Mermaid, giant octopus monster, and the storm in the distance was not over again. Kaffir was busy on the ship, and no one could care about her, an annoying prisoner.

Adile knew that these people would not care about her. Although the unshaven knight was very nice to her, it was only the knight. The other Kaffir looked at her and seemed to want her to die.

Of course, Kafir, who was disrespectful to God, was afraid of the subjects of the true god. Although these people did not rape her, they dared to take off her turban and say, "The weather is so hot, are you sick when you cover your face?" Adilai showed his true face, and was stared at by a man and commented. She really wanted to go to the sea to commit suicide. Perhaps it was Ala who responded to her prayer that caused such a huge storm and brought such a great punishment to Kafir.

The sailor ran around like a headless fly, while the men who captured her were trying to save the ship.

It's useless, just accept your fate honestly! Look at Kafir's fear of death! Adilai almost laughed out loud.

Adilai, with disheveled hair, had long lost her will to live. She crawled on the ground and handed over her fate to the true god. However, things went against her wishes. The sailors passing by forced her to pull her up and carried her onto the boat despite Adilai's resistance.

"Get out! You dirty Kafiel..." She still had a spell, not enough to protect herself, but she had more than enough to kill. A ball of rag was stuffed into her mouth, Kafiel smirked with malicious intentions and said she wanted to hand her over to the church for two rewards.

Adilaning refused to obey, but unfortunately she didn't count. The sailor was highly vigilant against the mage, and he was not relieved to tamper, so he tied her hands up.

Allah, kill me quickly... She twisted her body and stood up in the boat, fantasizing that she was hit by lightning, and she was completely destroyed. Someone hit the back of her head, and the summoner's eyes turned black and lost consciousness.

Awakened that someone was touching her, Adilai woke up. The sky was clear and the storm seemed to have never happened. These people were experienced sailors, and they rushed out of the storm with only the sloop on the sampan. Once the crisis was lifted, Adilai was targeted. A daring sailor pulled her clothes and said he wanted to avenge the girl who was humiliated by the Turks.

Adilai struggled desperately, but she resisted too hard, and the sampan lost balance. Someone advised him and said that the boat would sink again. The perpetrator stopped in disappointment and threw Adilai, who was disheveled, to the stern of the boat. He was too careless, because the tug-tight cloth of the seal was loose.

She leaned against her tongue and pushed the rag out bit by bit. Several men turned their backs to her, discussing the direction of the land. Adilai moved his numb mouth slightly and recited the only spell she had left.

It was too late to wait for the sailor to turn around.

"You, you..." Sanchez was so angry that he didn't know where to start. He didn't dare to attack. The succubus hugged him from behind and was flying over the sea of ​​blood in a gliding posture.

Ruby was not very good at leading people to fly. The rhythm of flapping his wings was very chaotic and the height was falling. Sanchez always felt that he was about to fall into the sea. The black robe recalled his partner who was thrown on the boat and made confessions before his death.

Emily is a high-level mage and a popular candidate for the next great mage. She is quite famous among her peers.

Although Christina is no longer a Paladin, her connections in the church have not been lost. She helped Sanchez get rid of the guilt of manipulating the body during the war with just one letter.

The black-skinned Maya is not easy to mess with. She has received the Pope's reception and is a living specimen of the Earth Mother's belief in regardless of race.

There is also Dandrian, who is said to have often gone to and from the palace and has an ambiguous relationship with many noble ladies. He is the one who can take the boat, and he is the ceiling among the poet.

But I was taken away by a woman with wings in front of everyone and ran away...

A storm would never have killed Emily, and the more capable people are, the more they like to settle accounts in the autumn. Sanchez's future is dark, and unless there is a miracle, he will have to live a life of escape in his life.

"So you would rather stay and wait for death? I thought you were not wearing a black robe." Ruby pretended to be surprised, with a strong sarcasm in her words.

OK, not only do you make your own decisions, but you don’t forgive me.

Sanchez wanted to find the senior who wrote "Devil Ecology" and asked him in person what kind of mentality he wrote "The succubus will obey his master's advice."

As a scholar, talking nonsense is a taboo.

Before he could stand firm on the deck, Ruby spread her wings and took off with him, and ignored the orders she asked for back several times. Sanchez was forced to escape and leave his partner with a coward.

What a "follow your words"!

Please, I didn't shake my face in the last war. My reputation was ruined by the fact that Sanchez was in a bad mood.

"Black robe does not mean an attitude towards things, it is something the church forced me to wear." Deep down, Sanchez considered himself a good person.

Ruby adjusted her posture slightly, and hugging an adult male to heaven was not an easy job for succubus. She wanted to put Sanchez into the floating objects on the sea several times, but the ripples that crossed the water made her have to persist.

The burden was still being criticized. Ruby got angry. The succubus summoned the demon from the black-robed mage in one breath and said that he left Ivy's mother and exposed the hypocrite's true feelings. Ruby must have hit him in the vital light, and the eloquent Sanchez was hoarse. Before the succubus could enjoy the victory, the black-robed mage pointed at a small boat in the sea.

"We have a boat to sit on."

Succubus completely agrees.

Adilai covered her face solemnly and found the direction of the holy land. She bent down and prayed devoutly. Allah is the true god, Allah is the only one. He helped me get rid of Kafir, and he could also take me out of this sea of ​​blood.

A woman with wings fell from the sky, and Adilai cried with joy. Isn’t this the messenger of the true god? She stood up respectfully and sorted out the burqa that was torn by Kafiel. The water element killed all the enemies and disappeared. The sea water here is a very poisonous thing to the creatures in the Elemental Realm. It’s a pity that the angels cannot see my ability.

The tightly slit headscarf interfered with the summoner's vision. She failed to see the horns on Ruby's head and the calves that were anti-jointed. The severe pain from her chest interrupted her thinking. Adilei watched the "angel" dig out her heart and even jumped.

Ruby killed someone again, and Sanchez did not explicitly object except rubbing his hair and rubbing his hair. The summoner of the Turks was very dangerous and could not keep her alive.

The devil raised the sail, and she looked in one direction intently, obviously with purpose, so Sanchez simply asked.

"Where are we going?" Sanchez really didn't know that from the moment Ruby took off with him, the black-robed mage had no target.

"The assembly place..." the succubus replied, her eyes were strange, empty and ungod.

"Where?" Sanchez was puzzled.

"I heard the call." Ruby said this and ignored Sanchez, and just controlled the sail and went to the direction she wanted to go.

It's really dark and very cold here. Every time a gust of wind blows, it's like a carpenter's saw next to his knees. Clemán held the statue of the Virgin on his neck, and the wood carvings flowed out the warmth and drove away the pain. This was Terra who was looking after me. The old pastor speeded up. The street signs in Colmar town were already vaguely visible, and the religious people were still waiting.

Saturday Mass and Sunday preaching, for twenty years, no matter how windy or rainy or war, Kremão has never been absent.

The old priest once said to the knight who put the axe on his neck, "If you want to kill, kill me, only if you turn into a corpse can you stop me. The knight finally surrendered and no longer suspected that Kremá was a spy. Let him cross the front and go to Colmar to take care of the culprits.

The wind chime at the top of the street sign was blown around, and the whistle distracted Klemang's attention. He almost stepped on the empty hand. The old pastor held the street sign in time to prevent it from falling, but the wooden pole broke, which made him fall so badly that he couldn't get up for a long time.

Alas, Mother of Earth, forgive me for this old bone. Kremmann held her waist straight and raised her hand to slap the dust stained with white robe. He was not injured, and it was all thanks to Terra's blessing. But God could not stop a man from moving towards the destined twilight years. Kremmann was too old and he was forced to find a stone to sit down to restore his strength.

The auxiliary sacrifice to Eberic, a passionate young man, his favorite successor. However, he left without saying goodbye a year ago and left a letter saying that he would attend Barry's asceticism and be a true believer.

This bastard! Anger gave him new strength, and Kremang set out again.

It is not surprising that the town is dark and lanterns are shaking. The ascetic monks are making trouble everywhere and referring to all entertainment activities as witchcraft. It is said that some family members laughed too loudly at night and were publicly whipped the next day, and even the children are not spared.

Although the religious maniac was eventually driven away, the shadows left behind did not dissipate easily.

The outsiders were driven away, and the town invited Klemang back. The old pastor cherished this honor. Even if walking a few miles was painful for him, he silently insisted and never complained.

He passed by the closed tavern and Joshua's tailor shop, and the church was right in front of him, and he could arrive soon. I hope Peter was not asleep yet, and every time he knocked on the door, he had to come and open it for a long time.

As expected, the church door was closed, and he sighed and went to touch the door knocker. Clemón walked a long way, his knees hurt so much that he had to rest, a bed, maybe another glass of warm wine.

"Are you looking for someone? Old sir." The voice behind him frightened him.

I am Terra's pastor, and I am fearless. The old pastor turned around and saw that it was a little boy, and he grinned.

"I'm looking for Peter, you won't happen to know where he is?" Clemmann likes children very much. He devotes his whole life to God, without a single daughter.

"Peter is dead." The little boy's tone was indifferent.

"Shh, good boy, don't make such jokes." Kremang still kept smiling. He would not be angry with the child.

"Look at it yourself, he's there." The little boy pointed behind him.

Before the old pastor turned his head, he was thrown down and opened his mouth and bit his neck hard.

"The earth..." Blood swallowed his prayers.

The little boy tilted his head and looked at it for a while until someone called his name.

"Knight, where are you? How many times did mom say, don't go out tonight!"

"Okay, mom."

The little boy is gone.
Chapter completed!