Saint Laurent Prison Warden

Chapter 199 Night Talk
When Richard saw the eye in the sky, the eye in the sky also saw Richard.

Therefore, the Xingyue Society, which had been monitoring secretly, would no longer hide and would take action immediately.

Silently, emerald green raindrops slowly fell from the sky, forming a continuous mass. The white flames at Richard's feet gradually melted under the beating of raindrops.

Richard kicked the flames on the ground with his feet. The originally blazing flames had turned into jelly, and a slight kick caused them to ripple like water waves.

These white flames have been neutralized by magic, turning from the power of faith into a substance with no effect.

Three illusory winged figures appeared in the air, staring at Richard.

"The order has been issued. You must arrest, not kill."

"The ceremony was interrupted and arrest was no longer possible."

"Abandon the target and evacuate first."

"The companion has not yet returned."

"The time has expired and they cannot return."

"You need to keep the fire and leave on your own."

The three angels reached an agreement. They spread their wings together and immersed themselves in the unfinished ritual array.

"The Dragon God looks back, light descends, the Holy Spirit shines down, and the warriors are promised to return to heaven."

Even if the ritual array was not completed in time, it had accumulated enough energy for the angel to leave on his own.

A dazzling flashing door appeared beside the three angels of power. They entered the door and disappeared in the blink of an eye. Without the energy provided by the angels of power, the flames around Richard began to slowly dissipate.

beep...

The train whistle sounded just at this moment, and the illusory train fell from the sky and landed in front of Richard.

Chi la...

After a puff of smoke dissipated, Iluna and the others, who had changed into combat uniforms, appeared in front of Richard.

"Tsk, they sent these little shrimps to cause trouble." Iluna clapped her hands and cursed: "The Holy See doesn't take us seriously at all."

She flipped her hair in a chic manner and said, "Come on, I'll take you back to the castle."

"Huh~" Macedonia whistled at Richard, put his hands on Richard's shoulders, hugged him tightly, and said teasingly: "Yo, you two are a bit hot.

Did I come at a bad time?"

"In an emergency, act accordingly and don't talk nonsense." Richard sighed and put Dong Luo down.

"I, Teacher Li was just protecting me. We didn't do anything bad."

Dong Luo was obviously a little shy.

Macedonia's look became even weirder.

"Ouch! It's broken.

I was just joking just now, but seeing how eager you are to explain, my little saint, the relationship between you two is probably not as simple as a joke.

If something goes wrong, it will become a big problem.

We were away for only a short while and you guys already got pregnant. If we were away for longer, that would be terrible. Little Saint, don't let Richard protect you and get pregnant. "

"That's not true, don't talk nonsense!"

Dong Luo glanced at Richard and turned her head away blushing. She lifted her nun's skirt and walked quickly to Iluna's side, pretending not to hear Macedonia's joke.

The swan played the ostrich.

Seeing this, Macedonia hugged Richard tightly and asked in a low voice:
"Brother Richard, how did you dodge the first round of attacks? The big sister had prepared the golden bell for you, just waiting for you to be hit by the magic, but you were completely unscathed.

The Big Sister is a rare professional magic monk who has been passed down since ancient times. She accumulates magic power in her body and practices both magic and martial arts.

She is naturally able to restrain mages and divine magicians, and is very sensitive to the release of divine arts and magic.

But she was very sure that there was no magical fluctuation on your body just now, and you were immune to the magic of those birdmen of the Holy See without even taking out the magic book.

This is quite interesting. Would you mind telling me? If you don’t, I will find a reason to help you get away with it.”

"No need to prevaricate." Richard shook his head and said, "I have an elder behind me. He gave me a little help before I left Saint Laurent Prison, mainly to make it harder for me."

"Saint Laurent Prison...demigod?" Macedonia continued to test with his eyes.

Richard nodded silently.

"Oh, no wonder Chang Ren wants you to protect him closely, you are indeed the most suitable person." Macedonia patted Richard's shoulder and reminded him in a low voice: "Only we are protecting her, but there are many people watching Dong Luo. You don't have to worry, and don't try too hard. This is a saint who has surrendered. Many people are afraid that something will happen to her."

Richard understood what he meant. Macedonia was reminding him not to reveal too much. There were many people watching Dong Luo, and they would certainly watch him too.

"Thanks for the reminder, I'll be careful."

"Yeah." Macedonia released his hand on Richard's shoulder, pounded his chest, gave Richard a suggestive look, and quickly left.

When Zach passed by Richard, he stuffed two glowing feathers into Richard's arms. He patted Richard's chest and said:

"Here, the spoils of war. You protected the little saint, and this is what you deserve."

"This is?"

"The feathers of the Angel of Power are very good materials for casting spells. A single Angel of Power can only pluck three feathers. Even if you don't need them, you can sell them."

Zach whispered, "If you take this, you will be on the church's blacklist. Even if you follow the little saint to the Holy See, you will have to be skinned alive before you surrender.

If you don’t want to take it, just give it back to me secretly at night. I’ll keep it a secret for you.”

Richard was cheered up when he heard it. He quickly took the glowing feather and pinned it on the most conspicuous corner of his chest, then asked: "Just two? Any more? Director, give me more." "You kid, do you think you can have this thing whenever you want? Two are good enough." Zack took a sip of the pipe and said faintly: "I really envy you. When I was like you who didn't know any rules, I didn't meet such a good teacher as myself, and I suffered a lot.

When you are protecting the little saint girl at night, you should know what you can and cannot do. "

Richard nodded immediately upon hearing this and said, "Brother Director, don't worry, I will never touch Dong Luo's body! Even if she stood naked in front of me, I would close my eyes and not look at her."

"No... you're wrong. That's something you can do. Getting pregnant is your own fault. No one in our Dome Mage Corps will take care of you. Of course, I don't know if anyone in the Travel City will take care of you." Zack looked at Richard with a strange look. "What I mean by something you can't do is sell out the secret information of our Silver City. Especially the information about the Dome Mage Corps.

Membership, internal details, rules and regulations... You can't tell anything. Even some things that you are accustomed to are secrets to the Holy See."

"Okay, I understand. Don't worry, I promise nothing will go wrong."

As they chatted, Richard followed Iluna and the others to the front of the castle.

Iluna clapped her hands, and the castle door slowly opened.

On both sides of the castle stood a dozen or so humanoid puppets that looked like butlers. After seeing Richard and his companions, they all bowed and shouted respectfully:

"Welcome home, everyone."

"Chris, report the current situation in the mansion." Iluna shouted loudly as soon as she entered the door.

A butler-like puppet immediately walked over and said seriously, "Sir, all the rooms have been cleaned up. There are no intruders, and no signs of any magic array being destroyed. It's quite safe."

"Okay, we're safe here." Iluna gave Richard a thumbs up and said, "I've already arranged the rooms. You and Dong Luo will share a room, and I'll provide close protection. Chris, take Richard and the others to their new room."

"Yes."

Richard felt helpless when he heard the sarcasm in Iluna's words. He ignored Iluna's teasing and followed the puppet butler named Chris to the room on the rooftop that Iluna had prepared for Dong Luo.

To Richard's surprise, although Iluna did not seem to respect Dong Luo, she prepared the room for Dong Luo with great care.

Iluna's room has a very obvious decoration style, which is different from that of the Silver City. The overall look is simple yet warm, revealing a kind of tranquility and holiness that transcends the world.

In a corner of her room, a half-open window swayed gently with white gauze curtains, letting in soft and mottled sunlight. Under the sunlight, there was a statue of a dragon of light, the long shadow of the statue was reflected on the wall, and around the shadow there was a circle of golden light inlaid by magic light strips, which was dazzling and beautiful.

Inside the room, a simple wooden bed took up most of the space. The sheets and pillowcases were brand new, plain white, spotless, and exuding a faint scent of lavender.

Next to the bed, there is a low wooden desk, on which are neatly placed several Vatican scriptures, a diary and a feather pen, and next to it is a simple-shaped oil lamp.

On the wall hangs a portrait of the Supreme Saint Adela. Adela in the painting has a kind face and gentle eyes, as if she is quietly gazing at the room.

"Saint, Mr. Richard, this is your room. You will live in this room for a week.

The owner has told us that every morning a butler will come to help you clean up, and if you don't want to go to the restaurant at mealtime, a butler will come to bring you food. As long as you want, you can spend a whole week in comfort and warmth without having to go out."

Dong Luo thanked him obediently: "Ah. Please thank the executive sister for me. She is very thoughtful. But if conditions permit, I still hope to take a tour of the Travel City and see more of the advanced experience of the Silver City."

"Okay, I'll help you tell the master right away." The butler puppet said and turned to go out. After both feet stepped out of the door, he turned back and said, "Oh, by the way, the master said. Chris, remember to close the door."

Chris closed the door with a click, and the atmosphere in the originally clean and warm room suddenly became strange.

Dong Luo didn't say anything, she lowered her head and looked at her heels. This reminded Richard of the first time he met Dong Luo. At that time, she was just like now, lowering her head and telling him coquettishly that she was the contact person sent by Teacher Kappa, and she looked so obedient that it made people feel itchy.

No, this atmosphere is too weird.

Richard rubbed his brows, found a topic and said:

"Executive Officer Iluna is quite thoughtful. She must be worried that you will not be able to adapt to living in the Silver City, so she specially prepared a room with a similar style to yours.

You know, the rooms in our Silver City are all a bit fancy."

"Well, I am very attentive." Dong Luo raised his head with a strange expression. "The layout of this room... is exactly the same as where I stayed in the Holy See two days ago. Even the position of the quill is no different. It's more of a warning than an attentive one."

"Two days ago... you mean..."

"At that time, I was under the protection of the Generous Saint Cher Ti. Theoretically, it was impossible for anyone to know the furnishings in my room, unless someone from Ti personally told you about the layout of my room."

Dong Luo's mouth puffed up: "Your people are warning me that they also have spies on our side, and they have already found out a lot of our intelligence.

This is lurking among you before taking revenge on me.

Oh, it's really boring. The two sides are always fighting like this. One is more treacherous and cunning than the other. If you do three points, I will do five points. Neither of us will give in. No one wants to suffer any loss.

In the end, it’s the collective power of our world that’s being consumed.”

"Competition, that's what it is." Richard shook his head and said, "No one dares to leave their fate to others, so naturally the only option is to fight endlessly."

"I'm tired of it." Dong Luo shook his head and said, "Many people are tired of it, but the inertia of history cannot be stopped.

Many people, including me, are eager for change. ”

"What changes do you mean?"

"Gods. The eighth dragon god, even the ninth, tenth, and many more gods." Dong Luo raised his head, looked at the ceiling, and said, "Since Sa-Ailang, our world has not had any new gods for hundreds of years.

All of the world’s internal friction is essentially a reflection of the inability to expand outward.

In the ancient era of development, there was no war or power. The whole world was busy with development and construction. There were sites waiting for workers to start work everywhere, and new cities were being built everywhere. Powers and races worked together. The whole world was thriving.

All dragon gods except the seventh were born in that period, which was the most desirable golden age in our world.

Because there is so much space waiting to be developed and countless construction and development tasks waiting to be completed, no one is willing to fight.

Even the most warlike races can only vent their anger on those hostile void creatures.

We, the Saint, want to recreate the Great Exploration Era and return to the ancient times. Resisting the Inquisition is only the first step in our plan."

Dong Luo said with sparkling eyes: "Teacher Xiao Li, when you told me stories before, I could tell that you were also very yearning for the ancient times. Are you willing to realize the dream with us?"

(End of this chapter)