Deer Shoujing?No, it's a Wendigo!

"Huh, let me see where the recipient is?"

Mostima was already not far from Kazdel, but her intuition told her that her recipient might not be in Kazdel anymore.

Black locks and white intertwined, the river of time has been flowing.

"At RIM Billiton?"

"It seems to have saved a lot of distance. It seems that I will be there tomorrow."

Mostima nodded in satisfaction.

Going to Rem Billiton was also more to her liking. Rabbits and demons. As an angel, she always preferred to go to the territory of rabbits.

"But it's always weird for a fallen angel to meet the devil. The price should have been higher in the first place."

The fallen angel thought as he hurried on.

She walked very slowly, but every step seemed to pass through time, appearing at the next point.

And she seemed to be walking alone in the world. The world was colorful, but she was pale.

No one knew she was coming, no one knew she was here, no one knew she was going.

———Boundary———

Another three days have passed, and Lin Yao has been maintaining a good schedule of traveling during the day and resting at night.

It's really boring to drive during the day, but he can't drive while looking at the tablet, otherwise he will really overturn his car.

The good news is that he is out of the wilderness now, and there are more settlements around him.

The bad news is that although it has not yet crossed the border of Lateran, it has already entered the sphere of influence of Lateran.

Lateran does not discriminate against the infected, but will expel the angels infected with ore disease.

It may sound a bit bad for the angels who have worked hard for the Pope, but most angels don't care.

The reason is that they can still be protected by Lateran Law and Justice, but they just lost their right of residence in Lateran.

Moreover, there are many settlements outside the Lateran border that were established by infected angels, and they are also responsible for receiving the deported infected angels.

And it's not that you can't go back to Rutland, you can still go back to Rutland for a period of time after submitting an application to the Justice Office.

The standard of living in the settlement is not low. It is not so much a settlement as a small town attached to Lateran.

Yes, although outside the boundary line, it is still protected by Rutland.

Lateran is also happy with this. These small cities can not only demonstrate the benevolence of the Holy See, but also play a role in monitoring the border.

This treatment, tsk tsk.

Ursus:? ? ?

The biggest problem right now is:

The wendigo approached the settlement.

Wendigo meets an angel.

The Wendigo is surrounded by angels and Liboli.

Lin Yao didn't want to hide his identity, and Wang Ting's pride made him unwilling to hide his head in front of these angels.

There is no use hiding it, the angels can feel it.

Even as long as he enters the territory of Lateran, the Holy See must have a way to know.

Several cars blocked Lin Yao's car, but fortunately he successfully stopped the car, otherwise he would have declared war directly.

The royal noble of Sakaz stepped out of the car calmly.

"Does Lateran's law say that you can block the road at will?"

"Or is it that the angels have also learned our Sarkaz tradition of robbery?!"

But is it really good to say that the robbery that the Sarkaz mercenaries are accustomed to is so glorious?

"You! Wendigo of Sarkaz! What are you doing here!"

A muscular old priest holding a short gun asked coldly.

The surrounding infected angels raised their guns or hand crossbows at the forest monster, while Li Boli surrounded him with spears and spears.

Round [-]: Wendigo struck first; the Angels showed hostility with a straight ball.

"Raise weapons against visitors without authorization, you Rutland claim to have universal education for all, don't you teach manners in your education?!"

Lin Yao continued to criticize them from the moral high ground.

"Then the other party must be a guest. What are you? Wendigo!"

the other party shouted.

"Of course I'm a guest, so you're just going to beat me up and kill me as a guest?"

"You are engaging in racial discrimination! I thought Rutland's good education would not have such problems as racial discrimination!"

Lin Yao tilted his bony chin and said with disdain.

The second round: The forest monster wins!

The old priest laughed out of breath:

"Then let me ask you, what are you doing here?"

"How shameful would it be for me if I just answered your question?"

Lin Yao still didn't let go.

"If this is the case, we can't talk anymore! Your skull is enough for us to go back to Rutland."

The priest said coldly, this passage made the surrounding angels grip their weapons tightly.

"Tsk tsk, are you Rutlan still doing this? You guys can't beat me. The Pope's knights from the first legion still have a chance! Get out of the way, and tell me how to get to the Justice Institute!"

Lin Yao, who didn't want to fight, revealed slightly where he was going, and tapped the ground with the guide light.

In the third round, the priest made a mistake, and Lin Yao took the initiative to reveal part of his purpose.

Lin Yao got into the car regardless and started the vehicle.

The priest concentrated on confirming the measurement of the combat power of the two sides.

Three mixed-blood Wendigos can destroy a small town, not to mention that the other party is a pure-blooded head.

If the opponent is a warrior without armor there is hope, but he is obviously a warlock with a shield.

Spearmen and crossbows pose little threat to him, and there are not many of our compatriots holding muskets.

Sarkaz warlocks know some weird witchcraft, let alone he is a royal noble, the threat will only be greater!

Oh my God, salty cake rolls (*Sakota swears*)!Our pastry chef(TM) really can’t beat him!

But why did he go to the Justice Office?

"If he wants to go to the Justice Institute to repent, let him go! Our Sakota is a civilized race, not like some barbaric race that eats human flesh and digs human graves!"

After speaking, he turned his head and asked the missionary who was still in the car to quickly notify the justice office to get ready.

The priest loaded a third round into both of his blunderbusses to ensure he could fire six rounds in a row.

If this Wendigo wants to commit blasphemy, let him and I be reduced to ashes under the divine wrath of my god.

Seeing the priest's operation like this, the sympathy of the halo also felt the priest's belief, and the angels with guns around them also loaded the sixth bullet into their guns, or opened the limit valve for the sixth bullet.

Li Boli put a hand on his chest to express respect.

Although only the guardian gun has the ability to fire six bullets in a row to withstand the fire of judgment, and the angels present only have the old priest's weapon as a guardian gun, but this does not prevent them from expressing their determination to sacrifice.

Seeing this operation, Lin Yao was stunned for a while, and he would not be able to bear it if he really came to a trial.

Well, at least the shield will be broken directly, and a layer of skin will be peeled off.

The vehicle blocking him got out of the way, and the old priest also sat in the co-pilot position of Lin Yao's car.

"Uh, although I don't mind you being my car, can you lower the brightness of the halo on your head a bit, it will affect my driving!"

"Don't believe it, I know that you elite Sakotas can reduce the brightness of the aura!"

Chapter 45 I, Wendigo, live in Rutland Church.

Chapter 45 I, Wendigo, live in Rutland Church.

"How did you load the sixth round? How dangerous is that?"

The priest was silent.

"What if I have a smooth hand when shooting? Wouldn't my life be lost?"

The priest was silent.

"Your god is too stupid, how can you kill your own believers because you are afraid that your believers will cause too much harm?"

The priest's eyebrows twitched, but he remained silent.

"Actually, if you get so close to me, I can kill you before you pull the trigger!"

The priest was silent, but the halo on his head began to flash with high frequency.

The sudden flash of light caused Lin Yao's steering wheel to tilt.

The car is about to roll over.

The forest demon inserted the guide lamp into the ground very naturally, and pushed it up.

The vehicle returned to normal.

But it still shook the priest for a while, and he couldn't hold himself any longer, and he almost pulled the trigger.

"Your pastry chef (TM), can you drive a car?"

"No luck."

The priest received an extremely sincere answer from Lin Yao.

"Also, you haven't told me how to get to the Justice Office."

"Just follow the car in front of you."

The priest calmed down again.

"Are you taking me in circles?"

After talking for a while, Lin Yao asked aloud.

"Well, we need time to prepare for your measures."

Lin Yao received an extremely sincere answer from the priest.

"..."

"Aristocrats naturally have the way of greeting nobles, right?"

The priest suddenly became polite.

Lin Yao felt that there was nothing wrong with what he said.

"Are you infected?"

Although he felt that there was no trace of origin stone infection on the priest, he still asked knowingly.

The priest shook his head.

"Wendigo, what on earth do you want?"

"Apply for transit."

"What did you say?"

"It's just to apply for transit. After all, I'm considered a valuable. No, a nobleman, right? How can a nobleman sneak in and out of other countries' borders?"

On the word "noble", Lin Yao especially emphasized the tone.

The old priest thought the world was crazy.

The first thing you think of as a Sarkaz crossing Rutland is to apply for transit?

The team finally stopped going around in circles, and it seemed that Justice was ready.