, there is absolutely no mistake!"

The priest's tone was firm and urgent: "The above did explain this. I remember clearly that it was two years' salary. There is absolutely no mistake."

"That's it, then you go."

Narubalek nodded slightly in satisfaction, threw the hammer in his hand, and left the dark room, patting the young priest on the shoulder lightly as he passed by.

- click

The sound of the door being closed sounded, the young priest turned his head to look at the door, and found that the female demon's voice was never seen again, so he knelt down on the ground with his legs soft, buried his head in his arms and cried.

It's so terrifying, I feel like I've just walked through the gates of hell.

Although the woman named Narubalek did no harm to him, her heart was dismembered, leaving wounds that could no longer be healed.

Women are terrible, beautiful women are terrible, beautiful women are perverts, perverts are murderers, and they will die when they encounter murderers.

The strange logic chain is unknowingly engraved into the subconscious meaning of the priest,

Enough to keep him away from female creatures for the rest of his life

Chapter 241 The Movement of the Dead Apostles

A remote town.

I don’t know when it was quietly occupied by the Dead Apostles. As for the humans in the town, they were actually evacuated as a group long before the Dead Apostles came. The reason given by the government is that the laboratory virus leakage needs to establish an isolation zone. In the case of an infected body, the virus dies naturally in sunlight after a period of time.

As for how long this will take... It depends on how long the Civil War of the Dead Apostles will last.

"It's a little troublesome, there are more and more dead disciples."

Natalia Kaminsky stood on a tree canopy, smoking a cigarette slowly, but her expression seemed a little helpless. There are at least hundreds of dead disciples in the town, and their strength is extremely good. .

"Do I need to remove them?"

Under the tree, Emiya Kiritsugu was fiddling with the pistol, without any fear on his face, because if he wanted to make a move, it was not just him and his adoptive mother.

Behind him are hundreds of androids specializing in Einzbern combat,

There were also a dozen werewolves and some magicians who came for money.

"No hurry... Wait for the order above."

Natalia breathed out a breath of white smoke, her eyes narrowed slightly. The dead disciples in the town were a little weird. Some of the dead disciples did not maintain the appearance of humans, but were closer to monsters with bird heads.

However, from the perspective of breath, it is indeed a dead apostle.

These dead apostles with bird heads and wings are from the ancestor of a dead apostle with the title of Black Wing, named 'Granzog Brackmoya', all the human beings who are sucked by him. It will turn into this weird look.

Its strength is comparable to that of the king of the dead disciples, Bai Yigong, or it can be said to exist on the same rank.

"I can't help it, I still have a lot of things to do."

Emiya Kiritsugu took out a cigarette and lit it, staring in the direction of the town a little unhappily. If these dead apostles were not looking for trouble, he would not have been temporarily pulled to prepare for the battle. You must know that he found a rich man. The dead disciples, and they are almost ready to start, but unfortunately these dead disciples are not here at the right time.

"Hey... this old man, are you a subordinate of Aozaki Orange?"

Suddenly, a burly man came over. He was wearing a pair of sunglasses, and there was a scar on his right eye that resembled the claw marks of a beast. The body exuded a strong smell of blood and gunpowder, giving people a sense of danger as a villain.

"No...probably something like...well, sort of."

Emiya Kiritsugu instinctively wanted to deny it, but immediately thought that there was no difference, so he couldn't help but accept the matter. Frankly speaking, even if he said that he was not a subordinate of Aozaki Orange, but the creditor and the debtor No one will believe it.

Who will give a debtor the right to command the army, which obviously gives enough trust to the subordinates.

"It seems that there are very complicated reasons behind my brother."

The man wearing sunglasses shrugged slightly, and then introduced himself: "My name is Shizi Jiejieli, I'm a mercenary, a mercenary who comes to make some money."

"...I'm Emiya Kiritsugu, let's just call it a temporary battle commander."

Emiya Kiritsugu glanced at the man beside him and handed over a cigarette. Seeing this lion robbery, Jie Li was not polite, and after taking the cigarette, he planned to take out the cigarette from his pocket.

"Crack~"

On the opposite side, Emiya Kiritsugu had already lit the lighter and handed it over, with a smile on his indifferent face: "Use mine."

"Ah... Then thank you bro."

Lion Jiejie Li took a cigarette and leaned over to the flames, took a deep breath, and after the cigarette was lit, he leaned against the tree trunk and took a long breath.

The atmosphere became a little quieter at this moment.

Emiya Kiritsugu didn't talk to the man next to him. He knew that this man was definitely not here for chatting, nor for something as simple as smoking a cigarette, but for a certain purpose to approach and talk.

Soon, the man will start the conversation on his own.

Sure enough, after a while, Lion Jiejieli took the cigarette from his mouth and asked seriously, "Brother Kiritsugu... Can your boss, Aozaki Chengzi, really be able to treat any disease?"

"Probably okay... Boss Orange should be no different from the gods of the age of God now."

Emiya Kiritsugu answered truthfully: "At least I haven't seen it now. The orange boss has a disease that can't be cured. Of course, it may also be because the price is too high and the treatment is not widely available."

That's right, in his memory, it seems that Boss Orange has never failed in treatment. No matter who is willing to pay enough money, she will give a 100% response, and there will never be any sequelae.

At least, among those treated, there were no post-operative negative reviews.

"..."

Shishi Jiejie nodded slightly, took a sip of a cigarette, and then asked a little nervously, "If it's about a curse, is it also capable of curing it?"

"Not sure, but you shouldn't be able to pay the price."

Emiya Kiritsugu shook his head with a very positive tone.

He is not trying to undermine the confidence of the other party, but is simply stating the facts. A mercenary like Shizi Jiejieli who lives by licking knives is absolutely impossible to ask the orange boss to take action.

In fact, there are very few people in this world who can ask the boss of Aozaki Orange for treatment.

Otherwise, the person seeking medical treatment will be able to compress all the extra activity time of Boss Orange.

"No... In fact, it's hard for me to meet once."

Lion Jiejie shook his head with a wry smile, and said: "You may not believe it, I have tried many times to meet Cangqi Chengzi, but all of them were intercepted without exception. I don't know yet, there is someone like me."

"...Is it that difficult?"

Emiya Kiritsugu was a little surprised. In his impression, although the orange boss was very funny, his words made him feel that his stomach was twitching and hurting constantly.

But it's still very easy to see. Every time he gets some antiques and the like, he can see the orange boss to check and give some comments.

Therefore, in his impression, the orange boss is still a person who is easy to meet.

"Well...it's difficult~"

Shishi Jiejie nodded sadly. According to his investigation, Cangzaki Chengzi is a research maniac type. Originally, there is not enough time for activities. In addition, he also has some activities with his family, so he can really have leisure time. Very little time for something else.

It would be hell-level difficulty for a character like Aozaki Chengzi to come out to meet and talk in these leisure time, and he gave up after trying it a few times.

"So... you are looking for a chance to meet Boss Orange this time?"

Emiya Kiritsugu raised his eyebrows slightly, feeling that he already understood the man's intentions.

"I have this idea~"

Lion Tribulation Jieli took a breath and said with a smile: "But if I can make a big victory in this battle, I think Cangzaki Orange will also give some discounts."

"If you can do it...I'll talk to Boss Orange."

Emiya Kiritsugu glanced at the man next to him and said, "If you can kill an ancestor of a dead disciple, you will not only be able to cure your illness, but also your future life."

"Ancestor of the Dead Apostles... Then forget it."

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Chapter 242 Black Wings

Germany.

The sky gradually fell with white snow, and the boundless earth was clothed with silver.

At this moment, in the mountain forest about ten kilometers away from Einzbern, a castle was quietly built at an unknown time. The strangeness seemed to make people wonder if the castle was transferred from another place by magic.

At this moment, a black car stopped in front of the castle. A dignified and dignified man in white clothes and white hair got out of the car, followed by a shoulder-length blond girl who also got out of the car, her red eyes looked around, and her red lips lightly parted: "My sister, she's just staying here. A piece of land?"

"Yes, Heiji is indeed in this land."

Bai Yigong nodded slightly, and turned his eyes to the distant castle: "She currently lives in the Einzbern's house and stays with the third magician. It is probably a relationship between some alliances."

"Really, does she have a good relationship with the third magician?"

Eltluqi's red eyes reflected the castle in the snow in the distance, and the white fluffy coat was draped over her delicate body, which vaguely exuded a very mature charm, as if she had become another person at this moment.

"Perhaps, there is currently no information on this."

Bai Yigong shook his head slightly, his scarlet eyes with killing intent: "But what is certain is that now she has no intention of hiding, and she probably wants to kill us together."

In fact, if Eltluqi didn't recover from her injuries, she would probably choose to hide. However, seeing this unrelenting posture, she would most likely want to kill their rebels.

In this case, there is no room for him to retreat. If he wants to retreat, then he is not the king of the dead apostles. Ertuluqi will regain all power during the decline of prestige.

Then, it is to pursue and kill his traitor with all his strength.

By then he was a lost dog.

at the same time.

in Einzbern Castle.