Today, I swear to protect women and children.
Today, I swear that I will treat my brothers and friends sincerely.
Today, I swear that I will never part with what I love.
Today, I swear I will be absolutely loyal to the national newspaper.
Today, I swear that I will stick to the knight creed.
Today, I swear that I will turn my heart to justice, I will defend my home with my sword, and I will be holy in my heart to dispel evil.
Today, I swear that I will remember humility, honesty, compassion, justice, sacrifice, honor and pure soul flowing through my body.
Today, I swear that I will be fearless, courageous, loyal, loyal and upright, and protect the weak.
Today, I swear that I will always be loyal to the Judicial Order.
Saint Elvina is my witness that Chris Ryan will never break his word.
……
However, who dares to think that the presiding judge of the high-spirited judicial order now appears in front of everyone and old Jerry in such a mess?
With the violent offensive of the strong man in the north becoming more and more fierce, Chris Ryan was able to resist, and the onlookers on the scene also expressed deep sympathy for the second back fall he had just experienced.
But just when everyone in the old pub thought Chris Ryan would lose in this unnecessary fight, he slapped everyone in the mouth.
As soon as Chris Ryan fell to the ground, he suddenly stretched out his legs and let himself wrap up the strong man in the north as if he were a part of others’ body, so he hung up the strong man in the north. Before everyone came to their senses, they saw that he had given the strong man in the north his head to embrace his chest, and then he directly raised his right arm in front of everyone and let his elbow yell at the top of the skull of the strong man in the straight north, which was severely smashed.
At this blow, the strong man in the north got up and swayed, and then he collapsed after two steps. Obviously, he fainted
Struggling to get up from a pile of ruins, then looking down and lying unconscious, Chris Ryan, a strong man in the north, maliciously spit out a bloody spit at each other
When everything was calm, Chris Ryan put one hand over his double-ribbed position and then slowly bent down. God gave himself a chair that fell to the ground because of a struggle between two people, and then he sat down on the chair.
With the other hand, I dialed all the broken things in the bar to Chris Ryan, and then I asked the beautiful female bartender in the bar for a new glass of spirits, and then I raised my head and drank all the spirits in the cup.
Watching yourself torn by the other side because of the fight just now has lost its shape and clothes. Chris Ryan not only has a weak smile.
This will cost money again …
At this time, old Jerry slowly pushed the crowd in front of him, and then he quietly came to Chris Ryan’s side and studied the middle-aged man in front of him.
"(Seven Cities Alliance) Old man, I said you were going to stare at me. When will I have no money to buy you another drink?"
Chris Ryan said it in a seemingly airy way and looked down at the glass in front of him. He just didn’t go to see old Jerry.
"Archbishop Anthony sent me to you, and he said you could help us through this impending disaster."
Although Chris Ryan didn’t look at old Jerry just now, old Jerry’s eyes never left him, not even for a quarter of an hour.
"(seven-city alliance lingua franca) Oh, it was old Anthony who asked you to come to me? I said, old man, do I look like you? Do I look like the kind of person who saves the world to you? "
Chris Ryan tapped the glass in front of him with his finger as he spoke, indicating that the beautiful waitress would fill it with new wine for him.
"I don’t look like you, but if Archbishop Anthony says you are, I will believe you are."
Glancing at the table and being filled with glasses again, old Jerry looked at Chris Ryan’s face again and then gently responded to each other.
"Yes, I’m not the kind of person you need. If I can’t save myself, how can I save heaven and man? Old guy, I let you down. "
Words show Nai and loneliness, eyes show sadness and memories.
Chris Ryan’s eyes turned slightly red when he drank a new glass of wine, but he skillfully suppressed the sadness in his heart so that he didn’t look so fragile at this time.
"Archbishop Anthony told me your story before I left. I am sorry for what happened to your wife, but I believe Archbishop Anthony’s judgment and judgment. Since the Archbishop will choose you, I firmly believe that you will save Chris, the heaven. Don’t forget the oath you made."
And just as Chris Ryan was about to ask for another glass of wine, old Jerry quickly reached out his hand, and then his palm firmly covered the glass in front of them, giving the waitress an unnecessary look, before he looked at himself. The man full of stories said slowly
"Now that you know all about me, it’s even more important for you to leave. The oath has betrayed me, and the faith in my heart has also betrayed me. I can’t see hope, but I may have witnessed more killings and deaths. What you said in your oath is nothing in my heart. Go, take a message to old Anthony for me when the waves are over here. At the beginning, the Holy See betrayed me, and now I will also betray the Holy See."
At this point, Chris Ryan took the lead in turning away from the blood stains on his generous back and back.
Watching Chris Ryan leave, old Jerry’s heart is like eating a big bowl of flies. The other person’s words make him sick, but even so, he still chooses to firmly believe that the other person is the important person he needs
At this time, what old Jerry has to do is to repeat everything Chris Ryan just said to old Anthony intact.
Chapter three hundred and one To Alice
I can’t believe I miss you again …
I’ve forgotten you for a long time. I’ve forgotten you completely …
I don’t remember you in my own memory. You’re gone …