Have You Considered Xinyue to Be a Military Division?

"..."

The three looked at each other and nodded.

Aya turned her head: "Is there any benefit for us?"

"certainly,"

Nios raised his eyebrows: "Since it is said that it is hiring and buying, then of course there is a price."

"tell me the story."

Neos smiled with satisfaction, and raised a finger: "One, the queen's protection, although you are doing things for the Romans, it is not a long-term solution after all, and there is always a possibility that you will face fleeing one day.

So when the time comes, as long as you ask for help, Britain is always willing to lend a helping hand to you. "

"I don't know if your tribe can survive..." Romagno complained.

Martha's face changed slightly, and she glared angrily, "Romanio!"

Aiya simply waved down with a hand knife.

"Aw!" the golden retriever screamed with his head in his arms.

"Sorry, don't worry about him." Aya said apologetically.

"Well, what Romanio said is also right. After all, this promise is too vague, and you are right to be worried." Neos nodded slightly.

Aya and Martha's understanding of this man was somewhat unexpected.

Not that difficult to get along with.

"So how about this?"

Neos proposed: "You put forward your respective requirements, and I will try to see if I can satisfy you?"

Aya was taken aback, obviously a little moved.

Glancing at his own Miranda, he found that she also had the same expression.

Then how to choose is very obvious.

Aiya thought for a moment, then raised her head and said, "I only have one request."

"But it doesn't matter."

"Tell me, why do you know the martial arts skills and training methods of the Hidden One, and what is the connection between you and the Hidden One!" Aya looked serious.

Neos understood, and raised his eyebrows: "Of course."

After all, I also want to know, what is the connection between you invisible ones and me.

Aya stared at his expression for a while, and after confirming that he was serious, she nodded with satisfaction.

Neos looked at the blue-haired girl again: "Then, what about you, Miss Martha?"

Martha bit her lip and hesitated for a few seconds: "I want to ask you to help me solve a puzzle."

"Puzzle?"

"Yes, the puzzle is..."

Martha took a deep breath and said with determination: "The secret is with Tarascon."

"..."

Neos was silent for a while, "What is this puzzle about?"

Martha was about to speak.

"Martha!" Aya reminded.

"It's all right, Miss Aya,"

Martha smiled: "I don't know why, but I seem to trust Master Neos very much. I believe he is not the kind of person you think."

Aya's complexion changed slightly, she looked at Neos, then at the innocent girl, and sighed angrily, "You can do whatever you want."

Martha nodded and looked directly at Neos: "Actually, my real identity is a saint of Christianity.

This trip is to search for the legendary Holy Grail under the guidance of the prophecy..."

Holy Grail!

Neos' pupils trembled, he raised his head suddenly, and touched his heart subconsciously.

(...Good night, today is over, see you tomorrow.

another book

Diary of the Life of Superman Delta

Quite an interesting group portrait scene, the kind of sand sculptures in a dormitory who travel through the roommates

In addition, the introduction is much better than what I wrote, envy...)

Chapter 175 Chapter 170 [-] Will Neos be confused too?

After listening to Miss Saint's request.

"Sorry, I have no idea about the Holy Grail, but I will send someone to try my best to find relevant information for you." Neos said.

Although Martha couldn't help being disappointed, since she was willing to make a promise for a stranger, she was no longer qualified to be harsh.

"That's it, thank you Lord Neos!" She said to Neos like this.

Nios nodded and smiled, signaling the three to rest early, and told them to pack up their things in the next few days and prepare to leave at any time.

After leaving the room, after thinking for a while, he looked for Nero.

In the mansion room, there is a big bed, books, and a blond girl rolling on the bed.

There was a knock on the door, and the girl woke up startled, picked up the clothes on the bedside, and wrapped herself up.

But before she could open the door, the knocker had already pushed in.

"Do you know anything about the Holy Grail of Christianity...?" Neos said as he entered.

But when he saw the beautiful scenery in the house, he suddenly stopped and stared silently.

The girl froze when she put on her clothes, staring blankly at the man at the door.

Neos swiped up and down blankly, looked away, then swiped again.

"Feel sorry."

Nios backed out, closed the door, leaned his back against the wall, closed his eyes slowly, and folded his hands, as if he was in charge of the spring, summer or autumn or winter in his house.

It's just the trembling right leg, telling the owner's inner injustice.

After a long time, the door finally opened, and the neatly dressed Nero walked out.

After pretending to be innocent and coughing twice, the girl raised her chin slightly: "You...what can I do for you, so urgent?"

Although she didn't mean to blame, Neos repeated "sorry".

Nero blushed on his baby-fat cheeks, and turned his head away: "Well, what's the big deal... In Roman baths, mixed baths are common..."

Neos raised an eyebrow.

Nero hurriedly waved his hands and explained anxiously: "No, but of course I haven't been there, I just heard what others said!

Although we have a licentious emperor like Cagurila in Rome, we are not indiscreet people! "

But the more he explained, the more he found the mess, so he simply let out an annoyed "ah", cut the mess quickly, and changed the subject directly.

"Anyway, why are you looking for me!" She tilted her head and stared at Neos.

"A girl asked me to help her solve a riddle about the Holy Grail of Christianity,

And I found that I have a blind spot in my understanding of this religion, so I want to ask you for relevant information..."

Neos paused in the middle: "Why are you looking at me like that?"

The corner of Nero's mouth twitched, with contempt and helplessness on his face: "You said to help another girl in front of a girl who likes me, you are deliberately trying to annoy me, Master Neos!"

"It's nothing, I'm not interested in her, I have a clear conscience." Nios said lightly.

"That means you treat me..."

"I'm not interested in you either, and I have a clear conscience."

"..."

Nios asked: "I just want to ask you, do you know the relevant history or information?"

"Ah, that's a new religion that was born in the Jewish area decades ago. It was born out of Judaism. Of course you, an old man who is out of touch with the times, don't understand." Nero scratched his head and stabbed him frantically.

"What about the Holy Grail?" Neos didn't care.

"Holy Grail...the legendary golden cup that contains the holy blood. Drinking the water in that cup will bring you back to life, resurrection from the dead, etc." Nero pouted, his face full of boredom.

Nios rested his chin and lowered his head in thought.

Nero looked at him with a dark face, scratched his head, and leaned over again: "Hey, what are you thinking?"

"In Celtic mythology, the pot of Dagda also has a similar legend,

It is said that the pot can not only conjure infinite food, but also fulfill all wishes, and it is said that using it to cook corpses can also bring people back to life..." Neos turned his head and saw this picture that was very far away from him. With a close face, he said calmly.

"Oh, do you suspect that the Holy Grail that the woman said has a connection with the country of Dagda?" Nero was a little happy, but he didn't hide from himself.

"Hmm..." Neos pondered.

But there was one thing she didn't tell Nero.

That is my own body, which is also called the Holy Grail by Druids in a sense...

So the Holy Grail that the girl is looking for is herself, and what does this Christianity have to do with herself?

Ever since I held the sacrificial ceremony, the fairy descended, and told the oracle, all kinds of mysteries have gathered on me.

Who is he, what has he done, what will happen to him in the future...