Quadruple split

"Instead of apologizing."

Yuchen looked at Blake's small face full of guilt. He did not show any obvious emotions such as anger, sadness, or resentment. He just said calmly: "What I want to know more is why that 'minority' is so despicable." The behavior was not stopped before it happened.”

Blake leaned back in his chair in frustration and sighed: "Until the time is right, that is, before it becomes the majority, the exact members of the minority have always been a mystery. This somewhat unreasonable rule has been the tradition of the church since ancient times, so Although I have been conducting investigations secretly, the progress has been very slow, and every time I can only get a few clues when the final result is complete."

Yuchen nodded slightly, took a sip of the juice in front of him, lowered his eyes hesitantly and said, "That is to say."

"That's right. It wasn't until after it happened that I confirmed that the person who was specifically responsible for this matter was Warren Culleni."

Black clenched his fists and said angrily: "It was originally to prevent similar accidents. The Godfather, er, I mean His Majesty the Pope, strongly recommended Knight Commander Jeff Harrington to join the crusade and serve as its leader. Maybe you I also know that he just completed an extremely difficult battle in the Blood Feather Mesa in the north not long ago, but even so, His Majesty still recommended Knight Commander Harrington in the previous meeting, and even provoked some people for this. The unpleasant misunderstanding is because he is trustworthy."

Yuchen blinked, cut a small piece of cake and put it into his mouth. After eating it carefully, he smiled and said: "I have heard about that battle. Black, you should have played a very important role, Sister Saint. You’ve told me so many times.”

"Your Highness Xia Lian is flattering you. In fact, it's just Knight Commander Harrington deliberately giving the credit to me, a little brat. The nature is actually similar to the reason why you were sent to Misha County."

Blake, who had just deliberately not mentioned his achievements, also laughed, slightly relieved the overly low and depressing atmosphere around him, and spread his hands and said: "But the difference between the two is that Sister Wangyu, you really saved the life with your own hands. Tens of thousands of people have brought them the blessings of the goddess, and I just followed Knight Commander Harrington as a good baby. Although I also made some insignificant help, there is obviously nothing you can do with Sister Wangyu. After all, between killing and saving, the realm of the latter is much higher than the former."

"You are exaggerating."

Yu Chen shook his head reservedly and chuckled: "It's all the credit of Hei Fan. Both me and Sister Xia Lian just carried out the plan he specified. I was always disobedient and made him worry. "

After hearing the word 'Black Vatican', Blake's expression suddenly darkened, and he was silent for a while before continuing with the previous topic: "Mr. Jeff Harrington has always been the mainstay of our moderate faction. The first impression was a bit harsh, but he is actually a very kind and gentle person, and the reason why His Majesty recommended him was to nip it in the bud. As a result, none of us expected that the chief priest of the Second Legion, Warrens Golden Crown, He actually did it without telling Mr. Harrington."

"So, you came to me to apologize?"

Yuchen looked at Blake's clear and painful black eyes and blinked.

"That's right. In fact, I have wanted to apologize to Sister Wangyu since the day I received the report."

Blake nodded frankly and said apologetically: "It's just that Sister Wangyu, you seem to be in the Battle Sisters most of the time these days. I am also a boy. I am really embarrassed to go there. I... always think, If I had been more careful, maybe that wouldn't have happened."

Yuchen shook his head: "Hei Fan won't mind."

Black's face became even more guilty, and he said with a flushed face: "When I go back, I will go to His Majesty the Pope and ask him to immediately recall Priest Warrens to the Capital of Light, and propose that Captain Green of your sect take over the second battle group. As the person in charge, we will then convene an elite team to go to Sumir to search for the Black Van Priest, no matter what."

"No."

However, Yuchen interrupted him gently and smiled quietly: "From a personal point of view, I support the proposal to recall the chief priest Warrens to the Capital of Light. As for Mr. Green's arrangement, I don't know much about it. It’s okay if everyone thinks it’s appropriate, but there’s no need to worry about summoning elites to find Hei Fan.”

"but."

"Hei Fan is still alive."

"Even so, huh?"

The young man's eyes widened in surprise, and he stared at Yuchen for a while before asking in great shock: "What did you say? Pastor Hei Fan is still alive?"

Yuchen smiled and nodded: "Well, he is still alive."

"Really?"

Blake breathed a long sigh of relief, knocked on the table subconsciously, and murmured: "My lord, it would be great if it was true."

"it is true."

Yuchen poked a snack that looked and tasted a lot like an onion ring, and affirmed in a very firm tone: "Hei Fan is fine. Although he did encounter some dangers, he is safe now."

Seeing that Yuchen was so sure, the young man's tense body immediately relaxed, and then he shouted at the top of the stairs at the top of his lungs: "Uncle Kamel!"

"The onion rings are gone!"

A strong voice came from downstairs.

"Give me two more cakes, I'm starving!"

Blake shouted loudly, then turned to Yuchen and winked playfully: "I suddenly became hungry after relaxing. My appetite has not been great in the past two days."

two seconds later

‘Tell him thank you Ang~’

A message popped out from the corner of Yuchen's field of vision.

"Hei Fan will thank you."

Yuchen smiled at Blake and said half-jokingly: "You should eat more at your age."

Blake nodded without any shame, his mouth was full of cake, and he puffed out his cheeks and said, "Yeah, I think so too. Sister Wangyu, you should eat more."

‘Hey, I’m going to have breakfast first. It feels so strange to eat dinner and breakfast at the same time within two hours. It’s great that you won’t gain weight if you eat sweets in the game O(∩_∩)O! ’

While Yuchen was replying to someone's message, she picked up a knife and fork and attacked the really delicious cake in front of her. The usual sweet and waxy expression returned to her face, and then...

‘But eating sweets in the game may make the characters in the game fat. ’

A message flashed out quickly.

Squeak! ! !

A series of harsh collisions erupted between the knife in Yuchen's hand and the plate.

Blake, who was enjoying the cake, choked at that time.

at the same time

The main peak of the Holy Mountain Sumir, the side hall of the Enlightenment Temple, and the room of Hei Fan

Mo Tan, who had been sitting motionless at the table since half an hour ago, laughed silly as he looked at the table-lifting emoticon that was flooding the screen.

After a few seconds, he suppressed his smile, stood up and began to pace around the table.

"That boy is only thirteen years old. That boy is only thirteen years old. That boy is only thirteen years old."

He kept chanting as if he was possessed. While chanting, he tugged on his hair, which he didn’t have to worry about falling out in the virtual world, and muttered as if in a self-hypnotic manner: "The Holy Son of the Sun Sect is just a child. He is just a child." He is a perfect match for Yuchen in the game. He is an NPC. He is an NPC."

After thinking about it for a long time, the man who seemed to be obsessed finally stopped and sat back in front of the table. He rubbed his dizzy forehead and forced himself to focus away from the fact that there was a live male. He moved away from the matter of "eating alone with Yuchen" and turned his attention back to the map in front of him, which he hadn't looked at at all since he went online.

It was still the topographic map of the holy mountain Sumir that was almost destroyed by him.

"If that brat of the Sun Sect, His Royal Highness the Little Holy Son, is telling the truth, then the current situation is somewhat intriguing."

Mo Tan examined the terrain map laid out on the table, looked at the three distinct groups of chess pieces on it, narrowed his eyes and murmured: "Well, I seemed to think too highly of myself before."

The next second, two brief knocks on the door rang, and Yi Zuo's gentle and melodious voice came from outside: "Senior, are you awake?"

"Well, I've been awake for a while."

Mo Tan stared at the terrain map intently and said without raising his head: "Come in."

"excuse me."

The beautiful half-dragon schoolgirl opened the door respectfully and walked in. She was wearing the high-level paladin armor that seemed to never be replaced. She was holding a bag of freshly baked bread in her hand and walked up to Mo Tan. A knightly salute: "It's time to have breakfast, senior."

Mo Tan was stunned for a moment, then looked back at Yi Zhao stiffly, and after a while of reaction, he nodded: "Have you eaten?"

"Not yet, senior. I just came back from morning exercise."

Yi Zhao placed the bag on the chair next to Mo Tan, took out a loaf of bread and carefully wrapped it in white tissue paper before handing it to the latter. He smiled and said, "If you don't mind, senior, let's eat together."

Although Mo Tan was still reviewing his despicable behavior of asking a female knight to bring bread for him to eat (which she didn't) while worrying about Yu Chen eating with a certain thirteen-year-old boy, he still couldn't say 'no' now. , so I had to smile and nodded: "Of course I don't mind."

So Yi Zuo sat down opposite Mo Tan in a polite manner, picked up a loaf of bread and ate it like a lady, while Mo Tan gnawed on the bread like chewing wax, and followed the instructions given to him by Huo Yanyang before. The content of the message changed the chess pieces on the map, and the atmosphere was quite awkward for a time.

Of course, the only one who felt embarrassed was Mo Tan himself. Yi Zhao just ate bread across the table very naturally. He was a little reserved, but he didn't feel uncomfortable at all.

In the final analysis, it was because Mo Tan had something in his heart, but this was not because he had any ill thoughts about Yi Zhao, but because he had just drank a jar of vinegar because Yu Chen was having dinner with a certain thirteen-year-old lady. As a result, he turned away like a beautiful girl of similar age sitting at a table eating bread.

Even though he had no idea about the female knight in front of him, Mo Tan, who had only the skin of an ordinary person at this moment, was still a little embarrassed and felt very ashamed.

Fortunately, the female knight, who didn't feel anything was wrong, ate very quickly. Although she ate in small bites, she had the energy of a hamster to eat, and she finished her portion of bread in just two minutes. , and got rid of the remaining bread after Mo Tan said he was full.

"Take a rest for a while, senior."

While Yi Zuo was clumsily making black tea, she turned around and smiled at Mo Tan, who was fiddling with the alchemy chess pieces: "Didn't you already maintain the situation?"

Mo Tan casually put a white chess piece back into the box on the corner of the table, and shook his head with a wry smile: "I'm not that capable of maintaining the situation. Those cultists settled down entirely out of their own will. Yes, although the noose around Sumir's neck has been temporarily loosened, this is definitely not good news."

"But you also have corresponding preparations and plans, don't you?"

Yi Zuo brought a cup of half-cooked black tea to Mo Tan, looking very calm.

"It's just a matter of doing our best. This level of preparation is far from enough."

Mo Tan shrugged, took a sip of tea, and said with a smile: "However, there is indeed a lot of 'support' gathered from Sumir during this period, far exceeding Huo Yanyang and I's expectations. If we continue at this frequency, If it lasts for ten days and a half, it might really be possible to form a considerable advantage."

Yi Zuo pursed his lips and smiled: "Many people seem to be here specifically for you, senior. The people who wanted to see you in the past two days could almost line up from the Enlightenment Temple to the mountainside. Therefore, senior, between you and His Highness Wangyu, Mr. Huo Yanyang’s world should also be famous, right?”

Although it was a question, Yi Zhao's tone was extremely determined. Even though he already knew the identities of Mo Tan and Yu Chen as outsiders, his respect for the two people did not diminish at all.

"I have answered this question for you several times."

Mo Tan sighed helplessly, waved his hands and said: "Both I and Wang Yu are just ordinary people in another world, especially me, who is completely unknown and cannot be recognized by my neighbors. Where does the fame come from?”

The female knight flattened her mouth with a look of disbelief: "But most of the support warriors who came recently are from other worlds like our seniors and His Highness. Many of them admire you, and many of them say that they want to Giving birth to a monkey for you, well, so what does giving birth to a monkey mean?”

"It's a joke."

Because there were both men and women clamoring to give birth to monkeys, Mo Tan did not give a specific explanation. He just walked over vaguely, then lazily rubbed the back of his neck. He was about to say something, but Suddenly I heard a system prompt. "

Alert sound for new messages.

Mo Tan opened the friend bar almost at the speed of light, only to find that the person talking to him was not the designated person, but an ID that looked familiar, but only familiar.

Goshawk - Neutral Evil: 'Big Brother Black Van! I'm in Sumir! I made a big discovery! ’

Mo Tan frowned and thought for a long time, and finally replied: 'You are? ’

‘Boss Hei Fan, I am Goshawk! ’

'Uh, sorry, I'm not asking you for your game ID, you can see it in the friends column'

'oh oh! Heifan boss, I am Shi Shangfei! ’

‘.Actually, what I asked was not your real name. ’

'.I think so too. ’

‘Well, my condolences. ’

‘Thank you, boss (T A T)’

Chapter 682: End