Thanks for the invitation. I am a parasite in Terra.

immediately.

Who knows, maybe “that person” will regret it after tonight?

At least now he must return to Kazdel immediately!

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"We need to contact the derivative in Iberia..."

Zuo Jian leaned on the sofa beside him and turned his head to look.

In the quiet rental house, Skadi and Laurentina were sitting at the table, the former of them happily stuffing the tumorous beast steak in front of her into her mouth...the kind that was completely uncut.

Who taught her to eat this way?

In comparison, Laurentina is much more normal.

In sharp contrast to Skadi was Laurentina, who was holding a knife and fork and cutting the steak into small pieces.

"call----"

Zuo Jian let out a long sigh of relief.

Then he closed his eyes and tried to contact the person in Iberia who had not been heard from for some time.

.but.....

His eyes slowly opened, with a look of slight regret.

"It seems that I can only sense that the other person is still alive at the moment, but I can't transmit consciousness and information to him? It turns out that the distance is too far."

Zuo Jian pinched his chin with some regret, then slowly walked into the bedroom.

At this point, we can only use the most primitive method.

In the bedroom, in the bottom drawer of the bedside table, there were piles of envelopes quietly placed. In Terra, letters were still the main means of communication for ordinary people when facing long distances. The envelopes that the previous owner did not take away, or was too lazy to take away, were taken away by Zuo Jian——

Fortunately, I insisted on not letting Laurentina throw them away, otherwise I would have to spend money to buy new envelopes. Haha - this is the foresight unique to adults.

While sighing, Zuo Jian picked up the dip pen and letter paper left by the previous owner who had been kept in the cabinet and not thrown away as garbage by Laurentina.

He sat in the chair, seemingly thinking about something, and soon, as if he had an idea, he picked up the pen, stabbed the tip of the pen into his palm, and watched the tip of the dip pen fill with his blood.

"I hope the courier can be a little more efficient."

After that, he put pen to paper, using blood as ink, and slowly wrote...

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Three days later...

"...Finally, I wonder if everyone in Saltwind City is safe and sound, if there is enough food, if the crops can mature normally, if the villagers have mastered the skills of farming - and if Anita feels the joy of painting? If possible, I really hope to see it with my own eyes."

"The signature is... the painter!"

Anita read the contents of the letter excitedly, walked to the nun sitting on a chair nearby, and handed the letter to her.

"Really? Little Anita can already read and write fluently. However, the painter seems to want to see Anita's paintings more."

Sister Xiutina smiled and touched Anita's head.

"Yeah! I'll work hard! I'm going to work hard to become as good as the nun and draw great paintings!"

"Really? In that case, you need to practice more."

"I'll try my best! I'm going to go paint now. Goodbye Sister Nun! Goodbye Sister Inquisitor!"

Anita smiled and waved goodbye to the two people in the room.

"....Is that kid that familiar?"

In the corner of the room, Elini, who had been silent all the time, walked forward and scratched her head in confusion.

"Probably. But thank you for coming here in person to bring the letter to us."

Xiutina stood up and bowed slightly to Elini to express her gratitude.

"No, no, there's nothing to thank me for. I just happened to pass by Yanfeng City, so I brought it here for you..."

"Yeah."

Xiutina lowered her eyes, and under her flawless white eyelashes, her pupils, which seemed to be unable to see clearly what she was thinking, were slowly scanning the opened envelope and letter paper.

"You seem to be concerned about that letter, too?"

"What...what do you mean by caring! This is just a routine Inquisitor's duty! And, and I just took it apart and checked it! I didn't touch anything!"

Elini was stunned, then hurriedly explained.

"is it?"

“Yes….Yes!”

"Your heart is beating faster, young Inquisitor. Why?"

"Gu! How, how could this happen! Ahem, anyway, I've brought the letter to you, and it's time for me to go!"

Elini walked past Xiutina in a panic and prepared to leave towards the door of the room.

However, before leaving, she turned back and glanced at Xiutina who was still sitting there.

The latter put the letter aside and continued to look intently at the oil painting on the easel in front of him.

It was an unfinished Madonna, but...

"Hey, Sister, why does the person in your painting have six fingers on one hand?"

As if she couldn't help herself, Elini opened her mouth and asked about the thing that was wrong that she noticed as soon as she entered the room.

After listening to this, the other party turned to look at the painting, as if he was thinking about something.

After a while, Xiutina just shook her head.

"I'm sorry, I don't know."

"......It turns out that people who are involved in art and the church are not normal." Elini muttered silently, and then left quickly.

For a long while, Xiutina looked at the Madonna in the painting, seeming to be thinking about something.

She spoke slowly.

"Yeah, why are there six fingers?"

He reached out, tore off the work that was almost amazing if you ignored the fingers, and threw it into the trash can beside him that was already filled with similar failed works.

Then, Xiotina raised her hand, picked up the envelope beside her, and stared at the words on it.

Gradually, the black ink turned into scarlet, and then, as if coming alive, it quickly transformed into groups of silk threads, pulling out from the paper and flowing into Xiutina's fingertips.

At this point, she could finally begin to read the revelations from her Lord——

Chapter 101, Creation No. 003

"Huh...huh..."

Elini walked in the bright metal corridor. However, no matter how soft the light above her head was, the surrounding environment always gave her a feeling of depression... and claustrophobia.

Obviously, from a structural point of view, the high-speed warship they were on at this moment could almost be described as spacious.

But why.....this lingering feeling of claustrophobia and tension...

Thinking of this, she shook her head, then walked quickly forward, all the way to the deck of this huge ship.

There, there was a man wearing the same uniform as her.

Inquisitor Dario.

"Has the letter been delivered to her?"

The Chief Inquisitor turned around and looked at his outstanding student who came to his side. He held onto the railing with both hands and spoke with a sense of relief.

"I have handed it over to Ms. Xiutina, teacher."

"Well, that's good...By the way, you don't look very well?"

Dario looked through the mask and saw Elini's expression as she took deep breaths of the air around her.

"No, I'm not feeling uncomfortable...it's just..."

She lowered her head and looked at the battleship deck beneath her feet, which was painted dark red.

"I don't know why, but I always feel like I've been swallowed by some giant monster when I'm inside this battleship.

Sample...."

"Yeah."

"Teacher, don't you have this feeling... this feeling of being swallowed up?"

Elini turned around and asked curiously.

"Perhaps it's just an illusion because it's your first time on such a huge structure. It will be fine once you get used to it."

Dario leaned on the handrail and felt the battleship beneath his feet.

"The other Inquisitors who boarded the ship also felt the same as you. It's probably for this reason. Look at the villagers who have been staying on the warship... No, there is nothing abnormal about the church members."

Something flickered in Dario's eyes, but he just pointed at the "church members" in charge of maintenance on the ship who were chatting and laughing not far away from Elini.

There is no doubt that he clearly realized that there was something wrong with this battleship.

The intuition of an Inquisitor is different from that of an ordinary person. If it was just one Elini, perhaps it could be explained as a coincidence, but the Inquisitors who boarded the ship later almost unanimously expressed the same feeling as his student, which was enough to attract attention.

But why...Is it that I still don't realize this? Is he getting old?

Or......

"Why....."

He sighed deeply and stopped himself from thinking about these things too deeply.

Although I have asked Ms. Xiutina where she got the warship from, she just replied that it was "a gift from the Lord."

In addition, they also conducted various internal structural inspections on it, which clearly showed that there were no problems and it could be used as a normal high-speed warship.

but.....

"Number 003."

This is what the nun called this battleship. It is just a string of numbers, and it makes people curious why it is 003 instead of 001.

One can't help but wonder what the first two are, are they also battleships? Or something else?

But even if he had many doubts, he had to calm himself down and subconsciously ignore the occasional rumors.

For example, the enemy shouted that the hull of the battleship was shattered, but when they led the emergency repair team down with ropes, they only saw an area with scratches.

For example, the secondary gun compartment is filled with shells of various models and sizes, some of which are purchased, and some are captured shells of different specifications. However, as long as you touch the loading structure and praise the "Original Lord of Life", you can directly put these shells into the loading compartment and fire them normally, and the whole process fits perfectly, as if the secondary gun came alive and began to automatically adapt to the size of the shells...

Although this rumor was refuted by Sister Xiu Tina, Dario did see shells of various specifications in the warehouse on the bottom floor... Some of them are even suitable for high-speed warships of other countries...

But, no matter what, at least Dario himself must think that this is a normal high-speed battleship.

because------

He turned his head and looked at the vast overtime, where the judges were scattered in twos and threes.

There is no doubt that it is almost impossible for them to destroy the current regime that has been infiltrated by the Deep Sea Church and is already corrupt enough.

but.....

This "invincible battleship" brought by Ms. Xiutina, which was invincible along the way, gave Dario some hope.

An undefeated battleship may not be able to completely change anything, but it can allow them to crush all the high-level officials who are in collusion with the Deep Sea Church and force them to sit on the negotiating table.

....Perhaps the only problem now is that.....the high-level officials who are in collusion with the Deep Sea Church are too *Iberian swear words*.

What's going on with these people? Have they been fooled by those charlatans? If this continues, Iberia will be destroyed by these insects!

call....

Anyway, no matter what the reason.

This battleship is their only support. The rebellion started by these Inquisitors alone cannot shake anything————