I started as a pirate and connected to other worlds

I Begin from Pirates and Connect to Another World Text Volume Chapter 113 The Russian adult driver is very aware of the strength of the young man in front of him, just like everyone in the family knows that Sith prefer ghosts to people.

The blizzard outside the car blurred the vision, and the north wind blowing from the coldest pole of the world made the coniferous forest roar.

Horns were blowing all around, and the shadows of several people could be vaguely seen in the wind and snow.

In the white snow, their appearance was so sudden and silent, like ghosts in legend.

But the Sith know that they are not, compared to ghosts, they are the real hunters.

They were wrapped in gray and white old robes, holding a spear, and riding on a tall horse. Their figures were so majestic in the wind and snow, just like the gods of war who sent down judgment for the gods.

"Sleipnir?"

Sith's face became serious, and his slender eyebrows were tightly knitted together in front of his forehead. He was no stranger to these guys.

An elite Russian adult troop with special mobile spiritual equipment and eight-legged metal horse Repnir as its mount.

Compared with the unattainable white book of annihilation, they are the real dark side of this country.

ghost? Goblin? Or pathetic traitors, or those poor people who are about to become political victims, everything is the target of their hunting.

They are a group of real monsters. On this permanently frozen land, except for the real masters, no one is their opponent.

The driver gritted his teeth. Compared to the Sith, he was the old rival of these guys.

More than ten years ago, in Russia's once-famous magic society, the astrology-casting brigade was uprooted by them. If it were not for the sudden appearance of Water from the Rear and William Orwell, this brigade would have become history.

Sith raised his head slightly, his eyes intertwined in the wind and snow.

"What are these guys doing here? Is there really a ghost on this road, or is there someone on this ice sheet who is even a little bit interested in me? It's really an annoying drama of infighting."

Sith's voice was a little low. As a rough stone wandering around Academy City, growing up stably was always an unattainable dream. Whether it was the United States, Russia, or Academy City, anyone interested in him There are always a lot of people.

Afterglow of the Cold War, the Soviets? Or the United States?

They are like two willful children with rising antagonism. No matter which company has invested a huge budget in superpowers.

And the original stone is their best experimental product.

With the collapse and disintegration of the Soviet Union, the Sith originally thought that the first person to come to their door would be the CIA.

George Kingdon, the lunatic who once led the Stargate Project. Even though the project has been shelved by the government and was deemed a pseudoscience that ate up a large amount of the budget, he still relies on his influence within the US government to collect information. The information and list of all the rough stones, and he always wanted to restart his research on super powers.

His person should have arrived first, why was it someone from the Russian Orthodox Church?

No, it’s not necessarily true. It’s also possible that there’s a ghost around me. For example, Elizabeth is a real old ghost.

Elizabeth's fair, even transparent hands pinched the soft flesh of his waist again.

I have to say, this really hurts, and of course, maybe this is an unexpected weakness.

"Take a good look at me. Don't think about these non-existent things all day long. No one can notice my existence in the cathedral. How can they notice me?"

Sis nodded. Elizabeth was right, but it could not be ruled out that it was the regional bishop Tai Cai.

The area where his family lived was sparsely populated and sparsely populated. Apart from a small amount of low-quality coal, there were no minerals at all. This was a rare thing in Siberia.

To some extent, the mainstay of the local economy now is his father’s self-financing greenhouse potato cultivation.

Although Sisi has always regarded it as a welfare project to stimulate local people's livelihood and re-employment, it does not rule out the possibility that some people will try it out and become an instant success.

After all, magic, superpowers, and angels are all out these days, and it doesn't seem impossible to make a fortune selling potatoes.

In short, being placed as a district bishop in a place like this is more like an expeditionary assignment than an ordinary job transfer.

Narrowing his eyes, Sis turned to look up at Mr. Driver.

As the remnants of the Astrology Troupe in Russia, although they have been protected by the Sith father, as someone who has personally experienced the dark side of this country, it seems that it is not impossible to face purge again. , on the contrary, the probability of this thing becoming a reality is very high.

"No...not me."

The driver hurriedly waved his hand to Sis, his forehead was full of sweat. The eldest young man in the family was good at everything, but he was bad at liking ghosts and having random thoughts.

Like ghosts?

You are the only child in the family, young master. If the family line disappears from your generation, you will be fully responsible.

If Lejia loses his queen, then...then what will he eat in the future?

Although he may be ahead of Le Xin, he does not regard Le Family as a short-term meal ticket that only lasts for one generation.

As the driver, no, he will be the butler after the British guy dies.

As a steward and a retainer, this position should be passed down from generation to generation, just like the knights and servants in the Middle Ages. He is a man who aspires to be a lifelong servant of the Le family.

Although the old man has been thinking about returning to his country since he passed away, more than ten years have passed, and even the young master has grown up, and the old man has not made any move to move.

This kind of groundless fake news is really despicable.

But if he really wanted to say it, the ghost from Hungary was definitely not a good match for the young master. As the black crown of Siberia, the young master still had to marry a Russian girl.

Towering greenhouses and beautiful potato flowers, such holy things should bloom throughout Siberia in the next generation.

Squeak!

Snow and ice shards the size of pebbles swept against the glass window of the off-road vehicle, pulling the driver's thoughts back from the sky and waving his hands.

"It's not me. Ever since Lord William Orwell became the Right Seat of God, the Russian Orthodox Church's pursuit of us has been cleared up. We have sworn to forget the past. The Russian Orthodox Church promised to let us go. Besides, the brigade headquarters is now There is no reason for the Russian adult church in the UK to continue to target me."

Sith nodded. This is true. The Astrology Troupe is just a group of little people. They are not much bigger than an ant in front of the three largest cross sects in the world. They are the kind of existence that can be killed but not killed.

Moreover, the headquarters is still there, and what the outside world should know has been known for a long time. It is simply not their style to go out for such innocuous things.