I hadn't expected them to leave just like that.
They had originally come to reclaim the main soul, and they had looked determined to succeed.
I had even been prepared to fight.
Of course, even if we had fought, they would not have stood a chance. But I had thought they would at least put up a fight. I hadn't expected things to end this way.
With Old Jesus giving up, the Holy See's internal struggle would naturally come to an end. Next, as long as Young Jesus could use decisive measures to rectify the Holy See, its prospects would still be quite good.
Old Jesus had also said that the outsiders had moved up their invasion plans, and that the Holy See had dispatched knight orders to fight them. He was sending me a message: the Holy See would also spare no effort in fighting the outsiders. On that point, our goals were the same.
"Let's go. We need to get out of here as soon as possible," I told everyone.
Jiang Xiaohui said, "I'd like to see whether those outsiders really have three heads and six arms." His fighting spirit had always run high; aggression was in his bones.
Ye Jinghong asked me, "Were you planning to return the main soul to them just now?"
She had actually noticed. I really had felt a brief impulse to do so.
I nodded. She said, "Even if you had returned it to them, it wouldn't have been a big deal. But if they got it too easily, they wouldn't remember your kindness. Didn't they promise to fight the outsiders? Wait until they need it most before returning it to them. That would be helping them in their hour of need."
A Tai said, "Mr. Jiang, now that the great calamity