While Roddy left, in the private room on the second floor of the Pig Head Bar, which was only ten meters away from him, the "Virgate Cross" believers dressed in adventurers were making another plan to correct the problem on parchment paper.

"The first group of people will attack here, and if the old guy Rubens has enough staff, they will definitely appear here..."

"…The monastery's additional staff have been counted, so we need to participate in the second attack after the opponent shows his trump card."

The man in the robe should be the leader of the team. At this time, his words were filled with a little awe and whispered: "Master Gallup seems to be about Pastor Akasha."

"Everyone can tell that they don't meet each other very much."

The bald head, more than two meters tall, continued in a muffled voice, and finely polished the spear tips of a short spear with a whetstone in his hand.

His words made the atmosphere of the team a little silent. The "Virgate Cross" sect is as numerous as the "Rose Cross". There are many conflicts of interest and family conflicts between different bishops. It is not uncommon for a high-ranking bishop to be "sucked to the end" because of a certain task, so the five people were under a lot of pressure at this time, because if they messed up the task, they would also be unable to escape.

"The escape route from the square to the city's west gate is ready. If the west gate is blocked, we have two other roads to leave. The tunnel on the edge of Campbell District has been dug for half a year and can be used at any time now."

"God Gallup has been planning for so long, and we can definitely complete the task."

"Don't be optimistic too early," the guy in a robe leaned down on the wooden chair, squinted his eyes and pointed to the city square on the map, "Rose Cross is not a vegetarian, wait for everything to begin..."

"But there is really no room for maneuver."

September 17th.

An unprecedented storm is brewing in Hollier City. Strangely, no one tries to stop this storm, but they all think of themselves as having an absolute advantage and are thinking about how to gain more benefits in this storm.

But this is a small microcosm of the entire era.

By the evening, Francis in Moria Manor finished reading the parchment in his hand. At this time, his condition had recovered from the previous depression. The tense nerves that had been around had soothed a lot at this time, and more in his heart were vague expectations and excitement.

The fireplace reflected the warm fire, dispelling the premature coldness of the villa outside the city. The maid lowered her head and brought exquisite refreshments to the young count. The latter threw the parchment into the fireplace, looked at the burning paper in a daze, picked up the teacup and sipped it, waved his hand, and Willie at the door walked in.

"There are no intentions to cooperate further?"

"Master, they don't seem to trust us, but we found some interesting news outside the city."

Willie whispered a few words. After hearing this, Francis's lips curled up and laughed out loud: "Since that's the case, why not help those infidels once?"

Willie nodded, and then Francis asked softly: "Where is the monastery?"

"Miss Sally, she—she has two mercenaries under her command, and although she is hiding ingeniously, we have found traces, and if you need them, we can put them tonight..."

Willie made a neck-slashing gesture, Francis narrowed his eyes and snorted coldly: "She finally knows she is going to take action? Haha, don't have to do it today. I'll keep an eye on it these days. When the night after tomorrow, she won't have time to make other preparations... Before that, just give her the illusion of winning. When the celebration goes on, I will 'celebrating her as the priest."

Francis clenched his fists confidently, then saw Willy want to speak but stopped, and said, "There is any other news?"

"There is one-Titus and the Wellington Knights have arrived in Hollier City."

After saying this, Francis's originally comfortable expression became a little unnatural: "It's coming so quickly

Although he has advanced to the "Elemental Master" and has become a wise master that ordinary people cannot compete with, Francis understands that if he practices for more than ten years, he may not be able to walk back and forth in front of these two knights - these two knights were truly formed with his father from the sea of ​​corpses and blood, and his strength is absolutely powerful enough to be outrageous...

But they were so anxious to come over now... Some speculation flashed through their minds, and Francis asked in a hurry: "Where are they going to the Duke's Mansion?"

"I visited once as usual, but I just went to check it today. Everything was the same as before. The Duke's condition did not improve," Willie thought for a while and added: "Butler Alpha seems to be sick. I didn't see him when I went to the Duke's Mansion."

"It doesn't matter whether Alpha is sick or not, mainly..." As if he felt something was wrong, Francis couldn't figure it out, and finally waved his hand: "Forget it, I always feel something is wrong. You can add more staff to the arrangement to make sure it's foolproof, watch over Titus and Wellington, of course - they are too close, otherwise they will definitely find out."

The originally relaxed mood became a little uneasy because of this inexplicable message. Francis walked back and forth a few steps in front of the fireplace, but in the end he did not make any changes to his plan.

"It's been just a few days, no more accidents..."

September 18th.

As he stepped to the monastery, Roddy looked at the towering church spire, gently pinched the dice he had given to Sally, sorted out his loose robe, touched the mustache used for disguise, took a deep breath, and walked into the church.

As I climbed up the stairs, the white stone floor exuded a cold breath, and there were dents of crossbow arrow shooting on the stone pillars in the front hall. Roddy remembered that Sally was hiding behind the stone pillars at that time. Now when I saw it, I couldn't help but sigh at the coincidence of fate.

The temple guards in metal armor stood expressionlessly on both sides, with the pattern of roses and crosses intersecting on their chests gorgeous and sacred. The whispers came from the front, mostly the whispers of believers or the priests' interpretation of doctrine. They could smell the fragrance of roses that remained in the main hall of the church during their breath.

At this time, Roddy had a big belly, two beards on her lips, her eyes were shining, and a dome hat. She looked like a merchant who could be seen everywhere in the city. Among the people who donated to the monastery, except for the nobles, this kind of person gave the most, so he was not blocked along the way.

Although it was not Sunday, there were still more than half of the rows of seats in the church with all kinds of believers sitting. After Roddy entered the main hall, he took a cross in front of the statue of the god. Then he found the seat in the corner and sat down, making a pious prayer, muttering words in his mouth, and quietly glanced around.

The expected Sally did not appear.

Could it be...she didn't see the message she left?

Roddy left a message on Martin's letter about meeting today. In order not to be surprised, he also made sure that Martin had reported it to Sally before he felt relieved - but now she has not appeared, is there something wrong?

However, the extraordinary hearing brought by "sharp environment" still made him notice some clues. He looked behind the statue. He roughly determined something and then continued to wait.

More than ten meters away, Sally, who had been standing here, pursed her lips slightly, leaning against the cold wall, and she was dodging Roddy's occasional sight like a thief.

"This idiot..."

That's right, but the joy in her heart was uncovered, and it could even be said to be an inexplicable sweetness. She gritted her teeth and wrote the letter. Although the tone between the words was plain, she felt nervous and worried about gains and losses. This damn bastard left with a harsh word. The feeling really made her feel so uncomfortable that she hadn't eaten for several days, and even her oval face was almost losing her sharp chin.

I have suffered so much, so let you wait a little longer

After a sneak peek, Sally found Roddy still sitting upright and couldn't help but laugh.

"Hey, I've also put a beard..."

The bell at the top of the church rang, proving that Roddy had been waiting for half an hour. Sally felt that the guy had been waiting almost the same, so she tried to make herself stand up and walked out.

Don't look at him, don't look at him, be sure to pretend to be unintentional...

Sally walked towards the corner of the church without looking sideways, with her face tense all the way, and then sat down next to Roddy and began praying silently. Although she looked decent, her ears almost stood up and listened to the movements next to her, and her heart was beating violently.

But after a minute, Roddy couldn't speak

"This wood bump...bastard..."

Sally couldn't help it anymore-I was sitting next to you, at least I was a little moved

And just as she wanted to say something, Roddy finally spoke out: "That--Master, I want to repent to you some things..."

Before he could finish his words, Sally, who had always had a tense face, burst out laughing. She pretended to turn her head and replied, "Only priests or above can listen to the confession of believers. I am just a nun, not a priest."

Under the golden hair, Sally looked at this guy who had always made her worried but wanted to beat her hard for a while. Her pretty face tensed up again after a fleeting smile, "But if you don't use the Thousand Repents Room, I'd like to listen to your confession here, as long as you don't mind, a devout believer

"That would be better." Roddy coughed twice, and then drew another cross in a fake manner.

Although he made many expectations before speaking, the otaku Roddy was still a little nervous when he really expressed his emotions - such as apologizing. This is different from the game. "Enjoyable" in the game is the same thing, but really apologizing with his friends is the same thing... So he held it in for a long time and only a word of inexplicable comes out:

"Thank you."

Sally raised her eyebrows, a little confused.

"I... did what I shouldn't have done, hurt people I shouldn't have hurt. Thank you for giving me this opportunity... apologize." Roddy tried hard to rub the words he wanted to say into one sentence, "I said something I shouldn't have said, and left-I just hope that it's too late for me to say this because I..."

Roddy swallowed, and the words he had rehearsed many times before were finally deleted in his mind, and only one sentence was left--

"Because I don't want to lose you - this friend."
Chapter completed!