Edge of the Apocalypse

Chapter 277: First Acquaintance

Father Miro murmured, "There must be a devil living under your envoy's face."

"What are you talking about?"

"No nothing!"

"Then Young Master Allen, you didn't come to inform me about the knowledge of first aid in the battlefield, did you?"

In the church, Father Miro held the Holy Scripture and took a seat. "You're here to hear the story, aren't you?"

"Well, tell me, Father. Tell me about my father."

"About this matter." Father Miro coughed softly and said, "In fact, after you left, Lord Horn went to the church to find me."

"Grandpa?" Ellen looked up in surprise.

Miro smiled self-deprecatingly. "Yes, Master Horn must have thought that I met your liar somewhere. I've probably screened my background several times in private. Unfortunately, I do know your troublesome father, so he asked me to stay. However, he has one condition."

"What conditions?"

"Master Horn hopes that I won't reveal too much about your father. So look, Young Master Allen, it's not that I don't want to tell you about Archimedes "

Alan interrupted him, "Father Miro, there's one thing you need to know. You can stay in Babylon with the right of abode granted to me by the Federation. If I withdraw that right."

Miro shook his head and smiled bitterly, "I knew you were as troublesome as Archimedes. Alright, I can tell you. But on Lord Horn's side, you have to hide more for me. That old man is also someone I can't afford to offend."

"Of course."

'"It's true that I've known Archimedes for a long time. But I'm not him. It's just that that man likes to drink too much and always comes to me to complain when he's free. That's why I know something about him. But I don't know anything about him either. So, what do you want to know about him?"

Alan thought for a moment and said, "Did he tell you how he and my mother met?"

Miro rolled his eyes up and said, "About this, I seem to have heard him say it." Let me see, by the way, that was many years ago. However, that day was very special. A rainstorm caused the tower in the town to overturn, and the town was about to turn into a big pond. That was the day Archimedes came again. It's been almost three months since I last saw him "

The sky was gloomy and the rain did not seem to stop. The tower overturned and the sewer was blocked, turning most of the town into a pond. In such terrible weather, Throne Miro could only hide in his small church. The newly repaired ceiling began to leak again under the heavy rain, which made the church very wet. Father Miro had to light a fire in the fireplace to disperse the cold and moist air.

When he drank a third of the bitter old wine, knocks came from outside the door. Father Miro thought that he had heard wrongly. After all, in such a bad weather, who else would come to church? Even those who claimed to be the most faithful were now hiding in their warm homes, not bothering to pay attention to this pitiful chapel that could collapse at any moment in the wind and rain.

"Coming" Father Miro stood up reluctantly. Before he could open the door, the door to the auditorium was kicked open. Yu Fen carried the cold wind and immediately drilled in from outside, causing Father Miro to roar a few times. He roared angrily, "Damn it, which one is blind? Do you know that if you break the door, it will damage the sacred object "

"Damage to the sacred object requires a huge amount of compensation!" The priest emphasized the word "huge".

"You greedy old thing, sooner or later, you will die in the pile of money." A figure crawled in from outside the door and casually kicked it shut. Unfortunately, the door shook too hard, and the bolt on the frame was knocked down. As a result, the door plank leaned against the side, revealing a corner, allowing the cold wind and rain powder outside the door to drill into the church.

Only then did Miro see that this rude fellow had covered his tail tightly with a blanket with a sunflower pattern. Of course, due to the heavy rain, the blanket was already soaked, making his entire body continuously drip with water. He took off the wet blanket and threw it to the ground. Immediately, a bloody aura appeared in the air of the church.

"Archimedes?" '"Damn it, you bastard!" Miro cried out when he saw his face. "I didn't even count on you the last time I kicked the wooden bars of my church, but this time you broke my door again. You're still bleeding. This is a defilement of the Holy Land, you know!"

He walked over carelessly, first picked up the priest's wine and took a sip, then scolded, "It's really ugly."

Then, he took off his coat and casually wiped off the water droplets. Then, he drenched the wine on his wounds like disinfectant. The wounds had been sewn up, but blood oozed out again. After washing the inferior wine, he only frowned.

Miro wanted to kick this bastard out of the church, but he knew that even a hundred of them were no match for this man. He could only moan, "My wine. Bastard, what are you doing? You're injured."

He sat down beside the fireplace. The backlight made Miro unable to see his face clearly, but he felt that he was smiling.

He smiled and said with a smile, "This business is interesting, Father. There's just a small problem."

Milo glanced at his injuries and said, "You have a lot of problems."

"It was quite troublesome, but it was very interesting. You know what? I got a big deal on Black Street. Someone wanted to buy the life of a big family member. It was originally quite smooth. The boss provided accurate information, and I successfully killed the target's family guard. But in the end, I still screwed up."

"Crash into someone from another clan?"

"No, that's a woman. An interesting woman. She said she could double the price on condition that she leaves her family and Babylon." "Oh, her name is Lanny, and she is Miss Bescot's daughter." He laughed happily.

Miro was startled, "Beth Cod? You went to assassinate Beth Cod's man, you lunatic! And you killed her?"

"No, why would I kill such an interesting woman? That's why I said I screwed up. No, the buyer is sending out assassins to kill me. However, they are all trash. From Babylon to Black Iron Town, I killed three black balls." He stretched and said, "But I have an appointment with that woman. I'll go find her in a while."

"You want to take her away? Idiot, that's Beth Cod. If you take her daughter away, you won't be hunted by three hunting squads!" Miro almost cried out.

He answered lazily, "What does it matter?"

"Of course, Beth Cod will definitely dig out your information. And I will be implicated because of you. Oh my God, I'm just a poor priest. Why would I have anything to do with you, you bastard?"

"So long-winded, why don't we kill you here first?"

"What are you talking about? I thought we were friends. Even if we get into trouble, I won't frown."

"But why are your eyebrows already knitted together?"

"That's just my habit, bastard."

He laughed and stood up. "I'm going to bed. As usual, please prepare wine and food for me. This is yours."

A bag almost smashed into the priest's face. Miro picked it up and opened it. There were a few irregular gold nuggets inside. He immediately put it away, shook his head and sighed, "You bastard only has this little bit of benefit."

After a week in church, he left. But this time he came back very quickly. In less than half a month, the man returned to the church.

He was a little gloomy when he came back this time.

Miro threw him a bottle of shitty wine. "You screwed up again?"

"It seems so." He took a sip of the wine and said, "I think I'm in love, Father."

Miro almost spat out the wine he drank. Even if he said that he would not be surprised if he killed the priest, he actually said that he was in love. That young, rude bastard who treated murder as food actually said that he was in love?

"If you show that expression again, I'll rip your poor head off."

In order not to say goodbye to his body, Miro put on a serious expression, "It's not surprising that you're in love. De, it's time for you to find a woman. Look at how old you are, right?"

"If I hear that disgusting name again, I can kill you for free."

Miro finally couldn't help but roar, "Bastard, how can a guy like you who only knows how to fight and kill fall in love? You must have lost your mind, right?"

"How would I know," he sighed, "but I find it pleasant to be with her. You see, even if her bodyguards find me, I just knocked her out and didn't kill her. It must be the magic of love."

"This is as ridiculous as a demon wanting to convert to my Lord."

"What did you say, Father?"

"Nothing, I just want to say. If you love her, give her happiness."

"How about this? Alright then." He drank all the wine in one gulp and prepared to leave.

Miro asked casually, "Where are we going?"

"Babylon." He turned around with a grin on his rough face. "She said she wanted to leave Babylon, so I'll take her away. Then she'll be happy."

At this point, Father Miro raised his head and looked at Alan. Ellen didn't know whether to laugh or cry. "Don't tell me that my father took my mother away from the family. How much of it was because of you?"

Miro smiled and said, "Look, I didn't do it on purpose. Who knew that bastard oh, no. Your father, he was a little rash."

This was not just recklessness, this was simply baffling. Alan thought to himself.