Chapter 1983: Western dragons (64)

The girl was silent for a long time before she spit out a sentence. "Raphael is not a monster, Arnold, these are not important, aren't they? What we are doing now is Repel those monsters and undead."
The look on her face is a little indifferent, but it makes people feel that things are not simple, but they don't want to say more. In a sense, there is a kind of pale powerlessness.
The blond young man opened his mouth and he frowned. "Well, Andrea, I respect your decision and believe in your words."
Arnold is now somewhat remorseful. If he did not leave the residence of the city owner in advance, but stayed for a few more days, everything would not be different.
Feeling tired on the body, I can only find some comfort on the food.
Shen Mubai does not care for his appetite, can eat and eat.
However, in the eyes of everyone, the girl is doing everything too normal.
Vickers look at the cold-looking people, eating as usual, can not help but feel a bit embarrassed and distressed, "Everything is my responsibility, if I did not tell the saints in time, it would not happen."
He couldn't imagine what the saint had encountered, not to mention the fact that the Holy See had apparently had a must and dissatisfaction. If it were not to resist the devil and the undead, it would have long since deprived the position.
For the first time, the Vik priest was shaken by the Holy See. He even felt that the current Holy See was hypocritical and corrupt and incompetent.
Obviously, we can avoid all things happening. In the past few years, we have not only internal corruption, but we have not fulfilled our duties. This is a satire for the bright God.
The Cavalier’s Fleet was silent for a moment, patted him on the shoulder.
When the monster and the undead are driven away, I have already planned to leave the Holy See voluntarily to be an ordinary magician.

The vik official was shocked. "You have already decided?"
Fletley nodded and put his gaze on the girl who was dining. He sighed. "I always thought that I was looking for the of light, not the present."
Vickers looked down on his gaze and hesitated.
Fletley noticed his strangeness and asked, "What happened to you?"
Vickers shook his head. "No, nothing."
I don't know if it is his illusion. I always feel that the face of the saint is more rounded than before.
Vic's official squinted.
The girl chewed the food in her mouth, and her face was cold and elegant. Even if she sat there, she was still holy and clean, so that she could not be dazed.
The white cheeks line is slightly raised.
Vickers felt that they must have made a mistake.
The saint had eaten too much bitterness outside, and even the body was a little thinner than before.
He thought so distressed.
After all, after a year, some impressions have a vague shadow.
The monsters and the undead are constantly breaking through, and other races are united with the Holy See. Even if the purity of the light of Shen Mubai is polluted, it can also resist treatment.
However, the news from the Holy See was that everyone was paralyzed.
"The light statue of the main shrine was destroyed." All the priests had an incredible look of anger on their faces.

Who did it?
The believers of the God of Light have been unable to restrain their anger.
The Cavaliers’ Flett’s face is complicated,
I heard that it is a golden dragon.

Everyone has widened his eyes and felt incredible. "Golden Dragon? What do you say? Is that a golden dragon?"
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