Assassin’s Chronicle

Chapter 552 The Future

An Fei took a look at Warner and took a step back. Aijie Lazi sneaked into Ann's ear and whispered: "Adult, William Pope may feel that his time is running out, so this method is used to define Borg. As the heir to the Camp Bishop, the bishop of Salmado should be a competitor of Bergkamp. He took people to attack Bergkamp... nothing strange."

"The believers of the Light God will also make such shameless things?" An Fei showed a sardonic smile.

"Not like this..." Warner cautioned.

"What do you say is going on?"

"The adult of Bergkamp said that Salmado has fallen and is willing to be the running dog of the Necromancer."

"I can understand that if Salmado succeeds in winning the redemption volume, he will also say that Bergkamp has fallen."

"I... I said it is true."

"Oh?" An Fei thought for a moment and opened the cage door: "You can come out."

"Thank you, adults, thank you adults..." Warner’s face showed a smile, and sat up a little bit.

The poor zombie has been shut down for a long time, has not eaten, I thought this guy is the food that was sent, who thought that now watching the other side leave, the zombie eyes showed a strong attachment The color, creeping over, tentatively grasping the clothes behind Warner, can be seen, its intelligence is always evolving, at least as rational wisdom to control their desires. .

Warner squatted a few times and suddenly found that he couldn’t move any more. He couldn’t help but look back. He was seeing the face that was close to the ground and smelling stinking. He immediately screamed and jumped like crazy. Unfortunately, only the buttocks and feet are the fulcrum. His strength is so small that he can't earn it.

"Let go!" An Fei shouted.

The zombie hesitated, and he reluctantly let go of his hand, then retreated to the corner, and smashed into a group of low-pitched whine, it seems that it is very sad...

Someone was crying outside. It was Warner who was sobbing and crying. He struggled to stand up. Like the chicken glutinous rice, the people around the place nodded and groaned, and the mouth kept uttering vague voices, so excited that even the tongue was rolling.

"Ozkoqi, let him loose." An Fei closed the cage door and turned to indicate that the dwarf came over and locked the cage door.

Ozkuqi came over, perhaps because he had just stumbled over such people and made him feel ashamed. Ozkuqi’s movements were very rough. Deliberately tormented Warner for a while, then the rope was completely solved.

"Are you not afraid of zombies? How can you be afraid of this now?" An Fei asked faintly.

"That's because..." Warner's gaze fell on Susanna's hand, and the redemption volume was in the hands of Susanna.

"Is it because there is a redemption roll?"

"Yes, adults."

"Why are those zombies always following you?"

"No one wants to be a zombie, even if it has been dead for a long time. They are also eager to be redeemed." Warner accompanied his smile while moving his wrist: "Adult, this is what Bergkamp told me."

"It seems... the volume of redemption is really a good thing." Anfei laughed. He remembered the mousetrap, in contrast to the redemption volume has a better trap. The former can only kill one, while the latter can kill countless.

"Adults, the volume of redemption can only deal with undead creatures, the power is still not comparable to the doomsday volume." Ai Jieraz said softly.

"The Last Day Roll?"

"I don't know the specifics, but in the legend, the Doomsday can instantly activate the Curse of Light, destroying all life, including plants."

"Warner. Have you seen the Doomsday Roll?"

"No, adults." Warner hurriedly shook his head and was scared into this. He never dared to lie.

“Borgkamp is just a bishop?” An Fei changed the subject.

"Yes...Yes." Warner groaned. He was a bit strange. Isn’t the adult and the Bergkamp adults not friends? How do you ask him about this kind of question?

"I don't understand. If Pope William wants to choose his own heirs, he should pick one among the high priests. How could he choose Bergkamp?"

"This... I can guess for some reason," Alice said with a smile.

"What do you think."

"The superiors in the Holy See. These include the high priests. They are all human beings. Naturally, there is no need to fight for power. As far as I know, they are divided into two factions, fighting each other, and the contradiction between the two factions has existed for a long time, and even When the first Pope's Holy Spirit, Robin, was born, hatred accumulates too much and it is difficult to resolve." Alice's smile is full of playfulness: "The arrangement of William Pope is painstaking, no matter from the two factions. Choosing who to be the heir can only intensify contradictions. He does not want to have a tragedy in the current situation of the enemy, so he chose Bergkamp. I guess... Bergkamp should be a centrist, which is also his easy attack. The reason, if he is one of the two factions, will certainly be protected by a large number of priests and bright knights, how can it be killed so easily?"

Anfei’s eyes fell on Warner, and Warner said excitedly: “You...you guessed it is too accurate...”

"Which is Salmado?"

"Salma is a disciple of the high priest Lambege." Nanna knows what to say.

"Slanbeige? You just said that Salmato and the Necromancer have collusion, is it Slumberbe..."

"That's impossible," Alice said. "If you want to be a high priest, you must first have a passionate belief. It is absolutely impossible for Sri Lankan and his companions to cooperate with the Necromancer. As for Salmado...if he is true What is the relationship with the Necromancer, that is his own decision, and has no relationship with other people."

"It’s too messy..." An Fei frowned, grabbed the redemption roll from Susanna and handed it to Warner: "Your things are returned to you." The redemption volume is indeed a good thing, but unfortunately he can't use it. At least until you understand what changes in the seeds of light will cause. He couldn't use it, but just now he quietly let Susanna, Ozkuqi and others try, Susanna can barely open the volume of redemption, because she once absorbed the power of angels, and others have no way, it seems that Warner did not lie before. The volume of redemption is not open to anyone unless it is blessed by God.

"This... this is your holy thing..." Warner is very self-aware.

"Next," said An Fei impatiently.

"I..." Warner carefully observed the look of Anfei. Trying to discern whether An Fei is testing him or really intends to return the redemption volume to him. Maybe he used to think about Moggekamp’s thoughts before, but he wants to think of Moan’s idea of ​​flying, it’s undoubtedly an idiotic dream, observing For a long time, Warner’s hand did not dare to extend, although he wanted to reach out.

An Fei hand lifted and threw the redemption roll to Warner. Then I turned to Ozkuqi: "Ozgoqi, to find a place to rest for Bishop Warner, want to protect the town of Moramarc, we may inevitably help the Warner Bishop."

Warner took the redemption roll in a hurry and showed a grateful look to Anfei. Who wants Ozkuqi to push him a lot behind him, and almost pushed him to the head: "Come with me, hurry!"

"Ozkuqi, when there are outsiders. Not only you, including me, must show enough respect to the Bishop of Warner, do you understand?" Anfei suddenly said.

"Ah?" Ozkuchi glanced at him. He watched Anfei's expression very seriously and said in a hurry: "Understood, Master, Warner Bishop. Please..."

"Okay, good, you don't want to be too polite." Nana was confused, and her face showed a very unnatural smile.

Seeing that Ozkuqi and Warner both walked into the lane, Alice signaled that Aijie Laz had stepped back with the mercenaries, and then fled the dwarves and goblins, and went to the side of Anfei to whisper: "Adult, your appetite... …too big."

"I? What appetite?" An Fei revealed an incomprehensible look.

"Do you want to win the Warner? Otherwise, there is no need to respect him. He is just a poor person who is frightened."

"You also know the power of redemption. All the people here. Only Warner can start the redemption volume. There is no doubt that he will be our strong help. Do I have to shut him out?"

"Of course, he will definitely be our strong help, but it seems that you are not interested in this, maybe one day, Warner will become the next pope."

The muscles of An Fei’s eyes couldn’t help but shake it, and slowly looked at Alice, who gave the redemption volume to Bergkamp, ​​not only to show his attitude, but also to allow Bergkamp to use the volume of redemption. Powerful has gained more prestige and merits. When prestige and merits have accumulated to a certain extent, Bergkamp has become the best candidate. Bergkamp can do this, Warner can do it, but this is the idea that Anfei has just been born. It is still far from mature, and the feeling of being broken by people is not good.

"The Pope? It's too far away!" An Fei said slowly: "When the undead creatures reach a certain amount, their goal is not those villages with a population of only a thousand. The Blackwater City and Baishan City must suffer from undead creatures. The siege, with Warner’s help, we can easily smash the plans of the undead creatures and give us more benefits.”

"Adult, I didn't mean to offend you, I don't want to be honest in front of you." Alice showed a smile.

Anfei noticed that her expression was too hard, and Alice’s mentality was so sensitive that it was easy to see that she was unhappy, silent for a moment, spit out a long breath, and sighed: “Alice, you are too smart!”

"You don't deny it?" It felt like Ain's change, and Alice's look also relaxed.

"There is no need to hide anything from you. I just felt a little uncomfortable. I think you can understand it." Anfei smiled and said: "But... the future, no one can guarantee, take a step and take a step."