After listening to Duke's question, Agnes looked at Duke with wide eyes, and the look on her face seemed to be saying how this person learned the general education course of mainland religion, how could there be such a shallow person, full of disdain that could not be concealed.

"Ahem, the Ten Calamities are the code names of the upper echelons of the Church of the End. Vlavic coughed beside him, trying to remind his lord and salvage the situation.

Should I know?

Duke put down the knife and fork in his hand and turned his head stiffly to look at Vlavic, and then at a certain saint who still looked disdainful, but there was no relevant information in his mind.

At this point, Vlavich was no longer at a good time, and Agnes had no intention of speaking.

Duke could only smash his teeth and swallow it in his stomach, gritting his teeth and saying, "Please ask Her Highness the Wise Holy Maiden to popularize this knowledge for me, a little lord in the countryside, I am grateful, and the dessert is enough!"

"Ha, it's not interesting to care if you have enough, just pack one more for me to take away like this." ”

Agnes smiled, but after all, she received the benefits, and after a while, her eyes rolled wildly and said, "Eh, in fact, I can't tell you much about the specifics, you just need to understand that this is the high-level synonym of the Church of the End." ”

Click!

Duke's knife made a shallow mark on the smooth plate, and the shameless woman repeated Vlavic's words and accepted him a valuable dessert in return.

"Ah, don't be angry!" Probably Agnes also felt that his information was sorry for the price, so he added curtly: "The Ten Calamities actually refer to ten powerful disasters, or will lead people to despair of negative emotions and mental stress, these code names are related to the ability of the corresponding church leaders. Moreover, the number of these codes is not absolute, and the names will change from era to era. ”

"The number is not absolute, the name is not absolute?" Duke suddenly remembered in his mind the nonsense that there were five of the four heavenly kings, three of them, and there was actually only one person.

"Yes, if they had a fixed number and a fixed code name, our church wouldn't have spent hundreds of years without getting them," Agnes said with a roll of her eyes.

"And what about the Plague Strategist this time, is it also the new cult leader?"

Duke was still very concerned about this big black hand who suddenly appeared near his territory, and couldn't help but want to know more information.

"No, the code name 'Plague' is one of the oldest codes in the Church of the End. Agnes touched her smooth chin, and then said to Duke with some schadenfreude: "Since the beginning of statistics, the 'plague' of all generations has helped tens of millions of people to complete 'rebirth', my lord. ”

Duke was uncomfortable stared at by Agnes, and her words reminded him of this.

The current northern fortress has not yet implemented new sanitation regulations, the sanitation system is very backward, and the entire urban environment, although not dirty, can still become a hot breeding ground for all kinds of germs.

The health situation in Connaughton, the mining area, will only get worse, and the health system of the entire Duchy of the North will not be able to withstand the plague.

Duke had little confidence in his shallow medical knowledge and hearsay about prevention and treatment options.

Moreover, as the top of the outright cult of the Church of the End, the Plague Strategist may have some other strange means of causing disease.

If he used the magic plague, how would he crack it?

Duke had no choice but to ask Agnes for help again: "I don't think Her Royal Highness will die for me and tens of thousands of my subordinates, right?"

"Eh, what are you talking about, you can rest assured that I am here!" Agnes waved his hand with a big grin, slapped his flat chest on the ground, and said arrogantly: "Your territory is safe, I, Agnes is secure!"

Looking at this so-called Holy Maiden of Light, Duke always felt unreliable, although there was a sloppy old man on the other side who seemed to be very powerful.

That adds up......

It feels even more unreliable!

"How strong are the Plague Strategists, can you handle it?" asked Duke, still uneasy.

He used the system's built-in probing function to learn about the strength of these two people when they first met, but they both got feedback from [???].

It's understandable that Old Man Simon can make the system undetectable, according to Lenia, he has been a legendary martial artist since decades ago, with a strength of level 7 or above, and now no one can clearly know his realm.

It's normal that such a character system can't be detected, and he even has to worry about whether he will be aware of Duke's secret prying eyes.

But the results that Agnes also reported back are very intriguing.

You must know that Duke can detect all the data of Lenia with a level 5 strength when he is at level 2, and now that Duke is close to level 4, there is no reason why he can't detect the strength of a girl who is not very old.

It can't be that the Holy Maiden of the Church of Light's cultivation speed is amazing, and she already has the strength of level 7 or above at a young age, right?

It seems that there has never been a person in this world whose cultivation talent is so rebellious.

"The strength of the Plague Strategist...... Agnes scratched her head, a little uncertain, "Level 7 or 8 is so-so." ”

Level 7 and 8? So-so?

Duke didn't know what to say for a while, is this the confidence of a strong man?

The highest-level martial artist is only level 10, and a scroll that records level 8 magic before helped the northern fortress solve the beast tide that made everyone desperate, such a living level 8 powerhouse will not breathe even if the entire northern fortress is demolished.

"Hey, what's that look on your face. Let me tell you, if I do it with all my might, even a level 8 powerhouse won't be able to do anything to me in a short time!" Agnes slapped the spoon in her hand on the table and said with some pride.

Old man Simon, who had been huddled in the corner to eat meat, instantly showed an unbearable constipation expression, coughed lightly and said, "Lord Duke, anyway, you don't have to worry about anything now, just leave these things to me and Agnes now." ”

Agnes snorted and said nothing, apparently acquiescing to Simon's words.

I saw that everyone had almost eaten, and the things we were talking about were basically clear. Duke didn't say anything more, and raised the glass in his hand to signal everyone to fill the glass and end the welcome feast.