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St. Martin heard the unusual tone of my breathing, and the tip of his nose began to sweat: "It won't affect you much, will it? It's just a few million dollars. They're still humble, but I don't know. Don't want you to help me .”

I smiled strangely and said, "It's not money, it's time. I need something to keep my unborn son alive. To get it, I need to wear holy garments, and the chances of success have changed." From 50% to 80%. By the end of this year, my youngest son may have died seven or eight times. You say, is this serious?"

St. Martin's face changed, and he groaned: "Yes! Give me a few days, and I will go back to the Holy City to find the Pope. The Pope must have some private collections of the god Muwujin in his hands. Also, I will send someone to Bra Mus, let him spit out the god Muugin, but it may take some time."

I raised my eyebrows and said, "Are you ready to go to war with the Pope? Are you ready?"

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St. Maarten showed an embarrassed look, saying: "Of course I'm not ready! There are a couple of old men swinging. Now that I'm at war, I'll be 30 per cent sure. But if that happens, What should I do? Do?"

I shook my finger and said, "No, it's mostly on me this time, not much to do with you. I'll take care of myself. Well, actually, my knight is on his way"

"You!" What San Martin wanted to say was finally dissuaded, he said helplessly: "Since you have sent all the knights out, what are you doing to me?"

"I just informed you." By the way, I was also saying how many hands are behind this matter.

Standing in a ruined temple, Martin looked at the fading light curtain in front of him, shook his head with a slight smile. Brahms got rid of something I was really desperate for. I just don't know how crazy those of me are, this time I have to make things bigger before I give up.

After a moment of contemplation, he activated the communication method of the "Holy Code". After entering the unique breath of divine power within it, "Six virtual shadows appeared in the light circle. The man in the robe couldn't see his face at all.

"All troops are on standby, ready to fight. And... wake up the apostles!"

The six phantoms in the communication matrix were all stunned, and one of them asked, "Which apostle did you wake up from?"

"Three, wake up all!" Martin's voice was cold but firm.

Another ghost said in a hoarse voice: "Your Highness, I need to remind you that this is not the time for war.

Martin said weakly: "Be prepared first, maybe there will be a chance."

Seeing that Martin had made up his mind, all six ghosts bowed in obedience, and the light from the comm circle faded.

Behind Martin, a figure quietly appeared. She is only a faint shadow, her face is blurred, but the two pairs of outstretched wings behind her make people look skewed. That is the sign of the people of Heaven.

"Isn't it important that you will expose a lot of hidden power like this?"

St. Martin showed a charming smile, his eyes seemed to penetrate time and space, falling far away. "Sometimes it's too stable to be a good option. If the opportunity does come

Please take the opportunity. Isn't it?"

"Since you have made a decision, I will fully support you." Guangying said softly.

Today, the atmosphere in Dragon Wing Castle is very gloomy.

This is because the owner of the castle, the famous Marquis Brahms on the northeast border of the Sacred Tree Dynasty, is in a bad mood today.

As long as Brahms' mood is getting worse and worse, it will be winter, not only the Dragon Wing Castle, but also the entire marquis collar.

There was a loud bang in the Marquis' study room, a desk with a history of hundreds of years had signed several famous dynastic agreements, and finally reached the end of history, and was smashed by the angry Marquis. Hit the table and return urgently.

An army is coming towards the Marquis. This is my family's army, and they have nowhere to hide. That was Marquis Brahms. Their itinerary is to investigate the robbery of the "Red Eagle" feathered mercenary group.

Send troops to investigate a robbery on Brahms' territory? Lord Marquis Brahms even saved the step of notification!

When receiving these messages, Marquis Brahms, who was always arrogant and arrogant, only felt his face burn, as if he had been hit hard!

At this time, I was in a bad mood among the troops. He wanted to fly alone to Brahms' collar and straighten the dragon wing castle. But now he leads the army, no matter how fast the army moves, the speed is limited (Zhao Nuohao).

It's more than 300 kilometers to Brahms, so I have to walk for a day. This distance is only a few hours if you carry a Star Trek, but the Star Trek has limited carrying capacity, and it's not possible to transfer an entire force from the main force to the auxiliary.

This time I went to the Marquis of Brahms and "investigated" the robbery of his god Mu Wujin, but I didn't have any plans to rest, so I took the Fang army directly!

My concept of 50,000 soldiers is completely different from the general noble private soldiers. The last "contract war" I was on my own last time, I led fewer than 100,000 troops, fought thousands of miles, defeated three major empires, and played with a total of nearly 1 million intervening troops. .