Assassination career from full level

"How about we just open a portal under the Tower of Tears and send the entire Tower of Tears to the bottom of the Endless Sea? Anyway, the so-called assassination means that this person will never appear in this world again, right?" Putting it on the bottom of the sea is not the same.”

At the breakfast table, Ingram added this sentence after reporting the conclusion he reached last night.

"This is indeed a good idea, so how long will it take you to draw such a large teleportation circle?" Jill asked.

"long time……"

"What about the time from launch to completion?"

"10 minutes, although it is not impossible to compress it, but the Tower of Tears is a bit big..."

"Do you think that no one will stop you when you are drawing and activating the magic circle? Let's forget about that time ten years ago, but this is a magic academy. I have no confidence in hundreds of thousands of people going to school together. Can completely protect you for so long."

"Goo..." Ingram lowered his head and looked at Jill cautiously: "Then what can Jill do?"

"It's very simple, just mix in."

"However, if it's not the person Anvent wants you to come in, you won't be able to get in no matter what."

"Then just pretend to be someone Anvent has to meet and sneak in."

"Someone I have to meet? Who? Katerina? Elaine?"

"None of them. Playing someone who is too close is not easy to deceive, and it is easy to be exposed."

"But apart from relatives, who else has to see?"

"Yes, such as your father, the Pope."

"Hey?" Ingram looked at Jill in surprise: "The Pope...?"

Although Jill was a little puzzled why Ingram didn't call the Pope his father, he went on to say: "Yes, Anvent can see anyone, but definitely not the Pope-in ​​fact, no one will refuse to meet the Pope unless he No pants at this time—on the other hand, although Anvent has negotiated and reached a consensus with the previous Popes, he is not familiar with the current Pope, right?"

"It seems so." Ingram thought for a while and said.

"It seems...that's your father." Jill smiled wryly.

"Ingram is no longer the Pope's son. Ingram doesn't want the Pope to be my father." Ingram shook the spoon in his hand: "The Pope is not good to Ingram, so Ingram doesn't want the Pope anymore."

"Father is not something that you don't want if you don't want it."

"Father just said that if you don't want it, you can just don't want it..." Ingram snorted twice, and Jill acted like a child with a temper tantrum, or maybe the Pope really hated Ingram, after all, his personal guards came after him Kill Ingram—after all, no matter how innocent the child in front of him looked, he was already a murderer with blood on his hands.

Thinking of this, Jill couldn't help sighing with his hands on his forehead. He remembered that he had been mentally prepared for joining the Zion Society for two years, but his hands were still shaking when he really killed someone, but Ingram acted like a normal person no matter how he looked at it.

"So what's Jill going to do?" Ingram asked.

"It's up to you," Jill said.

"rely on me?"

"Ten years ago, before I went to the basement to find you, I met your father, the Pope, so the moment I saw you, I thought of this method... because you may not have noticed, but you and the Pope really look alike."

"Does Jill want me to pretend to be the Pope? Yeah... that's why Jill took me on the road?"

"Huh?" Jill was stunned for a moment. Although he felt a little lost in Ingram's tone, he couldn't refute it for a while, because he did bring Ingram with him for this reason. If it wasn't because he saw Ingram Graham grew up with a face similar to the Pope. Although he would be surprised that Ingram was still alive, he would definitely not take Ingram on the road.

——Although I said that, since what I was going to do was close to death, I still abducted other people's children and left. From this point of view, it would be better to throw the child to Shire, than to follow him. good.

"Jill, is that so?" Ingram asked aloud.

Jill is not a person who knows how to lie, but when he watched Ingram lower his eyelashes, he couldn't help feeling a little guilty. He couldn't bear to deceive the child in front of him for such a selfish reason: "Although it is so That's right...are you angry?"

"No, I know, if it's useless, Jill will definitely not go with me," Ingram said, looking at his swinging feet under the table, "So Ingram wants to be more useful."

It's not that Jill can't understand Ingram's thoughts. Although people with no use value will definitely be abandoned, anyone with a bit of experience will understand, but no matter what, people still hope for someone who loves them unconditionally People don't care about the value of use, they just spoil themselves, which is the kind of emotion usually called love.

"Ingram is already very useful." Jill wanted to slap herself a little after she finished speaking, knowing that what Ingram in front of her wanted was the feeling of being pampered, what did she mean by saying this?Are you using Ingram to show yourself?

Although it is true.

"No, that's not what I mean, I mean... if Ingram isn't that useful..."

Halfway through the speech, Jill was already lying on the table in despair... It is easier to say this kind of thing to convey one's feelings through words. Words will be misunderstood and distorted, which can be said to be the most unreliable Spectrum communication tool.

"Jill," Ingram suddenly leaned over, eyes as blue and clear as the surface of a winter lake suddenly appeared in front of Jill, Jill stared blankly at Ingram in front of him, Ingram looked at Jill's expression, but suddenly smiled Get up: "Can Jill guarantee that she will never leave Ingram alone?"

Jill smiled wryly: "How can we guarantee forever? No one can tell what will happen in the future."

"That is... Will Jill leave Ingram?" Ingram's voice was already crying.

Six or seven-year-old children cry whenever they want to cry. I have heard of it before, but Jill finally saw it this time.

"Okay, okay, don't cry, how old are you?" Jill sighed, and wiped Ingram's tears with her thumb: "But, I promise you, as long as Ingram wants, I will try to stay with you. With you, I will always be with you as long as I can.”

"Okay, if Jill said so, I believe Jill," Ingram jumped up happily before his tears dried up: "Then let's go! Let's go! Go to the Tower of Tears!"

"What are you panicking?" Jill watched Ingram's face change like the sky, and sighed again: "You are the one who wants to play the pope, so naturally you can't lose the ostentation."

"Pomp?" Ingram looked at Jill.

"Anyway, you just wait to play the pope well."

Jill always felt that Ingram in front of him might have a dual personality.

At this time, Ingram really couldn't see the childlike movements and expressions a few minutes ago. He was wearing a white robe with red decorations, and his long silver hair was tied behind him. He stood sideways, blue Jill, who was squinting at one side like this, exuded a cold and noble aura, just like the kind of nobleman Jill had seen before, cold-blooded, ruthless, and aloof.

Jill couldn't help lowering her eyelashes slightly.

"Jill? What's the matter?" Ingram moved closer to Jill and looked at him cautiously. In an instant, he changed into a kid again, making even the noble clothes on him ridiculous. Like a child who steals an adult's clothes.

"It's nothing. By the way, can you hold on to this posture for a longer time? What if you get exposed halfway?"

Ingram curled his lips aggrieved: "I was imitating the Pope's appearance, and I'm not used to it. I have to walk with my hands behind my back. It's really annoying, and I'm not an old man."

"It's good to endure this night." Jill patted Ingram's head soothingly.

"Does Jill hate nobles?" Ingram thought.

"Don't be so sensitive, boy." Jill was not angry when she was told, but just rubbed Ingram's silver hair viciously, rubbing that soft silver hair like a chicken coop, looking at Ingram With a dumbfounded expression, Jill suddenly felt a lot better.

"Jill, when are we leaving?"

"Hurry up, I've already sent out the message, and it shouldn't be long before someone will come."

Ingram yawned. Jill looked at Ingram's chicken coop, but still couldn't hold back to take care of him. Ingram just lay down on the table obediently and let Jill take care of him. Only then Jill Only then did I feel that Ingram was a teenager, and Ingram who played the pope was too indifferent, but the person who opened his eyes and looked at him was really just a six or seven-year-old child.

Just when Jill was lying on the table looking at Ingram, Ingram suddenly opened his eyes, looking at Jill with soft eyes: "Jill..."

"Ok?"

"someone is coming."

Jill cursed secretly, jumped up, skillfully hid in the shadow of the room, and then pulled up the hood. An old man in black robes entered the door. He didn't seem to notice Jill who was hiding on the side, but directly He walked towards Ingram and saluted: "Your Majesty, Dean Anvent is waiting for you."

Ingram showed a smile, which was different from the usual slightly silly smile to Jill, but the smile of a real adult, indifferent, alienated, and polite. Jill looked at Ingram with this kind of smile, always Somewhat uncomfortable.

He hates Ingram for being like this.

"Professor Slane is so relieved, doesn't he need to test it?"

"There are very few silver-haired people surnamed Engel in this world. Judging by the sophistication of the array around them, if the people living in the room were not His Majesty the Pope, I would be even more surprised." The black-robed old man laughed. speak.

Defensive circle?Jill on the side was stunned for a moment, he really didn't find out, and he didn't even know when Ingram drew it.

"Then let's go," Ingram stretched out his hand, and a staff inlaid with red orbs appeared in his hand. Ingram stood up abruptly and said, "Let's go, about Ingram's matter, I and I It's time for Anvent to have a good talk."