Ms. Wang Weina, my cousin can't do it either

Without the black key and white key, Mostima lost the ability to slow down time subjectively. The long-lost hunger and exhaustion returned to this body again, and because he had never experienced such a feeling for a long time, Mostima's body Sensitivity was even greatly increased, fatigue was multiplied, and together with hunger impacted her consciousness, making her involuntarily want to fall into a deep sleep.

But no matter what, the iron law of "messenger never dies in the wilderness" still forced her to stay awake. She couldn't just fall down here, let alone live up to His Royal Highness Wayne's painstaking efforts to release her from the dungeon at the risk of his life!

The incomparably brave figure of Wayne that night appeared again in Mostima's mind.He first had the courage to face the guard's subtle "I understand your highness Venn, prisoner.avi" eyes, and dismissed the guard (Ven: I'll interrogate her next, you can go), Then he gave full play to his eloquence as a playboy, and deceived the key in Muyan's hand (Wayne: Muyan, give me the key.), and finally opened the iron door of the dungeon without anyone noticing, unarmed and unarmed. rescued himself.

Mostima looked at the endless wasteland, as if Wayne was standing in front of her, repeating the words of that night to her:

"Mostima, I'm sorry for not being able to bring back your weapons, but time is running out, you go, I'm the rear. Go back to Lateran, and tell the Pope my heroic appearance!"

Go back to Rutland, and praise my heroic appearance.

Mostima smiled wryly.Is this treating himself as a bard?

It really fits the character of the dandy Prince Wayne.

But for some reason, Mostima didn't have a trace of disgust in her heart for such arrogant and selfish words, and even had a strong urge—she wanted to do this, to convey the story of His Royal Highness Wayne to His Majesty the Pope, to the Cardinals, convey to all Laterans, let every Lateran know that they have a loyal friend who is so admirable and proud, and this is the responsibility of her Mostima!

Therefore, she must not fall down here!

Even His Highness Wayne has not stopped pursuing the throne, how can he stop, he must move forward, keep moving forward!

As if in response to her obsession, the intercom purchased temporarily in her hand finally heard an echo:

"Emissary Mostima? Special Envoy Mostima? The car is ready! It will arrive at your coordinates soon."

Accompanied by the voice on the intercom, at the end of the field of vision, on the horizon rolled by the hot and distorted air, a black luxury car slowly exposed the roof, followed by the front of the car, and finally the wheels.

The emblem of the Rutland Notary Office was inlaid on the front of the car, showing the identity of the visitor. A flash of light flashed in Mostima's eyes, as if he saw hope.

However, in the next second, her tense mind suddenly relaxed, and the city defense that she had defended for a long time also collapsed. A lot of exhaustion washed away her reason like a flood like an unstoppable flood.

Her eyes began to flicker, and it was only after a while that she realized that it was her own slow blink.

She heard a dissonant cry in the distance, and it took a while to realize that it was her own deep sobs.

In a daze, she saw Wayne push the door and get out of the car with the halo on, ran to her side quickly, raised her body in a panic, and called her name over and over again.

This time she didn't think, but closed her eyes contentedly, because this was what she wanted to see.

"Rescued" from the dungeon by Wayne, on the sixth day of wandering in the wilderness, Mostima was successfully rescued.

........

Lateran, Holy City, Papal Palace.time:? ? ?

Peter X personally brewed a cup of sweet black tea for Mostima, but Mostima rarely drank it. During the time when Victoria and Wayne were dating, she had already liked drinking the clear tea from Yan Kingdom.It was probably because at Wayne's request, she would brew a cup in the hotel every time and wait for his arrival. Over time, she also fell in love with this slightly bitter but fragrant taste.

Strange to be a sarkota with a taste for bitterness.But Mostima had no intention of changing it back.

"My dear Pope, your envoy Mostima reports to you."

Standing up, Mostima solemnly put his right hand on his waist, and bowed to the old Peter X in front of him.

Although the Lateran Holy See was hit hard by the Protestant Reformation, they are still the largest church organization in Terra. After half-forced and half-voluntary internal reform adjustments, the Lateran Catholic Church has been relieved and has begun to stabilize itself. Existing basic disk.

No one is qualified to question the authority of the old man in front of him. Although the clergy have no children in their lives and power cannot be passed on like a secular empire, he is undoubtedly one of the most powerful people in the entire land.

He is also the only one who can save His Royal Highness Wayne from the cage!

"I have read all the reports you submitted to me. Thank you, Mostima."

The Pope picked up his teacup and took a small sip, with no joy on his face.

"But I want to know, can you vouch for everything you say?"

Mostima didn't hesitate at all: "I can guarantee with my life and faith, I swear to the gods, the church, and the Bible. What I said and what I wrote are not half false! It is indeed my personal experience and independent judgment! "

She had already guessed that His Majesty the Pope would ask this question. After all, even if the things she experienced were placed in the mythical books of the holy library, it would seem too shocking and unbelievable.

But she is not afraid to swear, because she has seen everything with her own eyes, heard it with her own ears, and held it with both hands.

Peter X didn't seem to have expected that Mostima, who has always been stable, would answer so decisively and resolutely. Even after using the most solemn and serious oath, he could only slightly nod his head, and no longer questioned the authenticity of the matter. .

"In other words, has such an accident happened to Victoria?"

Peter X touched his chin, stroked his beard,

"I have heard about Kazdel's reunion, but according to the informant, the conflict between Theresis and Theresia has reached the point of irreconcilability, and civil war may break out at any time. Under the circumstances, there is little chance that Teresia might marry Wayne."

"And, Wayne..."

The Pope looked at Mostima and said,

"He saved you, Mostima, I know you will be grateful to him, but you have to know that you lost [the hands of the clock] in the hands of Victoria's Vina. Tran's friend, will only put our friend in a more disadvantaged position."

"The top priority is how to rescue him."

The Pope was silent for a long time, and finally made up his mind. He took out a roll of parchment from his pocket, put his name on the end, and handed it to Mostima:

"This is the dispatch order of my personal guards, the [Runner Gunriders]. You take this and go to mobilize five runners, and then bring them back to Victoria, and do your best to get our friends out of here. Rescued from the Queen's cage. Remember, be careful, seize the opportunity! The monks reported to me that Wayne is now in the northern county of Doron, and this may be our best chance. Once we return to Lenti Nim, everything is over."

Mostima accepted the dispatch order with a joyful smile on his face.

Having lost the black key and the white key, and being reawakened by Wayne, Mostima's recent emotional expressions have become more straightforward and understandable.

The Pope's personal guard, the legendary gun-riders, are the knights who can't lose to the ace of Casimir - the silver spear Pegasus, the hound in the shadow of Ursus - the emperor's sharp blade, Victoria's industrialized war weapon - - The presence of steam armor units.

Seeing Mostima's smile, Peter X also smiled, and nodded solemnly to Mostima:

"This is Rutland's ace elite, with them, you can defeat any enemy!"

She once again bowed to the Pope, sincerely said:

"Thank you, Your Majesty!"

ps: The current melee participants: the Duke of Normandy, the pope's gun rider, Kelsey, to be continued...

Guess how many bosses can fight together?

Section 84 Chapter 28 Shirtel: Did you finally sell yourself?

Kazdale, Veronia, Mercenary Street.

Along with Teresia back to this city buried in the ruins, in addition to the Shining, there is also mudstone that has not returned home for a long time.

The most special Sarkaz guard in the royal court of Kazdel, the master of the ancient earth and rock origin stone skills, although Wayne really wanted to let the mudstone stay in the court of Lentinium and never leave, but Muyan insisted on her own idea—she had to go back, and there were still people waiting for her at home.

After leaving for more than half a year, when Mu Yan stood in front of his one-bedroom, one-living room at the end of Mercenary Street again, he felt as if he had passed away.For mercenaries, a mission that takes half a year is not uncommon. Some long-term escort missions, escort missions, and even assassination missions often take more than a year.But Muyan dared to say that, all of Kazdel's mercenaries were not as shocked as what she had experienced in just half a year.

The coronation of the new Emperor Victoria, the opening of the "Victoria (King Vina) Era", the prelude to the Anglican Reformation, the birth of 95 theses, and finally, the devil of Kazdel, His Highness of the whole Sarkaz Go to Victoria.

No matter which event it is, it is enough to be recorded in the annals of history, and it will become a topic for future generations of historical researchers to study for a lifetime, and every event that is enough to be called great has her presence.

She has witnessed the legend, is also in the legend, and has become a part of the legend.

Taking a deep breath to calm down the excitement in his heart, Mu Yan raised his hand and knocked on the iron ring on the rusty old anti-theft door.

"Bang bang."

There were two heavy whimpers from the iron door, and within a few seconds, there were brisk footsteps in the room, accompanied by the click of the lock being unlocked, and the red-haired Sarkaz girl muttered, "I have no money to pay the water bill, I As long as I eat ice cream, I can live!" While poking his head out, he planned to drive away the landlord who came to urge the fee.

"Sirtel, I'm back!"

Mu Yan happily opened his arms, wanting to hug the girl in front of him.But I saw Shirtel frowned, stepped back half a step, picked up the Dusk Sword placed by the door, and held it in front of him:

"Who are you, how do you know my name!?"

Mu Yan froze when he opened his arms, and a sluggish look appeared on his small face behind the mask. After frantically making gestures for a long time, he suddenly remembered that his current appearance was different from that before he went to Victoria.

Derived from the latest steam-Originium power armor jointly developed by the Victoria Steam Armor Force and the Victorian Academy of Sciences, under the thick shape is a design that adds multiple Originium power units to reduce the burden on the wearer. The outer shell adopts the latest high-strength Alloy - No. D32 alloy, while giving people a sense of stability, the cyan tone also adds a bit of beauty.

All in all, it was a far cry from the old power armor Mudrock wore when he left Kazdel.Even the voice changer has been changed to a different model, so it's no wonder that Shirtel didn't recognize him.

The foolish general thought he had been away from home for too long, and Shirtel no longer recognized him, so he suppressed the tears rolling back. Niyan looked around, and after confirming that there were no bystanders in this alley, he stretched out his hand and pressed Press the button at the connection of the closed helmet.

"呲-"

Just like the sound of a steam train braking, the armor made a muffled sound, and a large amount of steam spewed out from the surrounding connecting pipes, and began to release the pressure.Ten seconds later, when the steam stopped gushing out, Muyan raised his hand, took the helmet off his head, and greeted again with a smile:

"Sirtel, I'm back!"

"who are you?"

Shirtle asked with a look of vigilance.Mu Yan's slightly ostentatious expression of joy immediately froze on his face, and he blamed his nose for a while and explained anxiously and sadly: "Mu Yan, Mu Yan, I am Mu..."

"I know, I know! It scares you."

Shirtel suddenly put away the alert expression on his face, put Levatin casually by the door, tiptoed to look at the mudstone that was actually a head taller than her after putting on the power armor, Curiously said:

"Where did you get this suit? It looks so expensive, how much ice cream is it worth?"

"Don't you ask me what I have been doing for the past six months?"

Muyan put the hammer on his back and Levatin side by side by the door, turned around and checked once again that there was no one in the alley, then closed the door and took off the thick steam armor.

Steaming all over his body, Muyan walked into the bathroom, took off his clothes, turned on the faucet, and released his magnificent breasts even though they were wrapped in them. Stelter complained:

"Do you know what I have experienced in the past six months? You don't care, you only care about your ice cream!"

"Ah ha ha....."

Rao was a little embarrassed by Muyan's words about Shirtel's character, so he could only scratch his cheek and asked,

"Then what tasks have you been doing for the past six months?"

"Go and become a legendary mercenary." Muyan said excitedly, "Which one is the most legendary!"

Shirtel is not a mercenary, and he doesn't understand this aspect, so he tilted his head in doubt:

"What are the benefits of a legendary mercenary? How much ice cream can the commission buy?"

"Do you know what I have experienced in the past six months? You don't care, you only care about your ice cream!"

Sturtle: "..."

She rolled her eyes, whether it was Longmen coins or the newly issued silver coins issued by the Kazdel Military Council, it didn't matter to her, in the final analysis it was a question of how many ice creams she could buy.Stelter thought so more than once, since the ultimate purpose of money is to buy ice cream, why can't ice cream be regarded as money?

For example, the commission in the mercenary tavern, one hundred Kazdel silver for killing a person, and one thousand Kazdel silver for killing an elite team.What kind of concept is this, Shier Teer has no idea at all, but if it is replaced by killing a person with ten ice creams and destroying a team with a hundred ice creams, wouldn't it be much easier to understand?Shirtel promises that he can finish all the tasks in one day!

"All in all, I have experienced a lot of things. Even the stories boasted by the bartender who knows astronomy and geography in the tavern are not as legendary as my experience during this period. But we can talk about these later."

Muyan wiped off the water droplets on his body, wrapped a bath towel, opened the steamy shower room door, looked at the bewildered Shirtel, and asked:

"Sirtel, we're moving!"

Shirtel blinked: "Huh? Where are you going?"

"Victoria! My employer's home."

Shirtel's eyes darkened for no reason, looked at the mudstone, and said sadly:

"Mudrock, I didn't expect you to finally... Actually, it's not necessary. I can reduce it to only eating ice cream once a week. You don't have to sell yourself to your employer."

Mudstone: "?"

"What's the matter? Let me tell you the truth, Shirtel, my employer is a super big man this time. They are members of the Victorian royal family, Queen Aslan and her brother... Although they are superficial, they have thick blood. A Prince of Wales in water!"

Shirtel raised his eyebrows: "How big is it?"

"Probably... about the size of His Royal Highness Teresia's brother?"

Her Highness Theresa's older brother, General Theresis, the executive chairman of the Military Council.A veritable second-in-command to Kazdel.

Shirtel's eyes lit up, and he nodded, "Okay, the selling price is very reasonable! How about their salary, how much ice cream can they eat for a meal?"

Mud Rock: "? Do you know what I have experienced in the past six months? You don't care, you only care about your ice cream!"

After Mu Yan finished complaining, he looked at the smiling Shirtel, and couldn't hold back a helpless smile after all.

Ah, forget it.

Shirtel doesn't smoke, drink, gamble, or engage in pornography. Apart from his hobby of eating ice cream, he is simply an "angel" in Sarkaz!Leave it to her.

Moreover, if Shirtel hadn't said it unintentionally, Niyan himself would not have realized it.Accepting Wayne's kindness, wearing the armor given by Wayne, driving the car given by Wayne, and returning to Kazdale in the aircraft of Wayne's fiancée, and officially moving into Wayne's house...

No matter how you look at it, it seems that you have sold yourself!

But Wayne probably doesn't know his gender... Muyan carefully recalled his experience in the past six months, and he was relieved after confirming that Wayne had never seen his true face.

I must have thought too much. I accidentally sold myself, and even tried to sell Shier Teer to the black-hearted boss.