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There are always a few people who are really cold-blooded in this world. Some people are selfish, but that is just an instinct to survive.

The people present only felt the throat tighten, and the eyes seemed to have something more dry, and some people squinted desperately.

The black robe’s youngster silently followed everyone.

But for a moment, he felt that he seemed to see something. When he turned around, he saw nothing on the street. He blinked and thought that he had been thinking too much about it so much that he had an illusion, but he always had a mess in his mind. He didn’t know where he should go after leaving the secret meeting, or thinking about it. The last sentence of the Priest.

Do you know the origins of Black Flame Cultists?

What is the origin of Black Flame Cultists, of course, he knows that Bishops regard this as a glorious history of the secret society and repeatedly publicize it. But among the lower believers, there are not many who believe this. Many people participate in secret organizations with a variety of purposes, most of which are just to seek a shelter, and he is one of them.

Listening a lot, perhaps acquiescing to one’s own identity, but subconsciously, still do not believe that Black Flame Cultists once had such a glorious origin.

“Are we really fighting to clean up this world?” Asking himself, youngster felt that there was no answer to this question, but he could feel it. Miss Priest saw his eyes without any discrimination.

Not as full of disgust as those nobles.

He thought about these things, and turned around again, but suddenly found that everyone in the room silently retreat a step.

So that he suddenly stood in the middle of the crowd.

“What is going on?” The youngster was shocked.

Then he heard a voice that he was not willing to recall when he dreamed, as if from the deepest voice of the nightmare.

“may I ask, everyone, you are a Priest, is this a lady?”

This kind of polite questioning is like a noble’s unique tone, but the other’s tone is not scornful and condescending, but makes people feel gentle and easy to approach.

The crowd looked at the youngster that suddenly appeared in front of him.

He is a Count.

Big man thought.

This person is not Kirrlutzian.

He may be Lord Thane of Priest, but the girl in the eyes of the thick eyebrow has such a single thought.

……

“may I ask, everyone, you are a Priest, is this a lady?”

Youngster expression Serious, flat extend the hand palm, palm down, everyone sees a mass of dust gathered between his palm and the ground, sparkling debris rotating to form a picture, exactly what Scippamira looks like.

“Ah, Priest elder sister.” The little boy was surprised.

Youngster raises head, look at everyone: “My name is Brando, a friend of Scippamira. Please tell me where is she?”

“You are her Lord Thane?”

Youngster – Brando nodded.

“You will save her, right?” the rough eyebrow girl asked cautiously.

In front of her eyes, the young man is worn out and worn out, but his body has a temperament that he can’t describe. It seems that the court Knights outside the Saphos door are calm and talkative. Besides, his skin is white and delicate, and at first glance it is not like a commoner.

“What’s up with her?”

“Ms. Scippamira was stopped by the monster to protect us.” The big man looked at Brando with some vigilance, with a muffled voice.

“What kind of monster?” Brando asked again. “Where?”

“First, sir,” a voice came from behind everyone. Everyone was surprised to look back and found the youngster wearing the black robe. The latter was full of sweat, as if it had been fished out of the water. He raised his hand and said to Brando: “I will take you there.”

Brando looked towards the other side, his eyes swept away from the black robe’s prints and styles, “Black Flame Cultists?” he thought. However, he knows that Black Flame Cultists has many underlying congregations, most of whom are blind people who are bewildered, so they don’t care, just replied: “No. You tell me what kind of monster is that?”

Everyone is sinking, thinking that this is the time, this youngster still has the mood to ask this question?

The girl of the thick eyebrow is even more frowning, and her eyes are unstoppable to reveal the expression of disdain. It is about treating Brando as the common noble youngster – superficially handsome, actually greedy and fearful of death. If you tell him how terrifying the monster is, he will definitely find an excuse to shirk it.

If the old grandmother is not holding her hand gently, the girl will not be able to openly sarcastically.

Brando didn’t think that many, as a qualified warrior, first understand the enemy is the basic skill, otherwise it is not to save people, but to put themselves in.

He knows that there are not many monsters that can threaten Scippamira in this city, and that the locust or the evil god Frederick or something else can also pose a threat to him. He must act with caution.