"It looks like His Majesty has already made a decision. Batistuta took another sip of Chambord tea and asked Sun Fei with a smile.

"Well, I did think through some things and made some decisions. The smile on Sun Fei's face disappeared and he nodded solemnly.

The inexplicable contradiction with Barton, Bowyer and others just now reminded His Majesty the King, and Sun Fei did realize some things that he hadn't figured out before, and he always felt that this matter was not just as simple as it seemed, Sun Fei vaguely felt that in the Holy See, there was already an invisible big hand, weaving a net waiting for him.

Perhaps this is a barbarian's intuition.

So Sun Fei must now change his mind and seriously consider the invitation made by Batistuta, which is an opportunity and an adventure.

No matter how he chooses, Sun Fei's bet is huge.

"Then Your Majesty's decision is ......" Batistuta tilted the teacup in his hand and poured out the tea without noticing, with expectant eyes, waiting for Sun Fei's answer.

On the side, the young Divine Master Garcia and the Divine Knight Alan also pricked up their ears and listened.

"My choice is ......" Sun Fei was about to say something, when suddenly two more people came to mind, and changed his words: "My choice is not to make a choice for the time being, and after half a month, I will give the right deacon an answer." ”

This matter, before finally making a conclusion, should still be discussed with the necromancer and the undead bone dragon, at least in advance, although the black-clothed temple has been down for a hundred years, but after all, it is the power of the Holy See, and it is considered the sworn enemy of the undead temple, and the grievances and grievances between the two sides are indescribable, as a partner, Sun Fei suddenly felt that he should take care of and respect the feelings of the two necromancers.

Therefore, before the Necromancer came out of the small world of the thirty-sixth level difficulty area of the Gods and Demons Palace, Sun Fei did not make a commitment for the time being.

"This ......" Batistuta showed undisguised disappointment on his face, but he couldn't forcibly change Sun Fei's mind, he knew that this kind of thing couldn't be rushed.

The young priest Garcia and Alan were also slightly suffocated at the same time, originally thought that at this level, King Chambord would agree, but who knew that the words suddenly changed when they came to their mouths, and the two hearts full of hope suddenly fell off the cliff, and their hearts were also a little dissatisfied with Sun Fei's repeated prevarication, and they felt guilty.

"Because this king suddenly remembered just now, there is another very important matter, which must be determined after half a month, so it needs to wait for a while. Sun Fei felt the sincerity shown by the mighty old man Batistuta, so he patiently explained and assured: "Lord Right Deacon, please rest assured, this king will not do that kind of thing to wait for the price and sell and sit on the ground, nor will he disdain to go to other big faction branches of the Holy See to sell himself like a bar girl, as long as I make a decision to join the Holy See, it will only be a black-clothed temple." ”

After getting Sun Fei's promise, Batistuta was surprised, and there was also a trace of confusion on his old face.

Indeed, for a moment just now, he was indeed speculating whether King Chambord would wait for the price to sell, find some other Holy See factions to negotiate the conditions, and then choose the one with the most generous conditions and sit on the ground to start the price.

Now that they had said it to this extent, the next four of them only exchanged pleasantries for a while, and the three of Batistuta got up and left very interestingly.

......

On the way to the Holy See Chapel in the City of Two Flags.

"My lord, I am suddenly confused, and I hope that your wise answer will dispel the fog in my heart. The young priest Garcia finally couldn't help but speak.

"Say, Garcia, I think I've guessed what you're going to say. Batistuta's mighty face, as hard as molten steel, showed a kind and kind smile, obviously admiring the young divine master in front of him all along.

"King Chambord's strength is indeed very strong, and his potential is also amazing, maybe in the future, he will become a powerful warrior, but through these observations, I find that he does not seem to be suitable to be an excellent leader, please forgive my presumptuousness, I don't mean to slander my savior, but I always feel that in King Chambord, I can't see the temperament of being a spokesman for the gods, he doesn't seem to even be a qualified ordinary divine master, just like what I did to Bowyer, I think...... I think that's pretty pretty naked blackmail. ”

Garcia spoke out the doubts in his mind.

"You're right, my child, in the body of King Chambord, he really does not have the temperament that the [son of God] and the pope of the past dynasties recorded in the sacred texts of the Holy See need to have, in other words, he is like a villain who came out of the vegetable market and the slaughterhouse, some greedy, some cunning, some cold, ruthless, unforgiving, and even a little murderous...... But now, we don't have a choice, if we miss King Chambord, I don't know if there will be people with the [Son of God] constitution who will be willing to join the Black Temple. ”

When he said this, Batistuta had a helpless and depressed look on his face.

This kind of look is something that a young man like Garcia, who has not yet experienced the brutal factional struggle and baptism of struggle within the Holy See, does not understand and cannot understand.

"Actually......" The divine knight Alan suddenly hesitated and said: "Actually, maybe King Chambord is the best choice for the current black-clothed temple, if there is really a person in this world with the physique of a son of God who can take this temple back to its former glory, maybe this person is Alexander, the king of Chambord." ”

"Oh, you mean......" Batistuta's eyes lit up as he thought of something, and suddenly there was a sudden feeling of realization, as if he had grasped some key point.

If you want to break through the shackles, you have to make changes.

And what needs to be changed is first and foremost the Black-Cloaked Sanctuary itself.

A leader who takes an unusual path may bring an unexpected surprise to the entire twilight black-clothed temple.

Batistuta suddenly felt that he and Garcia seemed to have underestimated Alain, a divine knight who took the initiative to surrender, and the strength of the eight-star peak was not particularly outstanding, but the value of this person did not seem to lie in martial arts.

......

City of Two Flags, Holy Holy See Chapel.

"Why is this happening, you didn't tell me that Alexander the King of Chambord is the [Son of God], are you deliberately sending me to death?"

In the secret room, which was filled with white candles on all four walls, filled with the unique wax fragrance and mist of the burning candles, Shepherd Bowyer managed to suppress his anger and confronted the man in black who was sitting quietly in front of him with a low roar that bordered on roaring.

If it weren't for the fact that this mysterious black-clothed priest who didn't know the rank was carrying the token of the big man of the Holy See that he would never be able to provoke, he was afraid that the furious Bowye would have been angry with the mysterious guy in front of him who instigated him to trouble King Chambord, and would have stripped him naked and pulled him out to feed the dogs.

"According to you, it was the black-clothed temple that came into contact with the Chambord king? Could it be that the Chambord king was secretly cultivated by the black-clothed temple [son of God]?" The whole body was shrouded in a specially modified black divine robe, and under the light of the candlelight, only the position of the mysterious man's chin hidden under the long back hat could be seen, and the mysterious man did not care about the shepherd's anger, and asked calmly.

There is an unmistakable condescension and indifference in this calm.

It also made Bowyer, who was in a rage, sober up in an instant.

The mysterious person in front of him is also a character he can't provoke.

"This ...... I must have seen one of the giants of the Black Temple, the right deacon Batistuta, who had a very respectful and close relationship with King Chambord. Bowyer quickly collected his anger and turned back into the endearing Shar Pei dog.

This is his great feature, he can quickly change his mood and posture.

When it's time to pretend to be a grandson, he will definitely not be ambiguous.

"In that case, he's really not an impostor...... Don't...... Did I guess wrong?" the mysterious man muttered to himself, as if thinking about some difficult problem that bothered him so much, and after thinking about it, he shook his head lightly and asked, "Have you seen his fiancée named Angela?"

"King Chambord's fiancée?" The shepherd Bower had a strange look on his face, thinking that the mysterious messenger of the great man had taken a fancy to the fiancée of the King of Chambord, but he did not dare to say it, and said respectfully: "When I went, none of the relatives of King Chambord were in the barracks, so I didn't see it. ”

"Well, send a few people who are a little more excited, and pay attention to this woman's movements. The man in black thought for a moment and said lightly.

"Okay. ”

Bowyer agreed and walked outside, just walked a few steps, thought about it, suddenly turned around and came back and said: "There is one more thing, I must report to you, after I went to the Chambord military camp today, the deputy pastor Barton said that he saw that the people of the Chambord King actually fed three high-level magical beasts that were likely to be legendary dragons......"

"A monster that resembles a dragon?" there was a hint of surprise in the mysterious man's tone: "This is really ...... Anything strange will happen to this guy, this matter, you go back and investigate, it's better to figure out the ins and outs of the matter, don't make your own claims. ”

"Yes, my lord, by the way, today King Chambord killed the deputy pastor Barton, you see...... How should I report to the Imperial Pope?" said this, and Bowyer's face couldn't help but look embarrassed.

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