You don't even want to call me godfather

"Then please."

Iris knew that she needed to give these Sakota the most basic trust, so she gave a final instruction and went to the front of the team to hand over to Ouya. Ben Hong also walked beside Ouya, analyzing which direction to go.

"You are……"

At first, Koshe didn't try to remember the name of the golden-haired girl.

"Raphael," seeing that her benefactor couldn't remember her name, Raphael had to introduce herself again. While supporting Koshei, she wanted to thank him, "That... what happened in the car before..."

"It's okay." Koshe looked at Raphael's hesitation and understood what she was going to say, so he gave her a way out. "My father once taught me to do what I can do."

"Doing what you can... means saving people?"

Raphael still seemed unable to believe that the godfather who had been so cold to them in Syracuse would suffer such serious injuries in order to save her. The change in his image was a little difficult for her to accept.

"Because I am the godfather, I have the right to make the decision," Koshei tacitly agreed with Raphael's words. He said, "Saving a life is better than building a seven-story pagoda. This is what my father said to me."

"Godfather... you seem to remember your father's words very well." Raphael, who had been working with Ou Ya and others for a while, was a little uncomfortable with Koshe's serious attitude. She sighed subconsciously, but then realized her frivolity and apologized quickly, "Ah! Yes, I'm sorry! I overstepped my authority!"

Koshe was hesitant to speak. Looking at Raphael's anxious look, his mind was filled with a lot of thoughts.

How many times has this happened?

It has been like this since he was a godson, and it is still like this today, as if in the eyes of his peers, identity will always be an insurmountable gap.

Thinking back, it took him a long time to get Jimmy to dare to walk with him, but he never expected that his friend of four years would die at the hands of Lapland.

After that, he and Anjie went through a lot before they helped her overcome the barriers in their identities and achieved a happy ending, but in the end...

"Ugh."

Koshei just sighed and said nothing more.

"Excuse me, Godfather, why do you sigh?"

At this moment, Azazel, who was also rescued by Koshei, walked up to the two of them. Unlike the trembling Raphael, he spoke more naturally.

At this time, he had fully recovered, with the long gun hanging on his back. Looking at the other Sakotas, they were also carrying their own guns.

Obviously, these Sakota regarded the guns in their hands as something equivalent to their own lives. Even in that situation, they did not forget to take their guns away.

"I sighed, wondering why all the people of the same age always seemed to be alienated from me, observing my words and expressions and not daring to approach me."

Koshe did not hide his thoughts; he had indeed been worrying about this problem.

On the other hand, how could Jill and Dana, two women who were a few years older than him, become so familiar with him so naturally, and his acquaintance with them was just because of a glass of wine.

"But Godfather..." Koshei's words were obviously full of complaints, and Azazel didn't know how to answer for a moment. He frowned in confusion and said, "But you are the king of a country after all, and we are just insignificant executors in the notary office, and we are often responsible for doing dirty work. This..."

"Is the difference in status really that important?" Koshei objected to Azazel's words without hesitation. "When people care more about the differences between each other than the similarities, bad things will always happen. I am obviously the same age as you, so why do you deliberately distance yourself from me because of these insignificant things?"

"But even if you say so..."

"I am the godfather, and my lover is a messenger. Is this enough for you to let go of your prejudice?" Seeing that Azazel was still hesitant, Koshe simply revealed his scar to show his attitude. "It is true that the dignity of a king cannot be lost, but if there is no humanity, how can we win back the hearts of the people?"

Azazel fell silent after hearing this.

On the one hand, he did agree with Koshe's idea that relationships between people should not be affected by differences in status.

On the other hand, unfortunately, he was a native of Lateran, and the idea that a higher-ranking official could crush a lower-ranking official was deeply ingrained in him.

In addition, he could have completed many missions perfectly before, but he was repeatedly suppressed by his superiors and dissuaded by his mother Xila. He was more or less disgusted with this status gap. Koshe's words actually woke him up in disguise.

"Eh? Godfather is so young, but he already has a lover?"

But compared to the more mature Azazel, Raphael's attention was focused on strange things.

"Raphael!"

Azazel was about to stop her, but Koshe raised his hand to interrupt him.

"If you really want to thank me for my help, then put aside your grudges, speak freely and express your opinions," Koshe said righteously, "unless you want to say that you are not willing to accept my friendship and goodwill."

Although the words were slightly threatening, they did make Azazel gradually let go of the last bit of resistance in his heart.

"Tell me, Azazel, do you think so?"

Koshe looked at him, trying to change his mind completely.

"No, Godfather, I don't think so." Looking at Koshei, Azazel suddenly felt that he was not that scary. At this moment, Koshei even gave him the feeling of a serious big brother next door. So he calmed down and asked like Raphael, "Then... Godfather, are you willing to talk to us about your lover?"

Koshe swallowed back what he was about to say.

Although the two men did put aside their prejudices, but... shouldn't we say they are worthy of being on the same team? They even have the same idea of ​​exposing each other's scars.

But he didn't particularly care. Although he was from a different country and a different ethnic group, perhaps he really needed to release the words that he had been holding back for the past month.

He smiled helplessly, but this smile made Azazel and Raphael lose their confidence. They looked at each other for a few seconds, and the uneasiness in their eyes was easy to understand.

But Koshe didn't care, because he knew that the story he was going to tell would definitely move these two naive children.

"Ah, yes." Looking ahead and at Iris's back, Anjie's face slowly emerged in Koshe's mind. He paused and then said slowly, "She is the most beautiful girl I have ever seen. She is also the girl who encouraged and motivated me when I was at my lowest point..."

Chapter 31: Baring the Heart

"I didn't expect... Godfather... that you have experienced so much..."

After Koshe finished telling his story, Raphael was shocked by the deeds he described.

"Yes... whether it's your godfather's father, your childhood friend, or your sister, your lover, all of this... is a little hard for me to imagine," Azazel also changed his initial fear of Koshei. He sighed a little incoherently, "I really can't believe how you held on and survived all the way. If it were me... I might have collapsed from the pressure."

Regarding the shock of the two children of the same age, Koshei's face showed a hint of relief. Perhaps it was because he had experienced so much that he was able to hold on until today.

"Some things are like this. When there are too many similar things, everything seems unimportant." Koshe was supported by Raphael and Azazel on each side. He said meaningfully, "I made those decisions, and this is my price."

The story told by Koshe is his modified version, which is almost the same as the reality, but many details have been changed.

Everything he said was true, but it was also part lie.

No matter how good Azazel and Raphael were, Koshei was not naive enough to tell them everything, but what he said was enough to win their trust.

"I didn't expect that the Godfather had gone through so many things to get to the position he is in today." Seeing that Koshe was so friendly to them, Raphael couldn't help but say a few more words, "I actually had that kind of emotion towards you before... It's really a sin."

"I have never thought of making enemies with anyone. Friendship can bring far more than hostility." Koshe responded to Raphael's feelings with his own thoughts, "Even if it is someone from another race, even if it is Sakota, I believe that friendship should not be divided by race."

These true and false words were a big shock to these two children who had never been exposed to the bizarre ways of the world.

Friendship from the king of a country was something they had never dared to imagine before.

Feeling the surprise and joy of the two people, Koshe laughed to himself.

He knew that after leaving Syracuse, the only person he could trust was Iris.

But before arriving in Lateran, he wouldn't mind gaining two Sakotas who trusted him.

Compared to the older and more mature Ou Ya, and the often silent Ben Hong, Azazel and Raphael naturally became the "silly kids" he chose.

He was right that friendship could bring him far more than hostility, but he did not explain what exactly it could bring him.

"Come to think of it, Ou Ya is your captain, right?" Taking advantage of the fact that Raphael and Azazel were still confused by his initiative to show goodwill, Koshei began to ask the two about their team's information. "He seems to be a very reliable person, just like your parent."

"Uncle Ou Ya, he is actually a pitiful man. I heard from colleagues in the notary office that Uncle Ou Ya's wife died at the hands of a fallen angel criminal, so he entered the notary office."

But what was unexpected was that Raphael said something shocking.

Not only was Koshei puzzled by this, even Azazel looked at her in surprise.

Raphael didn't seem very happy when talking about this topic. She looked at the ground in front of her feet and just talked to herself.

"You chose to be the executioner for revenge. Do you want to punish those criminals?"

Azazel had never heard Ou Ya mention his past, so when he learned about this from Raphael, the turmoil in his heart was indescribable.

"Yeah, that should be the case," Raphael said as he walked in front, "Generally speaking, only top students in military academies can enter the notary office, but Uncle Ou Ya is so old, but he was able to be admitted as an exception based on his own strength, so he is also very powerful."

“I can feel that…”

Azazel touched his throat with lingering fear, as if he thought of some bad memories.

"Uncle Ouya was even able to work in Operations Section 1, the most dangerous section, all thanks to his own abilities."

"But...didn't Ou Ya say that he was eliminated from Class 1?"

Raphael said, and Azazel suddenly mentioned it.

But Raphael shook his head and said, "But the fact is that Uncle Ou Ya didn't want to stay in Section 1 for some reason, so he applied to retreat to Section 2 to lead the newcomers Asa and Ben Hong."

“Is that so…” Azazel finally understood a little bit why Ou Ya always looked like he had a story, and was very familiar with his mother Xila and Ben Hong’s sister Mo. But he immediately found a clue from Raphael’s words, and asked hurriedly, “Wait, why is it me and Ben Hong, then Raphael——”

"Let's wait a little longer for the chat." Just as Azazel was about to ask the question in his mind, Ben Hong, who was walking in front with Ou Ya and Iris, suddenly slowed down, stepped in front of the three people, and said, "Stay alert, there is something going on."

After saying that, she didn't care about their reactions and went to the front of the team again.

Although the question had not been answered, seeing what was happening, Azazel had no choice but to put aside his doubts. He held Koshei with one hand and tried to take off the musket on his back with the other.

Koshe glanced at the two people beside him who were worried about their affairs. He exerted a little force and broke free from their support.

"I'm fine now." They both seemed a little overwhelmed by his struggle, so Koshe shifted their attention and said, "Deal with the current situation first, and we'll deal with the rest later."

After Koshei finished speaking, he no longer paid attention to the two men, but walked quickly to the front of the team. At the same time, he took out a pistol from his coat, hid it in his sleeve, and held it against his finger.

"what happened?"

The people in front had slowed down, and Koshei followed them leisurely and asked.

"Godfather? Are you okay?" Ou Ya turned around and saw that it was him. He asked with some concern, and then said, "Miss Iris said just now that she seemed to see some movement in the northwest, and it was quite big, so we went into alert first."

"Don't worry, it's recovered," Koshe responded to his concern, and then asked Iris, "Iris, what's the matter?"

"Koshei, come here first." At this time, Iris also called Koshei to her side. She pointed to the dust rising from the ground behind the low hills far to the northwest of them and said, "There is something moving to the east over there."

Koshe looked in the direction she pointed, and there was indeed rising dust and some movement. In the dark night, only Koshe and Iris could see clearly thanks to the sensory advantage of the Luper tribe.

"Azazel!" At this moment, Koshe remembered the long gun that he had seen on the car before. He shouted behind him, "Lend me your gun!"

"coming!"

Azazel received the order and ran over with a long gun in his hand. Under Ou Ya's puzzled gaze, he easily handed his guardian gun, the long gun equipped with a sniper scope, to Koshei.

At this moment, Ou Ya seemed to realize that something must have happened during the time when Koshe was alone with Azazel and Raphael.

After all, the Guardian Gun was as important to the Sakota as wings. To hand it over to a stranger so easily was totally inconsistent with his understanding of Azazel.

Koshe took the musket and looked at it, which was obviously more well-made than the one used by Loft before. Then he raised the musket, put the butt against his shoulder, closed one eye, and used the sniper scope to observe the place where the dust was rising.

After a while, he put down his gun.

"Well, Godfather, have you found anything?"

Ou Ya asked. In this dark environment, the eyesight of the Sakota people is indeed not as good as that of the Lupo people. He can only hope for Koshe.

Koshei returned the gun to Azazel thoughtfully. He glanced at Azazel and Raphael who came with Azazel, and looked at Ouya with some confusion.

"That's a herd of horses running away in panic."

Chapter 32 Viviana

"Horses?" Ou Ya frowned slightly when he heard this. "Why are there horses in this wilderness? It should be difficult for them to survive in an environment outside the country."

"No, they are not wild horses," Koshe denied Ouya's question and guessed, "They have saddles and some are carrying bags. They must be captive horses. When they passed through this land, they were startled by something and fled."

"Koshei, do you have any ideas?"

Iris asked. She was the most familiar with Koshei here and knew him best. She immediately realized that he seemed to have some plans.

"Well, I was thinking, since they are tamed horses, maybe there is a way to make them work for us," Koshe suggested, staring at the herd of horses gradually running towards them in the distance. "With horses, we can use them for transportation."

"But Godfather," Ou Ya interrupted, "how easy is it to calm the frightened horses?"

"So this is the crux of the problem. The only chance to stop them is when they pass by us, and we don't have professional horse training tools. Even if we can stop one, it won't be enough for several of us."

Koshe's fingers tapped lightly on the pistol hidden in his sleeve, thinking of a strategy before the herd of horses arrived.

"How about using guns?" Azazel suddenly suggested, "We have a long gun, two semi-automatic muskets, and a scattergun. Perhaps we can use the guns to disable a few horses, and then let Raphael heal them?"

After hearing this, several people couldn't help but feel a headache about his thoughts, and Raphael couldn't help laughing out loud.