Father Mavie

Chapter 705 Rainy night, wolf dog (two in one, please subscribe!!!)
Rain, falling into London.

London ushered in a rare heavy rain, and the rain fell down like it didn't cost money, connecting into strings and crackling the windows.

Thunder and lightning flashed in the night sky, and an arc flashed across, illuminating the illusory Kingdom of God suspended over London.

The street was pitch black, and you couldn't see your fingers when you stretched out your hands. It was clearly daytime, but there was no light, and even the gas lamps on the side of the road could not be lit.

Even in such bad weather conditions, some workers insisted on going out. They took kerosene lamps, put on raincoats, walked into the howling wind, and walked with difficulty. However, the oil lamps swayed and went out before they walked far. Move in the dark.

At the flower street grocery store, looking at the windows that were constantly being washed away, Ma Wei looked solemn. He had a speech today, but judging by the weather, it was obviously impossible to hold it.

In addition, the whole of London was paralyzed, and there were no patrolling police officers on the street. After thinking for a moment, Ma Wei asked Edward to call a team of witchers from the roof into the house.

They can't be allowed to perform duties in this kind of weather.

The witcher team who entered the grocery store was resting in the living room, drying their clothes with the help of the lit fireplace, drinking hot tea, and eating snacks that Mavi brought out from nowhere, and wisely did not disturb Mavi and others. Life,
For some reason, Mr. Nicholas's daughter kept staring at them, or perhaps at the pastry in front of them.

"Stop the rain. Stop the rain, come a god who can control the weather"

In the kitchen, Ma Wei, who was preparing lunch, heard Junia's non-stop thoughts. She was obviously a god, but she prayed to other gods.
People don't know what to say.

"Looking at the weather, Felix might have been stopped outside." Mavi glanced out the window.

Last night, Levin went to the small town of Baconsfield to harvest the newly planted bogue grass, but it rained heavily soon, and he has not returned until now. It is likely that the train was out of service, and he was taken away. stopped.

If there is only him alone, no matter how heavy the rain is, it will be enough to activate the mud shadow magic or the heart of the forest. The problem is that
Accompanying him to the small town of Baconsfield was Helena.

"Could have gone out and played."

Junia, who had prayed for a long time and it didn't help, gave up and lay down on the table playing with the puppet bear, puffing her mouth and muttering, "It's all right now, not only can't go out, but there are also less snacks."

"Isn't there still a lot?" Ma Wei stirred the stew in the pot without turning his head and said, "When there are guests at home, you must bring something to treat them. Those snacks are almost expired, and I will buy you fresh ones later. .”

"Hey, I knew dad was the best!" Junia smirked.

"Yannick." Mavi tasted the stew, added some salt to the pot, and immediately covered the pot and turned off the fire: "You go to Felix and see what's going on with him. It’s an extraordinary time, so be careful.”

Edward, who was not interested in human food, nodded and turned into a bat and flew out of the window. Although the rain was heavy, it had no effect on it.

"Emma, ​​go and call the guests, and prepare to eat."

"Ok!"

Junia jumped off the chair and ran towards the living room.

The royal palace, the king's bedroom.

Wearing a nightgown, King Rhodes IV stood in front of the window with red wine in his hand, looking down at the tree branches swaying in the wind and rain with indifferent eyes, his arms swayed slightly, causing ripples in the wine.

"Quickly. Hurry up, it's almost a success."

Rhodes IV was muttering to himself, and at this moment, a pair of wrinkled but youthful palms rested on his shoulders, and the queen came to him and whispered, "You will be with me?" Bye bye."

"I just hope you keep your word."

"Of course, we never break our word."

Women's union.

The weather was so bad that the repair work of the trade union came to a standstill. The trade union, which was overcrowded yesterday, looked extremely deserted today. Only a few people came and were busy lighting the lights.

dong dong!

Suddenly, someone knocked on the door, and Candice stepped forward to open the door. She didn't see anyone at first glance. When she was wondering about closing the door, she suddenly found a hat dangling below.

"Good afternoon, beautiful lady."

The dwarf in the pointed hat took off his hat and said politely, "Excuse me, is Duke Freya Chevalier there?"

"President's words. Who are you?"

"Oh, I came here on a special trip to find the Duke of Chevalier. My master sent me to talk about some very important matters, very important, related to the future development of the women's union." The dwarf squeezed a smile on his wrinkled face: "Could you please inform me?"

"Who is your master?"

"It's inconvenient to reveal. You should know that this is a very important secret. When I see Duke Chevally, I will naturally tell her."

As the daughter of a noble family, Candice has never heard of any nobleman using a dwarf as a servant.

The dwarf is so short, it is not decent at all to take it out, it is not so much a servant, but more like a clown for fun.
Candice didn't discriminate against dwarves, but she knew that noble butlers had appearance approval, which was the most basic threshold.

Although she had some doubts about the identity of the dwarf in front of her, Candice still asked the other party to wait a moment, and went up to report herself. The dwarf was also very obedient, and she didn't even enter the door, just stood at the door and waited.

Candice closed the door, walked upstairs quickly, knocked on the door of Freya's office, entered the room, and said to Freya: "President, there is a dwarf looking for you outside, he said he has something very important, It is related to the future development of the trade union."

"dwarf."

Freya raised her head and said slowly, "Let him in."

"Do you really want to let him in?" Candice struggled, "I don't think he's a good person. There aren't many people in the trade union now. Why don't you let him go back and wait for another day."

"No, Candice, let him in."

"Yes."

Seeing that Freya insisted on this, Candice stopped talking, went downstairs to pick up the dwarf, and went back to the room. As soon as she entered the door, she heard Freya say: "Candice, you can go home."

"Go home?" Candice was stunned for a moment: "President, it's only afternoon, and I still haven't finished counting the list."

"Do it tomorrow, be obedient."

"Oh"

Candice nodded, walked out of the room, and closed the door. At the moment of closing the door, she still doubted the dwarf's motives. She loosened her hand, and the door was not closed tightly, leaving a small gap, and she stuck to it. Peeping through the gaps, afraid that Freya would be in danger.

In the room, Freya leaned back, put her legs in high boots on the desk without aristocratic style, trimmed her nails with a file in her hand, and squinted at the dwarf with half-closed eyes.
"What's your name?"

"You can just call me a hat, Duke Chevalier." The dwarf said very politely.

"I'm asking for your name, not your nickname."

The cold tone made the dwarf frowned, and soon he relaxed, introducing himself: "My name is Amber Oliva."

"Are you looking for me?"

"That's right, Your Excellency"

When it came to business, the dwarf cleared his throat and said the words he had prepared in advance: "Have you heard of the Doom Party?"

"The Doomsday Party, I have heard about it, why, are you a member of the Doomsday Party?"

"I am a representative of the Doomsday Party."

The dwarf bowed and said: "Since you have heard of the Doomsday Party, you should know our style of conduct. This can save a lot of time, and I don't need to bother and explain the goals of the Doomsday Party for you."

"Is it so troublesome?" Freya blew off the worn-off nail shavings, and said with a smile, "It can be summed up in one sentence - to save mankind before the end, isn't it?"

"It can be summed up in one sentence. It seems that you have not only heard about us." The dwarf smiled back: "Yes, our doomsday party pursues the idea of ​​opening up a way for human beings. During thousands of years of turmoil, we have been with Fighting in the dark, even if there is only one person left, we will bravely hold up the torch to guide mankind."

Freya just listened quietly, her expression never fluctuating.

"Duke Chevally, do you support our doomsday party?"

"I can't talk about support, but I won't stop you." Freya said.

The dwarf nodded and nodded: "It seems that you are a neutral faction, which is also very good, there will always be people who will question it, and it is impossible for us to block everyone's mouths, or force others to believe in us, as long as we don't interfere or obstruct us. "

"Well, Duke Chevally, although you are a neutral faction, there is one thing I have to explain to you. The women's union you created has affected the plans of the Doomsday Party, so I request you to disband the union. If you If you are willing to do this, when this is over, we Doom Party promise to support women's liberation!"

The dwarf smiled and said, "Do you agree?"

"disagree."

Freya sneered: "What does my establishment of a women's union have to do with your doomsday party? Disband if you tell me to? Get out!"

"It appears that negotiations have broken down"

The dwarf sighed, walked to the table, and turned the oil valve to make the kerosene lamp burn more vigorously, and the dim light illuminated the whole room.

Afterwards, the dwarf opened the window again, and the strong wind mixed with rainwater poured into the room, and the pages of the books on the table were blown away.
"Duke Chevally, it's a pity that you insist on fighting against the Doomsday Party, so we have no choice but to take special measures."

The dwarf put on the hat and pressed his palm on his head to prevent the hat from being blown away by the strong wind: "Since you have hindered the hope of human survival, hereby, on behalf of the Doomsday Party, I issue a death declaration to you."

Whoosh!
On the opposite roof, lying in the rain, the smoker with a wet cigarette in his mouth pulled the trigger. In the sudden flash of fire, a bullet came out of his chest, spinning and shooting towards Freya's chest.

The shotgun, like the smoker's arm, is inseparable. As the most elite sharpshooter, the smoker can use an old-fashioned shotgun to hit a target hundreds of meters away, an absolute sharpshooter.

At a distance of less than 100 meters from Freya, even in rainy weather, this gun cannot be empty!
However.
Danwan stopped less than half a meter away from Freya.

It's like being wrapped and entangled by some kind of jelly, stepping into a quagmire, and can no longer move forward.

The sudden scene made the dwarf startled, his face changed slightly: "You are a superhuman?!"

"Hahaha! You broke the contract!"

Freya laughed loudly, a black air gushed out from the void, entangled her body, and finally transformed into a black wolfhound, opening its bloody mouth to the dwarf.

At the same time, there was a sudden change in the sky, the strong wind gathered to form a tornado, the rain poured down the street, and the sound of something breaking could be heard in the dwarf's ear. He subconsciously covered his chest, feeling that he had lost something.

thing
What could it be?
Freya's laughter became more and more sharp, her cheeks flushed with excitement, like a beautiful woman who just drank a glass of strong wine, charming and moving.

If her eyes were not filled with excitement, excitement and madness.

"Contract! It's a contract!"

In a trance, the dwarf in the pointed hat suddenly remembered the non-aggression contract signed between the Doomsday Party and the ancient gods.

The contract clearly stipulates that the ancient god forces must not interfere with the actions of the Doomsday Party, and the Doomsday Party cannot interfere with the ancient gods' forces.
The contract is void!

"You are an ancient god! You are an ancient god!"

The dwarf's face turned pale, and he staggered back, looking at Freya with a horrified expression: "Why...why are you an ancient god?"

"I'm not an ancient god." Freya said with a smile, "I'm Asmodeus, one of the four pillars, and Lord Belial's most loyal subordinate."

"Asmodeus, the great demon in charge of lust?!"

Freya's eyes turned cold, and the black wolfhound summoned beside her shot out, bit the dwarf's head, and twisted it hard!
click!
The sound of joint fascia shattering sounded, and the dwarf's head was torn off abruptly, his eyes rolled, and he still maintained the expression of confusion and fear when he was dying.

Click!

Click!

The wolfhound chewed and crushed the dwarf's head like eating a biscuit. Various liquids were mixed together and swallowed into his stomach.

thump!
The dwarf's headless corpse crashed to the bottom, and he couldn't use the life-saving magic until he died.

Swallowing its head, the wolfhound returned to Freya's side, circling around fawningly, Freya touched its head, raised her hand and pointed to the escaped smoker on the opposite roof, and said with a chuckle: "There is one more, go eat it Drop him!"

"Ow!"

The wolfhound jumped out of the window and chased the smoker away. In the room, Freya looked at the dwarf's headless corpse, a look of disgust flashed across her face, she waved her hand in disgust, and several black air burst out of the void. , Transformed into the appearance of a wolf dog, feasting on the corpse.

In less than half a minute, the corpse was devoured, not even the clothes were left, and the blood was licked clean.

After doing all this, Freya went to the door, opened the door, and Candice, who had witnessed everything, was already sitting on the ground with weak legs, and her body was covered with liquid.
"Candice my Candice."

Freya knelt down, hugged Candice's stiff body, put her lips close to her ear, and asked in a low voice, "Are you afraid of death?"

Candice's body trembled more violently, and her voice was mixed with crying: "No, no, no."

"The great He is willing to bestow a gift to let you escape the judgment of death, as long as you dedicate your loyalty to the master, and... your soul."

Sensing the fear exuded by Candice, Freya hugged her even tighter. The surrounding wolf dogs did not dare to approach, and stood aside with bared teeth and mouths, ready to pounce at any time.

"Dear Candice, answer me, will you?"

"I, I. Will."

(End of this chapter)