Man in the old days, Lord of the Seven Sins

Chapter 22 Do You Like Me?

The sacrificial ceremony is still going on.

The bodies of the outsiders were burned to death.

The old man chanted even weirder syllables. He took a plate from another person, and the plate was soaked in a large amount of black liquid.

He walked around the crowd of the sacrificial ceremony, while chanting, while grabbing the black liquid with his withered hands, he poured it into the crowd of the ceremony.

Rhodes looked carefully, and after the black liquid soaked the human body, it slowly seeped into the human skin as time went by.

This reminded him of the worm cubs swimming in the black slime he saw when he dissected the demon's corpse.

It's very similar, but because there is no close confirmation, Rhodes can't be sure.

The weird and awkward syllables continued to echo in this open space, and more and more people participated in this weird ceremony.

In the bushes behind Rhodes, as time went by, the movement gradually increased.

"Rose, I just said those words when I was nervous, I'm sorry." Fran lowered his head and apologized.

Rose was covered in mud, and her eyes were always on Rhodes and the sacrificial ceremony ahead, ignoring Fran's words at all.

"Rose, please, don't be angry, I shouldn't be, it's all my fault, I shouldn't have abandoned you at a critical moment, and I shouldn't have said those words, don't be angry." Fran glanced secretly Rose subconsciously swallowed her exposed body.

"Shut up, hurry up and record this terrible sacrificial ceremony." Rose scolded Fran in annoyance. Fran's heart was beating non-stop with her coquettish eyes. It's so beautiful. If you can win it, you can alright.

"Okay, okay, as long as you don't get angry, I will do it." Fran glanced at Rose carefully, took out the camera from his arms, and secretly lifted it up, intending to take pictures of the sacrificial ceremony.

But as soon as he took out his camera, it was roughly snatched away by a hand.

"Are you an idiot?"

The familiar indifferent voice reached my ears.

Fran's body trembled subconsciously, and his scalp went numb again.

"If you don't want to die, put it away and get out of this village quickly. This is not the place for you to stay. If you have this time, you might as well pay more attention to those remnants of the old era. They are the people who need the most care from society! "

Rhodes cursed under his breath, and he threw the camera back at Fran.

Rhodes could have been ignored, but who made him a man full of compassion?
On the premise of not affecting his own work, it is also a good emotional adjustment to save the idiot to satisfy his heroic plot.

After all, he didn't want his plans to change unexpectedly.

Rose looked at Rhodes affectionately.

Powerful and cold, his whole body is filled with the aura of a strong man.

This is the man she, Rose, is after.

"Idiot, didn't you hear what your lord said? Get out of here!" Rose echoed, cursing Fran in a low voice, which made Fran's head bow even lower.

"My lord, can you allow me to follow you?" Rose crawled to Rhode's feet and asked flatteringly.

"Get out!" Rhodes didn't have time to deal with this kind of woman.

Rose's face was rosy, and she thought Rhodes was rewarding herself.

She watched the back of Rhodes leaving, carefully recalling what the other party said just now.

Do you care more about the remnants of the old era?

Remnants of the old days.

It wasn't the first time Rose had heard this title.

It was a group of warriors who once blocked the demon army on the Pajavaro Plain for the survival of human beings after the demon appeared. Most of them died in the Pajavaro Plain, and only a very small part survived. Back to the cities where they lived.

But the long battle made them almost lose the coordination of living with ordinary people.

Almost all of them are a group of potential criminals with violent emotions and depressive lives.

In order to suppress this group of lunatics who demanded war compensation, the old London government used a large number of mechanical guards to calm these people down.

Could it be that this lord has something to do with the remnants of the old era?

Although Rose is not a good woman, her business level is still above the line, and she immediately planned for herself a possible route to this adult line.

"Fran, do you like me?" Rose tickled her fingers at Fran, who was bowing her head.

"Like like" Fran, who was pale, was attracted by the goddess' charming smile at this moment, and his body and mind suddenly relaxed.

"Then come back with me to do a news about the remnants of the old era." Rose stood up, took a deep look at Rhode's back, arranged her clothes, and whispered amidst Fran's saliva Said; "Let's go."

"Okay, Fran will definitely satisfy you, Rose, don't be angry." Fran followed behind Rose.

Rhodes harvested one orange and one purple light sphere representing jealousy and lust from Fran and Rose respectively.

Watch the two leave.

At the end of Rose's speech, she said the words "the remnants of the old era" with an accentuated tone, which was obviously showing to herself.

This woman is not useless.

Rhodes narrowed his eyes and turned his gaze back to the sacrificial ceremony.

midnight.

The sacrificial ceremony is over.

The people surrounding the square gradually dispersed.

Rhodes' eyes focused on Kano.

He mingled among the crowd, but because of the cover of his gray robe, no one noticed him.

In the shadow of the alleyway, Rhodes looked at Kano standing at the door of the house.

Obviously, the traces of the lock being pried by a knife aroused Kano's doubts.

He looked around, trying to see if anyone was hiding in the shadows.

Rhode squinted, and he walked out of the alleyway on the other side.

Kano saw the figure of the gray-robed man. As the patron saint of the village, Kano, a devout believer, trusted the gray-robed man very much.

He immediately shouted: "Sir, the lock of my house has been picked. I suspect that an outsider has been there. Can you come over and check it for me?"

Rhodes walked over calmly with a hatchet in his hand.

Kano turned around and began to unlock the lock. With the man in gray robes around, he felt safe in his heart.

At this time, a scream suddenly came from the alley not far away.

"Oh! No, Luther was killed! Come and help everyone! Someone killed Luther!"

Kano was taken aback. He had heard the name Luther before. He was a very famous gray-robed man in the village. He was known as the tall patron saint because of his tall stature, and he held a hatchet all year round.

Ok?
Why does this image resemble the gray-robed man I just saw?
Kano's shrunken cerebellum seemed to remember something at this moment.

Just as he was about to say something, a black shoe sole that was approaching suddenly appeared in his sight.

Boom!
Rhodes kicked Kano and kicked him into the room.

At the same time, he quickly walked into the room, glanced at Kano who was knocked against the wall and fell into a coma, and Rhodes calmly locked it from the inside.

Not long after, hurried footsteps ran past the house in a hurry.

"Quick! Look for them all! Spread out, and look outside the village too. We must find the outsider who killed Luther as soon as possible!"

The leader cursed and cursed.

Inside the house, Rhode looked at the unconscious Kano expressionlessly.

(End of this chapter)