I Specialize in Killing The Protagonist

“charge charge charge!”

“Pickup!”

“roar roar roar!”

Grid Reese Emma took the lead, running through the streets of her home on Holy Mountain.

Pickuppi follow closely from behind, with all four feet on the ground, and keep moving and leaping.

The little Golden Feather lion pu chi with wings, but limp and weak, followed by falling down.

One person and two pets rushed to and fro, very lively.

Marguerite sat quietly on the chair, watching Grace and the familiars make a fuss, feeling very happy.

Some people say that the years are quiet, but Marguerite didn’t know what it meant in the past.

At this time, sitting quietly and watching Grace and the familiars make a fuss, Marguerite suddenly understood the meaning of this sentence.

This is the quiet time.

Quiet, peaceful and natural.

“Why are you here? Where’s Grace?”

Romney changed clothes and walked out of the room.

It happened to see Marguerite smiling in the sun. It was very beautiful, but he still broke the holiness with a question.

“His Royal Highness Romney.”

“Grace went with her magic pet. It is said that she went to parkour.”

Romney’s questioning was shocked, and he didn’t panic. He stood up with a certain demeanor, then gave a salute and said back.

At first, it was okay, but when it came to an unfamiliar term, I squatted a little.

“Well, I went to parkour.”

“Then I’ll go to the godfather, you guys will eat better at noon.”

Romney didn’t care. This kowtow, on the contrary, was a little surprised at what Marguerite knew about parkour.

He never thought that Marguerite was already closely related to Grace, and he thought it was this Vatican who knew the word parkour.

“Yes.”

Marguerite is very courteous, and her identity is very upright, completely like a maid.

“en. “

“Oh, yes, you don’t have to bow like this in the future.”

“Grace also said, we didn’t You are a maid. If you want to continue to follow, treat yourself as our partner!”

Romney took two steps first, suddenly remembered something, turned around, and was shining in the morning light. Telling.

“Yes!”

Marguerite looked up at Romney. Under the sun, Romney had an extraordinary charm at this time.

That is light, that is sacredness, that is…no one has ever taken their equality seriously.

“en. ”

Romney turned and left this time without staying any longer.

What he didn’t know was that after Romney left, Marguerite murmured two words in a daze.

Partner.

Romney walked out of the residential area and after walking for more than ten minutes, he came to the Sacred Temple Hall located halfway in front of the Holy Mountain.

At this time, Sacred Temple Hall is already crowded again.

The pilgrims who climbed the mountain at night, and the pilgrims who arrived in the morning, all waited in line, just to meet the pope, pray and bless once in the Sacred Temple Hall.

Romney does not need to line up.

This is the privilege of Holy Son.

So he walked straight into Sacred Temple Hall and came in front of the Pope.

“Romney, you are here!”

The Pope just finished a prayer, and after shaking off the pilgrims, he whispered to Romney.

“Yes, Godfather, I’m here.”

Romney nodded salutes, it is considered to have seen him.

“Did you sleep well?”

The Pope looked at Romney full of energy, without the appearance of being drunk last night.

“Sleep well.”

Romney didn’t know that the Pope was reminiscing last night, so he just replied.

“Well, that’s good.”

“By the way, I heard that you went out last night and brought back a little lion with wings, didn’t you?”

The pope hummed for a while, suddenly remembered something, and asked again.

“Yes, I’m also very strange. I wanted to let go, but Grace advised me to raise it first.”

Romney didn’t hide it, after all, this is not a big deal.

“Yes, Grace was right to persuade you.”

“I didn’t realize her vision was so good.”

“If you didn’t guess wrong, You must have gone to a pool last night and saw a woman who is as wonderful as Goddess?”

The pope was surprised by Grace’s eyes, and then began to talk about a certain legend.

“The godfather knows?”

“Yes, I do seem to have met a beautiful woman in the dim.”

“But very I passed out soon, and what happened later, I don’t know.”

Romney didn’t expect the pope knew this, and was surprised that he didn’t even think about how the pope knew. Grace, or the nuns at any time, told the Pope.

Therefore, he did not hide it, and directly told the scene he met when he was half-dreaming and half-awake last night.

But he didn’t tell that the woman was taking a bath. Once this was said, he couldn’t explain it clearly.

“Well, that’s right.”

“You should have broken into the Secret Realm where the sacred Golden Feather lion lives.”

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“That is the only connecting area that overlaps with Holy Mountain in the Secret Realm she lives in.”

“Legend has it that every time the Moyue Pond appears, the Holy See’s beast, the Golden Feather Lion, will be there. After recognizing the chosen one who broke into Secret Realm, he personally gifted his beloved daughter as a contract demon.”

“The little lion I want to come to you is the beloved daughter of the sacred Golden Feather lion.”

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“Also, you should have signed a contract with it now, but you haven’t noticed it.”

The Pope recalled the past story, slowly telling Holy in front of Romney The secret hidden on the Mountain.

“Hey? Godfather, isn’t this sacred Golden Feather lion always in Holy Mountain?”

“Why can I go to Secret Realm to meet?”

“I drank its urine to sober up last night…”

When Romney heard the story told by the Pope, he didn’t even catch the one of the sacred Golden Feather. The point, on the contrary, I was surprised at what magic pool, Secret Realm, and the like.

He was puzzled, and he kept thinking, wouldn’t I drink fake urine?

Oh, what kind of urine is that?

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“Holy Golden Feather Lion’s urine?”

“Sober up?”

“Oh, what did you mean Jinzhihua, stewed mountain stream stone, and Holy Mountain sober soup made from broken bark canopy grass!”

“That’s not the urine of the sacred Golden Feather lion, it’s just that some people jokingly call this sober soup. “

The Pope was surprised that Romney could drink urine, and then he woke up. He must have been drinking authentic hangover soup.

It’s just that I may be confused by the person who brought the soup, and mixed the nickname with the name.

“Ah, this way, it’s okay.”

“But, the godson still smells a smell of urine, what’s the matter?”

“Then, you might really have drunk urine.”

“Huh?!”

“hahaha, cracking a joke.”

“Don’t care about that many. Let’s have breakfast with the godfather.”

“Ok! I happen to be hungry too.”

“Hungry? I remember the nuns will go in the morning Send breakfast to the guest house. Didn’t you have it? I didn’t eat it at all?”

“Ah, that, I just missed it.”

“Well, that’s good. The godfather is also afraid that you will be too full.”

“Too full?”

“Yes, the breakfast provided by the most distinguished guesthouses is based on the seat, which should be enough for ten. Two people are full.”

“Twelve people are full?! They can eat that way?”

“Who can eat?”

” Oh, no, I am surprised that I actually need a breakfast table to feed the distinguished guests.”

“hahaha, it’s not to feed, but to eat well. Those who go to and from Holy Mountain are all dignitaries, we are the lord. , Of course, I have to entertain everyone.”

“gu lu …..gu lu ….”

“hahaha! It seems that Romney, you are really hungry and your stomach is full Called. Come on, have a breakfast!”