During the preparation period of the team, Alni welcomed the Werner family. Although he did not like these hypocritical and old-fashioned missionaries, he had to admit that if he really wanted to compete for the position of Governor Badab, he would have to rely on the support of the state church forces.

However, he did not know until he met that the Werner family had other goals, which was to bring him a crusade and told Alni that it was the order of the Supreme Commander.

This made Alni jump up almost happily because it means that he has entered the sight of the senior management and his future is bright.

In this happy mood, Arni couldn't help but drink a few more drinks with the guests. After that, he was slightly drunk and was taken back to the bedroom by his fiancée.

"I'll pour you a glass of water..."

Danica was still wearing a dark brown nun robe, but Alni found that she hadn't seen her for a few years, and her appearance was much more plump than before. When the other party put him on the bed and turned to pour water, he suddenly grabbed the other party's hand and gently pulled it back.

The moment his soft and tender body sucked into his arms with a faint fragrance, Alni's blood began to boil.

He lowered his head and stared at the pretty face that was slightly red, reached out to untie the other person's braid, so that his long golden hair would spread.

"Arni, you..."

"My Danica, you're so beautiful today."

Alni's words made Danica lower her head slightly and her cheeks became even redder.

"Thanks..."

The mosquito-like sound was like a kitten stretching out his claws to twitch his heartstrings. Alni's hand slowly slid into the other's nun's suit, and bit the other's ear lightly, and laughed in a low voice:

"You have been watching me before. Did I become ugly when I tanned?"

"No...you are not...you are more mature...you are handsome...like a real...hero...I have seen a lot of...great deeds about you...you are like the legendary saint...creating miracles..."

Alni's hands became bolder and bolder. Danica's face was so blushing and bright that it seemed to be able to pinch water. Her voice and her shoulders were trembling.

"Then how should you reward me as a hero?"

As Alni said, his lips were all the way down, first kissing the other person's fair neck, then pressing his lips tightly against each other's lips, and at the same time, he turned his body, pressing his fiancée under him, and quickly took off his clothes and unbuttoned his belt.

But within a while, Danica pushed him away stubbornly.

"Arny, you must... when you get married."

Arni was in high spirits at this time, so how could he give up? The abstinence during this period was like a suppressed volcano that was about to erupt.

However, when he lowered his head, the other party's hand pressed on his mouth.

"Dear, please... I have sworn that I must keep the purity before marriage..."

Hearing the other party's begging, Alni, panting, slid his hand to the other party's chest, rubbed it gently, and whispered:

"But now I need you very much..."

As he said that, Danica gently pushed Alni down, slowly retreated and lowered her head as the other party's puzzled gaze...

"Haes, I heard that you learned harmonica and Haji was killed. Just play a song for us."

In the dim cabin of the termite boring machine, everyone was fixed on the seat by restraint belts. At this time, there was still some time before the machine started, and the mechanical priests were doing their final preparations.

Hearing the battalion commander's words, Hays was stunned for a moment, then took out the harmonica that was in his pocket.

"I...I'm not blowing well..."

Olanios smiled.

"It's okay, everyone won't dislike it."

Hayes nodded, then put the harmonica beside his mouth, and then a squeaking sound echoed in the cabin. This song is a very old classic song. Hayes once told Hayes that children who have been to school in the middle nest know this song, but Hayes doesn't know what it feels like to go to school, but probably from Hayes, it's a very expensive enjoyment to know a lot of unknown things.

Most of them either frown or complain in a low voice when they listened to the song, as Hayes said, he was not very skilled yet.

Only Olanios, listening to this song, shook his head gently, revealing a look of remembrance.

Peak, who is closest to Hayes, suddenly asked:

"Hasgow, what's this called? It sounds so nice."

Olanios answered the question in place of Hayes.

"It's called Little Boy."

"Little boy?"

The mysterious battalion commander smiled, then sang softly at Hayes' rhythm—

Little boy, very little troubles,

Looking at the sunshine around.

Little boy, very little troubles,

I hope this will always be good.

Running every year,

The little boy is growing taller.

As the age of age grows from small to large,

His worries have increased ~

Olanios used a very soothing and melodious tone, and even the language he used was a high Gothic language that was extremely unfamiliar to those present, but this did not affect the song's deep appeal to everyone, and the average age of the soldiers sitting in the cabin was only in their early twenties.

Suddenly, the cabin trembled violently, and then everyone's seats rotated around, which meant that the excavator was erected.

Little boy, very little troubles,

Be carefree and happy.

But one day, the storm broke out.

Worries and worries have arrived.

Running every year,

The little boy is growing taller.

As the age of age grows from small to large,

His worries increased.

As they trembled, the huge drill bit of the termite boring machine began to break through the hard rocks and led them all the way to the depths of the ground.

At the same time, Arni on the ground issued an action order, and the soldiers began to enter combat positions one by one along the passage, but their number was not enough to fill all the front lines.

However, under the instigation of the Werner family, a large number of crazy believers holding various simple weapons, wearing scriptures and gray cloth, gathered at the entrance of the mineway.

Standing at a high place, under the shields of the crusaders, Alni always paid attention to the occupation underground and tried not to care about the unpleasant smell of burnt human bones in the cage hanging on the National Church Tour.

The confessors from the Werner family were dressed in verse robes and torches in their hands, standing on the gospel pulpit with a large number of skulls, hoarsely preaching the doctrines of salvation and death.

The confessors are a group of fanatical pastors who move around, who guide the imperial citizens who come to seek the truth through their gospel pulpits. The inflammatory words and collective unconscious nature of the audience will come forward to repent of their heretic behavior, revealing terrible physical mutations, or betraying those rebellious psychics and disbeliefs.

Although they belong to the teaching temple of the state religion, each confessor has different influences, from a single nest to the entire star area. However, unlike the cardinals, they never govern a fixed area, but independently bring the gospel to every corner of the Milky Way. Some people will rely on a violent organization or other imperial institutions during their preaching. The generals of the Astral Army will also include some high-level confessors in their aides as their most trusted confidants, providing spiritual guidance to consolidate their confidence in the emperor.
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