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Are the female popes dare to be scumbags? It's not wrong for you to die, you poor old man!

William carefully recalled the appearance of the old Cameron, and found that although he looks a little wretched now, he was estimated to be a coquettish young man with beautiful features when he was young. Maybe he really has the potential to be a scumbag.

The question is whether the target of the **** is not well chosen? That girl... um, or that old lady is a bit incredible, that's the contemporary Pope of the True God Church who holds an artifact, how did you keep your dog head?

Oh, it seems that it didn't save it later.

Not only did the dog's head fail to be saved, but even the coffin board that the sand sculpture players put together was lifted. That's fine. This is a normal operation. The big deal is death. I can do it.

William's mouth twitched, revealing a knowing smile.

Although he couldn't see the expression of the old man Cameron, but listening to his voice when he spoke, William could probably make up one, two, three, or four in his mind.

The old man's current expression is estimated to have three points of anger, three points of lasciviousness, and three points of cheapness. As for the remaining nine hundred and ninety-one points, all of them are trembling.

"It's amazing! It's really amazing! You... No, you are indeed a seventh-order apostle of destiny, and even the contemporary pope of the True God Church dares to touch it."

William cupped his hands in admiration, and there was still a deep sense of admiration on his face.

There are already a lot of people who dare to soak in the pope. The problem is that this old man not only dares to soak, but also dares to be a scum! It's really just to change three taels of meat into five taels of meat, even if you don't want to die.

After reading the sarcasm in William's expression, the old Cameron on the other side of the ring coughed dryly, and explained quite guiltily:

"Don't get me wrong, this is not what you think it is. When I first met Nana, she was not the Pope, but one of the alternate saints of the Church of Knowledge, and she also served as an exorcist. , the status is not as noble as it is today.

Her status at that time was similar to that of Karina now. The most important thing is that I actually had my own difficulties. She... She was too fierce. I took the initiative to leave her, and I also hoped that she could calm down. "

William sneered, these explanations that came out of old Cameron's mouth, he didn't even believe a single punctuation mark.

Intense isn't it? Eh... I mean, there are a lot of problems and so on, it's okay if they don't solve it, and there's nothing to talk about, but the result is not ruthless.

Sensing the contempt in William's eyes, the old man Cameron knew in his heart that he probably couldn't explain it clearly.

However, he didn't really want to explain himself. After all, even the evaluation of the beginning and the end was made by himself. For what happened back then, old Cameron always felt guilty in his heart.

After a wry smile, he said in a turbid old man's voice: "William, forget about this matter. In short, if it's not a certain death situation, I'd rather take a gamble than let Karina ask for help for me."

I think you are just afraid of death.

Although William complained about old Cameron in his heart, he actually thought that his choice was fine.

Needless to say, if he was caught by Leonard, he would definitely die, or he would be shot to death.

It's better to be caught by an old lover, but it is estimated that it is a near-death situation, but if you can find the pair of dogs and men to fight, the probability of survival is 55%.

It's probably the same for William, but if the Pope is Her Majesty the Queen, William will probably choose to sleep with her...

Oh no, this word seems to be changed now, put her in bed, convince her, tsk.

William smacked his lips unhappily, and then seemed to suddenly remember something, and said thoughtfully: "President Cameron, where are you now? How far is it from Fort Doza?"

The old man Cameron had already driven the puppet under him to the road, and was running wildly along the blue-black masonry road.

"It's not too far, maybe thirty or forty miles, and I'm walking down the road... eh? Where did this werewolf come from?"

...

"I found it! I found the old man!"

A werewolf covered in gray hair found Cameron running wildly on the back of a puppet, and howled with joy, and the penetrating wolf howl could be heard more than ten miles away.

After hearing the werewolf's call, the silver-haired werewolf not far away was overjoyed and raised his head in response, and then called the nearby clansmen to move closer to him, while biting the red crystal hanging from his neck.

...

"Crackling."

A slight cracking sound came, and the witch mistress glanced at the red bead string on her wrist, and a clear crack appeared on the smallest crystal bead.

She said unhappily: "They can all find it? Did those stupid dogs eat their own shit? What a **** luck."

After hearing the muttering of the witch mistress, Leonard, who was wrapped in a sleeping bag, stood up and said cheerfully while wiping the blood lying out from his nostrils:

"Those werewolves found the old man? Not bad? They're better than I thought."

"Useful for fart!"

The witch mistress spat at him and said sarcastically:

"That old man is a seventh-order fate apostle. Although you are not very capable of direct combat, you are still a seventh-order! No matter how powerful a group of wild dogs are, they are at most catching lions and tigers. You still expect them to go to sea to catch whales. ?"

Leonard shook his drowsy head, and said calmly, "They can't fish, isn't it still you?"

"I'm not interested in going to sea!"

The witch mistress held down her hat and said vigilantly:

"I warn you Leonard, even if I die today, I won't pull out my hair again. The hair that I pulled out today, even if I drink the hair growth potion as water, will take ten years to grow back. You... ...what are you doing?!"

Leonard, who was beside the bonfire, stretched out his right hand to her, and the front end of that arm gradually disappeared, as if he was involved in some invisible giant machine, and the exposed half of his forearm also began to twist and deform.

Leonard gritted his teeth coldly, completely ignoring his bleeding mouth and nose, and turned his arms with all his strength, as if he was pulling something hard.

With his strange movements, the witch mistress's hat cracked into large and small pieces, and a large piece of hair in the center of her head stood up, and then it seemed to be alive, scrambling to jump off her head.

As the well-maintained hairs took the initiative to leave home, the center of the witch's head could no longer be hidden, revealing a "bald spot" as large as the mouth of a cup. There was not even a single stubble on it. scalp.

...

Looking at the strands of hair falling on the ground, the witch mistress ignorantly touched the bright Mediterranean Sea above her head. After feeling the smooth and delicate hand, she let out a heart-piercing scream.

"Leonard! Your daughter... Dad's a bastard!"

She stared at Leonard with murderous intent in her eyes.

Ten years, no, probably twenty years or more! I am already at the peak of the fifth-order, and I may break into the sixth-order at any time. If I really become a sixth-order professional, then these hairs may not grow back in 20 years! Twenty years!

Leonard wiped the blood from under his nose and smiled indifferently as he met the resentful eyes of the witch mistress.

"I said it a long time ago, we are called cooperation, but in fact it must be me, and it can only be me, after all, I am the professional of the destiny sequence, you can never be better than me Go further. So whether I'm healthy or not when I make the decision, whether the decision I'm giving is the right one, you don't hesitate to do it."

Leonard took out a silk handkerchief, carefully wiped the blood from his nose, and continued with a smile:

"After the matter is over, I will definitely give you an explanation for the problem that can be explained. If the explanation fails to satisfy you, then I will give you compensation that will satisfy you.

As long as you do as I say, I can guarantee that I will not harm you. I remember that although I did not force you to swear to the gods, you did agree to this condition, right? "

Looking at the smiling face of the man opposite, Mistress Witch's back couldn't help feeling a little chill.

After accidentally "touching" the wound in Leonard's heart, she was indeed "swelled", and when he was knocked unconscious by the force of fate, she tried to make him change his mind. Although taking advantage of Leonard's poor physical condition, he successfully stopped him...

wrong!

The witch mistress looked at Leonard's arm, the ability to take ownership of something out of thin air was exactly the same way that the old man took control of the puppet just now.

This is the ability called [Release], and it is the exclusive combat skill of the seventh-order Fate Apostle!

The witch mistress felt a chill in her heart.

Was this man really moved by him just now? Would he never have thought of withdrawing his express order, and only suddenly attacked after he had broken through the seventh rank and mastered his exclusive ability?

The witch mistress looked at Leonard suspiciously, but he kept smiling and said nothing. As the atmosphere between the two became more and more tense, Leonard's mouth suddenly grinned, revealing a big grin. smile.

"Don't put on that expression. I'm not going to really settle accounts with you. Anyway, the old man may not have run away. It's better if we catch him."

Looking at the witch mistress with a rather ugly face, Leonard smiled cheerfully.

"In order to show my sincerity, when I took materials from the top of your head just now, I deliberately gave a little life to protect your scalp. How is it? Don't you feel pain?"

The witch mistress touched the top of her head, nodded slowly, and then raised the corner of her mouth with a smile, and said dryly:

"Really? That's pretty good, haha."

Even if she tried her best to cover it up, the witch mistress's smile was still extremely embarrassing.

She had already recognized the fact that Leonard had never given up the idea of ​​killing the old man. The concession just now was just a disguise.

Thinking about it carefully, from the first day he knew him, this man has always "delivered what he said" and never took back any orders.

Seeing Leonard smiling warmly, Mistress Witch's breathing suddenly became rapid.

Although it turns out that Leonard's orders are 99% correct, but there are very few small mistakes, and he can always solve it successfully with his own ingenuity.

But it's too dangerous to stay by his side. This is a man who likes to walk a tightrope with everyone. Even if he can succeed 999 times in a thousand times, as long as he steps in the air once, he will easily fail. Fallen to pieces.

"Sure enough, I'm still too anxious."

Looking at the face of the witch mistress, Leonard, who was still smiling just now, sighed faintly, and said with a sad expression:

"Do you want to leave me?"

The embarrassed smile of the witch mistress completely froze on her face. She did have the idea of ​​leaving, and not only that, she had even begun to weigh the pros and cons, considering whether to give up the rest of the witch family and escape from Farland alone. .

The more she came into contact with Leonard, the more afraid she felt. When she still had an advantage in strength, she could still hold this fear in her heart. However, after Leonard pulled out her hair just now, this last The sense of security has also disappeared.

The price for disobeying his order this time is hair, next time ~www.novelmt.com~ will it be neck?

The more she thought about it, the more frightened she felt, even the witch family she had cultivated so hard wanted to give up, even if she had accumulated over the years and wiped it all away, she was now full of thoughts on how to escape from Flange, and she must stay away from this danger no matter what. man.

After her mind was directly pierced by Leonard, the witch mistress calmed down. She reached out and lifted the corner of her clothes, took out the short staff around her thigh, and aimed at Leonard from a distance.

"alright, alright."

Leonard raised his hands in a gesture of surrender and waved weakly.

He put away his sad expression and said helplessly: "As expected, I still can't read people's minds, I always thought that as long as the benefits were sufficient, everyone could walk with me.

After all, not only human beings, but all intelligent beings are driven by interests, and those things that love and love like to hate are completely superfluous.

My parents used to be so loving, but after finding out that killing my mother would gain the Lord of Shadows' favor, didn't my father do it? "

He looked at the slightly moved mistress, and said with a sullen expression: "I think even if some people hate me or are afraid of me, as long as I can let them get what they want, it's no big deal, after all, I don't I need everyone to like me, I just need them to follow my orders."

After explaining what was in his heart, Leonard looked at the sorceress mistress who was on guard in front of him, and sighed helplessly.

"But what I didn't expect was that even you would be afraid of me."

"You're one of my few friends... well, maybe the only one. Well... you don't seem to think so, but I do see you as a friend."

Leonard said with a sigh: "It seems that I really don't know how to make friends."