Chapter 42 The Holy Grail (23)
The man with a gray-white head sniffed - there was sun today, but the girl was wearing nothing, so cold that she couldn't even say anything... He tried hard to suppress the remaining pity. This unnecessary feeling had brought him too much trouble - just a few photos, and the girl might be looking forward to someone showing off her. It is common to have a demonstration in the Western Continental Federation - the cover girl and the second-tier commercial fashion model stars... There are also many beauties associated with a certain royal family member who always find various reasons to show their beauty to people. Although they can cover their bodies and cover them today, they will be covered with blood and shouting loudly and will be able to wear the fur coat of the little cheetah with a smooth and soft ivory necklace in the light.
Besides, he also needs money. He was originally a freelance writer who never made it to eat. Occasionally, he met a big star in the square in a sloppy dress and took a few photos and sold them to "Star" magazine. He earned more than 2,000 yuan. This unexpected income created a little devil. The wife of the light newspaper recruited him to get a car and several photography equipment. He received a basic salary of 300 yuan a month. According to the particularity of the film, he scored from a few hundred dollars for ordinary photos of second-rate celebrities to tens of thousands or even hundreds of thousands of dollars.
This was originally a good profession, but because of a large number of unruly guys who were not trained and were easy to take shortcuts, they could always get some surprising photos. The fierce competition formed by their inspiration made him who was not decisive and suddenly turned from a celebrity beside his boss to a "white poop" - this is how Beverly is.
But now he is lucky again - who would have thought that this remote town of Sardinia would have such explosive news? Everything is God's will and luck, no matter how many insiders and spies you have, it's useless - He raised the camera frame in his hand and saw that the little girl of Sardinia was very beautiful... Confident, quiet, not shy, but never show off. The sunlight evenly spilled on her toned and strong body. The black slightly curled head fell on her chest. Her eyes shined like pure water droplets diluted the ulterior motives in people's hearts... His stomach suddenly rolled up and confirmed that he was hopeless in writing - Fortunately, fool-like random thoughts did not waste much time... She was looking at her neatly dressed female companion beside her... He pressed the shutter continuous shooting mode. ()
Oh, so good... not bad. She suddenly fell down. Her companion couldn't completely hold her. All he took was the air street and a little.
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Lily kicked a protruding stone slab with no notes. Her body suddenly lost balance. She fell to the ground and she was so painful that tears were about to flow out. Annie held the clothes with one hand and the other hand couldn't hold her. After all, there was nothing to catch on Lily. Soon, this matter was resolved. A young girl approached them lightly and helped her help Lily up. Lily was nervous at first, and her whole body was tense. She was very relieved after she was homosexual. She stood up.
But the little girl didn't let go of the touch of the intersection of her arms, Lily felt a little strange. When she turned her face and was about to thank the helper, she was surprised to see that the other person's outfit was the hottest summer noon - a thin rose-red linen dress... without the sleeves, his brother hung his neck with a pearl chain and the wavy lace that just above the knee. The folds and insect-proof vanilla smell on the skirt were very obvious. It seemed that he had just turned out from the box.
She was a little embarrassed to see Lily and sniffed gently: "Let's go," she said with a shy smile: "If you turn around, there's not much road left."
"…uh, you?" Lily asked in a low voice, gratefully: "Thank you…and the people here."
"It's nothing..." The little girl waved her hand embarrassedly. "Everyone knows you have helped a lot of people."
Annie raised her eyebrows. She briefly: she stared at the girl who suddenly appeared. She suddenly realized that this was the waitress who sneaked out? By the way, many of the waiters in this sanatorium were locals - but this girl ran so fast. You know. Although they walked very slowly, it was only less than half an hour. In the seventh century, she informed the entire town that it could be used overnight... She didn't pay attention and told her heart that she asked.
The little girl laughed softly: "There is no phone call in the Qiji period." She touched her arm: "Can you leave? It's so cold."
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If he pressed the shutter now, he still had a chance to make a fortune - but he felt that he was not sure of the target. Maybe it was too cold. Sweat on his back ~ through his shirt and sweater - sweat in his palms made the camera slide down.
More and more girls walked out of their homes, wearing thin summer skirts, mostly barefoot - they quietly surrounded Lily in the middle - he lost his last chance. But for some reason, when he was ready to comfort himself with depression and disappointment, he felt relaxed and relieved.
One hand patted him from behind, making him jump a foot high like a squirrel in an iron cage.
He was a housewife with a kind face as a Virgin but at least three times the size of the former
He was twitching his cheeks - holding a handle in his hand...had a rolling thing? The reason why he was not sure was that he had never seen such a thick rolling pin thicker than his arms and not look like a food-making tool, but like some kind of weapon - especially when it was rapidly shortening the distance from his forehead - well, it was a weapon.
...He can never remember what happened next.
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Ino and Rosalia waited silently in the dark corridor outside the living room until the voices of the four witnesses rang again - they proved that Li had indeed completed the part of her contract.
Rosalia was shaking and she heard Ino command the maids to take themselves back to the room with an unprecedented indifference - to switch to the room at the end of the corridor with no windows and only one door for access without his orders. The two maids were not allowed to see her or her see anyone in the room, except for the necessary bedding covers, changing clothes, prayer table toiletries.
His order made Rosalia open her eyes wide in disbelief. She was frightened and angry and wanted to rush over to question Ino - wasn't he decided to summon the Holy Trace again? She just took this opportunity to tease the shameless thief... Who could have expected that she would actually complete this ridiculous bet with such shamelessness - she might have been a little too much. This was just a game. No one was lost or hurt; she would summon the Holy Trace - wasn't they what they wanted? Two nannies cleverly grabbed her - wisely covered her mouth and forced the troubled Highness away.
The girl's resentful eyes made Ino feel tired - the exhausted servant in the deepest heart pushed open the door to the living room under his instructions - he forced himself out of the corridor and walked towards Lily Lily and Lily, who had already dressed and walked up to her, curled up in the sand, drinking hot milk, wearing thin girls, wearing various coats - the gentlemen have donated friendly and some are still sneezing.
Lily saw the inspector general of the Knights Templar who beat like a Halloween monster at first sight and left a deep impression on her - Rosalia's guardian.
"Big man." Lily whispered in her ear holding the milk cup.
Isn't it? Lily swept across the ground with a warning in his wide black robe and walked to her. She lowered her head and raised her palms. If it were the silly little Sardinian years ago, she might have asked him to finish the ceremony, but now Lily took a step outward at the same time and did not accept the ceremony.
"Please allow me to apologize on behalf of Rosalia..."
"I misunderstood you," Lily said, "Your Highness and have done anything that needs to apologize to me.
We have made a vow. This is a contract that is as a contract as a promise between the sage and his believers…I have handed myself out of my body, my soul, my honor, my conscience, my faith—I have proved my piety and fearlessness. Now I look forward to the blessings of the sage and the Virgin as they promised me through the spokesperson on the ground.”
Her tone was very modest and gentle.
Ino straightened his body and under the cover of the mask, he showed a desperate smile: "...Give everything God needs to, everything God gives." He murmured.
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The church in Valincia has a bell tower as old as the city. It hits like a sharp nail in the center of this plague land. Alex stood under the bell, his hands folded down to overlook the entire city. The gray mist covered the high and low roofs. Under the roof, the unfortunate people are fighting for 24 to hours of uninterrupted battles with viruses that may take their lives at any time.
He has been waiting patiently and calmly for what he needs to appear - the greedy and paranoid soul of human beings is like the most fertile black soil. He can only sow seeds with twisted and madness and grow into thick vines that reach the sky - now is the time for the lich to harvest.
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Cardinal Tantalus, who was in the Holy Principal, received a detailed report about the matter about it about it about it about it about it about it about it about it about it about it about it about it about it about it. He smiled and mocked. Then he walked into the study connected to the bedroom in the dressing gown. He opened the lamp in front of the desk and took out a piece of parchment and special ore graphite from the drawer of the desk. He wrote a brief command. The beautiful Latin words were dried on the paper and disappeared immediately. Only when they were coated with the corresponding potion, they could be re-seemed, but only for a very short period of validity, because the potion would quickly corrode the paper.
After writing, he covered his ring seal.
Mobilize the "fool" - one of the secret forces of the Holy See.
As the president of the Holy See's court, he has the power to use the "fool" - the court is responsible for determining whether the religious ideas and behavior are guilty or innocent in front of the sages. Regardless of whether he violates secular or church laws, it can be said that it is a moral punishment court - of course this is just a kind of pretentious demeanor and helplessness. In fact, the past and present lives of the court have only one real name...
Heresy Court. (To be continued)
Chapter completed!