Father Miro murmured, "There must be a demon living under your angel face."
"What did you say?"
"No … nothing!"
"Then, Young Master Allen, you didn't come to inform me to learn first aid on the battlefield, did you?"
In the church, Father Miro held the scripture and found a seat to sit down. "You're here to listen to a story, aren't you?"
"Well, tell me about it, Father. Tell me about my father. "
"About this." Father Miro coughed softly and said, "Actually, after you left, Master Horn came to the church to find me."
Allen raised his head in surprise, "Grandpa?"
Miro laughed self-deprecatingly, "Yes, Master Horn must have thought that I met a swindler like you somewhere. I'm afraid he has sifted through my background several times in private. Unfortunately, I really know your troublesome father, so he asked me to stay. But he has a condition. "
"What condition?"
"Master Horn hopes that I won't reveal too much information about your father. So look, Young Master Allen. It's not that I don't want to tell you about that man Archimedes … "
Allen interrupted him and said, "Father Miro, there's one thing you have to understand. You can stay in Babylon with the right of abode given to me by the Federation. If I withdraw this right. "
Miro shook his head and smiled bitterly, "I knew you were as troublesome as Archimedes. Alright, alright, I'll tell you. But you have to hide it from Master Horn for me. That old man is also someone I can't afford to offend. "
"Of course."
"Let me tell you in advance, I've known Archimedes for a long time. But I'm not him. It's just that that man talks a lot and loves to drink. He always comes to me to complain when he has nothing to do. That's why I know something about him. But there's something I don't know. So, what do you want to know about him? "
Allen thought for a moment and said, "Did he ever tell you how he met my mother?"
Miro rolled his eyes and said, "About that, it seems like I've heard him talk about it. Let me think, yes, that was many years ago. However, that day was very special. A rainstorm caused the water tower in the town to collapse, and the town was almost turned into a large pond. It was that day when Archimedes came again. It's been almost three months since I last saw him … "
The sky was gloomy, and the rain did not seem to stop. The town's water tower collapsed, and with the sewers clogged up, most of the town became a pool. In such bad weather, God Miro could only hide in his small church. The newly repaired ceiling began to leak again due to the heavy rain, which made the church very damp. Father Miro had to light a fire in the fireplace to get rid of the damp air.
When he had drunk a third of the bottle of bitter, inferior wine, there was a knock on the door. Father Miro thought he had heard wrongly. After all, who would come to church in such bad weather? Even those who claimed to be the most loyal believers were probably hiding in their warm homes and had no time to pay attention to the pitiful chapel that could collapse at any moment in the wind and rain.
"Coming, coming" Father Miro stood up reluctantly. Before he could open the door, the door to the auditorium was kicked open. Rain powder immediately drilled in with the cold wind, causing Father Miro to roar a few times. He roared angrily, "Damn it, which blind one is it? Do you know that kicking the door is damaging the sacred object … "
"Damaging the sacred object requires a huge amount of compensation!" The priest emphasized the word "huge" again.
"You greedy old thing, sooner or later, you will die in the pile of money." A figure came in from outside the door. He casually kicked the door shut. Unfortunately, it was too hard. The door shook and the bolt on the frame shook off. As a result, the door panel leaned against the side, revealing a corner of the gap, allowing the cold wind and rain powder outside the door to continuously drill into the church.
Only then did Miro see that the rude fellow had covered himself from head to tail with a blanket printed with a sunflower pattern. Of course, due to the heavy rain, the blanket was already drenched, causing his entire body to drip with water. He took off the wet blanket and threw it to the ground. Instantly, the air in the church smelled of blood.
"Archimedes?" When he saw his face clearly, Miro shouted, "Damn it, it's you again, bastard. I haven't even settled with you for kicking the wooden fence of my church last time, and this time you've broken my door. You're still bleeding. This is a stain on the Holy Land, you know! "
He walked over carelessly, took the priest's wine without asking and took a gulp, then scolded, "It's really disgusting."
Following that, he took off his coat, casually wiped off the water droplets, and poured the wine on the wounds on his body like disinfectant. The wounds had already been stitched up, but blood oozed out again. When he washed it with the inferior wine, he only frowned.
Miro wanted to kick this bastard out of the church, but he knew that even a hundred of himself were no match for this man. He could only groan, "My wine. Bastard, what are you doing? You're covered in wounds. "
He sat down beside the fireplace. Because of the backlight, Miro couldn't see his face clearly, but he felt that he was smiling.
He was indeed smiling, and said with a smile, "This deal is very interesting, Father. It's just that there's a small problem. "
Miro glanced at his injuries and said, "You have a lot of small problems."
"It's quite troublesome, but it's very interesting. You know what? I got a big deal on Black Street. Someone wanted to buy the life of a member of a large family. It was going well. The information provided by the boss was very accurate, and I successfully killed the target's family guard. But in the end, I still messed up. "
"Did you run into an expert from a clan?"
"No, it's a woman. An interesting woman. She said she could give me double the price on the condition that I take her away from her family and Babylon. "He laughed heartily," Oh, her name is Lanny. She's the daughter of Bescot. "
Miro was shocked, "Bescot? You actually assassinated Bescot's men, you lunatic! What happened? You killed her? "
"No, how could I kill such an interesting woman? That's why I said I messed up. No, the buyer is sending killers to kill me. But they're all trash. From Babylon to Black Iron Town, I killed three black groups. " He stretched lazily and said, "But I've made an appointment with that woman. I'll go find her in a while."
"You want to take her away? Idiot, that's Bescot. If you kidnap their daughter, it won't be a mere three hunting groups chasing you! "Miro almost shouted.
He replied lazily, "What does it matter?"
"Of course there is. Bescot will definitely dig out your information. And I will be implicated because of you. Heavens, I'm just a poor priest. Why would I get involved with a bastard like you? "
"Really? Close? Locust Cover is still Su Sou's silly cassock.
"What are you talking about? I thought we were friends. Even if I got into trouble because of this, I wouldn't frown."
"But why are your eyebrows already knitted together?"
"That's just my habit, bastard."
He laughed and stood up, saying, "I'm going to bed. As usual, please prepare me wine and food. This is yours. "
A bag almost hit the priest in the face. Miro picked it up and opened it. Inside were a few irregular nuggets of gold. He immediately put it away and shook his head and sighed, "You bastard, this is the only benefit you have."
After a week in the church, he left. But this time, he came back very quickly. In less than half a month, the man returned to the church.
He was a little depressed when he came back this time.
Miro threw him a bottle of bad wine and said, "Did you mess up again?"
"It seems so." He took the wine and took a sip. "I think I'm in love, Father."
Miro almost spat out the wine he had drunk. Even if he said that he had killed the young lady, the priest would not be surprised, but he actually said that he was in love. That stupid, rude bastard who killed people for food actually said that he was in love?
"If you show that expression again, I'll twist your poor head off."
In order not to say goodbye to his body, Miro put on a serious expression. "It's not surprising that you're in love. Little De, it's time for you to find a woman. You see, you're not young anymore, are you? "
"If I hear that disgusting name again, I can kill you for free."
Miro finally couldn't help but roar, "Bastard, how can a guy like you who only knows how to fight and kill fall in love? There must be something wrong with your brain, right? "
He sighed, "How would I know, but I feel very happy with her. Look, even if her guards found me, I only knocked them out and didn't kill them. This must be the magic of love. "
"This is as absurd as a devil wanting to convert to my Lord."
"What did you say, Father?"
"Nothing, I just want to say. If you love her, give her happiness. "
"If that's the case, alright then." He drank all the wine in one gulp and prepared to leave.
Miro asked casually, "Where are you going?"
"Back to Babylon." He turned around and smiled. "She said she wanted to leave Babylon, so I'll take her away. That way, she'll be happy, right? "
At this point, Father Miro raised his head and looked at Allen. Allen didn't know whether to laugh or cry. "Don't tell me that my father kidnapped my mother from the family. How much of it was because of you?"
Miro smiled and said, "You see, I didn't do it on purpose. Who knew that bastard … Oh, no. Your father is really a bit hasty. "
This is not just hasty, this is simply inexplicable. Allen said in his heart.
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