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Chapter 21 Are You Willing To

He pursed his lips, subconsciously observing the subtle expressions of the other party.

The face of the visitor was sharp-edged, with a high nose and deep eyes, and deep eyes with light scrutiny. The sacrificial robe embroidered with silver patterns barely diluted the aggression in appearance.

——It should be that he didn't recognize himself.

Without waiting for Bian Ruofei's reaction, Noah Gracie opened the seat next to the "girl" as if he had acquiesced.

He sat down next to the girl, looked away, and looked at the pastor who was telling the daily lesson.

Bian Ruofei lowered his head and pretended to be reading the book in front of him, but actually secretly focused his attention on the man beside him.The position where he was sitting happened to block the exit of the aisle on his side, and it would be too deliberate to go around to the other side of the seat to leave.

In the tall and magnificent church, the sunlight reflects colorful light through the colored glass.Sitting side by side in the hall with bright colors, the two are both extraordinary in appearance, but they show a certain superficial harmony.

"Miss looks a little unfamiliar, doesn't she often come to pray?" Noah Gracie spoke out first, without taking his eyes off the pastor in the front row, as if he was just talking casually.

Bian Ruofei followed his current personality in women's clothing and did not reveal his voice.

He pointed to his lips, and then waved his hand gently, indicating that he could not speak.

Fortunately, he made a perfect camouflage before going out, and even the Adam's apple was covered by a tied ribbon.

Gracie quickly understood what he meant, and he didn't have any doubts, but some invisible surprise flashed in his eyes.

"So that's how it is." He said clearly, following the girl's movements, he noticed a small mole on her right earlobe.

The young executioner of the Holy See got a pen and paper from nowhere: "Tell me your name?"

He used a questioning tone, but with a habitual force.

Undoubtedly, Bian Ruofei, who was dressed in women's clothing, was accosted.

He once thought about whether he would be stopped because of his appearance when he was in the red light district, and whether he would be robbed in the slums, but he never thought that he would be accosted by this old acquaintance who had surrounded him with guards in the Holy See.

The "girl" seemed to feel uncomfortable, she shook her head slightly and was about to get up.

Noah Gracie quickly pressed "her" arm, stopping this shy and quiet woman.

"It's just a name. Although I'm not the priest on duty today, I can make an exception and pray for you." He didn't relax his grip on the girl's arm, and said softly and hard, with the intention in his tone not to let people leave immediately.

As soon as he entered the church, he noticed the girl sitting in an empty place.

Half of his body was bathed in the sun, and his fluffy blond hair looked extraordinarily dazzling, like a innocent and innocent lamb who didn't know much about the world.

The temperament made people feel a little familiar, but Gracie checked her memory, but she never remembered that she had seen this woman.

For the first time, he, who has always acted cruelly, started talking to people, and the reason was not the routine cross-examination as in the past.Even if the voice can be lowered, it still can't stop the oppressive feeling in the bones, which obviously makes the weak prey feel panic.

Then you can't let her go.

Noah Gracie smiled and looked at the other's rigid body and small delicate jaw.

What a beautiful encounter.

But the "girl" who is being watched doesn't think that this is obviously the fate of meeting friends on a narrow road and meeting each other on a narrow road.

Bian Ruofei sat down according to the strength of the other party, and took the pen handed over by the other party.

He randomly made up a name, without a surname, and put it in the crowd to call out the name that four or five people would turn back.

"Lily?" The man lowered his eyes and read out, finally satisfied, "My name is Noah."

He also didn't say his last name, and was fine with the overly intimate way of calling each other non-surnames when they first met.

"I will pray for you if we can meet under God's gaze." Noah Gracie gathered the piece of paper with the girl's name in his hands and brought it close to the other's ear, "Looking forward to meeting you next time."

Bian Ruofei hid to the other side in a personable way, feeling disgusted in his heart.

After Noah Gracie finished speaking, he straightened up and left the seat, taking the piece of paper with him.

Tuliu Bian Ruofei stared at his back silently.

Unexpectedly, the high-ranking deacon of the Holy See would choose him to strike up a conversation. Is this the ideal type of the other party?

With this episode, Bian Ruofei didn't intend to stay here, he tidied up his sleeves casually, and after confirming that there was no problem, he stood up and left, meeting the necromancer waiting outside the door.

The afternoon sun is the hottest moment, but it looks warm in winter. When you get close to the man in the hood, you can feel the temperature drop a little. Even the sunlight falling on him seems to have a depressing color.

"Are you leaving?" Samuel Bertram quietly stood beside Bian Ruofei.

"En." Bian Ruofei responded softly, relying on no one around.

Samuel casually glanced back at the refurbished magnificent building, and then followed in the footsteps of the blonde "girl".

inside the church.

The red-haired deacon stood on a certain spiral step, with half of his body hidden in the shadow, staring at the two figures going away.

That alien...

He just noticed his gaze.

The two stared at each other for a second.

There are greedy hungry wolves guarding the lamb that is about to hunt.

Things are getting interesting, Noah Gracie thinks.And he is certain of his prey.

There are countless clergy who submit to the Holy See with lovers or slaves.And the iron-blooded deacon, who has always been a loner, will definitely not give up the first lamb he aims at.

Bian Ruofei didn't notice the undercurrent surging behind him.

He said to the necromancer beside him, "We can visit the military area here at night."

In this country, the fault-like gap between Utopia and the civilian areas below will inevitably lead to hidden and irreconcilable contradictions, and it has obviously existed for many years, only waiting for a certain fuse to detonate.

As long as he stays in Irotic for the time being, there will be no shortage of opportunities to contact those organizations that are hostile to the Holy See.

"Everything here is actually nothing more than that." The evil mage who holds an army of millions of undead in another world commented, "But if you want to overthrow everything by yourself, you are still a bit naive."

"My God of Creation, your current strength can only be measured as that of an ant. I'm afraid it's unrealistic to want to shake an elephant." Samuel grabbed Bian Ruofei's shoulders and shrouded him in his own shadow .

"That's why I summoned you." Bian Ruofei smiled, "As you said, my thoughts sound naive and unconscionable, but I don't want to change myself to adapt to the laws here. I want Change the world, and you have the power and the experience."

The blond girl took a few steps forward and stood still. He took off his sunglasses, turned around and looked directly at Samuel standing in front of him. His eyes were bright and dazzling, like shining obsidian.

"So, are you willing to help me?" He stretched out his hand to the silent necromancer.

The God who once created the world extended an invitation to his creation.

Samuel was about to agree almost subconsciously, and his reason suppressed his almost blurted words in time.

Realizing what he almost did just now, the necromancer gritted his lower lip with his canine teeth, and asked maliciously, "What if I don't agree?"

"If you beg me, I will lend you my strength." He said lightly with a bit of cruel expectation.

Samuel completely ignored the rhetoric about "loyalty" he said to the boy in front of him when he first came to the world.

Even the contract made can be torn up, how can the promise made by the evil necromancer be credible?

Sure enough, the "girl" standing there was slightly taken aback.

Samuel couldn't wait.

Thinking of the possible humiliation and forced obedience on the other side, he felt the excitement spreading from his bone marrow, and even his pupils shrank slightly.

However, the reality was not as he wished.

"What?" After a brief daze, Bian Ruofei showed a relaxed expression, "I don't remember giving you the attribute of being arrogant before."

He coaxed with a little helplessness: "Then I beg you, help me, the great Lord Bertram, the strongest necromancer who controls the lifeline of the entire Tres Continent."

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Samuel: I don't care about you, I will eat you.

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