The Pirate Family

The red earth continent, the religious state Balan.

No place can be completely holy except heaven.Even Balaam, the religious state, is the same.

At the corner of Balan, there is a tall tower surrounded by steel fences, which is used to detain criminals from the state.

This tall tower is called the Tower of Imprisonment.

In order to show the benevolence of the Holy Truth, the Church does not have the death penalty. Even if he commits the heaviest crime, he is only caught in the imprisonment tower for the rest of his life.

At least, on the bright side.

At this time, a woman wearing a white robe with a hood over her head came to the front of the imprisoned tower.

After seeing the woman's pass, the guards let her go.

Inside the tower of imprisonment, a tall fat man was nailed to a cross.

Among the teachings of the Holy Truth sect, those who died on the cross, unless they were devout followers of the Holy Truth sect, would never go to heaven.

This is the highest judgment of the church against pagans.

But the fat man didn't seem to care about the torture, but he spoke suddenly.

"Hello, is there anyone? I'm so hungry."

"Death row prisoners also have human rights? Advance City is not as excessive as yours."

"Is there anyone, it's okay to have something to eat."

The fat man's cries echoed in the empty and dark tower, and the echo came back and the entire tower hummed.

"Stop calling."

An old voice sounded nearby.He seemed weak and coughed a few times.

"Ahem, unless you have reached the point where you are about to starve to death, otherwise they will never give us a bit of food."

"Huh! These cowards, the big deal is that I promise not to kill them after eating!"

"It's really hard to be hungry!"

The fat man wanted to struggle a few times, but the nail in his hand conveyed an aura that made him feel sick, and his whole body was weak.

"It's useless," the old voice continued.

"You have felt it now. This is a sea building stone nail specially prepared for those with abilities like you and me."

"What annoying!" The fat man complained.

"Know that I didn't eat that fruit anymore! It's unpalatable, and there are many restrictions!"

After struggling a few times, the fat man gave up and turned to chat with the old man.

"By the way, old man. How did you get held here?"

"Before asking someone a question, do you know that you don’t know it first? What a rude little guy." The old man was reprimanding, but in his tone, he couldn’t hear the smell of anger at all. On the contrary, it made people feel like a spring breeze. sense.

"Me?" The fat man thought for a while, "The boss asked me to protect a bishop back here, and after a while they arrested me."

"I'm afraid it's not that simple." The old man said calmly.

"I was also a member of the church, and I heard a little about the church. Although they were pedantic, they still wouldn't arrest people without reason."

"Huh? Old man, have you ever been a member of the church? Why haven't I heard you say it before?"

The fat man said in surprise that this old guy was the only one who could chat and joke after he was imprisoned here.

"It's all old things," the old man continued to say with some emotion in his tone.

"Shall we continue to talk about you?"

"Oh?" The fat man thought for a while and continued.

"In the beginning, the people in the church served me with good wine and food. But after a while, I found that their attitude towards me had changed. I couldn't even meet with the bishop I was protecting! If the bishop There was an accident, how can I explain to the boss?"

"But this is not the most excessive!" the fat man said angrily.

"The most exaggerated thing is that they didn't give me anything to eat at the very end! What else did they send ten knights to attack me!"

"Ten Knights of Glory." The old man corrected.

This is one of the ultimate forces of the church, with a noble status, second only to the pope, vice-pope, and three central archbishops.

The strength is strong, and there are even a few demon fruit abilities among them.

This is the weapon of the church against infidels.

"Yes, this is the Ten Knights of Glory." The fat man seemed to think of something unpleasant, and said angrily, "In the beginning, they even singled out with me, and they would spare me not to die if they said anything."

"But after I injured two people, these rascals surrounded me!"

"The purpose of their existence is to fulfill the orders of the church. Although they are called Glory, it is common for them to use whatever means to achieve their goals."

The old man saw it thoroughly.

"But after you said this, you still didn't make it clear why the church is against you."

"How do I know this?" The fat man said angrily. "Is it to blame me for eating too much of their food?"

"It's impossible," the old man asserted.

Although Balaam is not a place of prestigious wealth, it can also be called wealthy because of its many believers.

There is nothing wrong with feeding one person.

So the problem is definitely not here.

Then, the old man suddenly thought.

"You said the reason you came here was that your boss asked you to escort a bishop?"

"Yes." The fat man nodded, his mission is like that.

"Then who is your boss, and who is the escort?"

After the old man said this sentence, the fat man was silent for a while.After a long time he spoke slowly.

"My boss's name is Veenhill Lorne! He is the man who will eventually conquer this world!"

"And the bishop I escorted, named Areli, is the bishop of Adela!"

When leaving from Adela, Lorne said in the family.

He was tired of hiding, hiding in secret.

There is an old saying in the country of flowers, if you don't sing, you will be a blockbuster, if you don't fly, you will be gone.

He has been dormant for so long, it is time for the family's name to resound throughout the sea!

Therefore, Fat Tiger was not prepared to hide his name for Lorne.

Men can never conquer the world by hiding.

"Areli? I haven't heard of it before. It should be a newcomer who has just come up soon."

After hearing what Fat Tiger said, the old man frowned and began to think.

"However, the name Wienhill. I have heard a little."

About twenty years ago, this name set off a bloody storm on the sea.

The old man seemed to remember something, and said to Fat Tiger with a smile.

"With such a name, no wonder Ratzinger treats it so carefully."

Ratzinger Benedict.It is the name of the Pope of Holy Truth today.

Fat Tiger shook his head indifferently. In fact, he had never heard of Ratzinger's name, so there was no fear.

He just wanted to hurry up and never go out here, he was caught, and Miss Arelli didn't know what would happen to him.

If the bishop suffers any harm, Fat Tiger feels that he will not be able to afford the boss.

Da Da Da Da.

Suddenly the sound of high heels stepping on the stone slab sounded on the floor of the tower.

A white figure walked through the darkness and walked in front of Fat Tiger.

The hood was lowered, revealing the long black hair inside.