Quadruple split

Game time PM13:21

City of Light, Inner City, Libra Avenue

"I fucking didn't expect that..."

Walking side by side with his friends on the road, His Highness Avery Davidson, the Holy Son of Justice, looked back at the Dawn Chapel with lingering fear: "Brother Black Vanguard wants to play so big."

Phillip sighed with a wry smile, and was silent for a while before turning to look at Avery, who didn't seem to have recovered yet: "So this is the reason why you dragged me into the water?"

"Drag the water?"

The latter was stunned for a moment, then burst out laughing, and patted Phillip's broad shoulder hard: "Stop being pretentious, I don't believe you weren't moved at all after hearing what he said. Besides, It's you who said Fenggao and Shuguang have a good relationship, so logically you should be more proactive than me."

"This is completely different from the relationship between our sect and the Dawn Sect."

Philip shook his head without thinking and said in a deep voice: "Don't say you didn't realize that Hei Fan's focus is not on the Dawn Sect at all, although the latter seems to have invested a lot in him, but..."

“Nothing but.”

Avery raised his hand to interrupt Philip's words, and said leisurely: "No matter what Brother Black Van's focus is, Dawn Sect will definitely be worthy of it. Think about it carefully, if he succeeds, he will be in our holy sect. What kind of stir will it cause internally and even on the entire continent, and what will be the image of the Dawn Sect?"

Philip replied without hesitation: "It is so tall that it is dazzling. This level of achievement can no longer be called a merit. It should be called a miracle. And for people, when a miracle is tied to a certain sect, its impact It’s definitely more than one plus one equals two.”

"That's right."

Avery nodded slightly and asked again: "So what if he fails?"

"Even if he fails, those blood barbarians will not be stupid enough to actually penetrate the northern defense line of Doumbouya City and Gospel City. If they really do that, they will give us the opportunity to cut off their retreat and wipe out the viable forces."

Philip's thinking was extremely fast and he judged accurately: "So even if it fails, it will only maintain the previous state. At most, it will cost you your life...well..."

"Looks like you noticed it too."

Avery grinned, shook his head and sighed: "For Hei Fan, the value of his life and our lives are completely different."

Phillip nodded with a slightly solemn expression, and said in a deep voice: "Yes, he also mentioned it just now. For people from other worlds like them who will not be completely destroyed by nature, the price of death is indeed heavy, but It’s just heavy, so…”

"So no matter how small the chance is, as long as it wins, Dawn Sect will get huge benefits, and it is also the most envied 'intangible benefit' in our circle."

Avery smacked his lips and sighed: "If you lose, although it will not have no impact at all, it will avoid the most important loss of talent. If you make good use of it, you might be able to play some resurrection drama. It almost avoids risks to the greatest extent...it's so sharp."

Philip glanced at Avery with some surprise, who rarely used his brain well, and said calmly: "Actually, this method is not complicated. It can be used by any sect, not just Dawn Sect. The key is to have a talent like Hei Fan. OK."

"Haha, you can't accept it."

While stretching, Avery said with some difficulty: "First, His Highness Wangyu, and then Pastor Heifan, a gifted person of God, an unfathomable commander, and they were both mentioned in the exchange meeting. The 'outsiders' who have arrived... I think that the Dawn Sect, which was originally weak, will not only become stronger now, but its momentum will probably be even greater than before."

Phillip made a four-leaf clover out of thin air, holding it in front of him like an umbrella to protect himself from the sun, and said: "From this point of view, the Sun Sect and the Wealth Sect are the same, although there seems to be no difference. They are extremely powerful aliens, but their potential is the same."

"Who says it's not~"

Avery nodded in agreement and shrugged: "I have met His Highness Black several times, and he doesn't feel like a child at all to me. And what should I say, as soon as I see him... I will feel this He is the so-called perfect man, but it may also be because he is too young and does not have the same stains of time as the rest of us."

Phillip looked at him expressionlessly, as indifferent as he wanted: "You can just say that you are filthy, but please don't take me along with you."

"Hey, you look much more anxious than me~"

Avery curled his lips, and then said with a somewhat stiff expression: "As for the scourge of the Wealth Sect...how should I put it, she...is that...very special kind...even though she looks like an ordinary girl... …but…uh…”

"But what?"

Phillip stopped, then turned sharply to face Avery, and asked a particularly oppressive question.

"But she's not even human at all."

Avery took a deep breath and mustered up the courage to grit his teeth and said: "Fiyalee Graham is definitely not a human being! Her character is countless times worse than those of her predecessors hanging on the [Wall of Justice]. She has no The so-called human nature is a monster made of gold coins and bonds! She is the most terrifying original sin!"

Phillip raised his eyebrows and asked hesitantly: "Are you serious? Fiyali is our friend after all, and..."

"Nothing and!"

Avery excitedly interrupted Phillip with a wave of his hand, and said in a loud voice: "I'm super serious, I'm telling you!"

"Well, now that you say so."

Phillip nodded in relief and patted the other party's shoulder gently: "Then don't blame brother for not saving him."

"Ah? What do you mean by this...@#￥%\u0026!"

Avery was not able to finish what he said, because the moment Philip turned sideways, the Saint of Fortune, who had just been completely blocked by her tall body, with a slender figure and a playful expression, appeared in front of him.

[Philip, you kid is plotting against me! ? 】

Avery's expression changed from shock to defeat, and then from defeat to despair. Avery suddenly turned his head to look at his 'companion'.

[Sorry, Avery, I have to cooperate with her, I owe her money. 】

Philip gave his 'companion' a sad look, and then... closed his eyes because he couldn't watch his best friend suffer.

"Your Highness, Evri~"

The Saint of Wealth smiled and walked slowly up to the Son of Justice, who seemed to have been stared at by the Medusas of two armies for three days and three nights. The crisp sound of her high heels was like stamping directly on the latter's heart, every time. Every step made Avery Davidson's face pale. Finally, after an extremely long five seconds, Fiyali's little hand wrapped with golden silk threads climbed onto the other person's shoulder, and the corner of her mouth outlined a touch of sugar with a sugar content of at least 20 plus. The cute arc of the number: "I want to give you a home."

"What do you want to give me?"

"Home, a home with beautiful scenery, mountains and rivers, abundant spiritual power, and a good location."

"I have no money."

"It's okay~ It's free, no money~"

"I wouldn't believe it even to death."

"I'll kill you for sure~"

"cough……"

Phillip, who seemed to be concentrating next to him, suddenly coughed lightly and said quietly: "Is there a possibility that Fiyali did not lie to you, but just wanted to give you the whole grave?"

Avery: "..."

Loding——

twenty five minutes later

"Sure enough, even you two are like this~"

In a certain booth at [Angel Kitchen] in the City of Light, Fiyali folded her legs elegantly, and while slowly cutting the barbecued ribs in front of her, she glanced sideways at the two people in front of her: "What's in the mouth?" What will happen to this sect, what will happen to that sect, and what will happen if someone has a potential stock in one family, let alone expect others to be able to overcome the barriers between sects."

Avery, who had been beaten for a full quarter of an hour in the street, now with a bruised nose and face, lay on the table and groaned, saying feebly: "What you said is like you complaining about being a woman even though you are a woman. We all are. Serious believers, who can be so selfless? Even if those princes and nobles in some empire can, we can’t."

"I think Avery is right."

Phillip symbolically gave his friend a magic spell used to replenish nutrients for potted plants. He nodded and said, "It's not that we don't do it, but that we can't do it, and it's not like you can't do it, Fiyali."

As a result, the latter raised his eyebrows and said leisurely: "So, in the eyes of idiots like you, most things in this world are 'can' or 'can't', 'can be done' or 'can't be done'" I never thought that I could solve the problem from another angle."

"Humph, we are all stupid, but you are the smart one."

Avery pinched off the little bean sprouts growing out of his hair and asked, "Can you give me an example?"

"Can."

Feiyali put a large piece of meat into her mouth without any image, and said vaguely: "Think about it carefully, Hei Fan is a person from another world, Wangyu is a person from another world, and Xia Lian Where is His Highness? Where is His Majesty Ambro? Where are the great knights and archbishops of the Dawn Sect? Are they all outsiders? Or is it possible that those who can get into that position are not pious enough?"

Avery: "Huh...?"

"What's the result? But they passed Hei Fan's proposal, didn't they?"

Fiyali snorted and looked at Avery with disdain in her eyes: "That's right, it's because Hei Fan's proposal is not only beneficial to the overall situation, but also to the Dawn Sect... Woo! Woooooooooo!!!"

"idiot!"

Avery immediately poured a glass of water, then ducked behind Fiyali, flicked her back a few times with her fingers and handed the cup over. It was not until Her Majesty the Saint, who almost choked to death on a mouthful of ribs, was out of danger. Rolling his eyes, he walked back to Phillip with heavy steps and sat down.

"You are an idiot!"

Feiyali, whose face was suffocated, immediately cursed after recovering, then coughed lightly, returned to her usual smart and capable style, and said calmly: "So do you understand? In fact, there are many things that can be done. It’s a solution with the best of both worlds, it’s just that you can’t think of it.”

Phillip frowned, shook his head and said, "I don't think it's that simple. If it's so easy to come up with the best of both worlds, how could anyone not do it if they're not fools."

"It doesn't matter whether you are a fool or not, it's just that the starting point of both sides' thinking is different."

Fiyali waved her hand impatiently, then dropped the topic, looked at the two of them sideways and asked: "In short, you have all decided to go to Doumbuya with Hei Fan, right?"

Both His Highnesses the Holy Son nodded and cast doubtful glances at Fiyali, which obviously meant——

"Why do I know?"

As a result, Fiyali actually smiled slightly and winked at Avery: "Why do you think your Justice Sect suddenly asked you to go to Doumbouya City with Hei Fan?"

Avery's expression froze at that time, and he reacted for a while before he raised his head and looked at Fiyali in shock: "You..."

"Yes, it's me."

Feiyali nodded briskly and said with a smile: "You also know that my status in our sect is not on the same level as you little kids, so in those old days where even you two saints have to be obedient. Seniors, I actually have a certain say."

At this point, Avery and Phillip finally came to a complete realization and confirmed that the wealthy saint in front of them was the one who single-handedly created their 'travel together'.

That's right, it was the promoter rather than the mastermind behind the scenes, because both of them believed that Philly Graham would never harm them.

Of course, this is not because they believe in the character of the girl in front of them, but because both brothers feel that they have not allowed the other to spend time and energy to harm their own value.

And this is also true——

"Listen, you two useless guys."

Feiyali waved a clean bone and said sternly: "If I guess correctly, as the existence of outsiders becomes public, many things will undergo a lot of overturning changes. , and the negative factors brought about by this change will probably far outweigh the positive effects in a short period of time, and I... invested in a boat not long ago."

Phillip frowned and repeated in a low voice: "Ship?"

Avery, who always liked to quarrel with Fiyali, touched his chin thoughtfully and did not intend to speak.

"Yes, a ship with great commercial value, a shockingly low loss rate and great potential."

Her Royal Highness the Saint nodded briskly and said leisurely: "And now, I have given each of you a free ticket. As for how far you can achieve it... it depends on you, so..."

"etc."

Avery raised his head and asked in a deep voice: "The ship you call is the Black Van Priest, right?"

"Yes, by the way, although many girls are interested in him, I am not among them."

Feiyali glared at Avery who interrupted her with some displeasure, raised her little hand and made a rough gesture to him: "Also, my time is particularly precious now, so I don't want you to be bored because of jealousy. reasons to interrupt me, in short..."

Her Highness Fiyali's speech continues, but Avery has completely lost the ability to think at this moment, and there is only one thought in his mind that is constantly reverberating, spinning, and jumping——

【When did she find out! ? 】

Chapter 1,459: End