Pamir's city agent, Jamie Schelling, felt that he was really unlucky recently. Last month, a caravan disappeared inexplicably, and then in less than three days, the second caravan evaporated.

Before the matter was handled, the Goddess of Harvest came to the door again and said that they had received news that someone outside the city killed a group of robbers. He heard that they had cut down no less than thirty heads.

Jamie thought of the first thing she wanted was to kill Liang and defeat him, and then she thought that she was a member of the church of the Goddess of Harvest, not the lunatics in the city guards.

So he led his team behind the church armed forces for two days and finally found the church armed forces.

Several mercenaries, a group of little boys, were carrying a cart of heads.

When will the little bastards in the Harvest Goddess Church be so good?

Then he saw the little princess of the Mowes family - yes, it was definitely her, the iconic double-eye color of the Mowes family, and the family badge on her collar.

This is something no one dares to make a fake one.

But what made Jamie a little curious was that the first object of the aid of the Goddess of Harvest Church was not her, but another young child.

The name is Marin and the surname is Gaiat... There is such a surname among the Sidney United nobles? No, then... is it a new noble?

Nor was he not a badge on his body that could represent the family, but he had the church emblem just like Jamie's little princess.

Then the Assistant Saint saluted to Jamie's little princess, "Welcome back to Pamir, Your Highness."

Ah, this sentence is well said. Jamie feels that her judgment is correct. This is indeed Princess Faye. It is said that she was born in Pamir and lived here when she was young.

This is her real hometown.

So the young city agent came to her and knelt on one knee: "Salute to your surname, my princess."

Young people from the Sherling family think they are qualified to perform knight ceremony.

But he was wrong. The princess in front of him just smiled faintly, and did not stretch out his hand as he imagined so that the kneeling knight could kiss the back of her hand.

"Get up, Jamie of the Shelling family, I have seen your loyalty and etiquette."

Although he was a little unwilling to give up, Jamie was still very happy to hear the surname and name of her family from her mouth - this represents the status of his family in the eyes of members of the Mowes family, and also means that his existence has been known to this princess.

This is glory, Jamie, the Yankees in the Central Province have such glory.

Jamie stood up and stood behind his princess, and quietly wanted to squeeze the boy named Marin away - who are you? I thought I was also a member of the Church of the Goddess of Harvest, so I could stand next to Princess Faye in a noble way?

Please, even myself can only be proud of standing behind her.

I dare not have any inappropriate thoughts, nor do I dare to have the intention to transgress.

After all, this mother is a legend. Without her recognition, no young opposite sex dares to talk about love to this princess.

That is not pursuing love, but pursuing death.

Then the pride and sadness on Jamie's face was frozen by the cold wind in the far north, and he heard the kind invitation of her princess, "Come on, hold my hand."

She stretched out her hand, waiting for him, and the smile on her face was not as fake.

The Marin smiled and stretched out his hand, held the girl of the same age in front of him, and asked in a tone of confusion and suspicion: "It's true, without my hand, can you not walk?"

"Yes." She replied with such certainty.

"Okay." He sighed.

Jamie took off his gloves - some people must apologize for death!

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Constantz glanced at the church gate. His assistant had been out for almost four days. It was time for him to bring the old Hoffman family back.

Where is this person?

With the anxiety unique to an old man, he had to consider whether anyone among the children was injured and whether any of them would die of a murderous death.

It is a good thing for young people to take risks, but fate never favors a person for a lifetime. Since muskets were made, this trendy thing that uses gunpowder to push projectiles and joins a queue of rushing in the air tells everyone with facts that they have higher killing than arrows and are better at penetrating than crossbow arrows, so that the precision of shooting techniques becomes irrelevant, as long as the opponent is well connected.

At this moment, he heard the slight sound coming from afar.

"More than one carriage." The bishop of the Justice Church standing beside him had heard something.

This made Constance very... annoyed.

It is obvious that the apprentices from the Goddess of Harvest come to do the task, why are you, a bishop of the Justice Church, coming here?

But after thinking about it, Constantz couldn't say anything - it is said that Marin Gaiat was deeply loved by the Lord of Justice. This kind of god who was unsure of it was really unbearable. It was obviously a child of our church, so why did you come here?

But Constance didn't dare to say that the Justice Church is really too good to fight.

He could only push open the door and saw carriages stopping in front of the church.

He saw the wounds on the knights of the apology, and also saw the hole in his assistant's face: "Why, when he came back, he encountered a robber again?"

Pamir City has not been very peaceful recently, and now it seems that the robbers are no longer satisfied with robbing the caravan. Should we contact the headquarters and ask a Knights of the Punisher to come and loosen the robbers around Pamir City.

"No, we fought with the city guards." Suji said, "Seventeen died on the opposite side."

The two bishops tilted their heads and felt like they had heard a joke.

"This joke is not funny, what's going on?" The bishop of the Justice Church frowned: "Where is Mr. Marin."

The Assistant Ji pointed to the carriage behind him, and then the two big men saw Marin pushing open the car door and pulling out the city representative of Pamir from the inside. The latter was tied into a moving package with bandages and fixed plywoods.

"What's going on? Why is the City Deputy Officer here?"

"Well... this matter is a long story..." Suzuki thought for a while, and then told the story he encountered.

Constance felt like he had heard a huge joke: "His Excellency Jamie City Acting Officer...will duel with Marin?"

"Yes, losing the white gloves is a life-and-death duel." Suzuki looked embarrassed: "Hisser Malin knocked him down with one blow. The city guards wanted to interfere with the duel ceremony. In order to stop them, we had to fight, and the other party moved the knife."

"It's okay, I know I can't use a gun." The bishop of the Justice Church was shocked: "But why were seventeen dead?"

"We had all fought with them at that time, because we only used a knife, and there were no dead people on the scene. Just a pair of Earthling Dragons rushed over. We were seriously injured, so the city guards were not so lucky. Later, they were all thanks to Lord Marin to block them and drove them away." Asuji said this, he glanced at his bishop: "Sir, the real person is far more important than Feng Jing's interest. This is the first time I have seen a child who can fight against Earthling Dragons."

"Now I'm a little curious about how Jamie from the Shelling family was not dead." The bishop of the Justice Church pursed.

"It must be that Lord Marin didn't want to kill him." As Suzuki said this, he smiled reluctantly.

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Marin threw the rice dumplings in his hand to the church's healing group.

I don’t know what crazy this lunatic is. Others ask you if you need any help?

This guy is so good. He just threw away his white gloves without saying a word. He was even more a joke - duel! You evil guy!

Marin patienced him to beat him up - after all, Pamir City had just arrived and was not familiar with the place. He didn't know what this kid was going to beat. What if someone told Marin that this was a welcome ceremony between men in Pamir City?

Then the city guards brought by the kid fought with the church knights again, and Marin persuaded him for half an hour.

After finally separating the two teams, before he could breathe a sigh of relief, two ditto dragons rushed into the scene. Marin finally controlled the one who rushed to the church knights, and the other rushed into the team of the city guards.

After the incident, more than a dozen city guards died.

What's this all about?

The only good news was that the earthly dragon left by Marin was confirmed by Mimian to be the female she needed, so the dragon was not killed, and broke its leg and brought it back to Pamir City.

Marin was still sulking, but he still remembered the task assigned by his mentor, took out the small bag and handed it to the Bishop of Pamir City.

The latter took the bag and frowned: "This is a bit of weight, have you always carried it with you?"

"Yes, it's not very heavy for me," Marin told the truth.

The old man nodded: "Since Old Hoffman asked you to bring it over, it means getting that thing from me."

That thing?

Marin always thought that he should be the job of paying off his gambling debts to Old Hoffman, and never expected to get anything from this person.

"Sassim, please arrange the treatment sequence and remember not to forget our acting Jamie Sherling."

"No problem, Your Excellency Bishop."

The old man arranged his job and then took Marin to the back hall.

"My companions..." "Let them follow me, that thing is not a huge secret."

So Marin took the girls to follow the old man, and the bishop of the Church of Justice would follow, and it was beyond Marin's expectation that he had not been stopped by his own bishop.

This made Marin very curious and full of vigilance about the unknown.

After passing through the corridor of the apse, he followed the old man into the small door leading to the basement. When he entered the storage room, Marin saw what he saw in front of him - the weapon rack was filled with various swords and a standard rifle was placed on the gun rack. The old man walked to a separate gun rack to lift the curtain.

Appearing in front of Marlin was a leveraged large-caliber shotgun.

Marin's face was full of question marks.

"See it? This is my favorite shotgun, a legendary musket made by the greatest gunsmith of the mainland seventy years ago, four round cabins, and caliber 12." Speaking of this, the old man looked at the four-barrel shotgun that Marin took out for a moment and was silent: "Is this... yours?"

"I did it, using a No. 8 caliber shotgun, a double trigger, double-action striker, and can fire two shots at a time." After Marin said that, he threw the guy to the old bishop.

The latter caught it, looking at its unpretentious appearance and heavy weight that could hardly be lifted, and then looked at the gun stand full of gorgeous reliefs, and the shotgun was engraved with sacred inscriptions from the stock to the barrel.

"Where did Old Hoffman find a monster like you?" The old bishop carefully slammed the gun in his hand, and then returned it to Marin: "Let me put the gun here, and I will carve a blessing inscription on the barrel of the gun. How about it?"

"Will it affect the barrel wall? I'm afraid of explosions?" Marin expressed a little uneasy.

"The inscription comes with blessings and reinforcement array." The old bishop snorted.
To be continued...