A Red Dead Redemption Story

Chapter 310 When I say it’s over, it’s the end

Arthur finally lets Gretel go.

From her mouth, Arthur learned that the man separated from the children after taking them to Saint Denis.

The children were taken to several rooms that had been arranged in advance, and food and 'tools' were placed in them. These children did not know the man's location or where to find him. Only when the time comes, men will take the initiative to come to them.

After Gretel was released by Arthur, Carmen also obeyed Arthur's arrangement and left Saint Denis to return to Valentine.

……

When Gretel returned to the safe house prepared for her by the man, she found a letter on the table inside.

The content above is very simple, there is only one location:
Church of Our Lady.

Gretel knew that this was the meeting place left for her by her father.

Gretel took off her satchel, folded the straps carefully and put them away. Then she walked to the cabinet in the corner and took out a violin case that was similar to the one that had been blown up before, but a little smaller. No. violin case.

Opening the violin case, a strange-shaped light machine gun was fixed inside.

Gretel carefully checked the ammunition and the firing device outside the piano case. After making sure that everything was normal, he closed the piano case and put it on his back.

She silently came outside the house, and after confirming that the door was closed, she headed towards the Notre Dame Church.

Along the way, Gretel walked in no hurry. She was humming an unknown tune and would stop to buy herself a snack when passing by a snack stall.

Arthur, who had been following Gretel, was not in a hurry. He leaned against the wall and smoked quietly while waiting for Gretel to lead him to the man.

After Gretel stood in front of the stall and finished eating a whole portion of fried food, she wiped her mouth and finally started walking towards the Notre Dame Church not far ahead.

Today is a sunny day, and the sun reflects a gorgeous light through the stained glass.

Outside the Church of Our Lady, the breeze rustled the treetops.

In the Notre-Dame Church, Gretel was sitting on a chair in the first row, swinging her feet while humming the ditty.

Even though it's the same tune, I don't know why, but it gives Arthur a different feeling every time.

Arthur sat in the corner of the last row and continued to smoke.

Today is not a day of worship. There is no one else in the church except a nun who is sweeping the sprinklers.

After about a cigarette, a man dressed as a priest came in from the side door. He held a Bible in his hand. After sitting down next to Gretel, he asked:
"Where's Henschel?"

"died."

For the man, hearing of Henschel's death merely confirmed his suspicions.

That day he sent Gretel and Henschel to investigate the meeting place, but the two disappeared together, and Bronte also died in his base camp.

There were obviously some connections here that he wasn't aware of, but he no longer needed to care about these things.

For him, if Bronte dies, then his mission is over.

What interested him now was why Gretel had come back alive.

After taking a look at this work, which he was most proud of in the past ten years, the man opened the Bible in his hand and said:

"The mission is over, Gretel, we have to prepare to go home."

"dad……"

Before Gretel could finish her words, the man interrupted:

"You are my most satisfying work, so I am willing to give you a chance to make mistakes. Now, go tell the man who came with you that my mission is over, and if nothing else happens, he will never see you again. Me." The man's words made Gretel fall into a tangled emotion that she shouldn't have.

The instinct she had developed over the years prevented her from disobeying men, but she didn't want to go back. She didn't know if Arthur would give up fighting men after hearing the news.

Although, Arthur might be her only chance to leave.

But, does she really have a choice?
Thinking about this, Gretel finally stood up from the chair. While slowly walking towards Arthur's direction, she took off the violin case that was originally carried on her back.

Arthur looked at Gretel, who was walking towards him, and then at the man who had stood up in front and was looking at him with a smile. He flicked the cigarette butt in his hand. Although he was still sitting, his hand was already on the gun. superior.

"Mr. Morgan, dad asked me to tell you that the mission is over and you will never see him again."

Gretel's expression was very confused when she said this, and her obedient instinct made her repeat what the man had just told her.

Arthur smiled and asked:

"Are my tracking skills really that bad?"

Unexpectedly, Arthur's current concern was actually this. Gretel said with some surprise:
"Do you consider this stalking?"

"No, it's not tracking. It can only be said to be following. So, are you going back with him?" Arthur said.

Arthur's words seemed to touch Gretel's pain point. She couldn't help but tighten the handle of the violin case, but she did not answer the question immediately.

She and Arthur had a deal, but now...

Gretel stood there with a troubled expression, not moving.

Seeing this, Arthur stood up from the chair, and then shouted to the man:

"Hey, you ridiculous guy, do you think you can escape unscathed after causing trouble for me?"

Arthur's voice successfully made the face of the man in front of him who had been watching Arthur's situation turn ugly. The smile quickly disappeared from his face, and the nun who was cleaning the house also stopped what she was doing and raised her head. He began to stare at Arthur indifferently.

The man dressed as a priest didn't answer loudly, and his plain tone clearly reached Arthur's ears under the unique structure of the church. He only heard the man say:
"Mr. Morgan, you have to be thankful that Bronte is dead and my mission is over."

Although Arthur was alone, he had no awareness that he was in danger. He spread his hands, and under Gretel's raised gaze, he said provocatively:

"I'm sorry, I'm afraid it's the end only if I say it's over. Now, I don't think we have decided the winner yet?"

"..."

The place where Arthur hit him that night was still aching. The man dressed as a priest was arrogant after all. He originally thought that Arthur would be thankful that he was still alive and grateful after hearing that his mission was over. leave.

Unexpectedly, Arthur looked enthusiastic and wanted to decide the winner with him.

As the church bell rang, Arthur took action directly. This time, he did not intend to let the man whose name he did not know until now leave alive.

For Arthur, a shot from this distance would be a perfect hit, not to mention hitting that point. Although the man who was prepared to attack Arthur in advance had dodged, he was still shot in the shoulder. If he hadn't hid behind a bunker, Fast enough, and Arthur's second shot will take him away.

The target of the third bullet was originally a man, but Arthur saw the nun taking out the short-barreled shotgun hanging from under her loose robe, so he gave it to her.

Arthur, armed with two guns, fired while suppressing the man behind the bunker while slowly approaching.

Gretel seemed to be ignored by Arthur.

And this sudden change also caused Gretel's already shaken heart to fight even more fiercely.

Who should she shoot for?

(End of this chapter)