? In early December, Demingham gradually recovered from the turmoil that followed the crash of the new airship.

With the demise of the Holy Maidens, most of the people who were supported by their hands inevitably went to a certain ending that had already been set.

But that doesn't mean all, there are always a few people who are special.

Such as Connery? Owen, the current Demingham police chief.

He is the current Demingham hero, who turned the tide in the disaster caused by the new airship, and took charge of the overall situation for the next period of time, stabilizing the situation in Demingham.

The people worshiped him and took him as an example, and even some idle literati in the society began to write some praises or personal biographies for him. It is said that some newspapers have even visited the door, hoping to get that person who has never seen a shadow. Connery Owen's biography is published.

Such a person, he naturally cannot disappear inexplicably, he has to continue to stand on the stage.

So Connery Owen received an invitation to a family dinner from Semir today.

Compared to the hustle and bustle when he came, when Connery actually walked into the Garcia family mansion, his tall and straight spine bent down involuntarily, and his hands rubbed unconsciously. This kind of habit was wrong. It should be a mistake that he will never make after strict training.

With the disappearance of the Holy Maidens, he noticed that his so-called "colleagues" resigned one by one, fell ill... He naturally knew the real reason very well.

Under the cover of the nest, there is no complete egg.

It's just that he can be chosen to be the replacement for this Connelly Irving, and naturally he has some brains.

He understood that escaping at this time was the place to die without burial, and his amulet was the identity of Connery Sean, the police chief.

So when he received the invitation letter for the family banquet, he came without hesitation.

The shiny leather boots stepped on the brown-red stone bricks with different textures, and there was a crisp clatter in the empty corridor.

Many people thought this rhythmic sound was nice, but in Connery's mind, it was about the same sound as the death knell of death.

When he walked to the study, there were no guards at the door, and the delicate wooden door was hidden.

There was cold sweat on his face.

Maybe it was because of his guilty conscience, or other emotions, he pushed open the door directly, and his eyes swept across the entire study subconsciously.

The first thing I saw was Semir Garcia sitting behind the desk with a document in his hand.

A tall, imposing young woman was sitting on the window sill of the study with one leg over the window frame, which was naturally extremely rude in front of the mayor, but she still did it.

There was a man with his back turned to him, and there seemed to be a map in front of him, on which he was sketching with a pencil and a ruler.

There is also a man standing in front of the bookshelf, wearing a mechanical mask on his face, and holding a model of a ship in his hand to look carefully.

He had never seen the three other than the mayor, but the study where these people existed gave him a lot of pressure.

A layer of enlightenment suddenly rose in his heart.

These talents are the real top figures in Demingham today, and his fate is in their hands.

None of them spoke.

In fact, only Mr. Mayor is really looking at Connery Owen.

"...you summoned me, what's the matter?"

After a very short silence, perhaps less than 3 seconds, Connery took a step forward, knelt on one knee, put his right elbow on his knee, lowered his head, and asked softly.

This kneeling, this question, the meaning cannot be understood any more.

From now on, he is no longer the chief of the police station, just a servant of the big man in front of him.

"Hey~ you are the head of the Owen family, how can you kneel."

Semir held a ring engraved with the Garcia family crest in his hand, which he had just picked up from another "Semire Garcia".

After all, there is absolutely no meaning to help in the past.

If this was the real Connery Owen, he would naturally not kneel, and since he knelt down, there was no reason to help him.

"In front of you, what qualifications do I have to stand..."

Knowing that the other party was making fun of him, how could he dare to reply.

"Don't worry, you won't die. Demingham still needs you now... I'll give you a task. Done it, I won't kill you."

Semir really had no interest in talking to such a person.

"You say."

"This is Miss Nancy Edward. She will be the next Chief of Police, you understand?"

"I see!"

Nancy Edward, when he heard the name, he understood.

"It seems that there is some reason for them to choose you to sit in this position, and then you will listen to her, of course, outside, you are still the chief of the police... Go ahead, Mr. Owen, wait a minute. Want me to host a family dinner for you?"

"Thank you for your forgiveness, I won't let you down."

This fate was saved, Connelly Owen timidly withdrew, bowing and closing the door before leaving.

Do the subordinate attitude.

"I didn't say I wanted to be the chief of police!"

When the people left, Nancy spoke up.

"It's only temporary, Nancy, I know that with your ability, you will definitely not be satisfied with staying in Demingham to be a police chief, but now whether it is the Discord Bureau or the police station, the strength is greatly reduced. You said that Demingham is the weakest time now, and you need a high-end combat force like you to guard Demingham."

Demingham is different from other cities. Due to the existence of the overseas archipelago, the number of heretics far exceeds that of other areas. If there is no strong heretics to guard, the order originally established under the suppression of the two dominant powerhouses may be destroyed. Demingham, who has experienced this turmoil, cannot withstand another destruction in a short period of time.

"Two years."

Nancy will only stay in Demingham for two years. She slept for too long and finally woke up. Naturally, she wanted to go out and take a good look at the world.

"Enough, we have found the firework experiment data that Dalton Warren hid, and it can be used to repair the defects in your body caused by the firework experiment in the past two years. After that, we won't let you go anywhere. will stop."

Two years is enough for them to recruit and train a new team of heretics.

What's more, they have no power and are unwilling to ask Nancy to do anything.

"Counting the time, Lord Darren should be arriving at Demingham Heavy Prison now, right?"

Walsh, who was sitting across from Semir, glanced at his pocket watch and turned the conversation to the most important thing at the moment.

"Donald Grant was actually the one who helped Anthony Hopkins in the first place. Oh, if he hadn't put forward this condition, maybe we would never have known that he was the one who changed the direction of public opinion overnight."

The government asked Donald to make conditions, and he naturally wouldn't let this opportunity go, and releasing Anthony was just one of the items on the list.

At that time, for the matter of Anthony Hopkins, the government took a lot of effort to suppress the matter, so Semir was also worried about this matter.

"Donald's ability seems to be too strong... If he finds out the truth of the matter, you are not afraid that he will come back and take revenge?"

Nancy reached for the lock on the window, turned her head suddenly and asked narrowly.

"The truth? What we told him is the truth, Nancy, you have to remember that our purpose is only to clear the threat posed by the Son of God, and this behavior is only a last resort."

For Nancy's question, Fern put down the model of the ship in his hand and turned around and said solemnly.

"Donald, I have dealt with him a few times. It was an ally before. Don't look at him now. He seems to be very talkative. He compromised without using the means you prepared. And on the premise that you can complete the task yourself, I still have to remind you, don't underestimate him, this guy started ruthlessly, but he even had the heart to kill me at the beginning."

Recalling the first time she met Donald after she regained control of her body, and the strange aura she felt on the boat afterwards, Nancy frowned subconsciously.

Nancy never underestimated Donald.

This man hides some secrets that even she can't see through.

"Don't argue about this, both of you have some truth in what you said. We do have some selfishness, but the problem of the Holy Son has to be solved by the people of the Temple of Justice. As for what they will do with that body after solving this problem, it is naturally not. We can control it, so what happened at that time has nothing to do with us. What we gave is only a choice. How the Pope in the Temple of Justice chooses is his business. Find us."

Picking up the documents on the table again, it contains all of Donald's information, including his registration form when he was a teaching assistant at Royal DeLorean and the information he filled out when he entered the Alien Bureau.

"What's up with Horn?"

Donald is in charge of Julia, who seals the soul of the Son, and Tiffany, who houses the body of the Son, naturally needs someone to escort.

"It's going well, that's the team we've prepared for a long time, ready to go at any time."

Borsh released the nib from the map, his tone a little dull.

"Did you tell him the precautions?"

"Of course, after the Son's body is handed over to the Temple of Justice, he must leave before the ceremony... That's all, I told him to keep it secret."

Horn was one of the plan participants and was naturally entitled to know more.

What's more, there is also Semir's daughter in this team.

After all, there is no absolute justice in this world.

At least the "notes" above were not included in what they told Donald.

"That's good. When the two teams set off one after another, our mission will be completed, and the next step will depend on the arrangement of fate."

He got up and took the materials close to a small charcoal stove in the study, lifted the lid and stuffed the materials in diagonally.

Seeing that the pages inside were ignited by sparks, the flames soared along the corners, reflecting Semir's face.

On the other hand, Mark Darren had left Demingham Heavy Prison and returned to the ship he came on without any special signs.

The engine had started, but the ship was not heading for Demingham, but somewhere on the Oswi Sea.

Anthony, who had changed into new clothes, looked at Mark Darren. He had not yet figured out what was going on, so that the deputy mayor could personally pick him up and get him out of prison.

"Congratulations, Mr. Hopkins, at Mr. Grant's request, you are free. This is something for Mr. Grant. Please turn it over to him later."

Mark? Darren handed the suitcase to Anthony, and directly explained why.

"What did Donald promise you?"

Naturally, Anthony would not have thought that the government would release a prisoner like him for no reason.

"Conditions? No, it's just a reasonable, take what you want deal. You're just a part of it. You'll see Mr. Grant later, you can ask him slowly."

Mark Darren didn't say more when he said this, but just stood on the deck with Anthony.

After driving for about half an hour, another boat appeared ahead.

Donald, Lilo, Stephanie, and Julia are on top, plus a Finger.

Donald and Stephanie were still waving at him.

The two ships met, and Anthony logically boarded the ship where Donald was.

"Mr. Grant, everything you want is in that suitcase, and there is also a map we have prepared for you, which identifies the location of your destination and the best route for reference."

Donald had listed a lot of items in the list for the government before, and the two sides had to haggle for a while before they finally settled on it.

"sorry to bother you."

Donald took the suitcase and shook hands with the old man.

"The real hard work is you. How far have I gone? I wish you a happy journey."

Mark Darren backed away, disappearing on deck as the ship departed.

"Donald, you promised the government something. The deputy mayor is so polite to you."

Anthony put his hands on the side of the boat, breathing the air at sea, and didn't mind the wind blowing his already long hair.

"Just promise them to send a soul to the Temple of Justice."

"Send a soul to the Temple of Justice...just?"

Even if Anthony grew up in a non-belief area, he still knew the meaning of the name Temple of Justice. Hearing what Zhu Jue said was such an understatement, he smacked his lips and continued,

"I feel that being locked up in a heavy prison is not bad now~lightnovelpub.net~ Then why don't I apply to the deputy mayor and put you back? If you want, you can be locked up for a few more years. ."

Donald raised his eyebrows and smiled.

"Haha, that's fine, I don't want to eat potatoes and fish cakes all day, this trip seems to be a must... There is always enough money, I often hear people say that this inland area can be There are many magical places, which are even stranger than the overseas islands. Along the way, maybe you can go to see it... After staying in one place for a long time, you have to see the outside world. "

Anthony wrapped his arms around Donald's shoulders and ran his free hand through his hair, both of them looking into the distance.

"Look at the outside world... It's interesting, then let's take a good look! Hahaha~"

Donald burst out laughing.

(The end of this volume, the next volume: Divine Fall)