On the rest day, students were strolling around in twos and threes in the quiet school grounds … Especially the large grassland, which was a good place for them to get close to nature.
At this time, a black Beetle slowly drove into the school's driveway, attracting the attention of many students … It seemed that many students recognized this black Beetle.
Speaking of which, it wasn't that there weren't people who drove this car. There were many people in the world, but in this school, it seemed that there were only two people so far — one of them was naturally the owner of this black Beetle.
As for the other one, it was a newly transferred girl from the School of Theology — But most people seemed to only have an impression of this female freshman, and could not remember what she looked like.
Maybe it was because she looked like a passerby, so they could not remember … Busybodies quickly gave such an explanation. Besides, this new girl seemed to have disappeared for a week.
The owner of this black Beetle left a deep impression — Lamias, a genius scholar of the Physics Department, one of the teachers of the Physics Department, but she often went out for academic exchanges, so she did not stay in the school to teach much.
But there was one thing, every student taught by Teacher Lamias, the classroom of the Physics Department was always full.
"God! Teacher Lamias is back! "
"Oh! I have waited for half a semester and winter break, finally the chance to woo the goddess came? "
"No, no! Teacher Lamias is too sexy, I have to go back and take a shower! "
"You still want to go back? I am already fine!! "
In short, the black Beetle still drove slowly, and finally came to the parking lot of the Physics Department building.
Black hair, black dress … black shoes, but her skin was unusually pale, but she did not look weak, and could be called the perfect body among women.
At this time, there were many students outside the parking lot, most of them were male … Teacher Lamias took off her sunglasses, smiled at the students, and nodded … After nodding, she went directly into the building and went all the way back to her office.
Although Lamias was only a teacher, she had her own private office. This was different from a certain idle teacher in a certain seminary, who could only sit in the main room and work together with several teachers.
As soon as she pushed the door open, she found that there was already someone waiting in the office. It was a man in his forties, dressed in a suit and leather shoes. If there were any students here, they would probably immediately recognize this middle-aged man as the school's discipline director.
Seeing Lamias come in, the discipline master frowned and said, "Is this not a good time for you? The two knights stationed here have been quite active these few days."
Lamias acted as if she didn't hear him. She walked straight to the tea table and turned around. "Coffee? Or black tea? Green tea is fine too. It's imported from China and tastes pretty good. "
The Discipline Master's frown deepened, but there was nothing he could do. Although he was the Discipline Master in the academy and theoretically had a higher status than Teacher Lamias, it was different in other places.
"Water then. It's healthy." Lamias threw a bottle of mineral water to him.
The Discipline Master frowned again. After Lamias sat down, he slowly said, "People from the Holy Church are here. According to our intelligence, this time it's very likely that Wasco is leading the team. We speculate that they're here for Stella. In addition, the headquarters of the knights in the Fog City also sent a twelfth knight. It's the clown Dagonit. This morning, Muffin and Wickidor left the academy. It seems that they're going to help … So, you really shouldn't have come back at this time. It's very likely that your identity will be exposed. "
Lamias looked at the Discipline Master in front of her expressionlessly. When the Discipline Master's expression became unnatural, she said indifferently, "Stella is the former warden of the Godly Might Prison. He resigned for such a long time. The Holy Church has been hoping to summon him back to the headquarters. Over the years, there are always several groups of Holy Church lobbyists coming here every year. This time, they sent Wasco probably because they've reached the limit of their patience. As for the knights, I'm afraid that they're also alarmed by the fact that Wasco is leading the team this time … However, the knights probably don't know that a former warden of the Godly Might Prison is hiding in a small town in their country. In general, these two groups of people are not coming for us. "
The Discipline Master said again, "There's one more thing about the former prime minister. You probably knew about his death a long time ago. However, he left behind a lot of things after his death. Our intelligence speculates that the knights of Britain may have found out about the relationship between the former prime minister and us … Especially the matter of the [Dragonrider Armor]. "
Lamias said indifferently, "The [Dragonrider Armor] is just a simple model. Even if the knights can crack it, they'll just have a few more toys at most … So what if they're exposed. We have more important things to do after this. This is directly related to the future of the Order. No matter what the Holy Church and the knights do, they won't be a match for the Order in the future. "
Lamias had always been very confident. The Discipline Master knew about this … However, she seemed to be a little overconfident at this moment. This made the Discipline Master have some guesses in his heart. "Could it be that that thing is about to be completed?"
"Soon. As long as we get one more holy relic." Lamias rested her chin on her hands. Her great breasts pressed against the laptop on the table. She revealed a breathtaking smile.
The Discipline Master couldn't help but gulp … However, compared to the temptation in front of his eyes, the shock and ecstasy in his heart couldn't be concealed.
As the cadres of the Black Faction, they had done a lot of things over the years. After a hundred years of development, the restored Order would definitely reach a higher level.
After a hundred years of preparation, from the moment they obtained the Impaler Duke's corpse, the plan was officially launched. Later, they successfully seized the holy relic of the Pechoras Monastery … Finally, that plan was about to enter the final stage?
"If that's the case, then you shouldn't have come back at this time!" The Discipline Master said sternly.
Lamias said, "We need someone with pure holy power. Among so many prey, there's no one more suitable than the former warden of the Godly Might Prison. If it wasn't for Stella living in seclusion here, the Order wouldn't have sent you to be stationed here all these years. "
"Stella's strength is unfathomable." The Discipline Master shook his head. "I'm afraid that you alone won't be enough."
After all, he was facing the former warden of the Godly Might Prison … a powerful Inhuman. The Discipline Master knew very well that Lamias was an ordinary human in all aspects. At most, she was a relatively powerful human who had been trained. However, she was still very far away from becoming an Inhuman.
"One is enough." Lamias smiled. "The one who crucified Saint Jesus was also a human."
Vaguely, the Discipline Master seemed to have thought of something. He couldn't help but be slightly shocked. He blurted out, "Could it be … that thing has been completed?"
Lamias didn't say anything. She just turned back and played with a pendant on her collar. She even said something else. "Are there any good seedlings recently? After a while, the Order will be completely closed. I think this is the last chance to take in new blood in a short time. "
The Discipline Master knew that with his authority, he was afraid that he could only go so far … He remembered that apart from being a member of the Action Team, Lamias was also responsible for reviewing and recruiting new members. So, he said, "There's nothing to pay attention to. However, there is an heir of a large financial group studying here. Perhaps we can take them in as peripheral members and provide funds for the Order."
"Alright, do as you see fit." Lamias nodded. "During this period, I'll be attending classes for a few days … You just do as usual."
The Discipline Master could only leave Lamias's office with a stomach full of doubts.
After the Discipline Master left, Lamias pulled open the curtains of the office and looked at the town outside. A strange color flashed in her eyes. "What's so special about this place … Why are there so many devout souls?"
Shaking her head, Lamias stretched her body and took out a silver pistol from under her skirt … She disassembled it. After disassembling it, she began to clean it slowly, but it seemed that she was not satisfied with it.
In fact, she had a beloved pistol, but she somehow lost it when she was in Romalia.
In a few seconds, Lamias assembled the silver pistol again. Then, she turned her chair and faced the window. The muzzle of the pistol pointed at the sky and made a shooting motion.
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[HALLELU-YAH]
Father Stella was playing the piano.
The singing came from the mouth of the young choir children. Everyone kept quiet and listened to the sound of praising the Lord … The children were really cute like angels. Among them, the oldest was only ten years old, and the youngest was only four years old. They were all children of the town.
After the choir gathering, there was a prayer gathering. As usual, it was led by Father Stella. After that, he would give a lecture to everyone.
In the church of the town, there was only one Father Stella. He took care of all the affairs of the church. It was said that every Easter, Father Stella would personally make gifts.
Almost every respectable man liked this kind priest, who was a little old and stout, and had a little bald on his forehead.
After the lecture, there was a gathering … There were many different kinds of gatherings on Monday. The crowd would be divided into different rooms of the church.
At this time, in a room of the church, Father Stella was listening to the hearts of the believers. Because they all lived in the same place, they all knew each other.
"She hasn't woken up yet. I don't know what to do … She is very devout. She has never missed a church gathering on the rest day."
In the room, a man was covering his face in pain. His sad crying made the men sitting around him sympathize with him.
Mr. Smith, the owner and chef of a famous restaurant in the town. They had all eaten Mr. Smith's food before, so they were more or less familiar with him. They knew about the misfortune that Mr. Smith had suffered, but they didn't expect that the difficulties of life would make this optimistic man cry like this.
Father Stella comforted him in a low voice. He selected a few passages from the scripture and slowly read them in front of Mr. Smith … The priest's voice seemed to have the power to warm people's hearts.
Mr. Smith had let go of his pain, but his mood was unknowingly relaxed … The difficulties were not solved. His wife was still lying in the hospital's intensive care unit, and his son was still missing. But he had a feeling that the future was good, and all the difficulties would eventually be solved. He regained his hope for life.
"Thank you, Father." Mr. Smith said gratefully.
He needed this kind of spiritual comfort. This would allow him to continue and not collapse. This was also the reason why he deliberately left the hospital today and came to the church.
When the gathering was over, Mr. Smith would have a chance to rush back to the hospital.
"You are all devout believers of the Lord." Father Stella's voice gradually became faintly discernible, blending into the hearts of the people bit by bit.
In the room, a soft light flickered faintly, but the believers were in the comfortable state of their hearts being caressed, and did not seem to notice.
But someone could notice … Mayer Lada!
At this moment, he was hiding outside the window of the room, and showed a hint of surprise — he had been squatting here for a long time!
From early morning, when Father Stella began to prepare for the worship, he had been waiting … For the whole morning, he stared at the old man, Father Stella, and was about to doubt his life — finally, at this moment, he waited for what he needed!
Holy Power!
This old man was not simple, he had Holy Power, and looking at the situation, the quality of the Holy Power was quite high — this did not matter, what Mayer Lada needed was just a trace of Holy Power leaked from Stella's identity at this time, and that was enough!
The communication device in his hand quietly absorbed a little bit of holy power, and it reacted … That was enough! He could make a communication!
Mayer Lada was suddenly ecstatic, and felt that his bad luck had completely passed!
He quickly got up and ran outside without saying a word — he wanted to contact the tribe in the [Inhuman Domain], and let the tribe send reinforcements!
— Wait for it, old mage, the humiliation you have inflicted on me, I will definitely return it double! Return it ten times! Return it twenty times!
At the same time, Father Stella, who was reciting scriptures in the room, suddenly shook his head, and then flicked his finger, and a small golden light shot out of the window.
Mayer Lada, who was running away, suddenly felt a pain in his calf, and fell down. The communication device crystal in his hand rolled out at once!
Mayer Lada was shocked, and when he was about to get up to pick it up, he heard a crack!
He saw a burly figure appear in front of him without him knowing … The communication device crystal had broken under the feet of this burly figure!
Wasco!
"Oh? Did I step on something? "
Looking at the frighteningly strong old man in front of him, the corner of Mayer Lada's mouth twitched a few times, and then he asked faintly, "You … How heavy are you?"
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