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Chapter 107 Are their identities important?

 Ringer never knew about this, that Ronning Lavelle actually wanted to invite him to join the Witches' Association?

The expression on his face finally changed, and others looked at him in surprise, then looked up at Lang Ning. Although they knew the timing was not appropriate, they still invariably raised their ears, wondering what was going on.

The inside story.

"Just a try."

Ronning did not shy away from talking about this past incident, because he did so because he really admired Ringer at that time, and the entire process from recommendation to assessment complied with the rules and regulations of the association, and there were no violations. He said:

"At that time, Mr. Linge was still the pastor of Tianxin Church, but he took the initiative to contact the parish committee and expressed his willingness to accept the control of the "Religious Decree." During the conversation with him, I found that his thinking logic and values ​​were very different in all aspects.

He fit the style of the association very well, so I recommended him to the Manpower Management Bureau. Although the final assessment results were not satisfactory, to this day I still have not changed my original opinion. I still think that he is a very suitable candidate and has great potential.

."

Christian stared at Ringer for a while and suddenly said: "Even if he is a clergyman and has his own beliefs?"

"But his attitude towards faith is not as pious as we thought - I may offend you a little, Mr. Ringer, but that's my personal feeling. I hope you don't mind." Lang Ning said to the young man politely.

After apologizing, Ringer raised his eyebrows slightly and did not answer. He just told him with a calm expression that he didn't care about such a trivial matter. Then Langning turned around and answered Christian's question: "Besides, faith is also important to us.

It is never the most critical thing. As long as it is not the pillar of the soul, it is enough. As for other things, it doesn’t matter.”

"This sounds so strange." Alice couldn't help expressing her opinion after hearing this, and looked suspiciously at Langning: "Aren't you members of the United Order and believers of the Seven Gods?

You actually say that faith is not important. Aren’t you afraid that your own gods will be angry and punish you?”

Even if you really don’t believe it, at least do some superficial work, so many people are listening.

When the three heard this sentence, their reactions were different, but there was a subtle similarity: Christian's lips twitched, as if he was sneering; Langning shook his head imperceptibly, obviously having different opinions but not speaking out.

As for Dickens, a rather ambiguous smile appeared on his face, and his tone was also very ambiguous: "Personal opinions and views have always been closely related to their location. Different positions lead to more distinct perspectives on the world.

On the contrary. If you look at this issue from the same position and standpoint as us, I am afraid you will be able to understand our words, this lady."

"Oh?" Alice's eyes lit up: "You mean you also want to invite me to join the Witches' Club?"

Uh.

Dickens' tone paused: "...Unfortunately, we have no plans in this regard for the time being."

"What?" Alice drooped her head and said listlessly, "Then don't say such misleading words!"

She withdrew her gaze angrily, only to find that her companions were looking at her strangely, especially Neville and Leticia. They had not been in contact with Alice for long, and they thought she really wanted to abandon her companions just now.

After joining the enemy camp, he silently moved a few steps away to distance himself from her.

"I don't want to join a witch club!"

Alice quickly explained: "I just, just want to break into the enemy and spy on intelligence! Do you know what a spy is!? I am the best spy in the world, and everyone calls me Little Bond!"
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She defended herself so loudly that even the enemies around her knew her identity as a "spy", but they all thought that this guy was just getting high, so they didn't take it to heart. Dickens smiled at first and didn't take it seriously. When he heard that Ally

When Si called himself "Little Bond", the smile on his face suddenly became lighter. He silently withdrew his gaze and looked at Christian. He also saw a look of vigilance and suspicion in the other's eyes.

"Your Excellency Langning," he lowered his voice to prevent the guests from hearing: "This enthusiastic and lively young lady should be the mysterious girl Alice who suddenly appeared next to the target mentioned in the report, right?"

"Well." Lang Ning also lowered his voice: "And, I initially suspect that she may have led the target to the path of a magician. At least, during the period when I was in contact with the target, he did not have any magic power in his body.

Breath."

"Have you found out her origins?"

"Unfortunately, the team responsible for the investigation can prove that there are no clues pointing to its clear origin."

"She knows so much knowledge that she shouldn't know."

"This is the first time I know about this."

"But he said that he had never heard of the so-called Heavenly Boundary Bridge."

"..."

"So, where did she come from?" Dickens raised his head, looked at the night sky shrouded in deep darkness, and smiled lowly: "Could it be that she fell from the sky?"

Lang Ning was silent for a moment. He couldn't answer this question because he didn't know it. If he had known that there would be this meeting today, then he should have asked the night watchman of Linwell City to completely destroy the Tianxin Church.

I have investigated it again, but unfortunately not everything in this world can be summarized by if.

"No matter what," he emphasized, "the identities of these people are very important. The outcome of their treatment cannot be decided until Lord Feir comes back. At the same time, their emotions must be stabilized as much as possible.

, to avoid unexpected situations. I’m not very good at this, so I’m afraid I have to leave it to you, Mr. Dickens.”

"It's not difficult, but I don't quite understand it. In my opinion, the only really important person is this girl named Alice. The knowledge she has is amazing. As for other people, the important thing is

Where? Even Mr. Ringer, he only almost joined the association, but did not really join."

"Because the god he believes in is a goddess."

"Which goddess."

"There is only one goddess in this world."

Dickens stopped talking for a moment, and even Christian, who was observing the guests, turned his face slightly and focused on the conversation between the two. Langning took a step forward, with a serious expression and a low tone, deliberately keeping his voice only in the conversation.

It sounded in an area of ​​about half a meter in radius, which means that only the two closest people could hear it: "Before leaving the Fei Yemen Tui, Lord Fei'er received an investigation report from the Arbitration Team A-1152.

, which clearly mentioned that there are still remnants of the destroyed Creation Goddess Cult in the world, and they were renamed the Holy Goddess Cult and are still surviving to this day. If the investigation results are correct, then the target should be the only existing priest of the Holy Goddess Cult. In addition,

In the last meeting of witches, Lord Carabosse clearly mentioned that the seven saints who disappeared with the destruction of the Creation Goddess Cult have begun to return to the human world."

After combining these two points, a simple conclusion can be drawn.

Both Dickens and Christian immediately understood what Ronning meant, but they did not say it out loud, but kept it silently in their hearts, knowing that certain things must be kept secret in order to be truly secret.

Discussion may cause greater confusion.

Christian took out his pocket watch and took a look. There was still one minute and fifteen seconds left before the five-minute deadline agreed with Lord Feir, and he hinted to his old colleague with his eyes. Dickens's expression became more solemn, and he nodded lightly:

"I understand."

Then he looked up and met a pair of calm eyes.

It was Ringer who was looking at him.


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