While waiting, Krytz flipped through the book for a while, and then ate a delicious meal out of mental exhaustion. He likes to have a late-night snack with Ex because it's not boring, and in fact, Ex is the only one who will say something funny to keep him entertained.

"Ex, put the table away, I'll have to keep reading. ”

"Of course, sir. I can't just do things to make you happy. Honestly, Paz was so fond of clay sculptures when he was a kid that we thought he was a clay kid. ”

With that, Ex put all the cutlery in the basket and walked to the door of the study with a smile. He's fed up with eating greens, and he's going to make up for the feeling of putting the game in his mouth. Just then, there was a knock on the door.

"Who, Young Master Path?" said Ex, dragging his lame leg towards the courtyard gate of the church, "here, here, don't worry. ”

"Hurry up, open the door! it's me!" Paz slammed the iron door a few more times. Behind him, three drunken sworn brothers put their arms around each other.

"What day is it? Hiccup...... Uh......" Blacksmith Dam put his arm around Path's shoulder, "Worm...... There are bugs...... What the hell the weather, the bugs are coming a little fast. He slapped off a bug that had landed on his face, which made his face even redder.

"Man, you've spit all the wine on me. Alright, I'll help you in, and I'll send you back when I'm done seeing my father." Paz put his arm on Dam, staggering over the iron threshold, "Hold on, pull him up!"

Perth was careless and threw Damme out of the way, and Damme rolled twice on the ground.

"Uh, the bed, the bed is wet......" Daim touched the wet grass, "which bastard wets the bed?"

"Young master, this threshold has to be removed, and guests will stumble when they come. Aix said something meaningful. This gave Paston a pause.

"Yes, but it's not time yet. Pasl pulled up Dam.

"Young Master, what about your other brothers, aren't they coming?" asked Ex. He was puzzled, because he didn't see any other young lads who were very close to Master Path.

"Alas, you better care about yourself first, right? Life is not good, and you are still holding on. Is there enough silver for this month?" Paz tossed the bag of dozens of silver coins to Ex, "This money, find someone to send it home, right?"

"Young master, you dropped the dagger on the ground, right? Don't let the old man see it, his old man is not allowed to bring this. Ex picked up the dagger and respectfully handed it to Paz.

"This dagger? yes, yes...... You're right, it's mine, help me put it in my purse. Paz struggled to stare into Ex's eyes and smiled.

"Okay, it's tight, the master won't notice. Don't worry, Master Path. Of course, I didn't see anything. Come in, my lord is waiting. ”

Ex waited for the two young men behind him to enter before closing the door. Afterward, he saw the moonlight spill into Corryz's spacious room. He was about to say something, but when he saw the lights come on, he walked away.

"I said, the people outside don't come in quickly, in the middle of the night, they have to sleep after speaking. Hurry up. How can you treat the children of the elderly like this. Corriz yawned. He had just turned off the lights in contemplation, and now he had lit the lamp, for he was afraid that Paz would hit the corner of the table as he had done before.

"Father, wait a minute, my brothers can't resist the temptation of wine, and a few people have drunk up the hotel stock for three days. Now they're all confused!" Paz exclaimed.

After a while, Paz helped Damme up the aisle of the church steps. The two people in the back supported each other, swaying left and right.

"Let the servants drag them all into the living room, and don't let the room where these drunks vomit dirty and messy. Crez admonished. Then, he picked a cane from the weapon rack and hunched over to the living room.

When Corriz heard the scolding in the room, he slowed down.

"Phew, who?" Daim spat cold water. He was lying on a leather chair in the living room, and Schrader poured a bucket of well water.

"Yes, you deserve it, Gerald said that he would drown sooner or later if he drank like this. But this time it's a decanting water. Ex poured another bucket of water on the other two.

"I say, this servant's mouth stinks worse than Gerald's!" said Dam, shuddering, and got up and walked to the door. He heard the sound of a cane, all too familiar. It was the bishop who came over, he thought.

"Ah, look, our brothers of Paz, what virtue these are. Coritz said dissatisfied.

"Bishop, will you be helped over?" Daim stepped forward to hold Corritz's arm without waiting for Corritz's consent, and kept smiling. As a result, he burped, and the smell of alcohol hit Corrze's face.

"Take away, your dirty, smelly hands, don't stain this garment. Reckless young man, this is a newly made wolf skin coat, and it is the skin of a purebred white wolf, you should have a little more knowledge. Coritz insisted. He walked into the living room alone and sat down in a diamond chair. But Dym didn't take it to heart and squinted drunkenly.

"Father, what the hell is going on?" asked Paz in a low voice.

"Have you heard about Moonshine Town?" Crèze took a sip of wine.

However, Corritz got angry when he saw the drunken guys.

"Ex, another bucket!" Kritz commanded without waiting for Paz to reply.

"Yes, sir. But do you want wine?" Ex didn't notice Corryz's eyes. He held a cloth with water in his hand.

"Water, a bucket of water! Our dear friends need a thorough decanting. Got it, are you going?"

"My lord, please forgive me for the offense just now. But what's the big deal tonight?" said Daim tactfully. At this moment, he was more energetic. He took advantage of no one's attention and glanced at Pass's purse.

"I said, Moonlight was attacked. Coritz repeated.

"I know, it was the main man of Mochizuki Castle. Dame affirmed.

"Aha! Finally a smart guy appeared. Come on, young man, go on and say what you think. Corriz was pleased. But he could see that Dem was quite sober.

"That's what Gudo ordered!" said Daim.

"Gudo Heyman, why did he do this?" said Coritz with a look of disappointment. And, it also makes Paz feel weird. His sworn brother would say something like that.

"Oh, please, my brother. Our Lord Bishop knew that Silver had done it, and that our eyeliner wasn't for nothing. Paz said. At this point, Kryz sighed.

"Did you know? Gudo has formed an alliance with the Lord of Mochizuki Castle. This quote from Damme made the living room quiet.

"Please, the Lord of Mochizuki City is a puppet of the Order Clan, is it possible that they are all guys who are busy working for the Order Clan and still need to collude with each other?" Paz asked rhetorically.

"It's all the power of the moon god that is to blame. Yes, they covet that power, so they are afraid of the church merger. Dame said. His words made sense, and Kryz fell into deep thought.

"Hey, man, do you still have any silver coins, I'm going to have some fun in a minute. But I don't have enough money here. Dame turned and said to Path.

"Of course, my brother," Paz opened the money bag and saw the dagger, so he subconsciously tied the money bag and threw it to Dam, and then shook his head at Dam, "Take it, these are enough, right?"

Paz was a little frightened, and he flicked his gaze over Corrieze, and then at Dam—carrying weapons here is taboo, and when Corriz finds out, it's all about to be done, he thought. Dam, on the other hand, took the money bag steadily, weighed it, and smiled when he felt the weight of the dagger.

"Very well, Paz, your brother is much smarter than you. Go get another bag of coins and give it to the young man, which he deserves. Coritz praised.

"Thanks, my lord, but that's enough, and people are satisfied. Dame declined the offer and bowed.

"Okay, good, please take a seat. Path, take your other two brothers and go to rest first? I have other things to talk to this young man named Dame. Coritz looked at Paz and said.

In fact, Coritz had noticed the hint of fear that Paz had just revealed, and was convinced that the meeting was worth it. He was careful not to make too much eye contact with Paz, and smiled.

At that time, Paslen took a moment and took the secret letter from Coritz's hand, and the seal wax was still warm. Immediately afterward, he helped his other two brothers to leave. It was only after the corner that he wiped off his sweat.

Outside the church, there was a cacophony of insects, but Dam's heart was only loud. He knew that Corriz had seen a little eyebrow.

"Alright, young man, open your purse and throw it on the table!" said Coritz in a calm tone. He banged on the table with the other end of his cane, urging Dam.

"Cretz!" Daim slammed to his feet, then glared at Corriz angrily.

"Shredder, come in and tell me what you just saw at the door. Coritz ordered.

"Adult, the little one is right outside the door, come in right now. Schrader was carrying a long axe. The sound of chains on his feet thrilled Daim.

"Corryz, you scoundrel, killed my family, they were all burned alive by you, on the cross in the church compound, what a kind family, yet you call them infidels!" shouted Daim. He kicked the leather chair behind him.

In the blink of an eye, Schrader pushed the door open and barged in.

"Listen to him, let you die and understand. The corners of Krytz's mouth rose and he said to Dam.

"Master, when this gentleman entered the door, he dropped a dagger, and Master Paz put it away for fear of being discovered. I can see it clearly!" Schrader grinned smugly as he clutched his axe. He couldn't wait to cut off Dam's head.

"Also, you're the one who spread the news of the Moon Temple's meeting. In the Temple of the Moon, the man with his face covered in a cloak, I remember your voice!" Corriz asked.

"Hehe, you have a good memory, but after that, you will be forgotten along with this memory!" Daim took out his dagger, jumped over the table, and pounced on Coritz, "For my family!

However, his feet were slippery, and Dame slipped. His dagger only slashed Corryz's neck. Schrader ran up and struck an axe at Dam's back—and in an instant, blood splattered.

"Hehe, young man!" Krytz, whose face was splattered with blood, did not move, but sneered. Later, Ex ran in and hurriedly stepped forward to push Dym away.

"Alright, Bishop, do you need to send a letter to Lord Canther? Squillal, wearing a soaked cloak, hurried in through the back door. He had a string of backup keys, as well as a letter from Cancer.

"Yes, it's time to write one. I need him so much. ”

Corryz nodded, reaching for pen and paper. He knew that Paz was using magic to find out what was going on here, but he didn't want to expose it because he trusted Path. So, when the magic leaf burst into the window, he smiled faintly. "Pas, there's still a lot more to grow. I can't always look at him like that. ”

However, Paz already felt that he had grown up, that is, in the true sense of the word. "More growth? I heard it clearly, and I knew that Dem was finished. He muttered to himself.

Back in the room, Paz was a little sad. At the head of his bed was an elk clay fig, which had been given to him by his mother. Now, he just wants to talk to this clay puppet.

"Daim, a kind guy, has never done anything really bad. Paz grumbled.

"They're all demons, just like Gudo!" said Paz, holding back his anger and putting on a blanket, "where is the Revival Legion at this time?" Belch...... In fact, they can't get close here. ”

Then Paz remembered the secret letter that Corriz had asked him to convey. Thus, a person's name echoed in his mind.

Thinking of this, Paz laughed: "Perhaps, I should pay a visit." ”