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(·ω·`)ノThe teachings of the Holy Scriptures are also conveyed to you today.
We hold high the flag of justice, we shoulder the name of God
Always reflect on yourself and fulfill your mission
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["Tianji" Yan Qi used the power of the King of Order to fix the Seal of Three Generations to participate in the journey of the sword holder. This matter is whimsical, which is his usual style. However, "Tianji"'s original intention is far away in the imperial capital. I wonder how much strength a picture scroll can exert?
At the same time, "Ranger" Servais's memories are gradually awakening, which will greatly weaken her mental stability. Jago Drusus, the "Red Governor," was caught in a dilemma of indecision, and all it took was a nudge to make his decision. The Pleasure Demon will bring them a little surprise...let us look forward to the actors' choices. 】
Situ Yi wrote a few words at random and spread the notebook on the table. His slender eyes stared at the handwriting, showing neither the haze of depression nor the joy of excitement.
"Long time no see." Situ Yi said.
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Back to this morning.
"Huh!" Servais whistled, "Those guys are really free!"
A group of superpowers, led by Yan Qi, walked out of the airport, and the atmosphere was as relaxed as a spring outing. Jago smiled bitterly, and he could only smile bitterly at this. When a world-creating envoy clearly expresses his attitude, what can the others do, no matter how high their status is?
"Sorry, gentlemen! Let's talk about it when we have time!"
Gongsun Ce greeted him hastily and was completely pulled away by Yan Qi. The red governor Judas smiled and waved, not caring about it. The governor-general is 57 years old this year, which is still in his prime for senior officials. He has a broad, round face, and has a high status in the hearts of believers. He has always been known for his pious faith, and therefore he shoulders the important task of garrisoning the church headquarters.
"You see, Governor Jago." Judas spoke to him, "People in the Empire always have such personalities."
"We are all priests. How can we be compared with the Empire in being unique?" Jago winked. "I think this meeting will be held later..."
Judas laughed: "You want to be lazy, Governor Jago. This is not okay, 'you must always be diligent and responsible'!"
Judas used verses from the holy scriptures as a reminder and took his short leave to prepare for the meeting. Jago tugged on the hedgehog's head and let out a long sigh. He really disliked paperwork and even tended to teach his disciples by precepts and deeds rather than teaching. Now he has to go to the conference he hates most. Before that, he has to take the responsibility of settling the superpowers.
"Okay, kids!" Jago clapped to attract everyone's attention, "Does anyone have any special requirements for accommodation?"
He regretted asking the question in public, because many "security personnel" wanted to live next to the casino, and one asked the church if it wanted to hire part-time maids.
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"Don't be so arrogant, you want to be happy!" Servais smiled playfully, "The holy book doesn't prohibit gambling, right?"
Jago looked unhappy: "I really shouldn't use Mr. Gongsun as the character standard for superpowers..."
"When you use the handsome young man in your harem as a benchmark, you should reflect on whether there is something wrong with your thinking."
"To be fair, all the young people who are more romantic than him are gone."
Jago and Servais were walking along the road towards the Cathedral of St. Revolver. They were passing through a busy area. Shops selling cold drinks, popsicles and energy drinks crowded both sides of the street. Molten Valley City next to the Great Rift Valley is too dry. Even with a humidity adjustment system covering the city, the locals feel thirsty just looking at the distant flames.
Servais bought two large cones, which were her favorite milk chocolate flavor. Jago showed a respectful expression, but she still forcefully stuffed one into her mouth. It was too sweet for him and now he prefers sugar-free dark chocolate.
"Brother, you look like a prematurely aging Zero Island social beast." Servais smirked.
"Do I have it?" Jago took a big bite bravely, "My taste has changed a bit in the past few years, and now I prefer light food..."
While talking, he habitually opened his notebook and used his free time to check today's schedule. Check the stability of the Dianhuo network. Take good care of Servais...
Servais's eyes lit up: "Hey, there's a bug stall over there! My favorite barbecue flavor!"
Following Servais's fingers, Jago saw the lava worms crunching on the barbed wire, and the dark-skinned stall owner was spreading attractive light red spices on the backs of the worms. He put away his notebook, glanced at his watch, and made a quick decision: "Okay, let's share one share."
"I haven't eaten roasted worms in a long time!"
They lined up together to buy a medium portion of grilled worms and ate them while walking on the road with plastic packaging boxes. As in every previous encounter, Servais told him stories of recent adventures. The protagonist of the story this time is a group of people on the Morning Star. The female ranger vividly describes the image of those young people in her eyes. Jago echoes from time to time and is the best listener.
He thought back to when he was a young agent, when the world was simple and innocent, and his family and church had nothing to do with him. Agent Jago is a fledgling boy with no ability or experience. He wants to change the world with passion. Like those old stories, he met a beautiful female ranger by chance, and they went on adventures, went camping, and thwarted the mafia's conspiracy. Every time they arrived in a new city, they ate snacks and talked like they do now. At the end of the journey, they separated freely and embarked on a new life path... just like everyone on the Venus and her now.
"Even in my many years of adventure, they are considered the most interesting group of people. They plan to save the world out of obligation!" Servais said.
How many times had she walked with others like this? How many people never see their "best friend" again after they break up? Did she also tell other people the story of Agent Jago, talking nostalgically about the young boy with whom she was very close "a few years ago"? Something in Jago's heart throbbed, and he looked down at his watch to hide the sadness in his eyes. The meeting time is coming soon.
Jago pointed to the watch: "Sorry Servais! I have to go."
Servais was a little disappointed: "Hey, it's just a little longer? I haven't been to Molten Valley City for a long time, why don't I go shopping again?"
no problem. Jago thought to himself, I'm tired of all that shit.
"You know I've been promoted now, so I have to do official business." Jago scratched his hair, "I think I'll finish it in about half a day, come to the church to see me when you're free in the evening!"
"Go, go, big shot of the Drusus family~"
Jago walked away quickly, while Servais stood there holding the uneaten plastic box. He did not dare to look back at the expression on the female ranger's face.
Since when did I become a boring old man? And you are still living happily where you are.
When Jago came to the conference room, everyone was already here. On his left and right sides were Governor Prince of the Charming Mist State and Governor Judas who was resident in the Firewind State. Six supervisors were lined up under the long table. The six patriarchs of the archdiocese, the patriarch of the Meteor City Special Zone, and three experts who only belong to the Mithril Pillar. Jago took the host's seat and officially announced the start of the meeting.
Statements about the civilized front and the enemy's plans had been made in advance, and the meeting was noisy as soon as it began. The warring faction strongly advocates seizing the opportunity to take the initiative and impose a holy judgment on the totems under official jurisdiction to stop Gaius's plan. The conservatives believe that taking the initiative to seize neutral totems will have far-reaching consequences. If they are not careful, they may cause local climate disorders and need to be cautious. Be careful. There are still a few people who think that Gaius's plan is not without the possibility of a win-win situation, and they should try a second round of negotiations.
Judas pointed out that the opportunity was inevitable and should take the initiative, while Prince insisted on standing on the defensive side. Jago watched everything on the conference table indifferently, feeling extremely boring. They not only speak for God and justice, they also speak for their own interests and feelings. Some people are very hostile to Gaius because of his propaganda agenda, and some people are taking advantage of the big families and trying their best to ease the situation. How many people are really thinking about the overall situation?
"All agents must be recalled as soon as possible and cooperation with the Gaius government must be terminated."
"United States is not just in the current chaos! What should we do with the mission we are currently performing?"
Even Gaius seemed more pleasing to the eye than these patriarchs. The man was at least straightforward during the negotiation and could see the situation clearly. If Gaius came to hold a meeting, he would never give the idiots so much time, and his men would only have to carry out his orders. Jago closed his eyes tiredly. Am I really doing the right thing? Why don't I use this time to go out and catch a few criminals?
I should make a decision quickly, why am I wasting my time here?
"Governor Jago?"
Judas' reminder woke him up, and Jago realized that everyone was looking at him. Time passed in a chaotic exchange of words, and the time when the sun was at its strongest had passed.
"Sorry, I got distracted." The old man smiled bitterly, "Where are we talking?"
"About the Holy Judgment." Governor Prince reminded, "Governor Judas proposed a plan to use the Dianhuo network to secretly infiltrate Chen Cang and cooperate with the supporters to launch a surprise attack on the enemy."
"I suggest using Holy Judgment in this battle to completely eradicate Gaius's delusions." Judas said.
Prince shook his head firmly: "I object, this is too radical."
The big shots in the church looked at Jago. This was a vote that only governors were eligible to participate in. He was the third person who did not vote.
After a long silence, Jago said: "I abstain."
After saying this, he was the first to walk out of the meeting room without even announcing the end of the meeting. Everyone left buzzing about the governor's performance, but the other two governors stayed until the end. Judas's eyes were full of worry, and he put away his smile.
"This is not like him, he is always the most radical one among us." Judas said, "What is Jago thinking?"
"Old friend, that means that even he thinks your plan is too extreme. Do you really hate Gaius like this?" Prince sighed softly.
"I don't deny that I hate Gaius because he slandered the name of the saint." Judas said, "But I remember the tragedy of the kingdom four years ago. I know that it was because they took their enemies too lightly."
His face was tense, and Prince saw fear in the rigid features. It's like a powerless mortal looking at the giant god who can shake the mountains.
"Old friend, the Saint faced an evil family back then, but what we have in front of us is an invisible monarch who has been in charge of Hezhong for eight years, and a monster who single-handedly destroyed the country."
Prince stood at the window and looked at the chasm opposite the church. From this angle, he could see the majestic landscape of the Great Rift Valley at a glance. He knew that the mithril seal from thousands of years ago was buried under the flames. He also knew that the veins of fire were not only in the Fire Wind State, but also extended to all parts of the northern continent under the guidance of the saint. .
"Even great saints make mistakes, so how can we insist on going our own way..."
That is too powerful a force that can help hold up a seal that lasts for thousands of years, and can also easily overturn cities on the ground.
But he could only see the flames in the rift, but he couldn't see the colorful bubbles slowly squirming on the mithril chains buried deep in the flames for thousands of years, like wine deposited at a banquet.
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At half past four in the afternoon, Servais was wandering the street with nothing to do.
That boy Jago was getting very busy now, and although he looked much the same as before, the ranger knew that her old friend was no longer the same. In the past, Jago was very simple and did not have so many twists and turns. He would rather spend time on maintaining guns than spend more time on paperwork. In his words, it was "a waste of life in the name of God." .
Why is Jago taking the initiative to hold a conference now?
She didn't want to think deeply, but she took the initiative to overcome her resistance and try to remember. Fuzzy fragments popped up in my mind, and every blow was like a sharp pain like a dagger piercing my head. There was one thing Servais had been hiding from everyone. After the accident in Sound Screen City, she would occasionally think of some "strange" memories when she had a headache. Those memories were vivid but she couldn't let herself take part in them. It was like watching other people's lives in movies and TV.
"Sevis...do you remember *&% years ago..."
"I'm Baioli...ah!"
"The 20th century? Miss, it's the 21st century now!"
Jago, who was older than she is now, the old woman who looked familiar, and many people she should be familiar with but didn't recognize... The intermittent memories made her almost vomit. She always felt that she should remember, but she forgot. The memory was like the bubbles that occasionally surfaced in the bottomless quagmire, only lighting up and shattering at the moment they appeared. And there should be a lot of bubbles sleeping at the bottom of the quagmire, more than she could imagine...
Servais put her hands on the wall, stopped where she was, and took a deep breath.
"Miss? Are you okay?"
A priest looked at her with concern. who is he? Does she know this person? Did she also communicate with the other person? Servais grinded her teeth and made an unpleasant noise. "Excuse me, do me a favor." She tried to sound less irritable, "Do you know who the head of Drusus is?"
The priest was obviously frightened by her and took a step back before speaking: "It's Mr. Jago. I can call a doctor for you..."
"I don't need it!" Servais pressed her head firmly, "Where's the Dadarion family? Who is the owner of Wood Machinery?!"
"Dr. Baioli, I think it is..."
This seems to make sense. She bid farewell to the priest, stumbled for a while, barely straightened up, and started running as if to escape. She was as violent as a gust of wind, as violent as fire, and her brain hurt as if it was about to explode. But does she have a brain?
Common sense and intuition repeatedly cover each other, like two white pens constantly smearing in life. When she came back to her senses, Servais ran to the center of the city, facing the scar that tore the earth. She looked at the fire and murmured unspeakably. Who is she? Should I jump? How long has it been? Maybe it would be more comfortable to jump. How many years has it been in Yongguangli now?
"Ah, long time no see."
Another person's greeting came, and Servais' heart tightened. Another former "old friend"? Or a stranger whom she has forgotten?
She saw a colorful-haired woman in a red leather coat sitting on the edge of the rift valley, her beautiful eyes full of curiosity and happiness.
"Who are you? Have I ever known you?!" the ranger almost asked.
"Of course, Servais." Xuying looked at her with interest, "We are old friends."
