Chapter 111: On the Importance of Sentences

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Chapter 109 The Road to Roddy's IMBA
Chapter 111 The Importance of Sentences
罗 While Roddy was leaving, in the private room on the second floor of the pig's head bar just ten meters away from him, the five adventurous "Viper Cross" believers were making another plan amendment on the parchment—
"The first people will attack here, if Rubens' old manpower is enough, they will definitely appear here ..."
"... The monastic plus man counts, so we need to participate in the second offensive after the opponent reveals his cards."
的 The man in the robe should be the leader of the team, at this time with a little awe in his words, whispering: "Master Gallup seems to Rev. Akasha."
"Everyone can see that they don't look at each other very well."
The bald head, which was more than two meters high, snorted in a huff, and sharpened the tip of a short spear with a sharpening stone in his hand.
His words made the atmosphere of this team a bit silent. The "Viper Cross" sect is as contradictory as the "Rose Cross". Conflicts of interest and family conflicts abound among different bishops. It is not uncommon for a task to be "slammed to the end", so the pressure in the hearts of these five people is not small at this time, because if they mess up the task, they will also be able to escape.
"The escape route from the square to the west gate of the city is ready. If the west gate is blocked, we have two other roads to leave. The tunnel on the edge of Campe District has been dug for half a year and is now ready for use."
"Master Gallup has been planning for so long, we can definitely complete the task!"
"Don't be too optimistic too soon," the guy in the robe was leaning back on the wooden chair, squinting and pointing at the city square on the map: "'Rose Cross' is not vegetarian, wait for everything to begin ..."
"But there really is no room for manoeuvre."

September 17.
Hollier City is brewing an unprecedented storm. The strange thing is that no one tries to stop the storm, but they all think they have the absolute advantage, and they are thinking about how to get more benefits in this storm ...
But this is just a microcosm of the whole era.
In the evening, Francis at the Moria Manor finished reading the parchment paper in his hand. At this time, his condition had recovered from the previous gloom. The tight nerves had been relieved at this time, and more in his heart, It is faint expectation and excitement.
The fireplace glowed with warm fire, dissipating the premature chill that appeared in the villa outside the city, and the maid came in with her head down and brought delicate refreshments to the young count, who threw parchment into the fireplace. Staring at the burning paper, he took a tea cup and sipped it, waved his hand, and Willie came in at the door.
"The pagans still have no intention of further cooperation?"
"Master, they don't seem to trust us, but we found some interesting news outside the city ..."
Willie whispered a few words, and Francis' mouth twitched when he heard it, and laughed out: "So, why not help the heathen once again?"
Willie nodded, and Francis asked softly, "Where is the monastery?"
"Miss Sally-she has two mercenaries under her hand, all of them entered the city. Although hidden and clever, we have found traces. If you need them, we can take them tonight ..."
Willie made a scratching gesture, Francis narrowed his eyes, and snorted coldly, "She finally knew that she was going to be hard-handed? Oh, don't do anything today, just stare for a few days, wait for the day after tomorrow to make her too late Make other preparations ... Before that, just give her the illusion of holding a winning ticket, and I will 'celebrate' her as priest when the celebration takes place. "
Francis clenched his fists confidently, and then watched Willie's words, and said, "Is there any other news?"
有 "One-Titus and the Knights of Wellington have arrived in Hollier City."
After this sentence, Francis's happy expression was a little unnatural: "Come so fast?"
Although he has advanced into the "Elemental Division" and became a clerk who ordinary people can't compete with, Francis understands that if he cultivates 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 really spelled out with their father from the blood of the corpse mountains, and their strength was absolutely formidable ...
But they were so anxious to come over now ... Some speculation flashed in their hearts, Francis asked quickly, "Have they gone to the Ducal Mansion?"
"Visit once as usual, but I just checked it today, everything is the same as before, Lord Duke's condition has not improved," Willy thought for a while, adding: "Alpha Steward seems to be sick, I go to the Duke's House I didn't see him at the time. "
"It doesn't matter if Alpha is not sick, mainly ..." It seemed that there was something wrong, but Francis couldn't figure out how to understand, and finally waved: "Forget it, I don't always feel right, you go to increase the manpower of the arrangement Some, make sure you're foolproof, keep an eye on Titus and Wellington, of course-don't get too close, or they will definitely find out. "
The original relaxed mood was a little disturbed by this inexplicable message. Francis took a few steps back and forth in front of the fireplace, but in the end did not make any changes to his plan.
"It's been just a few days, and nothing else can happen ..."

September 18.
As he walked up to the monastery, Roddy looked at the towering church steeple, squeezed the dice he once gave to Sally, took care of his loose robe, and touched the moustache used for disguise. Taking a deep breath, he walked into the church.
Upstairs, the white stone floor was icy, and there was a crossbow shooting dent on the stone pillar in the front hall. Rorty remembered that Sally was hiding behind this stone pillar, and now I ca n’t help but sigh A coincidence of fate.
The temple guard wearing metal armor stood expressionlessly on both sides, and the pattern of roses and crosses on his chest was gorgeous and sacred. A thin whisper came from the front, mostly whispers of believers, or the priest's interpretation of the doctrine. The breath can smell the scent of the rose that is always left in the main hall of the church.
At this time, Roddy had a big belly, two mustaches on his lips, his eyes glistened, and a dome hat, and he looked like a businessman who was everywhere in the city—a donator to a monastery. In addition to the aristocracy, this kind of person gave the most, so he didn't get any obstacles along the way.
Although it is not Sunday, there are still more than half of all kinds of believers in the rows of seats in the church. After entering the main hall, Rody spent a cross in front of the idol, and then found the corner. He sat down and made a prayerful look, muttering words in his mouth, and glanced around quietly.
Sally didn't appear as expected.
Couldn't she see the message she left?
Roddy had previously left a message on Martin ’s meeting today in his letter. In order not to be surprised, he also specifically confirmed that Martin had reported to Sally before reassuring--but now she did not show up, did she? What went wrong?
However, the extraordinary hearing brought by "Environmental Sensitiveness" still made him notice some clues, and looked behind the idol. He roughly determined certain things and continued to wait.
Uh ...
Twenty meters away, Sally, who had stood here for a long time, pursed her lips slightly, leaned against the icy wall, and avoided the occasional glance that Roddy glanced over like a thief.
"This stupid ..."
This is what the saying goes, but the joy in my heart is undisguised, and it can even be said that there is an inexplicable sweetness. At the time, she wrote the letter with gritted teeth. Although the tone between the words was plain, she was in a terrible mood. This had a bad word and left, and it really made her feel like a few days. The uncomfortable did not eat, and even the goose egg face was almost thin with a sharp chin.
I've made me suffer so much, let you wait a bit more!
I glanced secretly, and Sally noticed that Roddy was still sitting upright and could not help laughing.
"Hee, a mustache ..."
The ringing bell at the top of the church proved that Roddy had waited for half an hour. Sally felt that this guy was waiting almost, and then she tried to get her face up and walked out.
Don't look at him Don't look at him, you must pretend to be casual ...
Sally walked towards the corner of the church without squinting, stretched her face all the way, and sat silently next to Roddy and began to pray silently. Although she looked like her, her ears almost stood up and listened to the next one. Quiet, the heart "thumped" throbbed.
After a full minute, Roddy never spoke!
"This clog ... ..."
Sally can't stand it--I'm sitting next to you, anyway, it's a little bit moving!
But when she wanted to say something, Roddy finally spoke out: "That—Master, I have something to confess to you ..."
Before he finished speaking, Sally, who was always stretched her face, "snapped" and laughed. She turned her head pretending to answer, "Only priests above the priest can listen to the repentance of believers. I am just a nun , Not yet a priest. "
Under her golden hair, Sally looked at this guy who has always made her jealous but hated to slap him for a while, and her pretty face tightened after a fleeting smile, "But , UU Reading www.uukanshu.com If you don't use the 'confessional room', I am here to listen to your confession, as long as you don't mind, devout believers. "
"It couldn't be better." Roddy coughed twice, and drew another cross in a fake manner.
Although he made a lot of predictions before speaking, Otaku Roddy is still a bit nervous when he really expresses his emotions, such as when he apologizes. This is not the same as a game game. It ’s the same thing in the game. A solemn apology with his friend is another matter ... so he hesitated for a long time and only came up with some inexplicable words:
"thank you."
Sally raised her eyebrows.
"I ... did something that shouldn't be done, hurt someone who shouldn't, thank you for giving me the opportunity to ... apologize." Roddy worked hard to rub those words he wanted to say into a sentence, "Speak to you I just walked away when I shouldn't say anything-I just hope I can say this now because I ... "
Roddy swallowed, and those words that had been rehearsed many times were eventually deleted in his mind, leaving only one sentence in the end--
因为 "Because I don't want to lose you-this friend."
I wasn't sure of the rhythm. Roddy broke the sentence because of a big pant and made a mistake, but he didn't realize that there was any problem. After he said it, he swallowed, and looked at Sally with some cramp, waiting for the other party's reaction ...
(Finish)
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