Chapter 416 7.70 The Road Home (4)

After get off work, if a group of Golden Scale Guards rush into a house together, it is a very risky thing.

Because this is not normal.

On the contrary, if everyone disperses to different houses, it is like a soldier who has completed the work and goes home to rest.

Even if someone sees it, no one will doubt it.

When the population base is large enough, the secret agents of the "Zoroastrianism" can avoid all factors that may cause risks under the integration of the "Fire Sacrifice".

At this time, the mysterious man nicknamed "Big Sparrow", the Fire Sacrifice in Versailles Castle, has sat in front of Alfred.

If he hadn't revealed his identity, Alfred would never believe that such a meticulous rescue plan was in his hands.

Because this person is younger than him.

He is a 13-year-old student who just returned from a church school.

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After returning home, the 13-year-old boy threw his schoolbag to the "mother" in the room, and then immediately entered the bird club behind the house.

Like all the "Fire Sacrifice Gang members", the Big Sparrow was also born a civilian.

Their family has been engaged in the poultry farming industry for generations, and there are two huge chicken coops at the back of the house. There are hens that lay eggs, quails that can be sold to nobles, and a small number of ornamental birds such as pigeons and parrots.

"Even if I am roasted by the eternal fire for hundreds of years, I can't figure out what kind of madness can make your Duke Loki expose the true face of the "suzerain" in person?"

The big sparrow grabbed the smelly bird food and threw it into the chicken coop, while turning back to chat with Alfred.

Alfred looked at everything in front of him with his eyes wide open. It's okay for a fire priest with a church rank equivalent to that of a regional bishop to go to school on weekdays.

After school, he actually had to go into the chicken coop full of chicken shit to feed the chickens himself! Who would have thought that such a little person struggling in the mud would be a distinguished "fire priest"? !

No wonder the "Inquisition" would tie up a large number of pagans and burn them publicly on the stake every year, but the Fire Spreaders still killed them endlessly.

They all "live" in their own disguises.

"I don't know what plans are in my foster father's mind, but he must be a brilliant man to be able to completely change the status of the Vikings on this continent in just three years!"

"Haha, brilliant?"

"Fuck brilliant?!"

"I think he is more like a brainless reckless man!"

After spreading the chicken feed in his hand, the big sparrow turned around and walked to the birdcage. The birdcage was not closed but opened to the sky. At this time, night fell, and gray sparrows fell from the sky from time to time.

The boy stretched out his snow-white wrist and caught them steadily.

The sparrow chirped rhythmically. The big sparrow put his left ear close to listen carefully. After listening to each bird, he would put this most inconspicuous bird into the bird box, and then take out the fragrant roasted grass seeds to feed them.

"Hehe, my guess is right!" Hearing the excitement, the big sparrow even grabbed a handful of grass seeds and threw them into his mouth, chewing them with a crunch.

When he turned his head to look at Alfred, his eyes had curved into two crescents.

"My dear Master Alfred, you can't say that our group of servants took the money but didn't do the job! Your Lordship the Duke did not choose to leave the city, but instead plunged into the Grand Palais in Paris!"

"What does he think of himself? Is Odin born?!"

"Tsk tsk, this kind of desperado may not appear once in a hundred years! Could it be that he really thinks that with his mortal body, he can be the opponent of that old lizard?!"

Alfred narrowed his eyes.

Never expected that the half-grown child in front of him was actually a "beast speaker".

This ability cannot be learned, it can only be inherited through the thin blood of the "ancestors". The too thin blood makes it extremely difficult for them to talk to hundreds of animals like their ancestors.

After ten thousand years, it is very precious to be able to understand the language of a single animal species in this generation.

Alfred once saw a man who could talk to elephants in Constantinople. However, in terms of practicality, his ability is more than ten times weaker than the "Big Sparrow" who can talk to sparrows.

With the ability of the "Big Sparrow", he can immediately take on a job like an intelligence director in any country he enters. I didn't expect that he would be willing to live in Versailles Castle and be an ordinary fire priest.

"Hey, Your Highness, don't look at me like that."

"Compared to my ability, you seem to be more concerned about your adoptive father now."

"My bird told me that he has been controlled by the 'master'! If you often walk by the river, how can you not get your shoes wet? If God wants to destroy it, he must first make it swell."

"This is the consequence of winning battles and being too swollen!"

When Alfred heard that his adoptive father fell into the hands of the enemy, he immediately couldn't sit still. Although this day was full of trials, killings, and escapes, the knight Rong Yao deeply engraved in his bones still drove him to rescue his adoptive father from the tiger's mouth.

However, as soon as he stood up, he immediately felt dizzy.

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"Your Highness, how can the food prepared for you by my 'Chuanhuo Gang' be so delicious?"

The High Sparrow showed his white teeth again, but this time his smile had a bit more evil hidden in it. This expression ruthlessly revealed to Alfred that these pagans seemed to be helping him, but they were not his friends.

"Duke Loki has fallen into the hands of the old lizard 'Mutu', and he is no longer saved! Although Mutu may not execute him immediately, the Illuminati's 'soul-searching technique' is no joke."

"They learned this set of soul-torturing techniques from the Styx priests. As long as there is enough time, there is no information they can't find out."

"Remember, Duke Loki is not his real target!"

"What this old guy really wants is the 'Asgard Portal' in your hands!"

With his whole body numb, Alfred slowly moved his left hand to try to pull out the broadsword, but the toxins that entered the stomach after decomposing the food have now gradually spread throughout his body.

Not to mention moving his hands, he couldn't even move his legs easily.

"Your Highness, please trust the professionalism of the 'Fire Thief'! Since you have accepted such a valuable gift as the 'Imperial Seal', we will definitely send you, the survivors, back to the Normandy region safely."

"From now on, no one can hurt you--"

"--including yourselves!"