The girl who was punished by the gods counterattacked and became the group's favorite

"Tsk tsk tsk..." Jurgen took a few steps forward, his eyes fixed on Tia.

Syrio was very familiar with this kind of look. It was an inquiring look, and it was not a simple look that wanted to explore you through your appearance and your posture, but an oppressive look that forced you to reveal your flaws, making you lose your composure and expose your shortcomings.

He clutched his clothes tightly again and took an extremely firm step to block Jurgen's inquiring gaze.

Now it was Jurgen's turn to be surprised. Since he had brought enough people with him, he had asked the people around him to check the news while he was on the road. It was only because they found something that they came here now.

As expected, the person in front of him was the candidate for Pope.

Does Tia know this person's true identity? Or does she know and not care?

But...Sirio has developed a cowardly character due to repeated hard training. How dare he stand in front of Tia now?

Jurgen retracted his gaze and nonchalantly responded to Joel, "Do I really need to handle such a trivial matter myself?"

"So what did you find out?" Joel paused right after he asked. He usually asked directly and forgot that there were two people next to him this time.

But Jurgen said it directly with malicious intentions, ignoring Joel's eyes.

"That group has been kidnapping people for a long time. This time they kidnapped Tia because they thought her dress didn't look like that of a noble lady, but rather like that of a poor girl who despised the poor and loved the rich.

Moreover, many people in the town have been completely tamed by them. If they had not hidden in the car and had run directly to the town, they would have most likely been recaptured."

After saying this, Jurgen paused thoughtfully, then asked word by word.

"Tia, why did you run out of the house and hide in the carriage with everyone instead of running away?"

"Because I feel like the people in this town are bad guys too!" Tia said as she pulled Joel's hand again, pouting slightly. "Brother, those people in this town ran away when they saw us calling for help. It's obvious they're in cahoots with that group!"

Tia's simple and straightforward words shut Jurgen's mouth, but Jurgen felt in his heart that this was not normal. How could a child be so calm when being kidnapped?

But...but...what could be the variable between these things?

Jurgen never thought that Tia would have a pet, and it was a plant-based pet, which was just right for communicating with the ubiquitous plants to understand the situation.

Joel, who had no good impression of Jurgen, was a little angry when he saw Jurgen inquiring about his sister openly and secretly.

"It's normal for children to be sensitive to what's good and what's bad. Do you have anything else to say?"

"No, I will take good care of these people, but there seems to be other forces behind them. If they ask about it later, you will have to bear the responsibility."

Jurgen also heard the meaning of the words to expel him. He had originally planned to pick the matter of the Pope's son, but seeing this, he gave up the idea. He turned around and waved his hand, and disappeared in an instant.

"How magical!" Although Tia knew that Jurgen possessed the power of shadow, she still felt it was a little strange to see Jurgen really make his entire figure dissipate in the shadow and quickly disappear from people's sight.

"That's how he gets some information. He hides in the shadows and can't be found." Joel deliberately spoke ill of Jurgen to Tia. "So be careful when you meet this person next time. Be careful that he doesn't reveal your secrets."

"Okay. But brother feels that you and him are good friends, but not really good friends?" Tia actually had this doubt on the way back. In the original plot, Joel and Jurgen were very good friends, but how could good friends get along like this?

"Friend." Joel subconsciously wanted to say something bad about Jurgen, but he still gave a more pertinent answer, "When you give him what he wants, he will be your best ally."

Tia nodded as if she understood, then turned her gaze to Syrio.

"Brother, there's something else I need to tell you. Nansen is a candidate for Pope and was placed there for penance. So he's also one of the abducted children."

Joel nodded subconsciously, then turned his head sharply to look at Syrio.

Pope candidate?

It’s a bit tricky!

He had heard a lot about this candidate for Pope. Although his father was always away fighting, he had always been aware of the goings-on in the power center. After all, the prerequisite for making a good knife was to understand the true needs of the owner. And among his father's few exhortations, this candidate for Pope was one of them.

"Syrio is a poor child. You can get close to him but not too close."

Although Syrio lowered his head, he kept watching the changes in Joel's eyes. Joel's expression was vague and fluctuating, and his heart was also in turmoil.

Just when he wanted to escape and said "I'd better leave", he finally heard the voice of judgment.

"Since we're friends, there's no harm in staying for a few days."

Syrio had opened his mouth to speak but lost his voice at this moment. His hearing seemed to have declined and he could only hear vaguely.

"Why are you crying?"

Feeling the wet touch spreading slowly on his face, he thought it was a wet towel wiping his face, but after a moment of hesitation he came to his senses and realized that it was his own tears.

Strange, he is obviously not a crybaby?

Tia knew that Syrio was in disbelief because he was finally accepted, so she hugged Syrio gently and patted his back, just like Tamara had just done to comfort her.

Perhaps because he knew that even fooling around was allowed at this moment, Syrio started crying silently, then burst into tears and cried until he fainted.

Everyone was moved by Syrio's cries. After he fainted, they carried him into the room and let him have a good rest.

Tia still found it a bit difficult to hold the boy who was five years older than her. Even though Syrio was as malnourished and underdeveloped as she was, she still felt tired.

She felt relieved when Syrio was carried away by other servants. If they held him any longer, she would not be able to hold on and both of them would fall to the ground.

Joel walked over, picked up Tia, and took her back to his room.

"Tamara, take the young lady to wash up and let her have a good rest. Luo Li, arrange for the four secret guards we mentioned last time to be deployed tomorrow."

"it is good."

After Joel dealt with everything, he closed the door and walked out. Looking at the moon hanging high outside, his nerves, which had been tense for most of the day, were wrapped in fatigue hidden in the moonlight. He also returned to his room to rest.

The next day, Tia opened her sleepy eyes, got up and washed up. As soon as she opened the door, she saw an unexpected person.