Forlì Hills.

A veritable wealthy district.

As the main venue of the reception, this villa is even more luxurious and spacious, with a total of four floors high and more than 20 rooms, as long as there are no accidents, it is basically enough to meet the needs of guests.

On the way to find a room, you can hear the sound of a faint sound coming from every room with a Do Not Disturb sign, and although the party has only started for a short time, many rooms are already occupied.

In a sense, this phenomenon can also show that this cocktail party has been successfully held so far, and many guests have been happy to feel at home.

It wasn't until they went up to the third floor that Archbishop Dai and Leon found a vacant and 'quieter' room.

According to the rules, when following the respected vicar bishop in Johuaga into the room, Dai flipped the wooden sign hanging on the door, making the room a member of the 'Do Not Disturb'.

Along the way, although they heard a lot of strange sounds, the two of them behaved calmly.

In the West, this situation can be said to be commonplace.

"Bishop Leon, what's the matter, I wonder if it's convenient to talk about it now?"

Dai closed the door and looked at Leon Balogun, who had entered the room before her.

She has a cleanliness fetish, which is indeed true, and a high degree of cleanliness.

Handmade carpets, crystal chandeliers with waterfalls, vintage tables and chairs in a medieval style, and a large balcony outside, although this room now looks bright and tidy and regal on the surface, I am afraid that I don't know how many people have done dirty things here.

Even though it was an 'honor' opportunity to be alone with the vicara, Dai didn't want to stay here for long.

"Miss Dai, why be in such a hurry, why don't you have a glass of wine first, let's talk slowly. ”

It seems that talking about each other is not a trivial matter, Leon Balogon did not go straight to the point, and walked towards a round table not far away,

On the table is a bottle of red wine from one of the world's top wineries, and next to it are several crystal clear goblets, clearly ready for the guests to taste, which shows the magnanimity of the host.

Leon Balogon opened the unopened bottle of wine, and as if he knew that Dai had a habit of cleanliness, he carefully wiped the glass with a paper towel before pouring it.

Looking at the vicar who came over with two glasses of wine, Dai smiled slightly, reserved and elegant.

"I didn't expect Bishop Leon to be interested in wine as well. ”

"Drink only once in a while, and the Lord has not placed a ban on his servants. ”

Leon Balogon smiled and handed over one of the glasses of wine, although he was a clergyman, he was not as pedantic and rigid as ordinary people remembered, he was quite open-minded, friendly, amiable, and seemed to be a relatively easy type to get along with.

Dai glanced at the brightly colored red wine.

Although there are considerable cultural differences between the East and the West, there is at least a consensus on one point, that is, strangers should not drink indiscriminately, especially on occasions such as drinking parties.

Although she was well aware of the truth of people's guesses, Dai still showed her basic respect and trust for the vicarious bishop and took the wine glass.

“cheers。 ”

Leon Balogon picked up his glass and touched it with the one in Dai's hand.

He took a sip, but Dai didn't.

"Bishop Leon, this is our first meeting, right?"

Leon Balogon nodded and swallowed his drink.

"Of course, I had a thin relationship before, and I never had the opportunity to meet Miss Dai, but I didn't expect to be lucky enough to meet here today. ”

"Oh, I thought you had come for me. ”

Dai made a joke and stared into the other's eyes.

"Since it's the first time we've met, why do I always think your voice sounds familiar?"

Leon Balogon was not surprised, holding a wine glass and smiling kindly.

"Do you think my voice sounds younger? Miss Dai wasn't the first person to say that, a lot of people have said it. I also hope that my youth is not only a voice, but time does not forgive people. ”

Dai didn't seem to expect the other party to be so funny, and she laughed dumbly when she heard the words.

"You have served Allah for so many years, and I believe that Allah should protect His most loyal servant and make you live a long life. ”

Leon Balogun shook his head and smiled.

"Miss Dai's words are wrong, if the Lord really likes someone, he will not let you stay for long, because it will summon you to serve him in advance. ”

Dai was stunned, and then smiled and bloomed like a flower.

She shook her glass slightly, and finally began to look at the old man in front of her seriously.

The highest-ranking representative of the temple in Jovaca is an interesting figure.

"Miss Dai, let's get down to business. ”

After doing so much foreshadowing, Leon Balogon finally stopped beating around the bush, looked at the fourth heir of the Rothschild family, and said unhurriedly: "I asked Miss Dai to come here just for one thing, to cooperate." ”

"Cooperation?"

Dai's thick and slender eyelashes blinked, and her green eyes subconsciously showed a look of doubt.

"Yes, cooperation. ”

Leon Balogun nodded.

Dai smiled in surprise and said curiously: "I don't know what kind of cooperation you are referring to, what exactly does it mean?"

She had never known the Templar vicar, and he wanted to cooperate with her, which would be a novelty for anyone.

Looking at Dai's blue eyes, Leon Balogun's expression suddenly became solemn but serious.

"Just like the ongoing collaboration between your family and my temple, I want to work with Miss Dai...... Divide the prefecture. ”

Dai's eyes narrowed, and the smile on her face gradually began to subside.

The underworld loses its master, and the world strikes at it.

After the fall of Emperor Yan, the Co-Prosperity Society and the Temple did not abandon that period of 'battlefield love', and naturally launched a concerted effort, becoming the two largest forces among the many forces that surrounded and suppressed the underworld in all aspects.

It is a well-known fact that the underworld is in danger, and even imminent destruction, but no matter how you say it, the level of struggle involves a wide range of areas, and it is by no means something that ordinary people can interfere with, and now the vicar of a temple has come to say to himself that he wants to divide the underworld?

Could it be that in less than a year, the once-prosperous underworld has been so sad that everyone wants a piece of it?

"Divide the ...... Prefecture"

Dai Mo read it, then looked at Leon Balogun, who spoke amazingly, and asked softly: "I don't know what kind of division you call a partition?"