Chapter 2094: Backstab

Chapter 2094 Backstab
Holding her hand in front of her chest, Sister Celion hesitated and said at this moment: "Why... why because I am a candidate for the saint girl, can't it?"
She was wondering the possibility that if the Callitor kept herself forcibly, she could knock him down.
The self-defense skills that I have learned in [Freedom City Academy] finally... will it finally come in handy?
"Because you have the power of the sacramental ritual in your body." The Calvin University scholar said sternly: "This power can better help me save Robert."
"Robert?" Sister Celion was startled, and subconsciously looked at the seriously injured person on the table. "He?"
"Robert is my nephew." The Gal writer said what shocked the nun. "Perhaps it was the guidance of the will of faith that let you bring Robert to me... Sister, I need the power in you."
Sister Celion hesitated and shook her head: "I'm sorry, I...I don't understand very well. Besides, there are many candidates for the Saint Maiden, do I have to be needed?"
She doesn't want to get involved in trouble, but if it is to save people...[Sage] is on, she has to do it.
"You don't necessarily need you, but you happen to be here." Gal writers said directly: "Every girl who has participated in the holy girl ceremony and finally passed the sacrament baptism, the power of the sacrament in their body will have a short stay. , It gets weaker and weaker over time, and finally disappears. This process usually takes two to three years. Of course there are many such holy girls reserve, but you are right in front of me, do you understand, nun."
"He... This Mr. Robert's situation is very serious?"
"Yes, it's very serious." The Gal writer nodded: "The ointment I applied to him can only be delayed for a while. I need this little time to find a girl with residual sacramental power in her body. Nun. , I hope I found you. In fact, I didn’t even hope that Robert might not be able to survive the dawn.

"What am I going to do?" Sister Celion took a deep breath, her expression determined.
"Don't you even ask about the cause and effect?" Gall said in awe.
Sister Celion smiled bitterly: "Mr. Calvin, haven't you already said that I don't have the first choice... But, I was only involved in saving people, and then I immediately left and continued with my first choice. Otherwise. , I’m afraid I can only use those self-defense techniques that I have never used on your body. So, what am I going to do?"
The Gal writer said: "Come here and hold Robert's palm. I will help you trigger the residual power of the sacrament in your body... faster."
He stepped away.
Sister Celion took another deep breath, gritted her teeth, resolutely stepped forward, and took Robert's palms in both hands, as ordered by the Calderist.
"Now, start praying as usual."
The nun nodded, and she was about to hold Rob's palm against her forehead, and whispered: "Although we don't know each other, I hope you can be safe, poor man... Amen"
She closed her eyes slowly.
The Calderist gave Sister Celion a different look, and asked abruptly, "Why were you only fifth in the last session?"
The nun said with a calm face: "I am not a favored one, I have been weak in prayer... Yes, does it matter?"
"It's okay." The Gal writer shook his head, and said sternly: "Go ahead."
"it is good."
The nun closed her eyes again, and prayed with her heart-the Callitor was standing behind the nun at this time.
I saw a broken blade, and suddenly slipped from his sleeves... Holding the half-cut blade in his hand, the Gal writer whispered something, and his eyes condensed, actually directly piercing the broken blade. Behind Sister Celion.
The blow of the back stab caused Celion to open his eyes suddenly, and a huge tingling pain was even accompanied by a terrible feeling of pulling away.
Under the dual effects of momentary pain and withdrawal, Sister Celion seemed to see a splendid world.
The body of consciousness, in the splendid and dazzling world, seemed to fall instantly into the cold lake... She felt her body begin to sink, being swallowed by the abyss at the bottom of the lake.
Sister Celion was instantly swallowed by the feeling of fear and suffocation.
death.
...
what--! !
Take a deep breath.
Driven by instinct, she greedily inhaled fresh air for her body that was squeezed to the extreme... Sister Celion even started coughing violently.
She choked on the water...she woke up from a very shallow pool!
The pure white world, and the endless horizon, just happened to be no more than a pool of normal people's knees... Sister Celion got up in horror.
Out of pure whiteness, she can hardly even see anything.
However, the pool below her feet seemed to be more than just her... Sister Celion looked at a person lying under the pool in an incredible manner.
A lot of people, densely packed, neatly arranged, stretched under her feet.
Sister Celion wanted to scream, but she quickly covered her mouth... It was so quiet that even the sound of the heartbeat could be heard clearly!
"You are right to be restrained."
"Who!"
Facing the sudden voice, Sister Celion patrolled around nervously... in front of and behind her, she couldn't see the second person waking up from the pool.
"Close your eyes first."
"why!"
"If you don't want to usher in real death, do as I say, I will pull you into my room... Hurry, they are coming." The voice sounded again-in Sister Celion's brain Directly sounded.
The voice sounded a little eager... Sister Celion had no choice but to follow the other party's prompts, and slowly closed her eyes, then took a breath, pinched her nose, and sank into the pool again. .
"open one's eyes."
Sister Celion opened her eyes quickly after hearing this... but she was shocked again by everything in front of her!
She actually appeared in a church at this time-why did she suddenly appear in the church again? At this time, she was still pinching her nose.
"Welcome, to the mezzanine of consciousness."
The sound that sounded this time, as if possessing a real body, Sister Celion suddenly turned around, and saw that standing in front of her was a person with white hair, white eyebrows, and gray pupils, who was standing in front of her waist. boy.
The boy was wearing a loose robe... completely unfitting.
"you are?"
"You can call me..." The boy with white hair and white eyebrows and gray eyes smiled and said, "Medanzo."
"Medanzo?" Sister Celion frowned, seeming to be looking for information about the name.
But the boy in front of him smiled and said, "You won't have heard my name...you can only hear my name, my voice, Sister Celion."
"You...you know me?" Sister Celion's face was very surprised.
"I know you, I have witnessed your life, from your birth to your present." The boy named [Medanzo] slowly nodded: "I have witnessed every person born in the Kingdom of Holy Light. "
"This...what is this..." Sister Celion shook her fist and placed it in front of her chest, looking around in fear - this church.
In this church, it turned out to be an angel.
An angel with 36 wings, and on the feathers of each wing, there is an eye... an angel statue with countless eyes!
"I said, this is the mezzanine of consciousness." The boy said slowly again: "The correct statement is a transit point between the Petitioner Tower and the destiny system."
"I...how am I here?" Sister Celion hesitated: "I know the destiny system, but...but what is the Petitioner Tower?"
The boy said, "Before answering your questions, are you ready to know all this... Calvin, I should have told you. If you don't cause trouble, you just need to stay here at ease. Soon you will wake up again. Then you leave Calvin's house and forget what happened tonight."
"I……"
The huge thirst for knowledge is madly impacting the persistence in the sister's heart...as if it is instinct, instinct is driving her to speak, to ask everything the boy knows.
On the 36-wing angel statue, the countless eyes seemed to have been opened, and everyone was watching her, waiting for her answer.
Finally, with determination in her heart, Sister Celion let out a sigh of relief, "I...I just want to save people."
The boy with white hair and white eyebrows was not surprised by this answer, but suddenly asked: "You don't even know what Calvin and Robert did, whether it was a good thing or a bad thing. Just to save people, whether it's good or bad... Maybe, Calvin and Robert are doing something that is not good for the Kingdom of Light. And if you save people, you may become an accomplice."
Sister Celion shook her head, "Although I saw this Mr. Robert for the first time, and it was the first time I came to Mr. Calvin's house, but I could feel that they... love life very much, and they have a lot in their hearts. Pure belief, they are not bad guys."
"Oh?" The boy nodded, and then said again: "You feel very keen, this is a kind of talent... Otherwise, your consciousness will not come here. Okay, I know your choice. Sai Sister Lynn, stay here before you wake up, they can't find it here."
"They... mean?"
The boy smiled casually: "Of course it is the will guard of the destiny system. They always like to bite me."
Sister Celion opened her mouth, subconsciously wanting to ask something.
It's just that the boy blinked at her at this moment, Sister Celion realized instantly, and then pressed her mouth tightly.
The boy also showed a slight smile.
"I... can I pray here?" Sister Celion asked suddenly.
"It's okay." The boy said calmly: "But praying here is actually useless. Of course, there should be some psychological comfort. Do you still want to pray here?"
Sister Celion nodded: "The saint of [Free City] [Holy Fall] is here, and the saint will be resurrected on the third day of the crucifixion. I...I also want to contribute my own strength."
"Resurrection on Good Friday." The boy seemed to mumble, "If there were people who were willing to help me..."
"what did you say?"
The boy shook his head, "Just stay here, just remember not to look at the eyes of the statue...remember."
After speaking, the strange boy slowly disappeared before Sister Celion's eyes.
The nun subconsciously went to look for him, watching around in the church... She quickly moved her eyes to the 36-winged angel statue.
But she instantly thought of what the boy had told her to say, and quickly closed her eyes, turned around, and turned her back to this strange... strange statue of an angel with 36 wings.
The mezzanine of consciousness, the petitioner tower... the destiny system...
Sister Celion shook her head suddenly and said to herself: "Don't think, don't think...don't think about it."
But they are still in her consciousness, lingering.
...
...
Francis Hotel, in the corridors of the floors covered by Mr. President.
The man with sunglasses walked to the door of a room... In front of the door, another man stood guarding.
"It's okay." The man with sunglasses asked casually.
"This door has never been opened anyway." The man guarding the door said lightly, "But the room here is really soundproofed, and the sound inside is not audible at all."
"I'll go in and take a look." The man with sunglasses said, "Time should be almost up...Come and see, what is the origin of this guy who sneaked in, and whether he is qualified enough to be our companion."
Hearing this, the man who guarded the door swiped the access card directly and opened the door of the room...the moment he opened it, he saw a figure suddenly jump out.
The man with sunglasses had sharp eyes and swift hands, and instantly slammed his knee into the figure that flew out.
It’s just that he didn’t knock him down. The man with sunglasses even grabbed his thigh tightly... the guy who was flying in front of him made a low growl like a beast, opened his mouth and thought. To bite the man in sunglasses.
"what happened?!"
The man who guarded the goal immediately shook his spirits and quickly hugged the crazy guy from behind and pulled away.
The man in sunglasses frowned. He looked into the room and saw traces of destruction everywhere in the room...Even the guy who was originally handcuffed to the chair was turned to the ground at this time.
Looking at the beastly crazy guy at this time, the gatekeeper said quickly: "I can't hold this guy anymore...what should I do?"
The man in sunglasses frowned and motioned to the goalkeeper to release Asathes...The moment he let go, he quickly kicked Asathes into the room, and the goalkeeper quickly closed the door of the room again. .
The two stood outside the corridor and both saw the doubts on each other's face.
"Could it be... the dose used was too heavy?" the man behind the gate asked hesitantly.
"The dose is normal." The man with sunglasses shook his head.
The man behind the gate thought for a while and said, "That means, this guy is an unsuitable person of [Holy Water]? What a bad luck, one in a million chances will be met? What should I do now? Robert is still locked up with this guy. So did Robert. After the second injection, he was also mad, like crazy! What happened! Fache...could it be that [Holy Water] had a problem?"
The man with sunglasses...Fache said with no expression on his face at this moment: "[Holy Water] There will be no problem. If there is a problem, how can you stand here normally."
"It's also..." The goalkeeper nodded, "So now?"
Fache said quickly: "I'll meet Mr. President."
(End of this chapter)