West Chester, New York.

Today is the first US president, George Washington, known as the founding father, on his birthday, and the wealthy district where the Earl Javier Villa is located will hold a grand celebration as usual. Since the morning, a steady stream of people have poured into the wealthy district, carrying a large amount of ingredients and decoration supplies, and confidently preparing to hold the best party of the year. The powerful and powerful nobles also specifically instructed the railway station to ship more flights to ensure the successful holding of the celebration.

The railway station was crowded with people, and large bags of goods were circulating in the specially opened passage, talking and laughing, making noises, and noises, and the whistles of the police stations maintaining order were mixed together. This was no longer a simple scene that could be described as "the crowds of people".

Among the vast majority of the rough men wearing coarse work clothes, a man with a handsome face and a slender figure is a bit conspicuous. The dark black suit, plus a small round top hat with silver edges, a snow-white and dazzling white gloves, and a small suitcase that seemed to be without weight on his hands. His expression was indifferent and his hands were steady. Although he was casual while walking, he could always inadvertently surpass the men who were blocking him. The crowd was surging around him, but he seemed to be walking in another dimension and would never touch anyone.

The man in suit walked out of the train station and went straight into a car that had been waiting by the street. The driver was a black man with no expression on his face and had no communication with the man in the suit sitting in the back seat. He closed the door and started the car directly.

The car was driving smoothly on a not-wide but somewhat crowded street, twisting left and right and sliding flat, without the stiffness and noise of the vehicles at this time.

Twenty minutes later, the vehicle stopped in front of the gate of the Earl Javier's villa, put down the man in the suit and turned around and left.

The man in the suit did not look at the left car, but carefully observed the door of Javier's house, then put down the small suitcase in his hand for the first time, carefully sorted out his makeup. He took off his gloves and changed into a brand new pair before he gently waved the bell at the door.

Dingling...

A minute later, the combat maid Ellie, specially hired by the Javier family, slowly appeared in front of the man in the suit. The two looked at each other, Ellie saluted gently and looked at him calmly.

"Zac Rayas Lackman, the third-class steward of the London master of the Logan family, was hired by Earl Javier to serve as the steward." The man in suit said with his eyes flat and faintly looking at him.

Ellie nodded gently and said, "Yes, I received the notice a day ago. Earl Javier specifically ordered. Butler Zach came and took him to see him." After that, Ellie patted her hands gently. Two servants ran out of both sides and quickly pushed open the iron gate.

"Thank you very much!" Zach nodded to the two of them, waited for them to return the gift in a hurry, and then followed Ellie and slowly walked towards the villa.

After the two of them walked away, the servant raised his head below, and at the same time he let out a long sigh, looking at each other with lingering fear. One sighed: "Another pervert has come, and life is getting harder and harder!"

Another shook his head and said, "Hey, we are just garden servants. Although it's nothing to be stuck in time, the maids and male servants with positions inside will probably be skinned again!"

The one said, "Hey, why do we care about this? Let's take care of the door quickly. Be careful that Miss Alice will be seen and will be taught by a cold face again."

After saying that, the two of them stopped talking and slowly closed the door.

Ellie took Zach into the villa through the side door, and said while going up the stairs: "At this time, Mr. and Mrs. have already gotten up and are eating in the restaurant. I will take it directly to the restaurant on the second floor." Zach nodded without saying a word.

The two of them came out of the stairwell one by one and one behind and stopped at the door of a double-door room. Ellie walked in and informed her, and walked out again after a while. She nodded to Zach.

Zach strode in, his eyes swept slightly, and quickly locked the middle-aged man on the top of the long table. He gently took off his hat and bowed slightly, "Zaclayas Lackman is ordered to come."

The middle-aged man looked up slightly and smiled, "Zac, don't be too polite. This is the United States, and there are not so many rules at home. Just click as you like!"

"The courtesy cannot be abandoned!" Zach slowly stood up and said calmly.

The middle-aged man smiled slightly and stopped talking. Besides, he was just pretentious. Didn’t he invite him here specifically because he fell in love with this rule of politeness and understanding ritual? Everyone knew this. Just say politely to welcome him. If he said too much, he would demote himself. Then he raised his hand and pointed to the woman and child on the dining table and said, “This is my wife and son. This is Zach, the housekeeper I specially invited from the UK.”

The woman smiled and nodded, and continued to eat her breakfast without saying a word. She had known this for a long time and knew that her husband wanted to clean up the servants at home so that she could be more in line with her noble status.

The little boy was a little curious. He blinked his eyes and looked at Zach for a long time before turning his gaze back to the food. Although his expression was calm, he showed a bit of surprise in his eyes.

Zach bowed slightly and said, "Then, master, I'll go and have a greeting. By the way, I'll get familiar with the people below and the surrounding terrain. I'll start working for dinner!"

The middle-aged man nodded with satisfaction and said, "Yes, it's true that he is the butler from the Logan family. He is serious and rigid. Very good, then the whole family of Javier will be given to you in the future!"

"Yes!" Zach nodded slightly and turned around and walked out.

Although he didn't look at Charles from beginning to end, he knew that the other party had discovered his abnormality and it was a matter of time before he came to him. He would also replace the magic girl and stay with Charles, using his ability to find more useful mutants for the saints.

Just as Wang Zheng was tampering with the future Professor X, the church's actions had already begun!

Poland, concentration camps divided into military blockade areas.

Several pure black cars with small cross signs on them slowly began to come in, stopped in front of the military command building, and more than a dozen people in black monk uniforms came down. The leader was a middle-aged man who was the prophet who became the chief judge in the Pope Palace.

"Ah! Your Excellency Archbishop! Welcome your arrival!" As soon as more than a dozen people stood still, an officer in Nazi uniform ran out with surprise, and shouted loudly while drawing a cross on his chest.

"The Holy Light is with you." The referee smiled and said, "I'm very sorry, we're late. You know there are too many priests in the occupied area. We were very late after we sent it, and it rained again last night, so it was difficult to walk on the road. So..."

"It's okay, it's okay!" The officer shook his head vigorously and said, "Thank you, the Archbishop, is really hard. I think these pagans who do not believe in God should be burned to death directly, that is, the Archbishop is kind and wants to persuade them."

The referee smiled slightly and didn't say anything. He cursed in his heart: If you hadn't fought with the Soviet Union, we wouldn't have had such a hard time? Alas, Your Majesty is really, for some ignorant lambs, he even let the shepherd put on the cloak of the devil's logo.

In fact, neither the Pope nor the Prophet made it clear about choosing the Nazi camp, but the chief referee also knew the reason.

The Soviet Union was an alliance between the Caucasus and Siberian countries on the two continents of Eurasia. Although they were both white, they were mostly in the border areas of Europe. The power of the church was hard to reach, so the religion there was also a mess. Moreover, in the early years, there was a rebellion in the Russian sects. Not only were the doctrines different from the Catholic orthodox sects, but the name was changed to Orthodox.

Germany is in the core area of ​​Europe, and is the most powerful part of the church. It is close to France, which has the most powerful Catholic power in history, and the success rate is much more convenient for the priests to act, and the success rate is not comparable to that of the Soviet Union. The same is true for the occupied areas. Especially in the Polish area where the referee is now in, it can be said that it is the base of the church, with many churches and a strong religious atmosphere. Traditional Poles will inevitably go to the church to watch the mass every week. Compared with the two, it is self-evident which side the church chooses to support it.

Moreover, the brand of the military priest is very useful. If you win, the Catholic power will indeed expand. Even if Germany loses the war later, according to international management and Catholic reputation, nothing will happen. From this point of view, we have to admire the vision of these old foxes.

"Please!" Both sides were polite, and then the officer took the monks into the building.

"The food and accommodation have been arranged!" The officer walked quickly beside the referee and said, "The news has also been notified to the guards of the concentration camp. If you want a trail, you can go at any time. As for other requirements, you can mention it to my adjutant!" He said and pointed to a young non-commissioned officer behind him.

The referee nodded and smiled, "Then I'll be in trouble in the future!"

The adjutant saluted seriously and said, "Await for your order at any time!" His young face tried hard to tighten, trying to express his strict military qualities, but looking at the irresistible light in the eyes of the referee, which deeply exposed his heart.

Okay! Another Catholic believer!

"Don't be so reserved, my child! Remember that God is with us!" The referee was very satisfied. Only when there were believers around them would they feel greater.

While walking and talking with the officers in the middle and upper levels of the blockade area, the referee's eyes suddenly jumped, his feet suddenly paused, and he looked at a room at the end of the corridor.

“Where is it?”

The officer looked back and said casually: "Oh, a strange doctor's laboratory, it seems to be called Seba or something, don't care too much about him!"

"Oh!" The referee took a deep look and continued to walk forward.
Chapter completed!