Chapter 7 No Pay for Being a Devil
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At this moment, the red-haired Bella wanted to stab Roger in every organ to make him unable to become a man.
"do not move!"
The two soldiers picked up their crossbows and aimed at Roger and Bella respectively. It was not easy to be struck to the core at such a close distance.
After all, the madman is not a fool. Bella did not move.
Roger didn't move and just said: "This witch has a knife in her hand!"
The red-haired Bella glared at Roger fiercely.
"lay down!"
A soldier's finger fell on the crossbow, and the red-haired Bella immediately put down the scalpel.
"I still want to report it!" Roger added, "The witch also has several accomplices."
As soon as these words came out, the other four soldiers almost simultaneously drew their swords from their waists and looked in all directions warily.
The prison van stopped immediately, and the person who led the way came back to check the situation. The leader was the person who led the team last night, and seemed to be the captain of these soldiers.
Roger had limited understanding of the military system of this era, so he quickly said: "Captain, I have a situation that I need to respond to!"
Why do I feel like a traitor to the enemy at this moment?
That’s not right! Female top students and I are not from the same country! This is clearly a sign of taking the initiative to report enemy agents.
There’s nothing wrong with that, absolutely!
The captain came to Roger with a long sword on his shoulder and asked: "You said there are still witches?"
"Yes!" Roger gestured to the crossbow with his eyes, "Can you take this thing first? I'm panicking."
There is a big hole when this thing is inserted into the body.
"These are the devil's servants!" the soldier carrying the crossbow pointed at Roger's dried chicken feet and warned, "They are good at lying."
Roger stared at the soldier, knowing that he couldn't explain it with his appearance, so he simply said: "Devils are also divided into good and bad, do you understand? If you don't understand, don't interrupt!"
The captain winked at the soldier, who immediately lowered his crossbow, but Roger reminded: "You must be loyal to your duty! Hurry up, lift the crossbow and aim at the witch! The witch is very powerful and can shoot knives.
Specialized in fucking men.”
The soldier subconsciously raised his crossbow and aimed at the red-haired Bella.
Being targeted by two crossbows, Bella didn't dare to move at all. Her eyes were like machines, analyzing Roger's body. Should she insert a knife into Roger's spleen first? Or destroy the kidney? Or just open his head and study him.
Is his brain whizzing?
"Say it." The captain said at this time.
Roger said seriously: "I ask to leave the prison car and take a carriage."
The captain held the hilt of the sword: "You ask for too much."
"The remaining people are very powerful! They have unpredictable abilities!" Roger said very forcefully: "You need to provide me with round-the-clock protection!"
His tone immediately slowed down: "There are at least five of them!"
The captain was a little moved: "Five?"
Roger nodded seriously and pointed to Bella with his eyes: "We are the two weakest. Among the remaining five, the weakest one is only five times more powerful than me."
The captain frowned, remembering the head that turned into meat last night. It seemed that the enemy was very powerful.
Roger looked at the captain and his men. These people's status was too low and they still had to go to the top. He immediately said: "I suggest that you protect me in all aspects and take me to see your boss or other people with the authority to give orders."
people, otherwise the whole of Florence will become a devil's paradise."
The captain was doubtful, and doubts still accounted for the majority, but they were originally taking these two people to meet their superiors, so there seemed to be nothing wrong with hurrying up and hurrying.
Roger said half-truthfully: "I turned out to be a normal person. I was forcibly dragged into this team and turned into this human and ghost-like appearance." He specifically raised his ghost claw and shook it: "Who?
Are you willing to be so ugly? You can't even find a wife. If you have a choice, do you want to be a good person and become a disgusting servant of the devil? There is no money to be paid when you are a devil."
The captain somewhat recognized this, but it was something he had never quite understood. Many of the devil's servants were normal people, and instead of being good people, they had to become monsters.
It's okay to be a monster, handing out money, cars, and women, but the problem is that you don't get even a dime of salary, and you have to do the dirtiest and most tiring work.
Isn't there something wrong with this?
Forget it, take him to the cathedral and report to the archbishop. The wise archbishop will naturally be able to tell the truth from the false.
Gongnu controlled the field, opened the prison carriage, put Roger down, and called another carriage from behind.
Roger got out of the car and stood quietly by the prison car, not making any moves that might cause misunderstanding. He finally rebelled and surrendered to the enemy. It was not worthwhile to be stabbed at this time.
The multiple holes on a grown man’s body are too outrageous, and he doesn’t come from Thailand.
Turning around to look, Roger found that the red-haired Bella had been staring at him, as if she wanted to insert more than a dozen holes in his body.
We are not from the same country. We just met last night and we haven't slept together. No one is sorry for the other.
It was you who used the scalpel to scare people first.
Roger was very cooperative with these big-headed soldiers. He could not explain why a scholar encountered soldiers. Judging from the fact that the captain invited him into a carriage alone, he would definitely see the big boss later.
Although the captain locked him in the carriage with chains, this carriage was much more comfortable than the prison carriage.
As for the so-called accomplices and witches, that’s right. What is Anna Long-Leggs’s weird ability not a witch?
I just don’t know what it’s like over there at the Florence Cathedral. It seems a little difficult to deal with the long-legged Anna just relying on these big-headed soldiers from the cold weapon era.
I wish the magicians could summon angels.
The best angels are women, and all of them have long legs.
Amidst the flying feathers, a piece of snow-white long legs swayed, making me excited just thinking about it.
Roger slapped his forehead. He was really poisoned. Apart from his long legs, there was nothing else.
The captain gave a few warnings, called in a group of soldiers to guard the carriage, and staggered on the road.
Sitting in the car, Roger was seriously thinking about what to do next.
Growing up in an orphanage, I had no one to look to and I was used to thinking and doing things alone.
Originally, it was the planned path to return home and become a sea turtle after completing my studies, and gain a lot of long legs.
Now……
Roger shook his head, it would be more serious to have a devil's meal to recharge his batteries!
Maybe long-legged Anna can be used as a breakthrough.
To catch her, you must play the trick in seventy or eighty ways... No, no, it's torture to extract a confession and make her hand over the devil!
It's always right to think more carefully now.
A prison car, a carriage, a group of soldiers, and some strong spontaneous travelers, staggered for a long time, and gradually approached Florence.
Roger craned his neck to take a look. In the part of the city he could see, the buildings were all in typical Gothic style, without any hint of modernity.
After passing through the vaulted city gate, the prison car and the carriage entered the city one after another, and drove along the long stone road towards a tall red-roofed building in the center of the city.
Roger had seen this building in a magazine and knew it was the Florence Cathedral.
The city is neat and orderly, with many shops and pedestrians on both sides of the stone road. Soon someone noticed the prison car, and no one greeted it. Many people spontaneously focused on both sides of the road.
"murderer!"
"demon!"
Suddenly someone shouted and someone threw stones.
Most people still throw vegetables, fruits and eggs.
Some vegetables fell on the fence of the prison car, and some eggs were smashed over.
"Dirty witch!"
"Despicable bitch!"
As the prison van moved forward, indignant voices continued to sound.
Roger made a special observation. After a while, the red-haired Bella had a lot of vegetable leaves on her clothes, and a few eggs were smashed on her body. A long string of sticky stuff dripped down, which looked a bit disgusting.
.
If you want to stab someone with a knife, you have to bear the consequences.
Is there anything wrong with Roger's lack of sympathy for the red-haired Bella and his sympathy for a person who wants to stab himself with a scalpel?
Nowadays, some women are prone to touching their noses and faces, aren’t they used to it?
Besides, this treatment is much better than the wooden donkey he mentioned.
The group of people arrived at the church and went directly to the back of the church. Roger got out of the car under the tight guard of a group of soldiers, and happened to see the red-haired Bella being dragged to a gloomy stone fortress area.
He is probably going to jail to be tortured. Did the Florentine people who are full of artistic talents invent the wooden donkey?
The captain went to report, and Roger was escorted by a group of soldiers into a quaint reception room. Not long after, a middle-aged man in a gray robe walked in, accompanied by the captain.
The middle-aged man seems to be aging prematurely, with gray and white hair. Although he is dressed in simple clothes, he looks very stylish.
Chapter completed!