"Captain Bernadotte, what the hell is going on?"

"Will war be fought in London?"

"When did we become guards?"

"And what rich man wants to satisfy his desire to have an army?"

The subject of everyone's questioning, known as Captain Bernadotte, was a young man with a black blindfold on his left eye, a fierce temperament, and his whole body exuded the aura of a veteran of a hundred battles, which was difficult to ignore.

As soon as he spoke, the others fell silent, "No, it's not, although I don't know what to say, but our job in the future is to destroy monsters." ”

"Destroy monsters? Hey, hey, where are the monsters? ”

"In mythology? Do we struggle with books? ”

Everyone couldn't help but laugh, and the next moment...

"Hey, hey, look here! Look here! ”

The noise stopped briefly, and the mercenaries' eyes were focused on Silas, and it was the first time that she was being noticed by so many people, which made her a little uncomfortable. But there is no way, after all, I have already taken this job that I can't refuse, so I can only do it hard.

"When you heard you mention monsters just now, you don't seem to believe that there are monsters in this world, do you? Also, after all, you've never come into contact with the kind of vampire who can't grow old if you suck blood, and vampires aren't like you see in books, as long as you have holy water, garlic, and white stakes can kill him. Only by cutting off his head, destroying his heart, and burning him to ashes can the vampire be effectively killed. ”

Hearing Silas's words, the mercenaries scoffed.

"It's stupid, that's it."

"It's like a horror story about putting a child to sleep."

"What vampires are there in this world?"

Silas retorted, slowly raised his right hand, and said with an embarrassed expression, "I'm sorry, I just..."

Everyone was silent, and then the hall burst into laughter, and a cute teenage girl claimed to be a vampire? Is there anything more ridiculous and funny than this?

But seeing that the captain of Bernadotte slowly got up, he walked towards Silas with a playful face, "I said, lovely young lady, it's better not to pretend to be a ghost..."

As he spoke, he reached out and grabbed Silas.

Bang!

Bernadotte's mind was a little dazed, he didn't understand what had just happened, he just felt a pain in his forehead, and before he could react, one pain after another hit.

And what he didn't know was that the others were already stunned.

What could be more shocking than the near-invincible captain in their minds who was almost blown out and bleeding from a young girl's brain?

After all, Bernadotte's physical fitness is stronger than the average person, and after Silas relented, he covered his swollen forehead, and he looked incredulous, "What kind of strength and speed is this?" It's just a flick of your fingers..."

"Now you believe it, right?" Silas picked his face, looking helpless, "To be honest, I don't want to do it, but I can't help it in order to get the job done." From now on, you will encounter people who may be weaker than me or stronger than me, so please put away your initial contempt, because this is more dangerous than when you were fighting. If you fight a human being, you may have a half chance of surviving, and if you fight a monster, you may not even have a half chance. ”

Bernadotte was stunned when he heard this, and then an interested smile appeared on his face, "This is exactly what I want!" ”

While Silas was entertaining the new mercenaries, Intergula also received an invitation letter from Section 13 of the Betrayal, with the signature on it being known to almost everyone in the circle.

"Vatican Secret Service Section 13, [Betrayer] Director, Enrique Maxwell!"

After opening a new one and browsing it for a while, Entegula couldn't help frowning, "This guy, ask me to meet at the Royal Museum at three o'clock in the afternoon, and say that he has the information we want." ”

Walter smiled slightly, "So, Miss, have you decided to go to the appointment?" ”

"Of course! If I don't figure out what it is, I'm afraid I'll have trouble sleeping in the future. ”

The Royal Museum, the time arrived on time at three o'clock in the afternoon.

Changing into a dress, Intergula's face was a little impatient, in aristocratic etiquette, in the gentleman's style, punctuality is a necessary condition, as a man took the initiative to invite a woman, he would be late, if this practice was changed to another time, I am afraid that the person concerned would have already brushed his sleeves away, or never associated with this person again.

But the head of Maxwell's agency seemed to have no fear, and some of them were suspected of doing it deliberately.

"Walter, do you think they deliberately brought us here, there are traps and something set up here?"

Facing Intergula's inquiry, Walter slowly shook his head, "Miss, I don't think the other party has the courage to do it in broad daylight, not to mention that this is still on our own territory." ”

"So I can tell if the other party did it on purpose." Intergula's face turned even colder.

At this moment, an old man and a young man, two people who were different from ordinary people in terms of dress and temperament slowly approached, only to hear the young man with white hair, ponytail and glasses, and polite and polite smile, "It's really worthy of the Royal Library, it looks very shocking..."

"yes..."

When the young man noticed that Intergula and Walter were standing quietly under the agreed painting, he couldn't help but be stunned, and asked his companions, "Are we late?" ”

The old man nodded slightly, and said nonchalantly, "It seems like this." ”

The young man immediately looked apologetic, and his footsteps did not stop, "It's not interesting, because I want to see here, so..."

"Don't come any closer!" Intergula snorted coldly, and suddenly the young man paused in embarrassment, "What the hell is the Vatican going to do?" And it's a slaughter organ [Betrayer] that weeping children stop crying when they hear it! ”

The young man looked helpless, "I seem to be hated, first let me introduce myself, I am the commander of the [Betrayer], Enrique Maxwell, it is a pleasure to meet you, Miss Intergula." ”

"Introduce yourself without it, just say anything quickly!" Intergula didn't intend to waste time with this person, not to mention that the other party had already wasted a lot of her time.

"Don't be so picky, I'm not here to quarrel with you today." Maxwell looked helpless, as if he were a nice gentleman with a kind personality.

However, Intergula didn't like him, "Hell, you have seriously violated the agreement by sending a surrogate priest, Alexander Anderson, to Bedolik in Northern Ireland, and attacking my agent, almost causing death and injury, how can you forget this kind of thing..."

Syllable!

At some point, Maxwell crushed the glasses that had been taken off, changed his previous appearance as a good man, and sneered, "So what? I don't care how many of you Protestants die, I wouldn't talk to you lowly people if it weren't for the Pope's personal order, you only deserve to shut up and listen to me, Protestant sow! ”

Should it be said that it is in its original form, or is it its nature? His character is as bad as being the head of the organization called "Betrayer", and he has a serious psychology of discrimination against heretics and heretics.

Intergula was indifferent to Maxwell's insults, because she knew that someone would help her get her face back, and this person was now on the move.

"Sow, you say? It is worthy of the 13th subject, which even children dare not cry when they hear it, and the words that come out are really unusual, and it has been like this since 2000 years ago, and you Rome have not changed at all! Passing through the wall, Accardo appeared not far away, a mocking look on his face.

In the face of ridicule, Maxwell didn't care, but said with a smile, "Vampire Accardo, Hellsing's garbage disposal captain, the trump card of monsters, today is the first time I've seen it, first time I meet, Accardo, my name is Maxwell..."

"First meeting, Maxwell, and then, goodbye!"

Accardo is not the kind of person who can sit idly by and ignore his master when he is insulted, but when he saw him take out his gun and aim at Maxwell, he sneered, "You insulted my master, don't think about getting out of here alive, human, I'm going to kill you!" ”

Faced with the threat of death, Maxwell didn't care, but joked, "It's really terrible, being held to your head by such a terrible bodyguard with a gun." Since you choose to make a move, then I can only accompany you, and now enter a state of confrontation..."

As he spoke, he snapped his fingers lightly, "Anderson!" ”

At the end of the corridor, the priest thrust his sword into the ground and recited a Bible passage in his mouth, "Pray to me, and I will give you an inheritance to all your kingdoms, and all to the end of the earth will be yours." Thou wilt, thou wilt take the rod of black iron and crush them like pottery: therefore, kings, arise to receive the instruction of the judges, and serve thy Lord with fear, and go to war with joy, and kiss thy children, for the Daughter of Heaven shall send thee into destruction, and the wrath of which shall spread so rapidly shall consume all things, and they shall become knowledgeless to rely on..."

Maxwell, who was still smiling at first, heard Anderson's words, the more he listened, the more wrong he became, and those who were familiar with him knew that he had moved his unending murderous intent, his face immediately changed, and he hurriedly blocked Anderson's way, "No, stop, Anderson, I can't do it yet..."

But where can Maxwell stop Anderson? It is as weak as an infant against an adult.

Forcing Maxwell away, Anderson looked directly at Accardo, "Obviously it only takes one blow to solve the matter, leave the enemy in front of you alone, what kind of betrayer, what kind of Vatican,"

Accardo also paced forward at this moment, with an excited smile on his face.

When the two were still a few steps away, they drew their weapons at the same time with full tacit understanding, forming a confrontation situation, as if the painting under the two of them!

"That's right, no, so come, priest of Judah!"

"Hehehe... It's not like last time, vampire..."

invariably put down the cruel words, and the battle between the two was about to break out.

And Intergula and Maxwell, who are their managers, are secretly saying that they are not good, obviously they just want to confront each other, but once it turns into a battle and destroys the Royal Museum, then the problem is serious.

However, they both know each other's subordinates what their personalities are, and they are a little helpless for a while.

Just as the two of them were about to start, they suddenly saw Silas slowly walking past them with a group of old and weak women and children, judging their appearance, clothing, and weapons, without the slightest fear.

As the crowd slowly walked by, Accardo put away his gun expressionlessly, "It seems that there is no atmosphere of fighting." ”

Anderson nodded slowly, "Ah, that's true." ”

"Go home and sleep! I woke up very sleepy early in the morning! With that, Accardo slowly turned away, as if the person holding the gun was not him.

At the same time, Anderson turned around slowly, and as he passed by Maxwell, he stopped and said, "Chief, I'm back in Rome, and this is a really good museum, so bring the children from the orphanage with you next time?" ”

"Ah, I see..."

Anderson continued to move forward, and his mouth couldn't help but be broken, "Next time you want to kill him, you must kill him!" ”

Before Maxwell could breathe a sigh of relief, Intergula's laughter came from behind him, "It seems that we all have subordinates who are a headache for us, don't you say, boar?" ”

Maxwell patted his head with a depressed face, "Did you return the salute just now?" Forget it, I'll put up with it. Let's go to the café outside and say it's okay, right? ”

Intergula nodded slowly, "Yes." ”

The two of them are actually smart people, and the first time they met, to put it bluntly, was actually to give each other a dismount, trying to occupy a certain initiative from the future, but it is obvious that the two of them almost shot themselves in the foot because of Accardo and Anderson's nonsense, and now they are back to normal.

Silas couldn't help but rejoice when he saw that he had resolved a crisis, especially after seeing Walter give her a thumbs up. She's such an easy person to satisfy, but if only the boss could praise her.

But after thinking about it, if I told him what happened just now, I couldn't help but think of him and said seriously, "Why stop it?" It's none of my business to hit the brain, the bigger the trouble, the better, what does it have to do with me? Don't you think that the more chaotic it is, the better it is to fish in troubled waters? You're losing a lot of opportunities by doing that. ”

"That's supposed to be the case, right?" Silas picked at her cheeks and couldn't help twitching the corners of her mouth, the boss of her family is this kind of person who is afraid that the world will not be chaotic.

But speaking of which, where could the people who didn't see him early this morning go? It's the first time I've seen him so mysterious.

At the same time, Edwin, who was thousands of miles away, couldn't help but squint his eyes as he looked at the endless stretch of yellow sand.

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