Inside the church, Carl seemed to feel something. He closed the Bible in his hand, turned his face sideways, smiled, and said to Ginny beside him,
"Get ready, the people coming to pick us up are here."
Ginny, who was looking at Carl in a daze, turned red. She pulled the white vest on her body in a panic, sat up straight, and asked,
"What, what's the matter? Brother Carl, what kind of guest?"
As soon as she finished speaking, the sound of footsteps came from the door of the church.
Spandam suddenly stopped in front of the church door. He stretched out his hand to stop Babs and the others behind him and whispered,
"Okay, don't go in, don't disturb him!"
Babs became more and more curious and couldn't help but ask,
"Mr. Spandam, are you sure this Carl is the person you are looking for? I don't mean anything else, but this person is probably a Devil Fruit user, and the disappearance of King Bekori is also related to him. I'm worried you..."
Spandam glared at him and continued to lower his voice and said,
"I told you not to call this gentleman by his first name! Let me tell you, if I offend this man, as long as he says a word, let alone you, even I will disappear from this world!"
Spandam's impression on Babs has always been one of lawlessness and superiority.
But now that he was so frightened by just a name, it was hard for Babs to imagine what kind of background this young man named Carl had and how he could stay in the small country of Sorbet.
He stopped asking questions and directly ordered the Marines behind him to wait where they were.
Spandam sprayed some saliva on his hands, wiped his hair, then straightened his clothes, put on a flattering expression, straightened his body, and walked into the church alone.
In the church hall, Carl and Ginny were sitting on a bench. When Spandam came in, he saw their backs.
He didn't dare to say anything but walked gently to the side of the bench and asked with a smile on his face,
"Hello, is Master Carl here?"
Carl stood up from the bench. His height of 1.9 meters made Spandam feel a sense of oppression. His calm expression already made him vaguely guess that the person in front of him was the person he was looking for this time.
"I am Carl. You must have been sent by Uncle Garling, right? Your name is... Spandam?"
When he heard the name "Uncle Garling," Spandam was so excited that he immediately bent down even lower. He looked like he was about to kowtow on the spot.
"Yes, yes! I am Spandam, Lord Carl, please forgive me for the offense just now. It is really a great honor for me to meet you!!"
This is how Spandam was able to climb to his current position. He knows very well who the master of this world is.
Some time ago he received a message from Mary Geoise, and he would never forget the majestic voice that came from the phone snail. It came from Saint Figarland Garling!
That's the Figarland family! Celestial Dragons among Celestial Dragons! And Garling has become the head of the family. Just hearing this name makes him feel suffocated.
When Garling gave him the task of picking up Carl, he was almost crazy with excitement. For him, this was an opportunity that was hard to come!
As long as he has a little relationship with the Figarland family, his status can reach a new level.
What's more, the person he was asked to pick up was Garling's nephew! Although he had never met Carl before, Carl's status in his heart was now closer than that of his biological father.
Kuma and Ivankov both came out of the room when they heard the noise. When they saw Spandam, they roughly guessed what was going on. People from the World Government are here!
A sad look appeared on Ivankov's face, and he knew that this meant that it was time for him and Carl to part ways.
Spandam lowered his head, not daring to look at Carl. His extremely humble attitude made Ginny click her tongue.
This was also the first time that Ginny intuitively realized the dignity of Carl's status. A senior official of the World Government would behave so badly in front of Carl.
Carl glanced in the direction of the door and said,
"There are a lot of people outside, why didn't you come in together?"
"Sir Carl, Lord Garling has told you that you don't want too many people to know your identity, so I didn't let them in!"
Carl nodded and praised,
"You did a great job!"
After receiving Carl's praise, Spandam felt a sense of relief all over his body and immediately patted his chest and said,
"Don't worry, Lord Carl! Lord Garling has told you that if you have any inconvenience in the future, you can leave it to me. I will definitely handle it for you. You are my master! I am your dog!"
These words are really not something that ordinary people can say, and Ginny on the side was dumbfounded.
Even Carl's mouth twitched, he coughed twice and said,
"Okay, now let the people outside come in."
"Yes! Saint Carl!"
"Wait, don't put 'Saint' after my name in front of outsiders, especially Marines."
"I understands!"
Now Spandam, as he said, has completely transformed into a loyal dog, and ran outside to call for help.
After he left, Ginny couldn't help but sigh,
"He is really a... weirdo!"
Carl smiled and said,
"You will see more people like this in the future, so get used to it in advance."
After a while, Spandam walked in with Babs and other Marines and nobles.
These people looked at Carl with a hint of awe. It was obvious that Spandam had just told them something outside.
Babs looked at Carl standing in the center of the church, feeling surprised.
What surprised him was that Carl was younger than he thought, and it was Carl that made him feel a little bit of danger.
This shows that the strength of the person in front of him is no longer inferior to him, or even stronger than him!
Carl also saw the military rank on Babs' shoulder and walked towards Babs.
Looking at Carl walking towards him step by step, Babs' heart tightened and his body tensed up subconsciously.
However, when Carl came to him and said something, he was immediately confused.
"Hello, my name is Carl. My friends and I want to join the Marines."
Seeing that Babs was still silent, Spandam on the side stamped his feet and secretly cursed the idiot.
He pushed Babs hard, but he was so weak that he almost fell down. This made him even more angry and said in a bad tone,
"Rear Admiral Babs, Mr. Carl... is talking to you, can you be polite?!"
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