I am a person without faith, for this reason my brothers often have the word lonely ghost to describe me, I don't think that no faith is pitiful, on the contrary I feel very comfortable, the faith that I once had was cut off in blood and slaughter little by little, and the annihilation of human nature makes me unworthy of talking about these two words.

After the prayers were over, it was dark, and after dinner, Father Peter arranged for the poor children to rest, and the Goddess and I sat outside in the flower beds to sort out our equipment.

"What is the priest going to do with those children, just keep them like this?" I admire their kindness, but there are so many people suffering in this chaotic place, and with the current situation that the church is not self-sufficient, it is impossible to support these children, let alone the next batch, and there are far more children who need to be saved.

"No, those who can find their parents are sent home, and those who are homeless are sent to churches in other countries, and they are arranged to be sent to welfare homes, some of them will be adopted, and some of them will be raised in welfare homes." The goddess pushed the HK23 magazine into the chamber and aimed it into the distance.

"Other countries?" I asked curiously as I gently rubbed the blade with the whetstone.

"Yes, the United States, the United Kingdom, China, as long as there is no war, there are more than 80 children rescued by Father Peter from human traffickers in recent years, the Philippines is fortunately human trafficking is not very rampant, mainly in Thailand and India, especially India, the concept of preference for sons is extremely heavy, and the population is large, some little girls are sold by their parents at the age of seven or eight and sent to be prostitutes and temple slaves, and more are abducted and stolen by human traffickers, and many times Father Peter is also powerless."

The Goddess was never a sentimental person, she would not be as compassionate as the priest, she could give everything she could to help the children, but she would never give her life for them like Father Peter, because she was a mercenary in addition to being a devout believer, and no one lived more difficult than us.

"I'm curious, you said that the priest was a member of the Templar Order, but how do I think he looks weak?" The first time we met, he couldn't even dodge a blow from me, and he didn't look like a professional bodyguard.

"He was injured, his hamstring was broken, and he usually walked without seeing anything abnormal after the connection, but it still greatly limited his skills, and his legs couldn't be strained, otherwise he wouldn't retire and run here to be a priest, but his marksmanship is still first-class." The goddess raised her pistol and said.

"Really? There is a chance to try it out with him. I chuckled and inserted my saber into its scabbard.

"Knowing that you have good marksmanship, can you not show off everywhere?" The goddess gave me a blank look.

"Hehe, your man is not only good at marksmanship, but also more powerful in other aspects, before you go, do you want to get it!" I squatted in front of the goddess with a hippie smile on my face, tilting my head and leaning my face over.

"Phew, you're quite Yaxing, it's almost time, it's time to work." The goddess spat on me, then opened her mouth to bite my nose, leaving a row of tooth marks on the bridge of my nose.

I got a truck at night and arrived at the trading place two hours early, and it was not fuel-efficient lamps that dared to sell arms, although Caesar's name was very scary, but people had to guard against it.

Father Peter was supposed to come with him, but I stayed in the Holy See with me, bringing only two young and strong clergy to help carry the arms.

The car was parked on the side of the road three hundred meters away from the trading place, and I sat in the wheelhouse with a telescope to observe the surrounding situation, and carefully sailed the ship of ten thousand years, the wind and waves have come, and if the boat capsizes in the gutter, it will not be laughed off by the wolves.

At one o'clock in the morning, a light floated on the sea, and I got out of the car and walked to the beach and shook my flashlight at the sea a few times, and after a while, the other side also responded with the light.

There was not much time, a fishing boat slowly approached the shore, and there was a tall strong man on the boat, one meter nine tall, with a tiger's back and a bear's waist, with a stubble on his face, and a cigar in his mouth, grinning when he saw me, showing a mouthful of big yellow teeth.

"Caesar's mercenary's ace sniper assassin, haha, nice to meet you." The guy jumped off the boat, came over with a smile on his face, and came up to give me a hug, but I quickly stepped back and dodged it, only shaking his hand.

This guy is a little overzealous, and he doesn't know that he thinks we're old friends who haven't seen each other for a long time.

"You're Arowa?" I asked uncertainly, after killing the general, I can be said to have become famous in Southeast Asia, big and small warlords, drug lords, gangsters, all have heard my name, but few have seen me in person, this guy is also the number one, it is not surprising to know me, but I have no interest in him, if it weren't for the list, I wouldn't even know his name.

"Yes, it's an honor to work with Caesar's mercenaries." Aroa said politely.

"Are you ready for what I want?" I don't want to get tangled with him and get straight to the point.

"Of course, in addition to the ones listed on the list, I also gave an additional five thousand rounds of ammunition, all on board, and I will take you to inspect the goods." Aroa spoke, making a gesture of please.

"No, I'm sure you won't lie to me, that's a suicidal act." Actually, I wanted to get out of here, it's not very safe, there are always patrolling troops passing by on the streets, and it would be troublesome if they found out.

"Absolutely not, I do business with credit." Aroa obviously wanted to catch up with us, but when he saw my lukewarm attitude, he retreated, and I have to say that this guy is quite self-aware.

"Unload!" I turned around and waved behind me, and the goddess immediately drove the car over.

Arowa also instructed his men to unload the car, and together they helped load the car, while they were loading, I took out the phone and called the baby, because this place could not withdraw so much cash, I had to transfer the money to the account provided by Arova, and let the baby help transfer the money.

"Mr. Arowa, the money has been transferred to your account, you can check it." I hung up and walked over to Arova and said.

“OK！” Arowa waved his hand, and someone on the side immediately took out the phone, it is the rule to pay the money with one hand and deliver the goods with the other, of course, if someone wants to eat black, it is another matter, I don't have this idea for the time being, I believe that Arowa doesn't have the guts.

"Money is no problem, I hope we will have a chance to work together next time." Sure the money had arrived, Arova came over and shook my hand.

"There will be a chance, it's not peaceful here, it's better for you to leave quickly." I reminded you.

"You too, go, feel free to contact me if you need to." Aroa made a phone call, then turned and waved his men aboard.

I didn't bother to care if they could leave safely, and hurriedly beckoned the goddess to get into the car, because I saw lights flashing at the intersection in the distance, and it was estimated that the patrol was coming.

Lock the back car, the two church members hid in the munitions, I sat in the cab with the goddess, started the car and quickly turned into a small road, this is the route I have already designed, it is the most hidden road to the sea, from here is the main street, after bypassing the two intersections to the back door of the church, I have studied the route of the patrol, this path is out of range, it is the safest route around.

(End of chapter)