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Chapter 615 Jagged Cross Society (seeking monthly ticket)

When it was close to noon, Xifa saw the 'Exploration', a sailboat with magical powers that floated quietly on the sea surface, with sailors on the deck, and because of the arrival of Xifa, the ship was obviously vigilant, until Calvin hit out. The agreed flag, the 'Exploration', lifted its alert.

When he came to the side of the boat, Sifa suddenly heard Kardashian's voice: "There is something weird on the boat."

Xifa was stunned and whispered to the others, "Get ready for battle."

He tightened the Devil May Cry on his hand, and then came to the deck through the gangway. On the deck, Sifah saw the captain of the boat, Nelson. Voice: "Good noon, Mr. Reilly."

A figure came out of the captain's room. The other was wearing a red top hat and a double-breasted long coat of the same color. Inside was a black jacket and trousers. He was tall and thin, wearing a pair of glasses, with dark hair, high nose and blue eyes, and a beard passing by. Well groomed.

He took off the red top hat and pressed it on his chest: "I'm Dean Wengris, and I'm from the Jagged Cross."

The other party deliberately showed a badge on the chest of his long coat, which was a blood-stained crown with a cross in the middle of the pattern.

Iron Cross!

Sifa's breath sank slightly, and now he knew why Kardashian felt weird on board.

I don't know, what is the position of this Mr. Dean Wengris in the Jagged Cross.

"According to the report of our companions in Bayam, you seem to have the will to join our Jagged Cross, so here I am."

"I've been waiting for you for two days."

The man who put on the red hat again said with a smile.

"Two days?"

"On my boat?"

Xifa narrowed his eyes and said softly, "Mr. Nelson, are our people okay?"

The bosun glanced at the man in the red hat and red long coat with a dreadful look: "We are fine, Captain. Mr. Dean basically didn't embarrass us except that we were not allowed to disembark."

Only then did Xifa breathe a sigh of relief. There are doctors on board and Harry the Craftsman. They are all important crew members for the 'Exploration'. If something happens to them, Xifa's loss will be great.

Dean Wengelis kept smiling: "The outside world has some misunderstandings about us. In fact, we have always been very low-key, but some concepts are not understood by the world."

"How is it, Mr. Reilly, can we have a good talk?"

Xifa said indifferently: "Of course, please."

He gestured, and walked calmly to the captain's room.

Dean Wenglisto lowered the glasses on the bridge of his nose and followed Cifer into the captain's room.

After entering the door, he closed the door, cutting off the sight of the people outside.

"Then, Mr. Reilly, are you interested in our philosophy? Are you willing to believe in our Lord?" Dean asked, spreading his hands.

Sifa thought for two seconds, turned around, did not let go of Devil May Cry and said, "I have heard that the idea of ​​your Cross Society is to make the transcendent no longer secret and show it to everyone."

"That's right!"

An imperceptible 'fire' rose in Dean's eyes: "The church advocates transcendental secrecy, allowing the world to live like ignorant lambs in the sheepfold that the church has established for them."

"This kind of practice makes people lose sight of the essence of the world. This is extremely wrong! We have to correct this mistake, we have to change the world!"

Gee, are you still low-key? It seems that our understanding of 'low-key' is not on the same level. The corner of Xifa's mouth rose slightly: "To be honest, I am not very interested in your beliefs and the Lord you believe in."

"I want to join the Jagged Cross Society in order to get the promoted potion, whether it's a recipe or a prepared potion."

"For this, I can provide you with some services. Rather than belief, I feel that trading and cooperation are more in line with my positioning."

After that, he was ready for the opponent to attack.

The man in the red hat and red gown was silent for a while, then took off his glasses, took out a white handkerchief and wiped it: "Very well, Mr. Reilly, although you are not interested in our ideas, you are at least honest."

"From what I know about you, you are indeed the kind of person who has no faith. Otherwise, you should have joined the Church of the Storm earlier. After all, you have cooperated with the Church of the Storm once or twice, haven't you?"

Sifa said somewhat unexpectedly: "Oh, have you investigated?"

Dean put on the cleaned glasses again: "In the outside world, we may be lunatics and fanatics, but there should be no fools or idiots?"

"Besides, you've been at sea recently, and you're quite famous."

"To tell you the truth, in fact, we don't mind trading and cooperating with objects of 'value', not at all."

"But it's just repelling the deep-sea lieutenant general. I personally think that it's still lacking, and it's not enough to make me 'heart', do you understand?"

Xifa smiled and said: "Then, if you are willing to be patient, maybe soon, you will hear that I have repelled Admiral Hell, and I hope that will make you a little 'heart'."

Di Si raised his eyebrows, and his blue eyes flashed behind the lens: "Oh, yes? Then I can look forward to it. Well, after disturbing you for two days, it's time for me to go."

"Actually, I prefer that you can accept our ideas and serve the great Lord with us. In this way, we definitely welcome a 'brother' like you to join us."

"But it doesn't matter, no matter what other people are, I am a person who is willing to be flexible and willing to be flexible. If you can make me 'heart', I don't mind accepting you in another way~lightnovelpub.net~ But this needs time."

"Like you said, patience is needed, both you and me."

He opened the door of the captain's room, pulled the brim of his hat, smiled slightly, and walked out of the room.

Xifa followed him to the deck, and saw a blazing white flame suddenly rise from the surface of the gentleman's body. It turned into a huge flame spear and shot up into the sky, pulled out a brilliant red light trail, cut through the sky and dropped it into the distance for a moment. After that there was only a little fire left.

After a few seconds, it disappeared, only the traces of the clouds in the sky were drawn, marking the trace of the gentleman's departure.

"Iron-blooded knight is a demigod." Xifa let out a sigh of relief, and finally let go of his dangling heart.

I have already made initial contact with the ‘Iron Cross Society’, and although this Mr. Dean Wengris has shown enthusiasm, he is generally restrained, able to communicate, and may have the opportunity to contact him.

"Be patient," Sifa said to himself, and then ordered loudly: "Sail, set sail!"

(End of this chapter)