01．
There was a light rain early this morning, and the dark sky was raining non-stop. Because the rain was not very heavy, and coupled with the speed of evaporation, there was not much water on the ground after the morning. The light gray clouds in the sky vary in shades, the texture does not look soft, and the whole of Famagusta loses its color. Under the black clouds, the main church of the Dark Holy See is even more magnificent, majestic, and has a cult-style beauty.
After Monroe came out of the conference hall, he saw Hill in front of the window looking at the scenery outside. Although he was basically used to his disappearance, the distance from Magnolia City to the Dark Holy See was beyond human reach, so the door Luo still raised his eyebrows quietly: "You are here."
Hill looked at the fairy tales depicted on the broken glass. The devil crowned the dark pope. The white bone crown was coated with a layer of faith, which made the crown start to shine and became a typical pope's laurel crown in line with everyone's impression. Hill did not respond to Monroe's words, and answered the question irrelevantly: "I just passed by Magnolia City, and old Jackson's son Jefferson told me that there was another corruption incident under the Bird of Dawn."
Monroe didn't mind that Hill didn't respond to him, but followed Hill's words and said: "There are already a lot, and we need to think of an overall measure."
"Well. It's time to determine a system from bottom to top, and other organizations can refer to it in the future. It's not because of Little Jackson's ability that these things happened, it's just that they have never encountered these problems before. The so-called That’s pretty much what it feels like to cross the river by feeling the stones. But luckily, I’m there,” Hill said.
"Yes, lucky to have you," Monroe said.
Hill turned around, and Monroe saw the lover he hadn't seen for nearly a month, he hadn't changed a bit, and of course Monroe himself hadn't changed in the slightest, time had almost frozen on them, and they had now achieved a certain meaning The eternity in the world is also the anticipation of feelings. Then Hill smiled at Monroe. He never spared his smile to anyone. He smiled at his subordinates, at his friends, at strangers, and at his enemies.
This kind of Hill will give people a very special feeling. Some people think he is easy to get along with, some people think he is scary, and of course some people don’t know what to do with his smile (… ).
A paladin once said to Hill like this: "My lord, in fact, I have always wanted to tell you that you make me feel particularly insecure."
Hill's first sentence was: "Huh? Are you going to pry the corner of your captain's wall?"
Paladin: "Huh?"
Hill rubbed his chin and said, "Your words sound like what a girl and boy in love would say. I really like paladins, so you're really hinting..."
That Paladin Khan: "No, that's not what I mean, I just want to express that..."
"Oh, then you subconsciously want to poach Monroe's corner, is it so exciting?" Hill asked.
Seeing that the paladin wanted to dig a hole from the ground to bury himself, Hill became serious: "Sense of security, this kind of thing is not given to you by others, but you give it to yourself... Of course this If you put it in your situation, there must be other understandings."
"Ah, you mean..."
"I can give you whatever you want, money, glory, everything, I can give you. Except the sense of security." Hill said.
After finishing speaking, Hill couldn't help but smacked his lips, tsk, what he said, if it wasn't for this situation, he would be a proper scumbag.
— The memory ends.
"That's what you said." Hill laughed again, "Why are you blowing me up without thinking?"
"People without brains can't feel how powerful you are. People with more brains can perceive how powerful you are." Monroe retorted seriously: "So this is brain blowing, not brainless blow."
Hill laughed again, "Well, I actually have cheating."
"...don't understand what you're saying, but want to meet for lunch?" Monroe asked.
"Okay." Hill blinked, "So eat first or eat me first?"
Monroe thought for a moment: "Can I have one side?"
Hill:
... Grumbling.
After lunch in various senses, Hill went to his room in the Dark Vatican (it is said that he now has his own room in various places), then took out his mobile phone and started to adjust the system. While he was working on a dissertation on corporate management with his head swollen, there was a knock on the door.
Hill put down his phone and sensed that it was Monroe outside the door: "Come in."
Monroe walked into the room wearing a white linen robe, and he asked casually, "What were you doing just now, I didn't even notice when I got close."
Hill smiled and said, "I'm doing some very secret things, the kind I'm not going to tell you."
"Okay." Monroe smiled and did not continue to ask.
"Well, I have some ideas about the system mentioned in the morning. Come and discuss with me..."
The two started talking like this. At the end of the discussion, Hill suddenly poked his head out: "Aren't you curious about my past? And the secrets I told you?"
"Curious," Monroe replied.
"Then why don't you ask?" Hill asked.
"Because you didn't take the initiative to say, what matters is your present and future." Monroe said.
Hill curled his lips, "Nothing new, a standard answer in a romance novel."
Monroe: "Huh?"
"Haha, your reaction is kind of cute."
"Then I'll change it." Monroe thought for a moment, and said seriously: "See how I can deal with you and let you speak out?"
"Oh, that's the standard answer for a dull pornographic novel," Hill said.
Monroe touched the back of his head: "... Are the novels developing so fast now?"
Hill was once again lovable by Monroe's reaction: "Hahaha, there are traces of birds flying everywhere in the sky, you can't develop a new way of flying."
"Then I have no choice but to say what I want without any evasion." Monroe said, "At least for you."
"...ah, yes, that's fine with me."
At this time in the afternoon, the sky cleared up, the wind blew away the clouds, the sun melted the clouds and mist, and the sky seemed to be shining with crystal blue light, very translucent. very nice.
02．
Eutin Empire. Church of Light.
It was late at night when Teresa returned to the Holy See. He wanted to go back to see his father, but as soon as he entered the Holy City, a monk came and said that the Pope asked him to go back and go to him directly. Teresa slandered in her heart that if you don't sleep, I still want to sleep, but it was just a slander in her heart.
After meeting the Pope, the first thing the other party did was the kind of sanctimonious greeting, and then he asked Teresa a question that made Teresa feel that it was true: "What are you talking about?"
The pope still asked. Teresa sighed inwardly. It's just a mortal, of course a mortal, fortunately a mortal. After sighing, Teresa reported to the Pope the result of "what should they say in theory" discussed with Monroe's gaze.
"Yeah." The Pope of Light nodded: "I didn't expect Monroe to say these words. The Demon King's posture is too domineering... This probably has a lot to do with your previous attitude towards the Demon Race."
Teresa just nodded silently.
"It feels like you have become much firmer after this trip," the Pope said.
"Yeah." Teresa nodded.
"What's wrong?"
"confirmed."
After Teresa finished speaking, she raised her head and looked directly into the Pope's eyes, and said word by word: "In any case, the other party is an enemy, some things must be done by hook or by crook, and some things must be done."
The Pope did not blame him for presumptuousness at this time, but nodded with satisfaction: "I can feel your determination. Well, it's getting late, you go back and rest."
"Okay." After Teresa finished speaking, she saluted and left.
After he walked out of the church, he looked up at the sky. The darkness of the night expanded, and the starry sky seemed to be lit up in an instant, as if the gods had opened their eyes.
03．
The Neverland required by "Peter Pan Peter Pan" is slowly being arranged. After Hill has arranged all the major events in the near future, he is free. The work of the magazine has basically been handed over, unless he wants I have a sudden inspiration, otherwise I would not have asked about this aspect at all.
The overall quality of this magazine must have dropped a bit, but the quality is more than enough now.
Hill, who was free, went directly into vacation mode. He first went for a walk on the Death Bird for a while, and expanded the pirate immersive theater. Then Hill thought, is it possible to have an immersive theater with a doomsday theme? Ah, plus the nature of the battle royale. Oh, by the way, it seems that zombie movies can also be started, such as "The Walking Dead", "Resident Evil"... Hill is going to prepare these scripts and hand them over to the Lich Alighieri to shoot.
Hehehe, let the authentic grand lich shoot this kind of zombie film, it's exciting to think about it.
Hill has always yearned for the life of pirates, and of course he also understands that his yearning is after artistic processing. But now he has the ability to make reality the same as life after artistic processing.
Because of Hill's presence, the pirates on the Dead Bird have been eating delicious meals recently.
Hill's staple food tonight is the grouper, which is much more practical and delicious than carp. The braised grouper is slowly fried and roasted with a slow fire. The taste is delicious and tender, and the fragrance spreads far away. . Hill took a bite and put it in his mouth, feeling: "Irwin's craftsmanship is really getting better and better."
Erwen replied: "It's not that my craftsmanship is better, but that I gradually adjusted the seasoning ratio and taste that my king prefers bit by bit, so my king will feel that the food is getting better and better."
"I see." Hill nodded, and then took a bite of the paper-wrapped fish on the other side. This paper-wrapped fish has a lot of side dishes, and the fresh and tender fish has no spines. The outside is slightly burnt, and the water vapor is locked in the ingredients. Bite down and have rich flavor layers. The crispy burnt skin wraps the delicious fish meat, and it is hard to stop after one bite. In addition, all the cooking techniques mentioned by Erwin are constantly fine-tuned according to his own taste, and he immediately feels that living like this is really comfortable.
Blowing the sea breeze, eating delicious food, listening to the sound of the waves, and pirates singing beside you.
Hill couldn't help but narrow his eyes.
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