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Damn it, my identity was exposed!
This was George's first thought. He was frightened and uneasy. For a moment, the idea of murder and silence even came to George's mind, but soon, George calmed down.
So what if I knew? One day, the identity of Pirate Jojo will completely disappear from the stage of history, and will be replaced by his real name, George Lucifer!
"Lars, my identity is not something worthy of strenuous efforts to explore. If Rhode Island welcomes me, I will naturally be grateful, but if we have doubts about each other, then today's matter will stop here. I, George Lucifer, will leave. !”
Faced with George's anger, Lars calmly picked up the arrow that fell to the ground, then took out a bottle of wine, poured a glass for George, and then poured a glass for himself.
"Don't be so panicked, Mr. George. Just like you have long been aware that we are Paladins, we have also long been aware of your half-blood identity. It's just that the Elf Kingdom of Alannorn has always been unfriendly to the undead, and you can understand the elves. The vampires who use archery and use it must be special beings who have good relations with the elves."
"Amazing George, the first half-blood foreign elder of the Elf tribe, I have to admit that even if you suddenly disappeared in the past few years, the name of Amazing George is still heard. Mr. George, please don't look at me in such surprise. I, I admit that Rhode Island is just a small town now, but the war has already taught the Hospital Knights the importance of intelligence, and we naturally have our own intelligence networks in other countries!"
"By the way, Mr. George, the head on your neck is worth tens of thousands of gold coins to Pope Martin Lewis!"
The news that Pope Martin Louis was still alive had been known to George as early as the time of the Nicholas Empire. Of course, George was still very shocked when he heard the news for the first time. After all, the large-caliber revolver carried by George was also called an elephant hunting gun on earth because its bullets were powerful enough to shoot through the toughness of an elephant. And the thick skull!
Even in this alien continent, where the limits of human physique are far beyond common sense on Earth, the fact that legal personnel, who are known for their frail bodies, can survive such a headshot is indeed considered worthy. It’s been a long time coming!
But looking back now, George always feels that he seems to have missed some information... some very important information!
At the end of that memory, there seems to be a... pitch-black... horn?
Putting aside the struggle with memories for the time being, George shook his head and once again focused his attention on Lars in front of him.
"So, does the Hospital Knight want to keep my head in exchange for a reward from the Pope?"
"We don't do that."
Lars smiled and poured himself another half glass of wine.
"We have the same origin as the Illuminati, but after the Inquisition appeared, the Knights Hospitallers were no longer on the same side as them. Money is a necessary thing, but if you are greedy for money, with the skills of the Knights Hospitallers of Rhode Island, go to It is not difficult to find an official position in the Crusaders of the Imperial Capital."
"Then why are scumbags like the Hospital Knights and Captain Dark on the same side? In other words, can anyone who can pull this black bow ask the Hospital Knights to take action?"
George didn't believe that the story here was that simple. With just a black bow, the majestic Knights Hospitallers could owe Captain Duck such a big favor and risk the group's destruction to attack the Scarlet Harbor?
"Mr. George, do you want to hear an anecdote from ten years ago?"
In response to George's questioning, Lars calmly poured himself a glass of wine to soothe his throat. He knew that he would have to tell the next secret for a long time.
