A subjugated princess will never die a vagabond

Walsh Culler glared at him.

Immediately a refugee patrol came and said:

"Are you questioning Mr. Kahler, or are you questioning the Holy Father? Your daughter is going to enjoy the blessings of heaven. Be careful that the Holy Father condemns your words and knocks your daughter down!"

The old camel fish immediately shrank its neck and slapped itself hard: "I am guilty, I am guilty, but...Master Kale, please give me some more magic medicine. Every time after inhaling the magic medicine, Xiao Shan Na's complexion will be better...she will be better, I can buy it..."

"A little wishing and dreaming won't give you a miracle," said Walsh Calle. "Stop being obsessed with it. Little Shanna's fate is fixed. What you have to do is let her leave with dignity."

After speaking, he stepped into the building.

The old hunchback knelt on the ground in despair: "No, Master Kale, please, please take a look at her again..."

The patrol captain pulled his arm: "Get out, get out! He's still stubborn, give me a hand, and let me carry him out!"

Some people stared covetously, showing greedy eyes.

Walsh Kahler suddenly turned his head and said indifferently: "Let him kneel here to atone for his sin."

"Please, Master Caller—"

With a bang, the door was slammed shut, and only the old camel fish was still kneeling on the ground, silently and desperately kissing the threshold.

Most of them felt that they could really move the Holy Father.

Cloris looked at the man, wanting to subsidize some treatment expenses, but judging by Walsh Calle's attitude, it is estimated that the man's daughter could not be healed only by money.

Although the girl's accompanying skill is [Doctor Shadow Puppet], at most it can only sew a seam of flesh and blood damage, and it is impossible for her to have any ideas when encountering a lesion that even magic can't do anything about.

Warm gray smoke wafted from the chimney, and Cloris went around the back alley of the street to find every window firmly shut.After searching for a while, the girl noticed a gap in a window on the second floor, so she fed the thread into it and opened the window bolt from the inside.

There were nuns and guards walking downstairs, and there were occasional rats squealing. Cloris followed the dark shadows from the ceiling to the third floor. A diagonal door was slightly opened, and there was a warm atmosphere inside. There was hot steam, and there was the sound of scooping water.

Is the goblin taking a bath?

Cloris lurked silently, and saw the fluffy figure with her back turned to her, and a little yellow duck floating in the bathtub.

Suddenly, the wooden floor under Cloris' feet sank, and a spiky and ferocious animal trap appeared under the broken plank, and blood burst from Cloris' leg bones in an instant——

is a trap!

This damn goblin actually set up a trap!

Fortunately, the trap did not do much damage, and there was no poison or curse. Cloris easily broke it apart with the touch of the void. While healing the wound with a thread, she smashed the chandelier and bounced in the shadows until there was only a faint light from the candle. in the bathroom.

The girl summoned a dark thread, swallowed the last ray of light, and was about to restrain the goblin in the bath, but when she grabbed his throat, she realized that what was soaking in the bathtub was just a large, realistic doll.

But he was obviously scooping water just now...

"Dang!"

The sound of the dice falling to the ground sounded, and the room suddenly became bright and prosperous.

Not allowing extra thought, Cloris quickly wrapped her body with threads to prevent the light from touching her skin.

"Dang!"

It was the figure of the dice falling to the ground again, and a fierce fire burned towards her.

Cloris recognized the position by hearing the sound, she avoided Fiendfire, and slammed towards the direction where the dice landed. Behind the screen, a dice the size of a baby's palm lay quietly on the ground, with the side with the devil printed on it facing up.

Cloris picked up the dice with a thread, and suddenly, the light and shadow of the dice flashed and turned into a little yellow duck toy.

The girl turned her head immediately, and a shadow happened to flash by near the bathtub, but the little yellow duck on the water disappeared.

"Dang bang."

The dice ring again.

"Translocation...Kukekekekeke..." Cloris suddenly coughed, her throat itching.

She was about to rush towards the place where the dice sounded, but she heard a vague voice saying, "Stop, move again, and what I want to detonate is the explosive."

Cloris smiled: "Who would have thought that a goblin priest who is harmless to humans and animals is also a superhuman with extraordinary strength?"

"Who are you!" the voice screamed, "I have offended no one!"

"Whoosh!"

The sharp line pierced the direction of the sound, Cloris tore open a layer of wall skin, and peeled off a... goblin skin inside.

Peel of Walsh Calle.

But she was sure that there must have been a living thing inside this warm skin before.

The girl listened carefully and confirmed, "You think I can't find it if I hide in the wall?"

The voice said angrily: "Doctor Shadow Puppet, I didn't offend you, just ask what you want, or I will blow up this building!"

190. The Secret of Walsh Calle ([-])

Cloris had a itchy throat and a heavy chest, and she knew that when the dice fell earlier, some kind of disease invaded her body.

It was about the level of a common cold, but as time passed, it was gradually affecting Cloris' physical strength and health.

She injected thread into the gap in the wall, wanting a quick fix.

Cloris said, "Just try to detonate it and see if the building will collapse."

It is true that there are explosives hidden in the building, but the actual power is definitely not as exaggerated as the other party's bragging.

Sure enough, the voice said angrily: "Don't take my kindness as the capital of your ignorance!"

The dice fall again.

Cloris chased after the sound and rushed into the compartment. The side of the dice facing up was a dark shadow.

Her previous slamming door caused the closet to move violently. Just as she was about to snatch the dice with a thread, the wooden closet happened to be blocked in the path. There was a "squeak" sound, and the dice were replaced with mice.

This unlucky feeling is somewhat similar to the white robe that was killed.

but……

It was a puppet she rushed into the compartment before, and she used the phantom as a cover. The real Cloris was still in the bathroom. She saw dice appearing in the mouse hole in the corner, and a gap was opened in the wall, and a mouse protruded from it. The little furry hand wanted to take the dice away.

"Whoosh!"

The tough thread was wrapped around the dice and the fluffy snow-white wrist. Cloris snatched the dice away and at the same time pulled the owner of the hand towards her. However, a slippery feeling came from the thread, and a snow monster cub The holster was torn!

"Crack."

At the same time, the storage table behind Cloris changed position, and the sound of the revolver being loaded echoed down her spine.

"Hold on!" said the threatening voice.

"Ah!" Cloris sneezed.

"I said don't move!" The sneeze startled the goblin.

"What an interesting skill, why, do you want to shoot?" Cloris smiled, "I bet you don't have any bullets in your gun, but if you dare to pull the trigger, I'll kill you piece by piece Cut it down and put it together into blocks!"

"You are a blood butcher!" the goblin said in horror.

Walsh Calle had heard about the loss of a priest in the Grace House, and he could vaguely infer the relationship between the Dilu family and the Grace House. The story of the blood butcher was also well-known in the circle of Shanggang.

He is an extremely cruel villain!

The death of the white-robed priest made the Grace House speculate that an enemy was targeting them. However, the blood butcher's delay in reappearing made some priests suspect that the conflict between the blood butcher was just an accident. hatred.

But now, the blood butcher has found him, Walsh Calle!

"Do you think I was frightened?!" Walsh Calleser sneered, "Give me back the dice!"

"You can only translocate what you touch, can you? You have to touch again after each transposition."

"Shut your mouth, if you force Lai Lai again, I'm going to shoot you!"

"You..." Cloris turned her head and saw a small crocodile standing upright. She was stunned for a moment, and then smiled at Walsh Kahler, who looked frightened, "What kind of work do you want to become?" Woolen cloth?"

In the eyes of Walsh Calle, this guy with a face full of shadows was weird and terrifying. He screamed: "The grievances between you and the Grace House have nothing to do with me. If you let me go now, I can give it to you." You are a ghost!"

"Lying goblins should have their tongues cut off," Cloris made a sudden move. She snatched the revolver, pressed the "little crocodile" to the ground, and said ferociously, "Mr. The traitors of the religion, let me eradicate the disaster!"

In terms of strength alone, Cloris, who is 1.5 meters five, can also form an overwhelming advantage over the "little crocodile" who is less than 1.1 meters five.

"The floor under your feet has decayed due to years of disrepair, and it just fell on the trap on the second floor!" "Little Crocodile" screamed.

His words seemed to have magic power, and Cloris fell suddenly.

Only, she dragged Walsh Culler down with the line, sat the goblin at her feet, and the holstered alligator took the damage from the trap.

"Oh!" "Little Crocodile" slapped the ground in pain, and he got out of the leather case quickly, revealing a pair of big snow-white ears.

With the dim light projected from upstairs, Cloris could see the goblin's appearance clearly:

She is [-]% similar to Theo Pavel Kahler, with graceful and gentle facial features, clear blue eyes, two slender ears like a pair of fish tails, fluttering toward the back of the head, with velvet flowers at the ends, short and dense snow color The fluff is more like a tight fit pajamas, the torso is dyed a light light blue, and the undulating fur on the chest is better than silver frost.

Cloris whispered strangely: "Female..."

She didn't hesitate at all, and the dark thread continued to wrap around the goblin. This time, the other party had no way to dodge. She was just about to speak, and she used the same trick as if "words follow", but Cloris threw it into her mouth. Stuffed into a ball of thread, forced to the ground.

"Woooooooooooooo-"

"Priest Kahler, are you in there?" At this moment, the sound of a guard knocking on the door sounded.

"It's all right," said Walsh Culler's sharp but deep voice, "just saw a goddamn mouse, ah, ah, choo—"

"But how did you get into the locked warehouse..."

"Shut up about things you shouldn't ask, now, let me patrol the first floor!"

The guard touched his nose and went downstairs resentfully.

The goblin stared at Cloris in horror and anger, and the blood butcher could imitate her voice!

She spat out the ball of thread and said hurriedly: "Wait a minute, I'm not a traitor to the Holy Cult, I can explain it!"

"Ha ha……"

"I admit that my purpose in coming to your religion is not pure. I just want to borrow a few trivial beliefs, but I have not betrayed... Oh, it hurts! Don't cut me, I don't have a leather sheath!" Her fur was strangled bleeding.

"How did you hide from the Holy Church's baptism?" Cloris asked.

"The symbol of my spiritual pulse is called [sub-brain], which can simulate a false soul to receive baptism. As long as you reset part of your consciousness regularly, you can get rid of brainwashing..."

The goblin mentioned the word brainwashing, and suddenly realized that he had said the wrong thing.

The iron fist came down, and she sobbed in a low voice: "Wow, that's not what I meant—"

"Bang!" There was only a slight difference between the fist and the ear.

The goblin broke into a cold sweat.

"Say, what was your original name?"

"Wolsey Caller..."

"Walsh Caller?"

"It's Qian, but I'm also Walsh Calle, not a female!" Without the protection of the leather case, the goblin became vulnerable and sensitive.

"Theo Pavel Calle of Canary Firm is your brother?" Cloris asked doubts in her heart.

The goblin's pupils shrank, and he struggled frantically: "You know him! Damn bastard, human, what did you do to him!"

191. The Secret of Walsh Calle ([-])

Seeing Walsh Caller's excited appearance, Cloris couldn't help frowning: "I thought you were a smart person, it seems that I think highly of you..."

"Crack..."

The ceiling suddenly cracked.

"I got away with it, and you will be smashed by the bathtub!" Walsh Calle grinned with sharp teeth.

The cracking of the ceiling made Cloris stunned, just in time for Walsh Culler to struggle out, the girl had no time to chase, and her feet were blocked by bags of food, and she had no room to dodge, so she could only raise her arms , the six void touches drilled out of the body.

"Boom!"

The bathtub was knocked hard on the tentacles, and it was barely caught, and there was no such thing as "seven meat and eight vegetables" as Walsh Caller said.

The goblin was dumbfounded.

"I still want to run!"