It Won't Hurt to Scrape Again when It's All over to Terra.

She turned her attention to Michael, Raphael, and the mourner who were last placed.

It's a pity, everyone standing in the temple is more or less "dirty". In terms of Dayan or Dongguo, these people are all karma-ridden, and they have moved more or less crookedly. brains.

But the ones from Rutland are different, especially the blond Sakota, who is very clean, and the other with a cape and a layer of gray, but Enya can see that The layer of gray is only on the surface, and the inside is comparable to the blond Sakota.

It should be easy to break free, why not?

As for the male Sakota... He has a strange halo, and he can't see the color, only the halo flashes. This is the first time I've seen this, and Enya is a little curious.

She also knew the identities of these people, but she knew it from the terminal sent by her brother. The elders of Manzhuyuan didn't tell her that there were three more people who came to the holy mountain until a few hours ago.

If he hadn't met them, he wouldn't even have been told of his existence. Enya could only shake her head secretly. What about her high status? She had no real power and could only be emptied. Temple.

It has not been a day or two for those in power to try to encroach on divine power, but they will never know why, no matter how they cultivated, the saintess who were manipulated and sent to the holy mountain would eventually cut off their relationship with them.

Maybe it was because she had been looking at them for too long. When Enya saw the blond Sakota greet her, she quickly smiled and nodded in return, and then she started to host the same as last year. sacrificial ceremony.

……

The worship lasts from morning to night.

It can be seen that after leaving Rutland, he is really used to freedom. Raphael has begun to feel a little overwhelmed by this kind of activity. After all, it is too serious. If it is Rutland, it is okay to say, but here is Sherag.

The most important thing is to sneak out the personal terminal and want to kill time, and then a slender hand stretched out and grabbed Raphael's personal terminal with an unquestionable force. When he looked up, he saw Michael staring round. Meimei stared at her, her demeanor a bit like the most serious nun when Raphael was in school.

Then she suddenly got a little cowardly and let go.

Okay, you are the supervisor, you are the best.

"You must always pay attention to your words and deeds, and the following will not be an example."

Finally, when the garbage time was over, Michael returned the personal terminal to Raphael and warned her at the same time.

"It's really boring... We are here as pagans, thanks to you two being able to listen seriously."

"Even if it's what you said, yes, no, yes!" The golden eyes staring at Raphael narrowed dangerously: "Still..."

"Just leave me alone..."

It sounds very tempting for a beautiful girl to teach you something, but unfortunately for Raphael, the attraction is directly reduced by 99%. After all, she is also a beautiful girl... Well, it is a little out of date, but I can barely say that it is a girl problem. Considered big.

"Several Rutland lords, the Holy Maiden wants to interview you."

A female Felin priest interrupted their interaction.

Oh... it's finally here.

The two looked at each other, then greeted the mourner who had been silent since the beginning, and followed in the footsteps of the priest.

It is not clear how much Selage spent to build such a large-scale temple here. At least you can see from this reception room that Selage has really not treated the Saintess badly in terms of material.

Jingle~

After the Sakotas entered the room and the priest exited and closed the door, the Holy Maiden didn't say anything but shook the holy bell, and the light spread out with the crisp bell until it spread throughout the room.

"Phew... it doesn't matter." The saint relaxed her body and breathed a sigh of relief: "You can just find a place to sit, and let me... rest for a while."

After putting on the air all day, this day of the year is the most difficult day, especially now, when it comes to this time, I usually fish in the prayer room.

A few of them were pulled as an excuse to fish—Raphael saw the truth.

Because the few people in front of her were on the same front in a sense, Enya didn't hide it, so she hugged her tail happily and relaxed herself.

"Your Excellency the Holy Lady... It's not the same as the rumors outside."

In fact, he is not as sophisticated as Raphael, and Michael, who doesn't know how to start, can only squeeze out such a sentence after thinking about it.

"Of course it's me who is rumored outside. I show it to others. The saint also wants to save face. What I see is not necessarily true. The outside world is still saying that I have broken with my brother. Do you think it is true?"

--- Author's Word---

A group of aunties are playing mahjong until 5 o'clock in the mahjong room. I am stupid. The pictures are all on the desktop. I can't get out now, so I have to stop posting them

Today, I flew for a day in Aurora Island and took a lot of photos. w

Section 550 052. What is your mission? !

The relationship between Yin Hui and his sister?

This melon has been told by Yinhui, and Michael said in an uncertain tone: "It should be fake, right?"

"No, it's true." In the end, Enya shook her head and said, "He will be a good leader for me, but he is no longer a good brother. He nodded and I became a saint, and wanted me to forgive me. For him, wait at least ten years!"

"Ah ha ha……"

But Enya then changed the conversation: "But I am also the daughter of Shiva Ash's family, and I will not be used by outsiders because of these family affairs."

At this time, Raphael asked: "But I saw your family's collection of books, and it said that 'The Holy Maiden will not interfere with Sherag'."

"You can take off your cloak, it doesn't matter here." The display suggested that Raphael relax, and Enya then explained: "In general, yes, the Saintess of Karaan is not the Saintess of Sherag. , it's just that they don't know, but this time it's different - helping you is what the gods mean."

"Actually, you asked to help that Mr. Mo, right?" Michael interrupted suddenly.

"Yes," Enya nodded and said simply: "You guys are the same, I knew it from the first time I saw you."

One advantage of chatting with insiders is that there is no need to explain so much. Both parties know exactly what they want to do. Michael nodded and admitted it. Although this part is actually the responsibility of the mourner, she all came along. The Pope will certainly not hide it from her.

"Actually, this visit is mainly for one thing."

After chatting for a while, Michael looked serious and said seriously.

"I know, I know—the seal, right? I read it every day, no problem."

For this topic, even Enya sat up straight before answering, this is no trivial matter, and it is her responsibility, but her expression became a little lighter in an instant: "And soon this will no longer be the case. That's the problem."

"Huh? What does that mean?"

"Why do you think I did everything possible to invite Mr. Mo to Kjerag as a guest?"

"Are you going to—?"

"That's what the gods mean~"

……

The Sarkaz mercenary group suffered heavy losses.

The moment Musk opened his eyes, he could feel the gloomy atmosphere around him.

Morale was very low.

After all, half of the people were there, and the only three people who came back were seriously injured, so I felt that the future of this mission was slim.

"It hurts..."

I tried to move my body, but the whole body still seemed to be falling apart and it was unbearably uncomfortable.

This wave is really in place, Musk thought.

Sword marks and bullet holes all over his body, his handsome face beyond recognition, he was also hit with a delayed healing potion to delay the body's self-healing ability, and finally was thrown hundreds of meters by the shield and fell precisely in front of the sin pardoner...

It's not that everyone is cruel to him, but the idea itself was thought up by Musk himself. Ye Lina was scared by Musk, thinking that he was actually a shaker.

After all, if you don't do this, you can't fool the past.

He made himself so miserable that he even fell to the ground with blood all the way, and finally, just when the pardoner brought him, his wounds began to heal quickly - part of the reason for Raphael's potion.

Ordinary can protect yourself, and proper display can make you achieve your goals faster.

Being a good [-] is also a skill.

"You recovered quickly."

A voice suddenly came from behind Musk, and he was so frightened that he supported his hands and then his legs instantly pulled away in the opposite direction of the voice.

hiss--!

One fell to the ground without standing, and the pain all over his body made Musk take a breath.

"Don't be afraid, but I picked you up. If you were to die, you would already be dead."

After returning to the hospital bed, Musk pretended to be puzzled and asked, "Uh, are you... the 'war overseer' that everyone calls it?"

You know, but pretend you don't know.

"You don't know anything and you want to cover my evacuation?"

"You brought the leader, anyway, when I was under siege, they helped me relieve the siege, and it's just a tat."

Oh?Oh, interesting.

"Your complexion is much better now than it was just now, and your self-healing ability is very strong."

Have it?Musk touched his cheek, but he didn't feel much, but the feeling of weakness in his body was much less.

"Probably because of racial talent." In fact, half of it was thanks to Raphael's injection, which directly gave him a period of time to strengthen his self-healing ability, and the effect was very strong.

"Race?"

"I, Gorefiend, fight... No, I mean I'm actually a mixed blood of Gorefiend." After a light cough, he explained: "About a quarter, not much, but it is very convenient to strengthen physical fitness. ."

"Gorefiend... No wonder." The sin pardoner nodded, the former sect would also hunt down blood demons who were deeply thirsty for blood, the kind of tough, intractable samurai who would not be exhausted as long as they had blood. The pardoners were impressed by Katz, and Musk’s explanation was justified.

"You can rest here for the time being. In any case, without you, it's basically impossible for us to break through. It's a miracle that you can survive under that group of people."

"I have a knack for pretending to be dead. Those people are not serious mercenaries. Their experience is so bad that they can't even make up a knife. They threw me out when I was out of breath."

"yes……"

Although the sin pardoner now also supervises the various mercenary groups on behalf of the regent, he is only concerned about whether these people have completed their tasks well. For the time being, let Musk say the truth.

"That, my lord..." Seeing that the chat was almost over, Musk swallowed nervously and asked, "Our mission..."

"My duty is to supervise your completion of the task, and I am not responsible for this part - but now your leader is seriously injured, and I will take over the command."

Speaking of the previous actions, the pardoner's voice became obviously cold. The words he said were statements, not suggestions but announcements. There are also many Sarkaz mercenaries around where Musk is lying now, and no one of them is there. Speaking out, it seems that the team has been integrated by the sin pardoner.

Musk asked tentatively, "So are we sorting out the team and reorganizing the offense?"

"Of course you must continue to complete the task," the sin pardoner nodded and said, "but what you want to accomplish is not the task that Estein gave you, but the task that His Royal Highness the Regent gave you, don't forget that we are here. the goal of."

Musk nodded after listening, and then cursed in his heart.