Chapter 1163: Chapter 109: No, This Doesn’t Seem Like an Act!

Seeing both sides suddenly draw their knives and start hacking at each other, Sister Elena standing off to the side immediately showed an expression of helplessness, instinctively turning her head to look at her sister behind her.

“Surprised?”

Alaini raised an eyebrow and said, “When you chose to cooperate with them, didn’t you anticipate this kind of situation?”

“I just thought…”

“Just thinking about getting the Mirror of Eight Handbreadths and then making a quick getaway? Did you think they were dignified people of high society who wouldn’t renege on their verbal agreements?”

Alaini shook her head and said, “That’s the biggest difference between you and Veronica. As the church’s facade, you’ve interacted too much with those well-dressed folks, imagining this world as too ideal, basing all thoughts on sincerity, goodwill, and virtue between people.”

“Much like those guys whose brains are twisted by studying law, treating law as a panacea, fantasizing every day about everyone complying with the law, never considering human nature and the flaws of law…”

“Enough talk already, what should we do now?”

“Wait.”

“Wait for what?”

“Wait for them to finish killing each other, then we silence the remaining ones, fuse the Mirror of Eight Handbreadths according to their method, and leave with the Hook Jade.”

“Silence?”

Hearing this, Elena’s delicate body trembled.

“We came to cooperate with them…”

“So? You want to avoid silencing them and risk word getting out for Veronica to know?”

“How can she possibly know? Veronica is only interested in fighting, not interested in anything else.”

“So did she fight her way to the Archbishop’s position?”

“…”

Elena was speechless.

“If you still hold that Holy Mother mindset and awareness, I advise you not to compete with Veronica for the Archbishop’s position.”

Alaini mercilessly exposed her sore spot.

“With Veronica in that position, at least she can ensure that the sisters aren’t bullied by outsiders. If you become Archbishop like you are now, you’d probably squander the very last bit of the church’s assets in no time.”

“Isn’t there you?”

“What’s in it for me?”

“Do we need to fuss over this?”

“Otherwise, do you think it’s a game of pretend? Just because of personal friendship, I unconditionally support you ascending while laboring hard for you?”

As the public image spokesperson for Qianjin Church, having a gentle and kind personality is indeed a bonus. But when it comes to internal power struggles, this personality not only has no significance but also becomes a path to doom.

Looking at this simple-minded friend in front of her, who is silly yet all-encompassing like five poisons, Alaini thought to herself how fortunate it was the Archbishop earlier cleaned the church well enough; otherwise, she wouldn’t know how you managed to survive all this time.

“Watch out—!”

“Eh?”

Elena hadn’t yet reacted when Alaini hugged her waist and swiftly retreated.

A strange whistling sound came from the sky.

“Boom—!”

Fireballs exploded on the beach; the unsuspecting Fusang warriors were bombarded in a chaotic frenzy.

“What’s happening?”

Ono Taro climbed out from the ground in a mess, feeling dizzy and hearing a hum in his ears, completely unable to hear anything.

A shattered corpse suddenly fell from the sky right in front of him.

“Where did the cannon come from?”

Definitely not from their side; they were lucky to have two broken fishing boats, let alone cannons.

Liusheng Dojo couldn’t have it; it wasn’t their business… could it be from the Hattori family?

No wonder they didn’t bring people today; they were planning to use cannons to finish us off.

You’re so unscrupulous! How can people be so shameless?

But Ono Taro quickly realized he might have wronged the Hattori family.

He looked around and found the Hattori boy and his men lying on the beach, lives unknown.

In the dark waters, speedboats rapidly approached with the tide.

The boats rushed onto the beach, and soldiers with long and short guns jumped off, aiming at those who could still stand and move, mercilessly pulling the trigger without hesitation.

“Foreigners?”

Ono Taro was terrified.

Where’s my second brother? Where did these foreigners come from?

Golden-haired, blue-eyed, big-nosed foreigners…

Wang Yunxiao shifted to a more comfortable lying position, muttering quietly: “Old Yan, not to criticize, but your customs work is really not up to par. If it were along the southeast coast, it’d be understandable, but here at Dagu Estuary, isn’t this considered our inland sea?”

Han Bin fanned the flames beside him: “How can you criticize Old Yan? Don’t we know if Old Yan is capable? Customs isn’t his alone; something else must’ve gone wrong. But Old Yan, if you’re unhappy working at customs, you might consider relocating. Look at Old Wang, didn’t he move from the Special Service Bureau to the Navy… oh right, Old Wang, you’re still in the Navy, aren’t you embarrassed to criticize others?”

“I’m transferred to the Equipment Department, not in the frontline.”

Wang Yunxiao glanced at the commotion beside him; the sudden round of cannon fire had knocked everyone down, and the few struggling samurai who had managed to rise faced gunfire from those foreigners.

It was clear these mysterious foreigners didn’t intend to leave any survivors, even though those two nuns had retreated far away, they still fired at them and proceeded to encircle them.

Then, the short-haired nun drew two revolvers from her waist, and fired two rounds of “high noon” at these uninvited guests.