"Just a glance? Do you think everyone is a pervert like Ferrell? A pervert? "
"Do you think I'm joking?"
"No … Although you've always liked to joke, you can't afford to joke about this."
The conversation between the Clown Knight Dagonit and the current head of the knight organization, Mr. Gareth, took place in the cockpit of the fighter plane.
"The Holy Church, the Black Order … Mysterious strong men." Gareth looked at the report in his hand and frowned. "What's so special about this town that these guys are attracted to?"
"I don't care. I know I'll die here, so I'm not going to stay." Dagonit shook his head.
Gareth was a little dissatisfied … but he didn't say anything. The knight organization seemed to have been reorganized, but the power was in the hands of the Queen. Even Gareth himself had pledged allegiance to the Queen in the battle of Fog City.
Even so, there were still different voices in the knight organization. Gareth belonged to the neutral faction, while Dagonit was the Queen's adopted son. Needless to say, he belonged to the royalist faction.
Although the two had a superior and subordinate relationship in name, Dagonit was obviously a device in the knight organization to clamp down on Gareth.
At the same time, Dagonit was also the head of the new Dragon Rider Armored Division (the former Prime Minister's legacy was renamed the Warrior Group). When Gareth mobilized him, he was also quite powerless.
"Since when did the knight organization have to give in even in its own country?" Gareth shook his head and sighed with a bitter smile.
After the battle of Fog City, the knight organization was said to have been reorganized and reborn. However, after the reorganization, its strength was not as strong as before. It had been given too little time.
More importantly, the knight organization had lost the [Holy Grail], the spoils of war from a hundred years ago. It was the key to intimidating the other [Inhuman] forces. It was comparable to nuclear weapons between big countries.
This was actually a mess. When it was handed over to Gareth, it made him feel like he was leading a group of orphans in an orphanage to participate in an adult's war. Fortunately, the land of Britain was surrounded by the sea and was relatively independent.
"This is not giving in. It's just a tactical retreat," Dagonit said casually. "You have to understand that if you stay, it's very likely that the knight organization will lose one of the twelve knights. You weren't there, you didn't experience it, so you can't imagine how terrifying it was. A few hours ago, if you were in the same position as me, you might have been the one running away. "
Was it scary?
Gareth was silent. He had personally stood in front of Ferrell, the evilest man in the world, and had witnessed his absolute power. He had also felt the horror of Sir Hopkins, who held the Holy Grail, at the end of the Great Battle of the Fog City.
"Say no more." Gareth waved his hand. "Since you've decided to retreat, I'll respect your decision. However, we, the Knight Organization, will never give up on any of our citizens. There's also a top-notch institution there, a place that sends talents to Britain … You have to understand that there are quite a few knights in the knight's organization who have also studied in this university, and they have quite a lot of feelings for it. "
"Let them come. I grew up in an orphanage anyway. I don't know what my alma mater is."
Gareth could only frown and say, "Dagonit, I hope you can make another decision, which is to wait for support … I will try my best to send people to support you. Of the twelve knights, I will try my best to send you two. "
"When we went to intercept Ferrell's escape from prison, there were also three of us. Was it effective?" Dagonit sneered. "Gareth, you're still so naive. As long as we can't reach the third stage of the Armor of Heritage, we're just ordinary grand knights with the title of 'Twelve Knights' in vain."
"I'll report this matter to Her Majesty the Queen and let her decide." Gareth took a deep breath and looked deeply at Dagonit.
He believed that Dagonit had already contacted the Queen before communicating with him.
The point was that Dagonit's words implied that he intended to give up the whole town. Then, was this plan of Dagonit's private, or was it secretly instructed by Her Majesty the Queen?
…
"Lancelot? I want to report something to Her Majesty the Queen. "
On the screen was Lancelot's unsmiling face.
"Her Majesty the Queen has already gone to bed." Lancelot shook her head and said, "She ordered that no matter who it is, she doesn't plan to see you tonight … Perhaps you can wait until tomorrow morning."
"Lancelot?" Gareth frowned.
Lancelot said apologetically, "It seems to include anything related to the knight's mechanism."
Gareth's frown deepened. "Lancelot, do you know something?"
Lancelot pondered for a moment and said, "About evening … Five hours ago, Her Majesty the Queen received a special call."
"Who was it?"
"A call from the Pope of the Holy Church …" Lancelot lowered her voice. "That's all I know, Gareth … I hope you'll pay attention to your identity. The current knight's mechanism is not the same as it was when Sir Hopkins was in power … Good night. "
"Lancelot …"
Looking at the disconnected communication, Gareth sighed heavily. He felt rather powerless. He leaned against the back of the chair and said to himself, "I'm really not suited to be this kind of leader …"
He liked to be free. He liked to be an unreliable teacher. He liked to lead his students to slay demons all over the country … He didn't like to sit in this visible room and sign documents.
…
Lancelot walked into the Queen's bedroom with a glass of water … The Queen did plan to go to bed and had already changed into her pajamas. However, she was not in bed at this time. Instead, she was in front of the balcony, painting.
"It's a call from Gareth, right?" Her Majesty the Queen asked indifferently as she adjusted the color palette.
"He seems to be in a hurry." Lancelot gently put the glass on the table, then put away the tray and stood aside silently to wait.
"There will be a result tomorrow." Her Majesty the Queen stopped. "Whether it's good or bad … Time will pass quickly, as fast as the little time I have left."
Among the humans, Her Majesty the Queen was quite old … And she was indeed just an ordinary human.
"Did … something happen?" Lancelot couldn't help but ask in a low voice.
Her Majesty the Queen looked at Lancelot at this time and smiled. "You know, as long as there are benefits to be gained, as a queen, I will do it … Even if it is accompanied by sacrifice."
"Your Majesty?"
"This is what my teacher taught me." Her Majesty the Queen smiled and said, "It's quite cruel and quite ruthless. I spent my whole life to learn what is called the ruthlessness of a king."
"No, you are a merciful king." Lancelot looked up and said.
"I'm not merciful. It's just that kindness can be turned into something good for me, that's all." Her Majesty the Queen said with a faint smile, "You see, I'm a bad mother who will imprison her own son."
"This …"
"This time, I really have to sleep." Her Majesty the Queen slowly stood up, "My safety will continue to depend on you, Lancelot …"
She slowly walked toward the big bed as if talking to herself, "The weak can only bow their heads and wait … Wait for the day when they are strong enough, then take revenge."
…
…
Lamias later came to the seaside. This was the place where she and Boss Luo agreed to meet — regardless of whether this operation was successful or not.
Father Stella's strength had exceeded her expectations … Perhaps, it had also exceeded the expectations of the entire Black Order.
The [God Slaying Armor] was one of the secret weapons that the Black Order had spent a lot of manpower and resources to develop over the past few decades to deal with the Holy Church. However, it was easily destroyed by Father Stella with one punch and was even destroyed in the end.
The entire Black Order had only successfully developed three models of the [God Slaying Armor] so far … Lamias did not even dare to imagine if the Black Order knew about this matter, if she was sent to serve the guest from outer space, would there still be any leeway?
Lamias was no longer as valiant as before. She was sitting by the seaside hugging her knees and looking into the distance, gradually lost in thought.
She suddenly heard footsteps.
"Is there something on your mind?"
"I'm a little tired. I just want to rest for a while." Lamias quickly stood up. Under the heavy pressure, when she saw the mysterious man again, she seemed to be in a better mood magically. "Thank you for your hard work tonight. You successfully stalled Wasco. It's a pity that I didn't achieve my own expectations. "
Boss Luo looked at the few fishing boats that were anchored not far away and suddenly said, "Those people will go out to sea to fish tomorrow. They all hope to have a good harvest, but as for how much they'll get, we'll only know when they return tomorrow."
Lamias said, "Which faction do you belong to? How can you know so much about the internal affairs of the Black Order? Who are you? How can you directly use the power of the [Sphere] … How can you suppress a veteran Holy Knight of the Church?! "
"I don't belong to any faction." Boss Luo said while enjoying the sea breeze, "The reason why I can use the power of the [Sphere] is theoretically a kind of cheating behavior … As for the matter of stalling Wasco, isn't it because Miss Lamias hopes that I can do it? That's why you asked me."
"If I say that I hope that you can help me solve all my problems, is that okay?" Lamias said suddenly.
She suddenly remembered the conversation between herself and Eve earlier, and her ears immediately became hot.
"I've done what I promised you." Boss Luo said directly, "The agreement has been completed. I won't disturb you for the rest of the time."
Seeing that Boss Luo was about to leave, Lamias hurriedly said, "What do I need for you to help me?!"
"When I feel that it's worth it."
He left such an answer and then disappeared. Lamias stood blankly by the cold seaside, suddenly hugging her hands tightly.
But what did she have that was worth Boss Luo's expectation … and why would he help her?
"Even if I can suppress Wasco, I'm afraid that I can't do anything when faced with the unreasonable strength of Stella …"
She whispered to herself.
She always felt that such thoughts were just an excuse.
At this moment, the special mobile phone used for communication suddenly rang, and Lamias's body trembled slightly … After hesitating for a moment, she took a deep breath, stabilized her emotions, and directly answered the call.
"It's me," she said in a low voice.
"Lamias?" On the other side of the phone, there was a low and hoarse voice. "According to Katarina's orders, the Battle Nuns have arrived … Where are you?"
"So fast?" Lamias said subconsciously … The Battle Nuns were the strongest combat force under Katarina's command, and they had always been stationed at the headquarters of the Religious Order. However, she had only communicated with Katarina half a day ago.
"Katarina has allowed us to use the Nautilus," the voice said quickly, "So, report your current location, Sister Lamias."
"The seaside … I'm at the seaside." She took a deep breath and had no choice but to send out her coordinates.
The Nautilus … one of the mysterious weapons hidden by the Black Order. It was also the reason why the Black Order had been able to successfully reach their destination in all their secret operations over the years without being detected by many eyes.
"They even used the Nautilus …" Lamias could not help but mutter to herself, "It seems that Katarina's situation in the Religious Order is really …"
…
Not long after, Lamias arrived in front of a cliff. She saw a glimmer of light in the black seawater in front of her, following the direction of the waves and rapidly approaching her.
Not long after, the seawater churned, and a huge object emerged from the deep sea … However, it was obvious that it was not completely close. It was likely that the seawater was not deep enough to support its movement.
At this moment, seven streams of light appeared on the floating platform of this huge object, and then shot in front of Lamias.
The woman in the lead had a strong physique comparable to Wasco … Not only that, she carried a huge black sword on her back, and there were many crisscrossing scars on her face.
The group of combat nuns were all wearing black armor … This was a special mass-produced model developed with the Godslayer Armor as the prototype, the Reverse Cross of Fear battle armor.
"Lady Grant." Lamias took a deep breath and walked forward.
The strong woman in front of her with countless scars on her face was the leader of the entire group of combat nuns … Before Lamias became the user of the Godslayer Armor, she was actually a member of this group of combat nuns and had received Grant's training.
Perhaps it was due to her unpleasant experience in the past, but when facing Grant, Lamias always felt a chill run down her spine.
"Lamias." The expressionless Grant said slowly at this time, "According to Katarina's instructions, we will arrest you and bring you back to headquarters. The reason is … betrayal."
"What?" Lamias was stunned.
At this time, the combat nuns had already surrounded her …
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