After working hard for a while, Archbishop Marcel finally remembered a coolie like him and personally summoned the prince who had worked hard all night.

"Ri'an, dear Bishop!"

Archbishop Marcel in front of him had no previous spirit at all. Although he was still wearing a beautiful robe, he had no image. His eyes were bruised and a red ribbon wrapped around his arms, which was particularly funny.

"Ri'an, dear Prince Charlie!" Archbishop Marcel showed a kind smile on his face, and his brown eyes were neither sad nor happy, as if nothing had happened.

"Yesterday, I had already seen your performance. It was great to be able to find out the news and escape unscathed! Humph, those heretics deserved it!"

When talking about heresy, even if he was injured, he smiled on his face when he heard this good news.

After looking at Prince Charlie who was relieved by his words, Archbishop Marcel glanced at his injured arm and couldn't help but smile a bitter smile on his lips:

"You also know what happened last night. The group of knights under the Knights of Costa have lost most of the losses, so we need to return to Rome as soon as possible."

"Although I still have some things to deal with in Paris, please rest assured that for my Lord, as a devout believer, I will do my best to escort you back to Rome!"

With such a clear hint, Charlie lowered his head and responded in a deep voice without hesitation. A hint of joy flashed in his eyes. It was much safer to be able to return to Rome with the large team than to go to Rome by these people. There is more people to take care of, which is not something to say.

“For the devout believers, the Holy See and the Church never forget their contributions.”

Hearing this deep and magnetic voice, Charlie was immediately delighted. He knew that the flesh-and-hearted show was coming, and he wandered around Lyon for no reason, without any credit, and he had to escort them back to Rome, which made a lot of credit.

Charlie thought happily that for him, the church can fill his stomach by simply dropping something, opening his eyes slightly, eagerly looking forward to the Archbishop, waiting for his own reward.

"This..." The Archbishop glanced at Prince Charlie who forcibly suppressed the joy in his heart. Thinking of his diligent service and hard work, there were fewer and fewer devout believers among the nobles. After pondering for a while, he said in a deep voice:

"I understand too. You nobles always keep some blood-sucking bugs in captivity and run a power without light. This behavior is very bad and is also a trampling on faith."

"However, since even God has not said explicitly and the Holy See cannot organize things, I can only do it."

When Charlie was shocked when he heard Bishop Marcel breaking the unspoken rules of the nobles and the church, he was shocked and then breathed a sigh of relief. He thought he was going to force the vampire to hand over!

"So, if you escort us back to Rome safely, then after arriving in Rome, I will advise the Holy See to reward you with a drop of the prince's blood!"

As soon as this statement fell into Charlie's ears, he raised his head and said excitedly: "I should serve my Lord, this is what I should do."

Immediately, Charlie reached an agreement with Archbishop Marcel, and three days later, on August 16, gathered in Marseille, France's No. 1 Harbour.

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The black forest is floating with thin mist, and the sunlight in the sky is reflected in the mountains and forests, bringing a slight warmth. The morning dew still lingers on the branches and leaves. The feathers of the birds as big as palms appear green, chirping and drinking the dew, while looking around.

The insects climbing hard on the branches are swallowing the tender leaves moistened by the morning dew. They seem to have forgotten that the birds hidden among the branches and leaves are waiting for an opportunity to eat.

Early birds eat insects, and early insects are eaten by birds.

The bird's little head was spinning for a day, and the sesame pupils were staring at the fat insects tightly. The tip of the little tongue spit out uncontrollably, flapping its wings and flying straight away.

"Jijijijiji--"

"Sister, come and see! This bird is so beautiful..." A wind chime-like sound rang in the forest, and then many birds foraging were startled.

The little green bird looked at its little head. It did not have the fat insect beside its mouth. Instead, it felt that its body was controlled by its huge body. Finally, it found itself falling into the hands of a terrible human being.

"It's really beautiful, Sophie!" A twelve or thirteen-year-old girl approached, half-held a pink girl of seven or eight years old in her arms, and looked at the lively birds in the little man's hands, and said cheerfully.

"Sister, such a beautiful bird, how about we pull off its beautiful feathers, make a hat for my brother, and then roast it for food?" The little man turned his head and said angrily to his sister, pouting his mouth.

"No, Sophie, this is not possible!" The little girl touched the little man's long slippery hair, and her light green eyes were full of care. "This bird is too small. When it is bigger and its feathers are bigger, just make a small skirt for my younger brother."

"Ahem—" Looking at such a picture of deep sisterhood, Charlie couldn't help but disturb these two little guys, but when he heard this, he really held back. Is the werewolf's three views so terrible?

"Who are you?" The little girl hurriedly protected her sister behind her back, stared at the adults who suddenly broke in, and spoke French.

This is a normal little girl! Charlie thought.

"My dad is nearby, I'll eat you later!" The seven or eight-year-old villain hid behind his sister and threatened angrily.

"Little girl!" Looking at the sister who was so silly, Charlie carried forward his charm as much as possible, bent down, and said softly in a friendly manner:

"I'm here to find your father. Can you take me there?"

"Hmph, stop lying, you are a human trafficker. I want to kidnap us, but my dad told me!"

Before my sister could speak, the little man named Sophie hurriedly put his waist on his waist and said like an adult, his pink face and green gem-like eyes, which were so cute.

"Sir, tell you that there are all our tribe members nearby. You might as well leave quickly, otherwise it will be too late!"

He slowly protected his sister and retreated, with a vigilant expression on his face, constantly saying buffering words.

Just like that, watching the performances of these two villains, when they were almost ten meters away, the villain shouted loudly:

"Dad, uncle, the trafficker is here-"

Hearing this, Charlie was suddenly shocked.

Aowu-Aowu-
Chapter completed!