Chapter 325: Pigeons that will die of obesity(2/2)
Unlike the male students in the Holy Knights Camp of the Holy Church who only think about muscles, the handsome Mr. Clown can bring her a strange sense of freshness.
"Melada?" Dagonet thought thoughtfully after knowing the name of the person living in the utility room.
It must not be ordinary people, otherwise Father Stella probably wouldn't risk the Black Order attacking again by placing ordinary friends here.
But the windows and doors of the utility room were closed tightly, and the curtains were even drawn. Only occasionally could you see the curtains shaking... The eyes inside were probably carefully hidden, looking at everything outside.
"I heard that the Pope of the Holy Church is old, and his health has even deteriorated recently... There are rumors that the most popular Cardinal, Cardinal Torres, will be the next Pope, right?"
The female paladin reserve was finally not dazzled by the sudden love. She lowered her head and walked away in a panic with a broom.
Mr. Clown didn't seem to mind that this foreign love had just begun and he walked to the door of the utility room with a smile.
With his super hearing, he easily heard the footsteps in the room and suddenly stopped.
"The weather is really nice today, the fire is burning in the clouds, it's really beautiful."
After Mr. Clown sighed inexplicably, he left slowly... The curtains in the utility room were slightly opened, and a pair of eyes looked at the sunset outside.
The bright red clouds looked like dripping blood.
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Father Stella didn't seem to mind that there was an additional Twelve Knights of the British Knights in the family, and the dinner was even quite sumptuous.
But Melalda did not show up at dinner time.
At the dinner table, in order to welcome Mr. Clown from afar, Father Stella even generously took out the happy water produced in September last year for everyone to drink.
At first, the atmosphere was okay, and several people chatted about it, until Mr. Clown suddenly said something inappropriately.
"Father Stella, I don't know if you are not interested in joining the Knight Agency and being our special advisor?" Mr. Clown raised the Coke cup in his hand and congratulated: "We need people like you very much.
!The Holy Church has no way of making money!”
The veteran paladin almost spit out a mouthful of borscht.
I have seen people snatching people, but I have never seen people snatching people in such a fresh and meaningful way... The veteran paladin immediately slapped the table and stood up, "Joker, you lost your life here!"
Mr. Clown suddenly had a grimace on his face, "Oh! Mr. Vasco, do you know that my profession is a clown. In order to make human beings happy, this is just a joke... Come, let me entertain everyone.
Bar!"
As he spoke, three more red balls appeared when Mr. Clown opened and closed his hands, and he was throwing them happily.
"Okay, okay, okay! It's been a long time since I've seen an acrobatic performance!" Father Stella even clapped and cheered.
Vasco resisted the urge to lift the table and planned to leave.
Chapter completed!