The latest website: "Okay, I will leave the rest of the matter to you to finish."

Bourne stretched slightly while talking, and Vic was sitting on the desk opposite him.

Vic stretched out both hands and patted the two stacks of files on the table that were about the same height as adults. There were almost the same number of files on Bourne's desk. He smiled wryly:

"With so many files, when will I have to deal with them?"

Bourne picked up the coffee cup, took a sip, and said, "I have already solved the most difficult part for you. No matter how difficult the rest is, it is nothing more than spending more time and energy. You still have plenty of time, and mine Time is running out."

"Don't say such things, I believe you can live a long and healthy life."

"No matter what, being able to operate this matter still makes people feel happy and satisfied."

This is a big cleansing that is destined to be recorded in the history of the church. Its scale is so large and its impact is so far-reaching that it is very rare.

It's just that one is because the declaration of the high priest was first, which attracted too much attention; hysteresis.

For the time being, only those with real eyesight can see clearly what this move means.

It means that the No. 2 character of the Whip of Order has completed the baptism of self through the purest development path of the Whip of Order, just like a specific religious ceremony. They have established their positions.

If something happened to Foden and he retired now, and the high priest didn't change, or didn't plan to subvert and change his own ruling path, then Karen would be the most suitable candidate for the new whip.

This may sound absurd, but it is the fact that each system has its own values, and your image and positioning must match this value.

Byrne stood up and said, "The minister should be back soon."

Vic glanced at the crow on the table and said, "It will be later than planned."

"Then I should go home."

"So anxious?"

"I still have a lot of things to deal with on my side. In this world, there will always be things that can't be finished."

"Hehe, that's what you said."

Bourne walked to the door, stopped, turned around, and saw that Vic was already sitting there and continued to work.

Sensing the gaze from Bourne, Vic stopped writing, looked up at Bourne, and asked:

"What's wrong?"

"I always feel a little sloppy."

Vic pointed to his face with the tip of his pen: "Are you talking about me?"

"Um."

"Tsk..." Vic smacked his mouth, "Okay."

After speaking, Vic stood up, straightened his divine robe, and saluted Bourne.

"You go."

Bourne returned the salute.

Vic: "I won't touch those files on your desk."

"You know, sometimes I feel like you guys are playing some kind of game. This game is based on an extremely ridiculous theoretical logic. It can't be real, but you play it very seriously, and you never get tired of it."

"The pressure of life and work is already great, so we may just pay more attention to work and rest."

"Very inconspicuous answer, as if deliberately scratching an itch."

"This is not my intention, because only the makers of the rules of the game have the right to decide who can participate in playing with us. Before it is determined, all of us are not qualified to treat you as one of our own in advance, nor can we Give you the game manual without authorization."

"So, what's the difference between you and those fundamentalists?"

"To deal with God, we are fanatical, we are pious, we are firm, um...it seems that there is really no essential difference."

If I insist on making a difference, it seems that God has always been very disgusted with those "fundamentalists".

"Then I'll go back first, bless me."

"May you be frightened."

"A very unique blessing."

Not long after Bourne left, Alfred opened the door and walked in.

Vic immediately raised his hands and shouted: "Oh, my dear Mr. Alfred, are you here to save me?"

"It does seem like a lot of work."

"Yes, that's right, the processing of many files is extremely slow, because we don't have that many cells, including... execution grounds.

Fortunately, there has always been a shortage of cannon fodder in the open space. These criminals of order are just right to be sent there to atone for order. "

"Well, come on, I can't help you anymore, I'm going to pick them up."

"You seem to be very resistant to continuing to do this kind of work now." Vic said with a sad face on purpose.

"Yes, because you always work with your head buried, it will be difficult for you to raise your head and show your unobstructed face when the mural 'captures' you."

"Your thinking is really far-reaching."

"Otherwise, what I did with you before was to hand over this kind of work to you and Leon."

"Okay, I will finish it, just hope that the chief bishop of Burne can come here soon."

"Where did he go?"

"He went home from get off work."

"I see."

Alfred drove the second-hand black Pens to the inner area of ​​the teleportation circle hall.

While waiting, Alfred was notified that his young master had also returned.

Alfred hurried to the teleportation formation where the young master arrived, and Karen just walked out holding Xiao Kangna's hand.

"Master, it's too risky for you to stay alone without the security forces."

Now, among the people around him, only Alfred can say such words.

"It's okay, Ukonga has been by my side." Karen explained, and then asked, "Why are you waiting for me here?"

The time of his return was not fixed in advance.

"Master, Pu'er and Kevin will be back soon."

Xiao Kangna cheered first: "Sister Pu'er is coming back!"

Immediately afterwards,

Little Kangna pouted again: "Oh, sister Pu'er is coming back."

Karen: "Didn't you say the day after tomorrow?"

"Because the most difficult delivery problem was solved faster, and the delay could not be continued, so I sent it back in a hurry today."

"Okay, then we'll wait together."

"Also, master, the Chief Bishop of Bern has gone home and made preparations."

"You go and call him and tell him that although I'm back, I have to deal with one more thing, and tell him to wait for me."

"Yes, master."

Alfred immediately turned and left to inform, while Karen and Little Connor came to the predetermined teleportation aperture.

After a while, Alfred came back: "Master, I can't reach Bourne by phone. He is not at home or in the office. The subordinate wanted to send him the black crow, but after the black crow circled out, he still didn't sense Bourne's presence." breath."

"It's okay, he may want to be alone now, and he will surface when the silence is over."

Staying here, waiting for another quarter of an hour, the teleportation aperture lights up.

The figure of Earl Recar appeared from inside. Pu'er sat on the shoulder of Earl Recar. Behind the earl, there was a golden box. The lines on the box seemed to be flowing like liquid.

"Master!"

They were the first group to come back, and the rest of the people were behind and did not pass here.

Count Recar saluted Karen.

"Oh, my dear little Karen, I want to die!"

Pu'er jumped towards Karen, Karen reached out to catch her, and then placed her on his shoulder.

Little Connor raised her hands, bouncing around beside Karen, and shouted cheerfully: "Meow meow!"

Seeing this, Pu'er slipped from Karen's shoulder and landed on Xiao Kangna's head. Xiao Kangna lifted her schoolbag up, as if to show off.

"I know, I know, this schoolbag is really pretty."

Little Kangna wanted to continue to interact, but was stopped by Pu'er stretching out her cat's paw and pressing her forehead. She said to Karen, "Open the box, little Karen. Next, it's time to witness the miracle."

Alfred asked, "Why don't you bring it back to the Ministry and open it?"

"I can't, meow, because..."

Karen asked, "Where's Kevin?"

Pu'er pointed to the golden box: "The stupid dog will serve as a seal inside, otherwise the knife will really not be able to be transported; if we insist on moving it, I don't know how many souls trying to get close to it will be smashed along the way."

Karen walked to the golden box and unsealed the box first. The box opened in the form of golden petals blooming. Inside was a rusty knife and a big golden retriever that was shedding crazily while holding the knife handle.

"Wang."

Kevin called out to Karen, then wagged his tail reluctantly.

This move does not have much acting element, because after opening the box, Karen has already felt the sharp cutting sensation, which shows the great pain Kevin has endured along the way.

However, Karen did not go to get the knife at the first time, but set up a temporary isolation barrier first. He was worried that after taking out the knife in a hurry to get it out of Kevin's shackles, the leaked power would make this The nearby teleportation formations are destroyed.

After setting it up, Karen reached out and grabbed the handle of the knife.

At the same time, Kevin finally let go of his paws, kicked his dog's legs, and rolled out.

In an instant, a strong sense of stimulation went straight into Karen's soul, and the rusty chains of order in Karen's body were also stimulated, and the majestic chains danced in the teleportation hall that was closed to the outside world.

In the mud deep in the soul, the chains crashed down one after another and plunged into the mud.

Immediately afterwards, the Hunger Addiction sculpture emerged, but its whole body was forcibly restrained by chains, restricting its movements~lightnovelpub.net~ Roar! "

The Hunger Sculpture let out an angry roar, which seemed to contain the disgust and indignation of the reappearance of the old opponent in the past.

Karen lowered his head and looked at the [Blade of Sigh] in his hand in surprise.

"This knife can actually suppress hunger addiction."

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The activity is over, and the plane goes home tomorrow morning. The coding time has been squeezed out these days. This chapter was temporarily written in the hotel next to the airport. It is not in good condition and it is difficult to write standard content. Sorry.

The plots to be written next are "Bourne's Death" and "Kevin's Unblocking". I have been pondering and preparing for these two plots for a long time, and I will start writing them when I get home tomorrow, hoping to give you a good presentation.

Hold on everyone!

(end of this chapter)