Chapter 51 You don't want anything to happen to your brother, do you? (5,000 words long chapter)

We are all dead!

I had expected this, but my heart still couldn't stop trembling.

Virgil's face was somewhat gloomy. After a long while, he raised his head and smiled bitterly, "This is really terrible. The more I believe that you are a prophet, the more uncomfortable I feel. Can you tell me how I died? I want to see if I can avoid it."

Actually you are not dead.

Ron blinked.

He really wanted to say that, but he stuffed the words back into his stomach. After all, Virgil's expression looked really interesting now.

Most importantly, Ron knew better than anyone that Virgil was a typical old fox.

If Virgil knew that the city of Larnaca was destroyed but he was still alive, this guy would definitely slack off and do nothing. But if he would also die here, Virgil's potential would be fully stimulated.

Ron's eyes flickered and a slight smile appeared on the corner of his mouth. That smile made Virgil feel creepy, and he moved his butt uneasily.

Could it be that he was killed by the black beast from behind?

This was the worst and most unfortunate way to die he could think of.

"Virgil, you are dying in pain."

Ron's voice finally came out coldly: "I didn't see the details. I only saw you wailing in the flames... The fire was crackling on your body. You were almost burned to death, but you were still struggling and squirming in the flames, trying to crawl out of the flames. Unfortunately, in the end, you couldn't crawl out of the flames. You were burned to black ash from head to toe. A gust of wind blew and your ashes were blown away."

Virgil let out a long breath.

Fortunately, fortunately, he was burned to death, not stabbed to death by the black beast from behind... Virgil felt a little relieved, but soon he could no longer feel relieved. Damn, being burned to death wouldn't be much better, right? Especially from what Ron said, it seemed that he was burned for a long time. Thinking of this, he felt very bad.

Even his ashes were not saved. How dare you make this damned man's fate even worse? Ron's expression remained unchanged. He really didn't lie. Virgil was really burned to death, and his ashes were really scattered by those people. He just moved the time when Virgil was burned to death a little bit earlier... just twenty years.

Small mistakes, not important.

Seraphina next to him looked strange and asked cautiously: "What about me? How did I die?"

"Ah, Miss Seraphina, please rest assured that you died very quickly. You were stabbed in the chest by the tentacles of the young god. It was not as tragic as Virgil's death."

"Even when you died, you still used the sword in your hand to support your body and didn't fall down. Before you died, you also saved the last group of survivors in Larnaca City. In short, you died a great and glorious death."

Fuck! Virgil cursed from the side.

Damn it, why?

They both died, but he was burned alive and his ashes were scattered, while Seraphina could die in a heroic and dignified way? What about gender equality? Just because Seraphina had a better figure and was prettier, she was treated so preferentially? Damn fate! It seemed that he had to work harder, because he didn't want to die in such an embarrassing and miserable way.

As for Seraphina, she had a wry smile on her face. She really didn't know whether she should be glad for dying in this way.

"Alright, both of you." Ron clapped his hands, attracting their attention: "This is just the future I saw, but now that we know this in advance, will the future appear in this way?"

Virgil and Seraphina's eyes suddenly brightened, and there was a little more hope in their eyes.

"These things have been settled for now. Do you have any other questions?" Ron stretched his body. After saying so much, he felt a little tired and stretched his neck slightly.

"There is indeed a question." Virgil thought for a moment and said, "It's about Sister Isaiah."

Ron raised an eyebrow: "You have investigated it clearly."

Virgil nodded with a gloomy face: "Yes, brother Ron, it's just as you said. Isaiah is a double agent of the Spang Theocracy and the Church of the Heart of Nature. She has only one mission, and that is to lurk by my side."

"She doesn't even need to provide any information to the Spang Theocracy and Nature's Heart. She just needs to be a nun and gain my trust. She will only be activated when the Spang Theocracy and Nature's Heart confirm that the time is right."

"So? You didn't kill her?" Ron felt a little funny.

"Ah, no... not yet." Virgil's eyesight was a little scattered and erratic: "It's not that I can't bear it, but... you know, I'm a proud man."

"After being fooled by this woman for so long, it would be too easy for her to just kill her."

"So, my dear brother, can you help me think of a way to give her the punishment she deserves?"

Ron smiled.

That smile made Virgil blush, and that all-seeing look made him feel irritated and a little angry.

"If you don't want to help, forget it." Virgil muttered unhappily. He even pretended to stand up: "I'm leaving first..."

"Are you sure you don't want to listen?"

Bang! The butt that had just stood up sat back on the chair, insidious and cunning, with both hands in the future... No, it was the Blood Pope who was soaked in blood. Now he behaved particularly well, and even showed a flattering smile on his face: "I knew, good brother, you must have a way."

Ron shook his head helplessly.

Virgil is such a complicated guy.

He could ruthlessly slaughter all the opponents in the city, he could kill the entire sect of Eternal Freedom, causing the Secret Tower to flow with blood, and he could kill so many people that the believers of the Lord of Blood and Destruction would shudder at the mention of Virgil's name.

But towards Isaiah, he showed a completely different attitude.

Even when he was sent to the stake, Virgil never blamed or scolded Isaiah.

Ron cleared his throat and spoke slowly under Virgil's expectant gaze: "First, we must make one thing clear."

"What existence does Isaiah care about most?"

"The Spang Theocracy? The Church of Nature's Heart?" Virgil answered subconsciously.

Ron shook his head: "No, no, no, it's a man..."

Swish…

Virgil's face immediately turned green.

"I'm talking about her brother, don't think too much about it."

Virgil felt an itch at the root of his teeth, and he really wanted to bite a piece of flesh directly from Ron.

Oh, goddess, if Ron didn't want to hear what was coming next, he would kick the bastard's ass with his boot.

"Isaiah is an orphan who has lived with his younger brother since childhood. Isaiah went undercover in Granville in exchange for his younger brother receiving preferential treatment from the Spang Theocracy and the Church of the Heart of Nature, ensuring that his younger brother can receive advanced education and work in the kingdom's public institutions after he reaches adulthood."

"However, Isaiah didn't know that the intelligence agencies of the Spang Theocracy and Nature's Heart also said the same thing to her brother..."

Damn, so shameless.

Even though Virgil and Seraphina were used to seeing all kinds of shameless operations in the church and the government, they were still shocked by the despicable means used by the Spang Theocracy and Nature's Heart.

"It may be just pure bad taste. The intelligence agencies of the Spang Theocracy and the Heart of Nature placed her brother in the Marquis of York's mansion... Because Isaiah is very obedient, she almost never leaves the church, so there is basically no need to worry about the siblings meeting each other."

Seraphina's face froze slightly. She didn't expect that she had something to do with this.

The smile on Ron's face gradually changed, which made Seraphina shudder.

"You can arrest Isaiah's brother!"

"Then ask Isaiah how much she knows about the intelligence agencies of the Spang Theocracy and the Church of Nature's Heart, and then uproot the other party's intelligence agencies."

"If Isaiah doesn't cooperate, tell her..."

"You don't want anything to happen to your brother, do you?"

Virgil's eyes were shining! You don't want anything to happen to your brother, do you? Oh, goddess.

What language is this that is so beautiful? Looking at Ron again, Virgil's eyes were full of admiration.

This is a genuine master. Every word he says is like a proverb, which can enlighten people.

Ron also looked a little strange, as if he was carrying on some kind of inheritance.

He coughed lightly and said, "Ahem, believe me, Virgil, as long as you say this to Sister Isaiah, no matter what request you make to her, she will never refuse."

"Of course, this is not enough. You can also find Isaiah's brother and tell him the same thing: You don't want anything to happen to your sister, do you?"

"As long as you use this combination of punches, not to mention uprooting the intelligence system of the Spang Theocracy, it is not impossible to even incite Isaiah and her brother to rebel. By then, the two of them may even become the most useful pawns in your hands."

Virgil breathed a sigh of relief. Having such a good brother was definitely the greatest luck in his life.

Next to her, Seraphina had her eyes wide open, her mouth slightly open, and a look of astonishment on her face.

Especially the look he gave Ron, which was full of an inexplicable meaning, as if he had just met this person for the first time...

Well, it was indeed the first day we met.

However, in the brief time they had spent together, Ron had already left a very good impression on Seraphina.

This is an elegant gentleman.

Seraphina has always believed this.

But now, Seraphina had serious doubts about her own judgment. Although, from the perspective of the captain of the law enforcement team, the method provided by Ron was undoubtedly the best solution.

But, from a woman's perspective, this is really shameless.

There is no mistake in the poem, post, content, and read the book on 6, 9, and bar!

You don’t want to XXX... To Seraphina, it sounded like the most vicious curse against a woman.

While Seraphina was complaining in her heart, Ron had already stood up. His face looked a little tired and his brows were slightly furrowed, which made Seraphina feel distressed.

Ron rubbed his forehead gently, and his expression returned to normal: "By the way, Virgil, Miss Seraphina, please do me another favor."

"Archibald and Partridge, both of you know about it, I guess they must have left notes, diaries and the like!"

"I know it's been nearly a thousand years, and it's not easy to find these things, but I'd like to ask both of you to keep an eye out for me," Ron said.

Virgil nodded.

The documents left by Archibald and Partridge are very popular among practitioners.

In particular, the writings left by Archibald are regarded as the Bible among those who study mysticism.

Although you master the dirty words, you may be struck by lightning.

But no one can deny the power of dirty talk.

In thousands of years of history, he was the only one who could suppress the seven major orthodox religions and over a dozen evil cults! His arrogant spirit has fascinated countless people since then!

Robbing nuns, robbing saints, robbing female priests, robbing female popes, it is so free and easy, even if you are struck to death by lightning, your life will not be in vain.

Besides, being punished by the gods is a symbol of strength and status... Why haven't we seen gods punish a beggar on the roadside? Even the saint Partridge, who also left a strong mark in history books, is less legendary in front of Archibald.

That is why Archibald's relics are regarded as the most precious treasures. Even a single page of paper is worth a fortune. Over the past thousands of years, countless brilliant geniuses have devoted themselves to the study of obscene language.

It’s a pity that after such a long time, no one can decipher the obscene words.

Virgil glanced at Ron... If it was Ron, maybe he could really decipher this mysterious text.

There was no reason, he just had this hunch... Virgil just believed that Ron could accomplish what countless geniuses had failed to do in the past thousand years.

"I'll help you investigate." Virgil agreed.

Seraphina's long eyelashes trembled slightly, as if she remembered something: "I know where it is..."

Ron's eyes lit up.

"But it will take time. The other party's conditions are not so easy to meet." Seraphina said.

"How about this, give me... um, four days to prepare." Seraphina thought for a moment and continued, "See you at the Sykes Hotel in four days."

After saying this, Seraphina turned and left.

Virgil next to him had an ambiguous look on his face.

Tsk tsk, they actually made an appointment at the Sykes Hotel... But that's normal. After all, that's a convenient place to do things, in every sense of the word.

…

When I returned to the church, the silver moonlight had already spread all over the ground.

Ron lay quietly on the bed, with Irelia beside him... The afterglow of the past was still on his face, his silver hair covered the wide bed, his eyelashes were trembling slightly, but there was a smile on the corner of his mouth, as if he was having a good dream.

This is Ron's room. The room assigned to Ron has finally been approved...

Quite big.

Especially this bed, not to mention two people, it can even accommodate two more people.

Ron was holding a handful of silver bracelets in his hand, and the bracelets were shining brightly under the light of the magic lamp.

Holy Heart!

It was a little different from what Ron had imagined. He thought it should be something more special... However, the bracelet was not bad. The bracelet was not within the scope of the equipment column.

In other words, even if the equipment bar is full, the Holy Heart Bracelet can still be effective. This is a completely additional attribute.

[Holy Heart: Green Suit! ]

[Enhancement level: cannot be enhanced]

[Strength +1]

[Constitution +1]

Speed ​​+1

[Spirit +1]

[Special item, bound! ]

[Special set of the 'Gate' series. As the number of set parts collected increases, the mythical set effects can be gradually activated.]

As imagined, after obtaining the Holy Heart, one's strength would skyrocket. Although he might not be invincible, he would at least become a small master. However, this situation did not happen.

The attributes of the Holy Heart can be said to be rubbish, even worse than white equipment.

The only thing that interested Ron was the effect of the mythical suit. Throughout the game, no one had obtained any of the special suits of the Gate series, but Ron knew very well how powerful the mythical equipment was...

After a long moment, Ron put the bracelet back on his wrist.

His eyes fell on the Soul Ferry Ring. Since the afternoon, the ring had begun to feel slightly hot.

His fingers subconsciously rubbed the surface of the ring lightly. Just as Ron thought, noisy mumbling began to echo in his ears again. He felt dazed for a moment, and when he opened his eyes again, he was in the Black Sea again.

Under his feet is still the soul-ferrying boat made of bones.

Compared with the previous time, the mental pressure this time is much smaller. After all, at least I have been promoted from Extraordinary One Star to Extraordinary Four Stars, which is an improvement worthy of praise.

Perhaps, we can take this opportunity to explore the Soul Ferry a little bit? Ron thought so...

"Ron, you're here!"

At this moment, a soft voice suddenly came into Ron's ears.

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