Targeted by everyone, the Templars had to say, "We know where the gem is, and we are willing to hand it over or destroy it in our hearts."

But honestly, none of us dare to tell you where you are, let alone let you look for it."

"What do you mean?" Richard asked, confused, and then thought of something, "The place where the gems are hidden is in danger, or is it your holy place that you dare not open?"

When Philip heard this, he looked at the Templars with a suspicious expression, "Is that the place?"

"Yes, Your Majesty, as long as they are Anglican people, no one dares to disturb them,

And nearly a thousand years have passed, and we only know the approximate location, and the specific entrance has been lost for hundreds of years."

"Hey", Philip sighed deeply and took the initiative to explain, "If there is no accident, the place where the gem is hidden should be the grave of the head of the Knights Templar who died more than nine hundred years ago.

If the gem were there, no one in the Templars would dare to open it."

It is true that no one dares to say such a thing that disturbs the rest of the ancients.

And William, although he is not an English in nature, has no scruples in his heart, but don't look at him yesterday to let Sunday look for it, and he has already found it.

But he also didn't want to disturb the reputation of the ancients.

After all, no matter what name is used, disturbing the deceased is definitely something that no one can accept from the bottom of their hearts.

Except, of course, robbers.

But now, the descendants of these robbers pretend to be noble, so William can only follow suit on the surface.

Even if he could hide it from all the Englishmen, Captain Marvel couldn't hide it no matter what.

In case Carol has no intention of speaking out, or when the relationship between us deteriorates in the future, William's digging of someone's grave today will definitely become a stain that he will never be able to wash away.

Now that there is a way to get the Seth Gem in the name of it, William doesn't mind a little trouble.

frowned and said, "Don't forget, in case we all die in a few tens or hundreds of years,

Posterity has not valued the comfort of posterity for too long, and when Seth regains the idea of playing the gem, what will our descendants do to stop him".

These words immediately made the hesitant crowd worry again, and William immediately replayed what Ammanet had said several times.

Then explained, "This mummy mentions Seth as the Grim Reaper several times,

But all the information that can be found shows that Seth's priesthood is desert and darkness, shouldn't that make us more vigilant?"

"No," said Shakkel, the Minister of Magic, worriedly, "you mean that Seth is seeking the priesthood of the Grim Reaper?"

William, who was waiting for this sentence, shrugged, "Anyway, I don't think Ammarnet, as a believer in Seth, has the audacity to call his master the priesthood."

Everyone nodded, and Shackel said worriedly, "This means that once Seth enters our world, he will bring only death."

William nodded affirmatively, "Isn't it obvious, there are not many dead people, how can he be embarrassed to call himself the Grim Reaper."

"Hell yes".

"Damn", William finished speaking, and the scene was full of curses.

Even the most layman Richard first understood that the catastrophe caused by the entry of a demon god with the purpose of death into England was absolutely devastating.

Thinking about this, he turned his gaze back to the Templars, "Where is the exact location?"

"I, I, I".

"Hell, you just have to tell me the approximate location of the cemetery, and we can map and find the rest in the name of building a subway.

As for the cost", Richard looked at William, "I don't think you would mind donating some money to the City of London".

"No problem", William nodded directly, and he was relieved.

As long as there is a name that makes it right, the rest is simple.

It takes too long to build a subway, so it's easy to get straight to the point.

"Actually, when I went home yesterday, I checked the information left at home, and I could probably guess where the cemetery was.

If the Anglican Church needs to be renovated, perhaps I, as a Holy Knight, donate 20 million pounds to the church, which should be able to renovate the church.

As for the discovery of the secret passage hundreds of years ago in the process of restoration, in line with the concept of protecting cultural relics, let people go in to see what it is, and whether it needs to be urgently protected, this should not be too much, right?"

"Of course not", although Richard is a little sorry for the fact that the subway cannot be built,

But that is important, he still knows it very clearly, if there are really mass casualties in his second term, let alone leave a good reputation after leaving office, it is difficult to say whether he can continue to be the first one.

What's more, William's idea makes it impossible to find a place to blame,

Even if someone knows that the purpose is not simple, you can't stop the church from repairing and donating.

"That's it, and the purpose of our gathering today is to discuss the renovation of the Anglican Church.

Now that the proposal has passed, what do you think?"

Everyone looked left and right, and soon nodded and said,

"Seconded".

"Seconded".

Seeing that everyone agreed, Richard quickly took out his own style in the main mansion,

Standing up and glancing at everyone, "Okay, then let's talk about the next topic, whether we agree to leave this matter involving the safety of England to Duke William Devonhill."

After saying that, he raised his hand directly, and then reminded, "If any of you have the confidence to face a demon god, then I agree that he is qualified to participate in the competition.

Otherwise, it is not responsible for him, and even more so for tens of millions of English,

We want to be 100% safe, but personally, I'd rather believe that I've dealt with Thor,

and Mr. Devon Hill, who has a good relationship with Captain Marvel, who once saved the planet."

Damn Richard, none of the wizards in England who have a bit of an idea in their hearts now want to compete with William for this qualification.

Seeing that no one objected, Richard said directly, "Then William Devon Hill, you are willing to lead Kingsman to protect the safety of England at the same time,

Become the head of a department dedicated to extraterrestrial things in England?"

"Of course, it's my pleasure," William agreed without hesitation.

"Wait",

Shakel of the Ministry of Magic, at this time, no longer cares about William's eyes flickering with danger,

"I have no objection to William's management of aliens, but the right of our Ministry of Magic to deal with magical events within England also needs to be respected,

After all, don't forget, this right of the Ministry of Magic was earned by thousands of wizards who have given their lives to protect England for hundreds of thousands of years."

Hearing this request, William gave Shackel a blank look, "No problem, I agree that you have these rights,

And if necessary, we can even cooperate with each other to deal with aliens or aliens who harm our interests.

Still have questions?"