Ronan frowned. He was obviously hiding in the darkness with no light source around him. How could he be discovered
"Who are you?" His voice was full of vigilance.
"Lord Lust, I have been informed by Lord Arrogance and am here as your servant."
The corner of Ronan's mouth twitched. Why did the title Master Lust sound similar to the monk who quit lust
Not that it sounds bad, but it always feels weird.
"Just call me Sir."
"Yes, sir, please wait here." After saying that, the voice began to move away.
Ronan was a little surprised to be treated like a servant.
The treatment of this holy association seems to be much higher than that of the old association.
During the few days when he was the envoy of the old society, none of his subordinates came to recognize him.
On the contrary, Seven Deadly Sins took the initiative to arrange servants.
only…
Ronan turned around and looked at the disgusting ritual just now.
I hope this servant can be normal and not be as crazy as those gray robe believers.
Thinking of this, he called up the system and saved a file first.
It is a good habit to archive at any time.
After a while, the man who claimed to be a servant returned with a green oil lamp.
With the help of the green light, Ronan could clearly see his figure.
He is about two meters tall, with a light gray robe covering his body, and a mask on his face, so his appearance cannot be seen clearly.
"My lord, please."
He followed the servant back to the stone slab where he had woken up.
"etc."
Ronan stopped the tall servant in front of him and considered his words: "I have just become the Seven Deadly Sins not long ago, and I don't know many things clearly. Now I ask, and you answer, do you understand?"
"Okay, sir." The servant turned around, placed the oil lamp on the ground, then knelt down on one knee and pressed his left chest with his right hand. : "I swear in the name of lust, I will tell you everything you ask."
Satisfied with this humble attitude, Ronan nodded and asked, "What's your name?"
"Magret, my lord."
"Do you know just now..." Ronan pointed in the direction he came from: "Do you know what those people were doing?"
"That's a ritual to worship the gods, my lord."
"Sacrifice to the gods?" Ronan licked his lips and changed the subject: "Who is that man in black robe?"
"It's Lord Gluttony." Gray's voice was a little dry, and his words were mixed with a strange sound that sounded like bubbles.
Gluttony
Ronan cleared his throat and found out he was a colleague of the Seven Deadly Sins.
This style of conduct and sacrificial rituals are really crazy.
"My servant, are you the only one?"
"Sir, the others are women and children. If you need anything, I'll be there."
"Only women and children are left?" Ronan keenly captured the meaning behind this sentence and asked, "Where are the others?"
Gray's head drooped, as if remembering some bad memory: "They accompanied Lord Ren Lu to the Eastern Kingdom, but there is no news yet."
Ronan nodded with understanding. Since he was suppressed by the divine beast, the group must have been destroyed.
After touching his chin and thinking for a moment, he raised his eyes and asked, "Do you know where greed is?"
According to the surveillance camera installed on the second floor of Catherine's house, Lao Guangqing personally admitted it.
Half a year ago, she used a forbidden spell and glanced at Hastur's back, almost breaking down and dying.
The person who saved Lao Guangguang at that time was the greed of the Holy Society.
According to Lina, among the Seven Deadly Sins, there are also people who collect parchment fragments.
If nothing else, it’s probably the same person who is greedy.
"Yes, sir."
"take me."
"Okay, sir." Gray stood up, his strong body like a hill, and walked in front.
The space in the cave is very large, a bit beyond Ronan's imagination.
After walking for several minutes, Gray led him into a corner of the cave and stopped.
"Here we are, my lord."
The two are still in a cave.
At the top of the cave, a hole with a diameter of about ten meters was opened.
The bright moonlight shone down and fell on the stone pillar in front.
Ronan rubbed his eyebrows. The fog was too thick when he woke up during the day. He should have arrived at Blackwater Island at noon or afternoon.
It's already night now when I see the bright moonlight.
This shows that the baptism time of the holy church is longer than that of the old church.
Two huge and ugly things crouched on the stone pillars on both sides of the door.
Under the moonlight, the cold, toad-like object looked extremely terrifying.
It has a bloated body, and its face should be that of some kind of animal, which is a bit disgusting.
Those huge bulging eyes give people a weird feeling.
Like a stingy miser, his eyes are full of greed.
It's really weird that just a stone statue can reflect this feeling.
"Just stand here and don't move." Ronan looked at his servant Gray and swallowed the sentence about buying oranges.
"Yes, sir."
Ronan walked through two stone pillars and came to a door made of a large thick oak board with a ridiculously large iron knocker on it.
Taking a deep breath, the cold air in his lungs cheered him up.
After saving the file, Ronan pulled the pulley and pushed open the wooden door.
There was an excavated passage inside, which was dimly lit.
At the end of the passage, there was a half-open door, revealing a faint light.
Ronan groped the stone wall and reached the end.
The door was open, and he started to look inside through the barbed wire fence.
A lot of debris that he couldn't name were piled on the ground haphazardly.
In line with the principle of courtesy first, attack later, Ronan knocked on the door.
Boom boom.
"Who is it?" This was a rather old voice, with a bit of a cigarette voice.
"I am the new Lust and I have something important to discuss with you."
"roll!"
Ronan shook his head and showed no intention of retreating. Instead, he raised his voice: "What if it's news about the parchment fragments?"
With the sound of some bottles and cans being dumped, an old man about fifty years old came into view.
Greed is not tall, less than 1.7 meters tall, but his body proportions are well proportioned, neither fat nor thin.
He was wearing a black robe, and his wrinkled face showed a proud but not conceited look, which was completely inconsistent with the image of a miser that Ronan imagined.
The greedy chin is surrounded by an iron-gray beard, and a pair of old-fashioned gold-rimmed pince-nez perches on the hooked nose, slightly blocking the dark and deep eyes.
Coupled with the exquisite wooden cane in his hand, he seemed to be an old scholar who was studying with great concentration.
Greedy walked to the door and gently poked Ronan's chest with his stick: "New to Lust? Ha, I've heard of you, kid."
He put his stick on the ground and smiled half-heartedly: "You just...mentioned the fragments of parchment? How many are there?"
"Three, the numbers should be 4, 5, and 8."
A flash of light flashed in Greedy's eyes, but he quickly hid it: "How do I remember that Arrogance said she destroyed it herself?"
"The parchment is indeed destroyed, but I remember the contents."
"Oh, that's it." Greedy drawled a long note with deep meaning.
As he muttered words, the narrow passage suddenly became covered with a layer of sea-blue mucus, blocking the escape route: "We're all here, let's talk."