I'm a spy in the film

Chapter 255 Son of Destiny

"Son of Bourne!"

The soft call in his ear brought Bourne back to his senses. He turned his head and saw Nicholson's serious yet slightly flattering face.

"Deacon, do you have anything else to say?"

His fantasy was interrupted and Bourne felt a little bored.

My father has been rescued and is probably with his fellow cardholders now, so I won't bother him.

I don’t know where to go. This world is so big, where is my home?

Seeing that the Holy Son suddenly became depressed and no longer as majestic and heroic as before, Deacon Nicholson became anxious.

In fact, he is a close subordinate of Father Marcos, Bourne's mentor.

Originally, he was dissatisfied with Father Marcos' decision to give the important promotion opportunity of the Son of God candidate to an outsider. Moreover, when he saw that Bourne was just an ordinary person, his attitude became even worse.

Because the candidacy of the Son of God is not only related to Bourne's own promotion, but also to the future voice and resource allocation ratio of Father Marcos and his faction in the Texas diocese.

Originally, their faction was an ascetic sect that came from nowhere, with shallow foundation and weak strength. If the candidates for the Son of God are not powerful, one can imagine how miserable their fate will be in the next few decades of recovery period of the demonic tide.

But now it seems that although this candidate for the Son of God of his own faction has not undergone systematic study of doctrines or hard training, he has great talent!

In just one year, he grew from an ordinary person to a candidate for the Son of God whose holy light is more intense than 99% of the people in the church. This speed is something that has never been seen or even heard of.

No wonder Father Marcos went against the majority opinion and decided to give this opportunity to the Holy Son in front of him. He thought he was a relative of the Holy Son, but unexpectedly, the old priest had a good eye for talent.

After feeling ashamed for a second, Deacon Nicholson encouraged himself.

The Holy Son is so outstanding, and as his subordinates, we naturally cannot hold him back, but must provide him with all our support.

"Holy Son, forgive me for being blunt, but I wonder how many records you have of killing dark creatures you have. Is that enough? When are you going to set off to the south?"

As he spoke, Nicholson pulled out his phone and quickly found Bourne's name on the Vatican's internal website:

Name: Bern Lee

Diocese of Texas

Glory value: 0.

Progress: 0%

It would have been fine if he hadn't looked at it, but when Nicholson saw those two big eggs, he felt like he had a heart attack.

But he recovered immediately and said anxiously, "It's okay, Holy Son. The ogre you killed tonight has been registered with the Church, and it can be counted as at least 40 points of honor. As for those cultists, I also felt the presence of dark forces in some of them. Each of them can provide you with 10 points of honor. The rest..."

He sneered, "What we have the most in Texas is the endless stream of dark creatures. I will arrange for people to check it out and make sure that you, Saint Son, rush to the front in a short time. Even if we can't catch up with Saint Son Duran, but..."

"Who is the Holy Son of Duran?" Bourne asked curiously.

"Son of Duran." Nicholson swallowed, looked around, and lowered his voice and said, "Son of Duran was airdropped directly to our diocese by the Holy See. It is said that he is the nephew of an archbishop of Cantivan. He has been baptized by the Holy Light since he was a child. When he was a little older, he was taught by many famous paladins. He is also one of the most popular sons of the Holy Light this time."

"But compared to you, he is nothing!"

It turns out he is a second-generation god.

"But you, Holy Son, should not underestimate the enemy. Including you, there are seven candidates for the Holy Son in our Texas Diocese. Duran is of course the best one, and he is also ranked very high in the country.

He is best at knightly swordsmanship and is also very good at spearmanship. We believe that his goal is to fight for the inheritance of knighthood.

Therefore, if you have the opportunity, Holy Son, you can also learn one or two cold weapons, and use them with the great holy power in your body. Then you can be selected without fighting. "

As they were talking, more policemen and people in black priest robes entered the room. Bourne also saw several people wearing FBI bulletproof vests, who were his colleagues.

After these people entered the house, they cooperated with each other and cleaned up bit by bit, but avoided the place where Bourne and Deacon Nicholson were standing. However, this did not prevent them from looking at Bourne as if he were a god when they passed by here, which made Bourne very uncomfortable.

"Okay, let's not interfere with the case here. I'm going to take a break." Bourne yawned deliberately and said.

"No problem. I have someone prepare a room for you in town. You can rest assured and I will ask someone to take you there right away. I will also watch over you here. This is a great achievement for us!"

Deacon Nicholson could no longer hide the smile on his face at the thought of the possible honor.

In Texas, it is rare to find large-scale cult cases like this one where the remains of hundreds of victims are found at once. This achievement is enough for their faction to enjoy the benefits for a few years.

His Majesty the Saint is truly a son of fortune who possesses both strength and luck!

……

Early in the morning, Bourne was awakened by a rapid knock on the door.

The place where he stayed was a hotel in the southeast of the town. It was not big, but the interior decoration was okay. The most important thing was that it was far away from the town center where the night tour was held, so it was quiet.

Who would knock on my door? It sounds urgent.

When I opened the door, a warm body rushed over to me. It was a girl.

"Wow, wow, wow—I thought I was going to die and never see you again!"

The girl in his arms hugged Bourne's waist, and her tears quickly wet Bourne's chest hair.

"It's all over. It's okay, Ashley."

Bourne patted the girl's back to calm her down, and when her crying subsided a little, he pulled her to sit on his bed.

There's no other way. It's a small hotel and the space is small, so I have to be a little bit particular.

Ashley didn't show any disgust and sat down next to Bourne, her head buried in his arms.

Feeling the other person's strong heartbeat, Ashley felt her face burning.

I didn't expect that the priest looked so sunny and handsome, and had such a good figure, well-elastic muscles and strong arms.

"That's all in the past. It's okay. I'm here!"

"By the way, where are Nathan and Mellie? Why aren't they there? Only you?"

"They left this morning without even saying goodbye to me. They left in such a hurry!" The girl, who had stopped crying, started sobbing again.

"Maybe they have something urgent to do," Bourne said softly, "or maybe something happened at home. After all, they have been away for such a long time."

"I haven't asked you yet, where is your home? Do you need me to take you back?"

"My home is in a place called Rongjing Town to the south of here. My mother is the sheriff of the town. I also have a younger brother who likes insects like spiders the most. He hates them to death!"

When talking about her home, Ashley stopped crying and raised her head to look at Bourne.

She hadn't washed off her makeup. Her Gothic smoky makeup was streaked with tears, and her big red eyes made her look both pitiful and cute.

"Haha." Bourne laughed, causing Ashley to complain.

"Your makeup is all smudged. Go back to the house and wash it. We'll go have breakfast later. After breakfast, I'll take you home. You can introduce your family to me. I think it's amazing that your mother can become the sheriff of a small town."

"She--" Ashley pouted and complained;

"Meili and I were all very tired and scared last night, but since they lived together, I had to sleep alone. I fell into a daze very late. I was washing my face in the room just now, but I found that there was no water. I saw the mirror and scared myself."

Ashley looked at Bourne timidly and asked weakly, "Can I use your bathroom?"

"of course can!"

Omit a thousand words here.