Many young people always have a wish in their hearts that is related to European-style castles, which is the birthplace of the pure story of Snow White and the Seven Dwarves, and is also a witness to the most shining era of the chivalrous spirit.

Many castles that exist in the world have experienced hundreds of years of wind and rain, distributed in many stable corners of the world, representing a culture and symbolizing a period of history. In many cases, this is also a symbol of identity and status.

A countryside on the other side of the ocean, in the green fields, a magnificent castle building shines brightly under the lights around it.

The dense black guards were pulled by hunting dogs, patrolling and scanning the castle owners at night. They were professional security guards, and were ordered by local organizations to protect the personal safety of castle owners twenty-four hours a day.

From a professional perspective, Wang Xiaofeng, the security guard, did not match these blond and blue-eyed burly men with shoes. Of course, he could not kill Comrade Xiaofeng with a stick like this. After all, in the security industry, he is the best game player...

In a slightly dark forest, a thousand meters away from the castle, there will be no vampires lurking on the trees, and there will be no werewolfs waiting for the moon to come out.

Because this is reality, not the Apocalypse virtual game world.

A modified off-road vehicle with no sign of the original model, two figures of a man and a woman, the body was covered with various electronic devices, and several light green display screens projected the castle 1,000 meters away in front of the two in all directions.

The middle-aged man in the car was silent without saying a word. The girl next to the car looked indifferent and cold. She was tying a climbing rope and a dagger around her waist. She patiently calibrated the brightness and angle of the night vision device. The middle-aged man's throat was shaking, trying to say something but carefully maintaining silence.

"The last one." "Yeah."

The girl skillfully folded her long hair, and the brown wooden hairpin gently inserted the retro phoenix tail. A trace of moonlight shone through the thin clouds, shining on her smooth face. The pure beauty made any man lose his mind.

"Don't blame your father. He has his own difficulties. He doesn't want you to work hard outside, but..."

"Well," she smiled at the senior who was also an uncle and uncle, and shook her head. She was fully armed and put away her gentleness, and inadvertently showed a little indifference. "I chose the way myself..." She carried the last piece of equipment, a narrow "piano box" more than one meter long, which was not a piano piece, but just assembled the British-made AWP sniper rifle.

“I’ll finish it.”

"Cough!" The middle-aged man sniffed the cigarette butt in his hand, sniffed, and was still addicted to smoking. "Every morning, the target would pray at the A-mark point in the castle. Time was more or less, but there was only one chance..."

Huh... Deep breathing is just a routine habit. She hasn't felt what it feels like when she has trembled for a long time.

But now she has more concerns and more ties.

Just like last time, her hand trembled a little, and the dagger slashed the neck of the mission target, but made the drug lord live for a while longer.

Pressing a spiral button on the eyes, the dim world in front of you gradually became clear, and the monitoring device distributed on the tree branches revealed the angle and position under the comprehensive induction of infrared and sound waves.

Her figure was like a spirit cat, wandering in the sparse forest. Even though she was carrying nearly a hundred pounds of weight, she still couldn't leave footprints and sounds. The surrounding maps were projected in her mind, and she was looking for a suitable ambush place.

The final task was not allowed to fail...

In the early morning, when the first ray of sunlight shines on Yufeng City in the middle of the Dawn Continent, groups of girls gather in front of the church in the city.

These intern priests are considered "terminal" personnel who serve believers. They can patiently listen to the confession of believers and proclaim the doctrine of light without getting tired of it. Their direct superiors are priests or priests.

"Sir, I'm guilty!"

"Well, I know," Wang Xiaofeng pulled a gentle smile on his lips, glanced at the beautiful mentor who was sitting aside drinking morning tea comfortably, and replied casually: "Those who confess to me are guilty." "Ah?" "Uh, it's okay, continue to confess. The goddess will listen to your confession and will save your soul when you confess."

Behind him was the statue of the Statue of Light. A rich middle-aged businessman kneeled in front of the statue and cried to the trainee priest beside him with snot and tears.

"I'm guilty, I'm guilty," the middle-aged businessman waved his fists and smashed his chest on the ground and made a thump. The green vine stick in Wang Xiaofeng's hand was ready at any time, for fear that this guy would take him out.

I go, you say it if you are guilty! You feel good when you say it, and I will complete the task, will you be happy! "Everyone has times of making confusion. A temporary mistake cannot defile your pure soul. Repent your guilt to the goddess! I will forgive your sins for her."

"Cough cough!" The beautiful mentor who was choked by Wang Xiaofeng's rude words and morning tea stared wide-eyed. A comrade smiled. The old god was listening to the rich businessman's confession, without taking the tutor's gaze at all.

"I, I've been jealous of my brother. I've happened with him and his wife on my back... it happened..."

Hum? Wang Xiaofeng's eyes lit up, cleared his throat, and instantly felt energetic, and said seriously: "This is not uncommon. Men always make mistakes. They say it bravely. The more detailed the words are, the more the goddess can feel your piety of regret."

"Yes! Yes!" The fat businessman's face showed a look of remembrance. Wang Xiaofeng couldn't help but smack the corner of his lips and listened with all his attention.

"It was a night when I couldn't see my fingers. I heard a pleasant harp playing, so I walked along the sound... Oh, she was so beautiful, she was so charming, she danced in the moonlight, her eyes were like gentle lake water, she..."

"Cough cough cough!" Amy's cough attracted the attention of the two men in the first statue in time.

The rich businessman cast doubtful eyes at the high priest with a holy face, but Wang Xiaofeng pointed the rich businessman's shoulder with a wooden stick and turned the rich businessman's head back, "Pray attentively, the ceremony of confession is sacred and undisturbed. It's okay, judging from your current statement, it is your brother and sister who hooks up with you, and you don't have much sin."

"Oh, you are such a wise priest." "That's...hehe, let's talk about the point! Uh, concentrate on repentance!" "Yes, yes! She led the band and servants away and pulled me to the pavilion. Although I was determined to resist, I seemed to be poisoned and had no strength to resist. I could only be pulled into the pavilion by her..."

… (Three thousand words are omitted here)…

After a while, Wang Xiaofeng wiped the hot sweat from his forehead. The notebook in his hand shakingly swayed in front of him and sang the faint evening breeze. He looked up at the clean ceiling and sighed a long time.

"Sir! I'm guilty! I'm guilty!"

"You have a bad..." Feeling a sharp murderous aura coming, a certain priest swallowed the resentment accumulated by the accumulated one angrily, and a smile pulled out of the corner of his mouth, "The goddess will forgive your sins. Believe me, although you have fantasized in your heart... uh, you have not had a very open thought, but it was not your original fault, it was just because of your nature."

"You have to know that not many men can still be like you under the temptation of a beautiful woman - you really just hold hands and do nothing?" "Yes, sir, I was stunned at that time and did nothing!" "Do you dare to swear?" "Dare you! I swear to the goddess, if I really do something, I will be disgusted by the goddess, and my family wealth will be gone, and I will not die well."

"I'll go, then why do you repent," Wang Xiaofeng looked angry and stretched out his hand to pull up the fat businessman kneeling on the hard floor. "Men, it's understandable that there is a fire, let alone a situation like you that does not constitute a crime. Don't worry, or you have to repent with such heartbreak. Although these thoughts are not acceptable, you must believe in the goddess's mind and the goddess's benevolence."

"Really, really?" "Of course!" said the trainee priest righteously, "You used your reason to overcome the temptation of sin at the last moment. Not only should you not repent, but you should also be proud of yourself! Because you have done something that an ordinary man cannot do!"

"This, this is..." The fat businessman was flushed with excitement, bowed to Wang Xiaofeng repeatedly, slapped his forehead, rushed to the front of mentor Amy, took out a handful of gold tickets in his arms and stuffed them, "Oh my God, I want to donate charity, I want to donate charity, I want to donate charity, I want to donate charity every month! Thank you, thank you Lord Priest! You have helped me regain my inner peace!"

Wang Xiaofeng nodded. Even if I can recall your psychology, it cannot save your physiology...

"Still laugh!" After the fat businessman left singing and dancing, Amy scolded her lightly, but put a handful of gold tickets in her hand into her sleeves, regardless of Wang Xiaofeng's expression of wanting to speak and her outstretched left hand.

After half an hour of verbal talk, I didn’t have a labor fee? A comrade suddenly became depressed.

"Xiaofeng?" Instructor Amy suddenly spoke. "Yeah." Wang Xiaofeng responded weakly. "I have something I want to ask you."
Chapter completed!