I started as a pirate and connected to other worlds

Chapter 4 of the main volume of I Connected to Different Worlds from One Piece: I am just a lv, what bad intentions can I have? After ruling out other options in his mind, the goal of Russian adult religion became clear at a glance. It was him, that's right.

Slowly opening the car door, the fierce cold wind suddenly poured in.

Sith tightened his woolen collar. The low temperature of dozens of degrees below zero really made people shiver all over. Compared with the elite Russian adult troops in front of him, this bad weather was more terrifying.

He is not a Russian magician or nun, a lunatic who can endure the cold wind and exercise in the permafrost, or an expert. He is just an ordinary superpower. He has been frozen for a long time, but maybe Will die.

Looking up and squinting at the elite soldiers on horseback not far away, Sisi straightened the brim of his hat, staggering a little in the sudden cold wind.

Facing ordinary people, in this world that can be called home, the Russian adult priest who possesses the mobile spiritual equipment with the same name as the mythical Odin's Pegasus Repnir and the powerful physique obtained after long-term hard training is naturally unfavorable, but unfortunately , what they faced this time was not ordinary people.

The Sith were not worried that they would use the saint's superior combat power. After all, on paper, he was still a level 4 person with great abilities.

As for the Black Crown of Siberia?

Humph, everyone who should understand knows that this title was originally created by the Russian adult religion to oppose Academy City. They should believe in the data they see on paper more than this illusory false signal.

"Mr. Sis, could you please come with us?"

Condescendingly, the soldier held a spear in his hand, pointed the tip of the spear at Sith's eyes, and said indifferently. The cold wind blew the flaxen robes on their bodies, and Sith could not tell the difference based on the sound alone. Is it a priest or a nun?

However, in this world, it is stupid to judge the strength of men and women based solely on their gender.

There are seven announced level 5s in Academy City, and six of them are known to him. Among them, three are guaranteed to be women. Half of Academy City's country is held by women. If they are considered to be level 4 people with great abilities, the number is even greater. There are more, and it is very likely to surpass men.

Even within the church, the power of women is unprecedentedly powerful. Laura Stewart, the supreme bishop of the English Puritan Church, the wind in front of the right seat of the Roman Orthodox God, and Vasilissa, the leader of the Annihilation White Book, Which one of them is not famous, and which one cannot make children cry at night?

Women are never weak and do not need mercy from others. What is true women’s rights? That's when a woman can take power and strength for granted.

No one can question Laura's strength and wisdom. She is a female fox. Anyone who dares to underestimate her will be played around by her.

Compared to some leaders in the online world, this person is a true feminist leader in the eyes of the Sith.

Of course, this is a bit far. The person standing in front of him now is neither the Supreme Bishop Laura Stewart nor the leader of the Annihilation White Book, Vasilisa. He, or she, is just an ordinary member of the Russian adult religion. Just one member.

"Mr. Sis, don't resist. The Patriarch just wants to see you. Please come with us."

The figure in the wind and snow increased his voice and repeated what he had just said. Sleipnir beneath him took a step forward slightly, with a cold light flashing on the tip of his gun. These people did not look like they were invited. , but rather like catching.

"Patriarch? Clance R. Tualuski?"

Sis shrugged his shoulders, trying to make himself look more calm, but the weather was too cold, and he couldn't pretend to be an upper-class person even though he was shivering.

Although he wasn't originally, even if he put on a tailor-made black suit and combed his hair, he was just an ordinary handsome kid with hesitation in his eyes, without the lame London accent of the old aristocrats. .

"Please be respectful, and if possible, I hope you will add the word "Your Majesty" after Clance R. Tualuski.

The soldier seemed a little dissatisfied with Sith's attitude. He glared at him with a vicious look and said to him in a cold voice. It seemed that if he continued to treat the name of their holy patriarch so lightly, he would kill Sith. Make a hole.

"Humph."

Sis covered his nose with his left hand, and he let out a vague sneer. His eyebrows were raised in the cold wind. He was a little dismissive of the soldiers' words.

"His Royal Highness Clance R. Tuarulsky? The Russian Patriarch who is two years older than me and has been used as a puppet for a long time as if he were dancing in his father's suit? Oh, don't make fun of me. I'm afraid his order can't even get out of the church built like a palace. Don't worry and say it boldly. I will keep it a secret for you. Who is it? Who sent you here? "

"You? Damn it!"

The soldier's voice was stern, as if he had been greatly insulted, and the sharp spear in his hand was stabbed directly towards the Sith's lower abdomen.

He wanted to teach this guy a lesson and let him know that the majesty of their Russian adult religion was not so easy to provoke.

Whoosh!

The cold light on the spear tip merged with the surrounding snowflakes, and the speed was extremely fast. This was another standard spiritual outfit.

It's such an abominable religious country, and it uses taxpayers' money to buy its own equipment. This kind of existence with the support of a country is really enviable.

But he's not bad either.

Sith's eyes swept around, and it seemed that not everyone wanted to take action against him, and two even wanted to step forward and hold their companions.

But it doesn't matter, he doesn't like others looking at him condescendingly anyway.

He moved forward with his right hand. His speed was much faster than that of the soldiers. Before the spear fell, his hand grasped the tip of the spear, which was wrapped with a black substance that looked like wrought iron.

"What did you want to say just now?"

Sith raised his head, shadows were flowing under his eyes, and darkness slipped from his pupils like liquid. The corners of his mouth were slightly raised, and the air around him seemed to be a little colder.

"asshole!"

The soldier held the spear tightly and began to pull it back violently. He was an elite who stayed after hard training. How could he not be able to deal with a child?

What you are playing with is darkness, not arm strength, make no mistake about it.

"what!"

He gritted his teeth and used almost all his strength to remain motionless.

"Are you okay? If you are okay, then it's up to me."

Sith's voice suddenly turned cold, he picked up the soldier with his right hand and lifted him up directly.

"You know, what I hate most is when others look at me condescendingly and speak to me in such a tone of pity and command."

The heavy snow stopped, and black waves appeared all around. Even the elites began to have fear in their pupils.

"Saint? Is this guy a saint?"