13 Mink Street

The worship to Grandpa Huofen was actually very short, and Karen didn't say much, but it was much more than the family members.

After all, Karen didn't actually show up to talk to them. He just made breakfast, and Karen didn't talk to Diss lying on the bed.

The reason is that now is not the time to talk, at least not the atmosphere that Karen wants.

As Pu'er said, like a dream, it all stems from an uncontrollable accident.

Three hours, pinching the time, worrying about not knowing where a pair of eyes can "see" here, this is not going home, it is more like visiting a prison.

In fact, I am a mouse now, but because of Diss, this mouse has dignity.

But in other words, in front of an orthodox religion, which individual is not a mouse? Most may not even count as ants.

Therefore, the overly reserved expression is not because of insufficient love, but precisely because of too deep love, cherishing it from the bottom of my heart, and thinking of meeting and facing it with the best posture.

What Karen wanted was a cool autumn evening, when she was preparing dinner in the kitchen, her uncle and aunt were complaining about some stingy client, and Mina Lunt and the others came home from school, talking about today's anecdotes at school; After pulling the bell, everyone gathered in the restaurant with expectant smiles on their faces, looking at today's meal like opening a gift.

Even when Diss went downstairs, the stagnation of the family atmosphere, and the relief of the depression brought about by Diss saying "I'm done eating, you take your time" after eating early, all seemed so beautiful.

At this time, Pu'er heard Karen say such a sentence in a language that Alfred could understand:

"It's more timid to be close to the hometown."

Karen felt that this sentence was too apt to describe.

Pu'er couldn't help reaching out and touching Karen's face, and said slightly dissatisfied:

"I know you're venting, but would you consider taking me with you?

You have only lived here for how long, but I have lived here for more than a hundred years, and I also need to express my emotions, okay? "

"good."

"Then can you use Makelay, otherwise it will make me feel very uneducated."

"I'm ready."

Pu'er: "..."

Karen held Mr. Hoffin's tombstone in his hands, and watched the color of a fish maw appear in the distance. The time is coming, and it's time to go.

He reached out and patted Pu'er's paw lightly. Pu'er understood and sat down firmly.

Qianmei's wings grew from behind, and Karen flew up.

Facing the wind, Karen said: "At least, we have made progress, right?"

"Of course!" Pu'er said firmly, "Don't worry, Maomao has great confidence in you!"

"Yes, I have confidence in myself too."

"For two years, who is Rasmana threatening with this, no, who is he looking down on!

How long has it been? When you left Ruilan, you were not even a servant of the gods. Now, I think you should be able to beat the judge on the ground.

ah,

There are still two years left,

Why is it so long?

There is so much time that people don't want to work so hard and want to take a nap, meow! "

"Hehehe."

Pu'er continued to boost morale, as if a pirate captain was lecturing his crew:

"Strength improvement is one aspect, and status within the cult will be the second path. God knows where you will be in the Cult of Kosmos two years from now and what kind of influence network you will be able to cultivate around you.

After all, the church circle is now in chaos, and wars between orthodox theological religions have been fought, and there is no shortage of opportunities to make meritorious deeds.

Isn’t it a great achievement this time? Even if the higher-ups know that Rasma is here and that the assassin was solved by Rasma, it’s impossible to credit Rasma for the credit. Rasma and this place are both taboos, so The credit will definitely go to you!

Keep going, keep looking for opportunities, keep making contributions, and keep getting promoted!

At that time, even if Rasma comes out, so what? Can his former high priest still manage the current official?

This group of people just need to clean up, they regard the dog bowl more important than anything else, and they like to hold the dog bowl to show you some high-end gestures. When you try to smash their dog bowl, they will be more scared than anyone else Weak legs!

In the worst case, fuck him, split the religion, start a civil war, and see who is more distressed meow! "

Because of witnessing the rise of Diss with his own eyes, Pu'er believes that there really is a genius in this world who can set himself off as a good-for-nothing!

And Karen has been walking step by step during this time, and Pu'er firmly believes that he is the next Diss, and the first Diss even lifted him on his shoulders!

Thinking back now, Pu'er realized how much Diss bet on Karen back then, no, it was Diss who had been stud long ago!

Pu'er raised his paw, facing the direction of the wind:

"Alan's family motto: Real pirates will never be afraid of wind and waves, they will only feel lonely because of calm waters!"

Karen said: "You know, I once thought that I would be like a tragic drama performed on the stage of a theater. Many times I felt that I should act out a script of bitterness and hatred, and I did a lot of work for it. The next psychological foreshadowing and preparation."

"Meow?"

"But the result is, I found that I can't do it, I really can't do it."

"It's like you called Father Rasma Jr. and told him that since you're here, you want to drop by home to have a look?"

"Yeah, since I've been out for so long, I've found mainly two things.

The first thing, it turns out that I can also gradually become powerful from an ordinary person.

The second thing is, it turns out that my grandfather is stronger than I imagined at first. "

Karen turned his head, took a last look at the street called Mink Street behind him, then flapped his wings even faster, and galloped away in the southwest direction.

When he came to the area where he and Valotti had fought before, he fell down.

Vallotti's body has long since melted, leaving only a "sand beach", but Karen still found some broken bones belonging to Vallotti inside.

The crematorium burns the corpse and leaves a large piece. It is normal to melt yourself and leave some fragments.

Instead of taking them all, Karen picked a rib and found a bone that looked a bit like a skull fragment.

Pu'er said disgustedly: "I don't know what sacred artifacts to keep."

"For the lineage of the fallen gods, corpses are the real holy artifacts."

After packing up his things, Karen looked at the direction and flew up again.

Pu'er shouted excitedly:

"This feeling is like taking the enemy's skull to go to the national parliament to receive a reward, hehe!"

"You can't rush to receive the reward, you forgot something."

"Forgot something, what?"

"Lord Auggie."

"She's a good thing, meow. Unfortunately, she should eat a lot, and our family can't afford it."

"Well, it's already very difficult to support you alone."

"Pooh!"

Pu'er suddenly thought of something, and asked, "Ah, by the way, Karen, do you want to put me down first, and then you send someone to pick me up?"

"Need not."

"Need not?"

"It's just that you marked the assassin for me, so I took you to guide the direction and chase it together. Anyway, Mr. Augie also lost his memory."

"Can you make sense?"

"I don't need to make sense, let them conceive and guess by themselves."

"Guess?"

"It's very troublesome to deal with the review." In this regard, Karen is also an expert, he smiled, "I have a way."

...

In the church yard, Rathma stood in the vegetable garden, holding a freshly picked tomato in his hand, took a bite, and wiped the juice from the corner of his mouth with the back of his hand while chewing.

"Diss, this grandson of yours, he really deserves to die. If possible, I didn't even want to listen to his explanation, so I just strangled him."

Rathma took another big bite of the tomato. He really wanted to do something, to send some message to the outside world, even if it was just a little bit.

Because if there is no accident in the future, the young man went out this time and successfully killed the assassin who assassinated the chief bishop's family, which is another great achievement, and it is a real great achievement!

Unfortunately, outsiders don't know that his surname is Inmeles;

What's more, his threat and harm far exceed the surname "Inmeles".

Even just judging from the reports in the "Order Weekly", Rasma is very clear that this young man will most likely become the face of the Whip of Order, a role model, and an example of its rise.

There is no way, good talent and rapid improvement in realm are the most dazzling advantages;

"Crack."

Rasma took another bite of the tomato, and turned his head to look in the direction of Inmeles' house:

"He is the grandson of your Diss, he has this talent, I recognize it, I think it's normal.

But the hell is,

What an aloof person you were back then, what a proud person, let me tell you, if no one could beat you, if you weren't too good, you would have died early!

As far as your attitude towards the elders of the temple was concerned, the elders didn't shoot you to death directly, it was his pity and kindness!

From my background, my mother supported me when I was a child by being a prostitute. I am somewhat withdrawn. Compared with you, I even think I am quite sunny.

But why does this grandson of yours not only inherit your advantages, but also reversely inherit your disadvantages?

He can handle mundane affairs, behave in a decent and calm manner, and knows how to organize and build his own small group and small force from the beginning to lay the foundation for future outbreaks.

These points are completely opposite to what you had in the beginning!

Dry! If I were Foden, I would also focus on training and promoting him!

Damn, is he really your grandson, Diss? "

Rathma finally ate the whole tomato, and there was still a little juice in his hand. He subconsciously wanted to wipe some into his empty eye sockets, but just as he raised his palm, he put it down again.

He didn't dare to do these little tricks, because although his eyes were hanging in the sky before, he lost the vision of Karen and the cat.

Of course he knew who did it!

That guy is really guarding and staring at his precious grandson, for fear that he might spy something!

At the same time, this is also a silent warning to himself, if he dares to make some small moves, then he will dare to make big moves directly!

"The more you cover up like this, the clearer it is to me, Karen, you can't keep it. You are forcing me, Diess. It's not that I'm making amends for myself. Before tonight, no, it's after he released Before Bright Flame, I never thought about cooperating with them to deal with you after I condense the fragments of godhead.

But now, it's different. I sense the threat. As the former high priest, I sense the threat against the religion. I can't allow this to happen, never! "

Rasma squatted down, grabbed the mud in the ground with both hands, and started digging like a dog.

After digging a hole, Rathmah knelt down and buried his face in the hole, his butt raised high.

The dignified former high priest actually assumed such a shameful posture.

"call……"

Shaoqing,

Rasma sat up straight, and with a dirty face, he turned his head to look in the direction of Inmeles' house again:

"Dies, two years, just two years, I don't believe he can really make waves for me in two years!"

talking,

A strange smile appeared on Rathma's face, and said solemnly:

"You are threatening the religion, but isn't your current sleep also suppressed by the religion?

You are a genius, a genius much stronger than me, so what?

You can't even shake the religion of the gods. When the great gods return, what chance do you have of winning?

Rely on your grandson?

hehe. "

...

"Wen Jia, what's going on?"

"Philos, don't you know how to read it yourself?"

The two directors of the Whip of Order investigation room stood in front of a road boundary marker, indicating that Luojia City was still 10 kilometers away.

On this side of the boundary marker, 26 people knelt neatly on the spot with their eyes closed.

This scene directly caused the follow-up not only from Wayne, but also the elite troops who received orders from other nearby regions to stop here.

To be honest, even if the 26 colleagues who were the first to hunt down were killed and their corpses were lying here, the other priests of order present would continue to pursue them without hesitation.

Death, they will be afraid, but they will not be timid in the execution of their mission.

However, these 26 people were still alive, and they were put in such a pose. This scene looked more terrifying than dismembered corpses.

More and more chasing teams stopped here. Now, more than 400 priests of order have gathered at the scene, and it's not just the Whip of Order system. In addition, more power is rapidly gathering here.

The reason why everyone's direction and path became the same here is that everyone followed the trace left by the frost dragon.

There are also some people who did not come here in the form of a small group, but came alone or in twos and threes. The aura emanating from them made the nearby colleagues feel depressed.

It's just that in such an environment where the pursuit was rushed and then suddenly stopped, it was naturally impossible for everyone to report their identities and positions to each other. Everyone came from various places, and they were not knights.

At this time, a person used a communication scroll that was used in conjunction with the relevant departments of the regional management office, but the liaison priest of the region in the scroll directly said with a serious expression:

"Now read the order of the whipman!"

For a moment, no matter whether it was the Whip of Order or other systems, everyone put their arms on their chests and said respectfully and sincerely:

"Meet the Whipkeeper!"

"Meet the Whipkeeper!"

"All the chasing teams stop where they are and are not allowed to move forward. At the same time, other teams responsible for contacting the follow-up and not being notified must follow this order!"

"Yes, I will wait for orders."

Stop chasing, everyone didn't feel so lucky, but full of doubts.

So many forces have gathered at the scene, and more support forces are coming. The nearest garrison should also come, because the figure of the Falcon Knight has already appeared in the sky in the distance.

Why did you stop chasing?

"Wen Jia, why don't you let us chase him?"

"Sorry, when I become the whipman's secretary, I'll try to explain it to you, okay?"

"Ah."

In this way, everyone began to wait in place, and the number of people began to increase, and a garrison also marched over.

As for the 26 colleagues who should have arrived first to have a chance to win the first prize, they continued to kneel there, and no one moved them.

Everyone is experienced and knowledgeable. Since they all have vital signs, wait for the doctors and pastors from the church hospital to come over before moving them. Moving them without authorization may cause them harm.

At this time, a powerful aura suddenly appeared from behind, and when everyone looked over, they found that a huge dharma body was moving here quickly. .

"Whipkeeper? It's the whipkeeper!"

"The whip bearer is here?"

"Is the assassin so big?"

immediately,

"Meet the Whipkeeper!"

"Whip, for the sake of order!"

The number of people here is already huge, but when the deity of the whip-bearer appeared in person, without exception, they all knelt down in unison.

But before he got close to here, the dharma body of the whipman began to shrink rapidly, and soon the dharma body dissipated completely, turning into a black hurricane and sweeping over.

After the hurricane subsided, Foden's figure appeared inside. He directly ignored the salutes of everyone present, turned his back to them, raised his hand, and spoke in a low voice, but it fell directly like a majestic thunderbolt. In the ears of all present.

"Everyone, retreat immediately!"

This is an incredible order, but no one dares to ask why.

"I'll wait for the order!"

Everyone stood up and began to prepare to retreat.

Foden had a serious face. The area in front of him was inaccessible. It was a taboo place of the God Cult.

More than half a year ago, many elite forces in the supporting religion were mobilized and organized to enter here. There were almost no casualties, but in the follow-up, all the priests, regardless of their positions and backgrounds, were all assigned to the fringe areas of the divine religion, such as the Lost Land, Places like Chaos and Chaos.

Therefore, although there are so many people present, although they come from various system departments, if they don't want to be "distributed" by the God Cult in the future, they have to draw a sufficient distance now.

In fact, even if it was to catch the assassin, Foden didn't need to show up in person, but the problem was that the situation here was infinitely more serious than that of the assassin!

However, just as the crowd started to recede, a black spot appeared in the sky above the boundary marker.

Everyone stopped in place and looked at the black dot. As the distance got closer, the black dot gradually became clearer, and finally, it landed with a "buzz".

It was a young man wearing a robe of order, with three pairs of black wings behind him, a ridiculously tall woman on his left shoulder, and a black cat sitting on his right shoulder.

In the crowd, someone recognized Karen's identity. After all, he was a young man who had appeared on the front page of "Weekly Order".

Foden stood still, but waited for Karen to walk out of the boundary marker.

Walking in front of Foden, Karen first put down Mrs. Augie, who was covered in blood, and then put the two Valotti bones he had picked up on the ground. Finally, he took half a step back, put his hands on his chest, and turned to Foden. salute:

"Meet the Whipkeeper!"

Foden glanced at the two bones and asked, "Is this from the assassin?"

"Yes."

"The assassin is dead?"

"Yes."

"The assassin you killed?"

Hearing this question, Karen showed a little confused and struggling look on his face,

replied:

"he said yes."