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Chapter 1599

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After a night's rest.

In the room, the black armor started from Lamias's neckline. Pieces of armor separated from the middle and retracted to the back of her neck. Finally, there was only a nail-sized lump attached to the back of her neck.

She reached out and touched her abdomen and ribs. Her face showed a hint of relief, but it quickly turned into a serious expression.

"The armor has completed its self-repair. Thanks to Eve's surgery, I used the armor's built-in healing technique and recovered almost all of it in one go. Now, I can engage in high-intensity combat at any time. But … "

However, she had already attacked Father Stella once. Looking at the situation now, the Holy Church would definitely strengthen their defenses … The Fallen Energy Field of the Reverse Holy Relic had also been exposed. The next time she wanted to deal with the Holy Knight Wasco, it would not be so easy.

Of course, Lamias did not think that Wasco would be able to find a way to resist the Fallen Energy Field in such a short time … She at least had some buffer time before the Holy Church's main force arrived.

In fact, she wanted to succeed in one go. But she did not expect that Father Stella was not affected by the Fallen Energy Field at all.

"Could it be that Stella's holy power is a mutated holy power, so he is not affected by the Fallen Energy Field …"

Lamias's thoughts turned quickly. If this guess was close to the truth, then it seemed to explain why the quality of Stella's holy power was so high that it could be said to be the best in the Holy Church.

This time, the operation to capture Stella had been exposed. The Holy Church would definitely investigate the inside. After all, Father Stella lived in seclusion in this seaside town. It was a highly confidential matter of the Holy Church. Not many people knew about it.

"If this capture is successful, then it's fine. If it fails … I'm afraid that the spy that the Congregation has sent to the Holy Church over the years will be exposed. Once the spy is exposed, the losses will be hard to calculate, and it will be difficult for me to absolve myself from the blame … I'm afraid that no one will speak up for me, and it's only a matter of time before I'm sent to Master Pride. "

In fact, if that Master Pride was a little more normal, Lamias wouldn't be too against it. The western world had always been more open when it came to the matters between men and women, not to mention that the Black Order was a reverse cross, which was naturally different from the Holy Church's method of maintaining purity.

What they did was to maintain the purity of their hearts. Their filthy bodies would be sublimated in their hearts, and their souls would be purified in an instant.

That was why Lamias didn't reject this act of charity. But Master Pride was an extremely twisted and tyrannical person.

Lamias was well aware of how the girls who had been toyed with until they had completely lost their qualifications to be human were sent out and then discarded … It was not a problem for them to submit themselves to a powerful existence, and it would be even better if they were as modest as this young manor master. Was he going to jump into the Purgatory Abyss even though he knew it was there?

At this time, Eve knocked on the door and came in with some breakfast.

"You seem to be in good spirits, Miss Lamias."

"It's all thanks to your superb surgical skills, Miss Eve." Lamias smiled. She didn't take the fact that she had pulled out a gun and shot at Eve yesterday seriously.

"I'm just following my master's orders," Eve said calmly. She then put down the breakfast and was about to turn around and leave.

Lamias suddenly said, "Miss Eve, why would an excellent woman like you willingly submit yourself to this place and serve a man?"

Lamias was no stranger to the profession of a maid. Many rich families in the world would have maids, and many of them would even take care of their masters' special needs in addition to taking care of their master's daily needs.

If it was a normal person, it would be normal for them to bow down in front of money. But the other party was an [Inhuman]. She would not submit to simple money.

Lamias could see that this Eve was really humble. As a woman, Lamias had an almost instinctive resistance to this kind of humility.

"You don't know the greatness of my master." [Eve] turned around, shook her head slightly, and said, "His existence is beyond the limits of what you can understand. Being able to serve Master is my only glory."

Lamias opened her mouth. The resistance in her heart was getting stronger and stronger. But she still had a favor to ask of Eve, so she had to suppress the strange feeling in her heart.

"We should live for ourselves," she said firmly. "No one has the right to control us!"

Eve's eyes suddenly flashed, but she said calmly, "One day, when you are controlled by my master, you will realize how foolish you are now. But unfortunately, based on your current situation, the possibility of you being controlled by my master is almost zero. "

As Lamias listened, she felt that something was wrong. This [Inhuman] called Eve must have been brainwashed. Why does it sound like it is right for me to be controlled?

Shaking her head, Lamias instantly lost interest in arguing with Eve. She would never be able to wake up that person who was pretending to be asleep. Perhaps she would wake up one day when she found out that the master of the manor that she worshipped like a god could also be injured, die, and cower in front of other stronger people.

"I'm fine now." With that thought, Lamias said directly, "According to the agreement I made with your master last night, I want to make a move tonight. Go and tell him. We will meet at the town square at six in the evening. I still have some things to do, so I have to leave first. "

With that, Lamias went out of the door and left the manor.

She was not afraid that the other party would break his promise and not come. As for this kind of not worrying … or even confidence, it was a mysterious feeling.

That guy didn't even care about a treasure like the Holy Relic of Reversal. He probably wouldn't break his promise … she thought.





Town, Church.

Jiahui, which was in ruins yesterday, was once again as good as new overnight. Other than the paint that was not completely dry, it was basically in good condition.

With such efficiency, it was only natural that the four Holy Knight trainees worked tirelessly. Of course, they did not get paid. Even the materials were provided by themselves.

"Stella, it's about time to say something."

In the newly tidied backyard of the church, Father Stella, who was basking in the sun while stroking his cat, was greeted by the shadow of Wasco.

"What should I say?" The priest asked knowingly.

The veteran Holy Knight held back his anger and said, "What's up with your holy power? Why is it not affected by the Holy Relic of Reversal? "

"Because I'm stronger." The priest said seriously, "All these years, I've been training every day! Ten years ago, I came here as a wandering monk from the East. I learned a mystical training method called the "Pure Yang Martial Arts". As long as you hang a ten kilogram weight on your brother's body every day for half an hour, in less than half a year, you will definitely be able to reap the benefits! So don't look at my age now, I'm still a pillar supporting the sky every day! "

He really wanted to slap this b * tch who was full of nonsense to death … But they were at most the same level, and it was hard to say who would win if they really fought. But if it was in the Fallen Energy Field, there was no doubt that he would lose completely, right?

This made Wasco vaguely worried. He couldn't explain it clearly.

"Fine, if you don't say it, I won't force you now." Wasco sighed … Although he had a lot of doubts in his heart, he was there when Stella burst out his holy power. Stella's holy power was really pure, so he dismissed the thought of secretly guessing that Stella might have fallen.

"But from now on, you can't even take half a step out of the church." Wasco said solemnly, "If necessary, I may forcibly take you back to the Holy Church headquarters! The Black Order's target is you, we can't let you stay here and wait for the Black Order to come and deal with you! "

Huff … Huff …

With the sound of snoring, the priest had fallen into a deep sleep under the umbrella.

Wasco couldn't help but shake his head and leave with an irritated expression.



Just as the Holy Knight Wasco was feeling irritated in the room, a reserve Holy Knight hurried in and said something that made the guests of the Holy Church feel shocked.

"What? The twelve knights of the knight mechanism are here? And they're right outside? "

"Yes …" The reserve Holy Knight who came to inform said nervously, "It seems to be the Clown Knight …"

"The Clown Knight, Dagonit …" Wasco pondered for a moment and nodded, "I, I'll go and meet the twelve knights of Britain!"

The Holy Knights of the Holy Church and the Twelve Knights of the Round Table had always been a topic of discussion in the [Inhuman] world … It was nothing more than which side was more powerful, which side had more achievements, and so on.

It had always been a three to seven ratio, and the Holy Church had always had the advantage — until a hundred years ago, when Ferrell of Britain came out of nowhere and directly took the title of the strongest knight.

Therefore, Wasco could not be polite in front of Dagonit, and probably would not be in his next life.

"Yo, Mr. Wasco, long time no see." Dagonit greeted the unfriendly Wasco like a gentleman. "It's been three years since we last met in the Holy Capital of the Holy Church. Mr. Wasco, you're still as handsome as ever! I heard that the Holy Knights of the Holy Church often use a kind of holy oil to train their bodies, which can strengthen their physique and endurance during fights. It seems that it's true … When can you give me a few kilograms of it? My waist hasn't been very good recently. "

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Mr. Clown blinked his eyes and said faintly like a wronged wife, "Mr. Wasco, this is Britain after all. You brought a few reserve Holy Knights to our country without reporting … I'm a security guard. Can't I even ask about it now? That won't do. We have to be fair. How about I sneak into the Holy City some other day? "

"If you dare to come, don't go back." Wasco sneered.

Ferrell was indeed powerful. Although Wasco did not say it, he knew in his heart … But only Ferrell was powerful!

Without Farrell, the British chivalry was like a wingless man. Now, the knight organization was weak. Most of the members at the twelve round tables were rookies who had been trained for the past ten years. They did not have a strong foundation, so the Holy Church did not treat them as a threat at all … They just maintained this superficial courtesy.

There were many churches in Britain, and the Holy Church's influence had long infiltrated.

"Then I'd better not go." The Clown Knight shrunk his neck and said, "After all, the pension in our country is not high. There's no need to die bravely."

Why was he the same as that bitch Stella?

Wasco was startled, and then said indifferently, "I just brought a few reserve Holy Knights to travel around the countries to train them … When I passed by here, I accidentally encountered the criminals of the Black Order, so there was some conflict. But we'll take care of it ourselves. There's no need to trouble the knight organization. Don't worry, we'll leave after we've taken care of things here. "

"That's great!" Dagonit suddenly said with a smile, "It seems that I'm in luck … I came here on a business trip to investigate the Black Order. Mr. Wasco, you're going to deal with the guys from the Religious Order here … I'm going to hug the thigh of the Holy Church! I'm going to stay here tonight! "

"What, you're going to stay here?"

"See, I've brought my luggage!" The Clown Knight pointed at the luggage behind him, "I've always admired the culture of the Holy Church … Oh right, I heard that the Holy Church's benefits are very good. Is it true that the reserve Holy Knights are accompanied by female university students? If it's true, then I'll apply as an exchange student! Mr. Wasco, are you interested in sending me back? Actually, my grandmother's cousin is also a devout believer, and I have faith in me too! "

What the hell!

Was this really the Twelve Knights of the Round Table who uphold the virtues of the knights?

How come this guy looked so serious when the Queen of Britain came to the Holy City for a state visit three years ago?

"Mr. Wasco?"

Seeing the Twelve Knights of the knight organization walking into the church with great enthusiasm, the Holy Knights did not know whether to stop him or not, so they looked at him with a troubled expression.

Wasco frowned and thought for a while, "Go, arrange a room for him … This is Britain's territory, we have to give him some face."

"Okay! I'll go right away! "The young reserve Holy Knight nodded.

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