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Little Jon knelt on the ground and whispered to the fat man sitting in the huge chair in front of him about what had happened at the city gate.

After listening to little Jon's narration, the middle-aged man's fat hand kneaded the maid in his arms and asked slowly

"You say..... We have a big nobleman in Emerald City?"

Little Jon nodded hurriedly

"Well, it's true. ”

"Oh, how big, in the entire ten northern cities, there are only a few of them who are both second-class nobles like my Sika! How many nobles can come to our bitter cold land?"

Little Jon raised his head and looked at Sika Blaim, the biggest nobleman in the Emerald City, and swallowed his saliva before carefully stretching out his finger and pointing to the silk curtain embroidered with family crests in the hall tremblingly.

"Sika... Compare.... than your... Your crest is ten times more complicated........"

"Ahh

Shouted with a crying voice

"Sika, sir, spare me, I won't shout next time!"

Sika turned up with a gloomy face, glanced at the maid who was kneeling on the ground trembling with disgust, and waved her hand gently

"I hate it most than anything when people yell at me while I caress them!

It would make me feel like I'm not gentle enough!

So..... I'm going to feed you to the dinosaurs!"

Without saying a word, the two guards standing behind him rushed forward and dragged the desperate slave girl out.

The female slave who was originally paralyzed suddenly struggled hard, and one of the two guards didn't pay attention, and she actually broke free!

The slave girl slowly retreated, with a miserable smile on her face, looked at Sika, and shouted bitterly

"I curse you, I curse you that one day you will suffer the same pain as me, and I curse you to be crushed to pieces by the thunder and fire from heaven!"

After the slave girl finished speaking, she looked desperately at the rushing guards again, and resolutely turned her head and slammed into the wall pillar.

With a muffled sound, a young girl ended her life like this.

Sika, the cursed object, smiled contemptuously and muttered quietly

"If the curse had worked, I, Sika, would have died thousands, hundreds of times. ”

He then ignored the body that had been dragged away. Staring at little Jon said

"Are you sure? Ten times more complicated than me?"

Little Jon had been watching the beautiful slave girl turn into an abominable corpse.

Hearing Sika's question, he immediately became a spirit, kowtowing like pounding garlic

"Yes, that's right, I'm sure, Sika, don't kill me, spare your life!"

Sika smiled dumbly, patted little Jon on the head, and said gently

"Where do you want to go?

I, Sika, are the most rewarding and punishing, and I am also the fairest, and if you make a mistake, you will be punished, how can I punish you?

And I'm going to reward you!"

Then he took out a silver dinar and handed it to him, encouraging

"Well done, I'll report anything in the future just like today!"

Little Jon walked away with the silver coin in his hand.

The man who had been silent behind him suddenly asked in a low voice

"Master, do you want to .........?"

Sika closed her eyes and gave a gentle "um".

Then he suddenly sighed and said

"Don't kill it this time, just grab the money back and find another person to do it, little Jon knows you, little Jon's dad saved my life when I was a kid after all.

Alas... That's how I, Sika, are soft-hearted...... It's not going to work......."

The man took the order and left.

Sika chuckled after a moment

"Great nobleman..... Interesting. ”

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Li Fan paused for a moment, narrowed his eyes, and the two balls in his hand were spinning drippingly

"Sika invited me to his mansion for a feast?"

Liu Han nodded

"Well, it's an invitation from his butler. ”

Then he handed over a piece of silk framed in a wooden frame, which was full of strange tadpole texts, which Li Fan couldn't understand, and it was probably something like an invitation to a banquet.

Just wanted Liu Han to agree, but a lightning bolt flashed through his head, stopping Liu Han

Sneered

"Get Sherlock for me!"

After a while, Sherlock, who was preparing the slaves, ran over in confusion.

"I wonder what Your Excellency Monte Cristo has to tell me?"

Li Fan didn't speak, but handed over the wooden-framed silk sent by the housekeeper before.

After Sherlock took a look, he was stunned, lowered his head and looked at the tadpole text on it again before exclaiming in surprise

"Isn't this an excerpt from the second chapter of the third chapter of the Holy Prayer?"

Sherlock then read it in a subdued tone

“....................

In the past, there were demons that roamed the land. Seymour tended the flock of his adoptive father, Jethro the Midianite priest, and led them out into the wilderness one day.

The apostles of God appeared to Seymour from the fire of the bush.

Seymour looked, and behold, the bush was burned with fire, but it was not burned.

And Seymour said, I will go over and see this great vision, and why this bush is not burned out.

When the god Hydes saw that he had gone to see, he cried out from among the bushes, and said, Seymour, Seymour. He said, "Here I am."

And God said, Do not come near. Take off your sandals from your feet, for the place where you stand is holy place.

And the god Hildes said, I have seen the afflictions of my people in thys, and I have heard their cry because they are under the dominion of the devil.

So I came into the world........."

Li Fan, who was listening attentively to the reading, turned his head and looked at Sherlock angrily.

Sherlock hurriedly shrunk his neck

"I'm sorry, Your Majesty, that's all it says. ”

Then he smacked his lips again

"It's strange, this gift is precious, but why did Master Sika send this to you?"

Li Fan's expression moved, and he asked naturally

"Oh, can't you send me this?"

Sherlock hesitated for a moment, then gritted his teeth for the sake of the purple dinars

"Your Excellency, I didn't tell you that you didn't look like a nonsense person, but don't tell Master Sika that I said it!"

Then he sneakily looked at his surroundings and whispered

"Sika is a real miser! he gives his slaves, even if it is a broken clay bowl, he has to send someone to pretend to be a robber to snatch it back!

Each prayer comes from your hometown, the Holy City of Maryjoya, written by the Grand Priest of the Draco Sect himself!

The most prestigious nobles of each city were given a copy!

It's worth that, if you sell it, you can say less than 10 purple dinars!

And this thing is not incomprehensible to ordinary people, but I only knew it because I had to participate in the annual holy day sacrifice ceremony to win the prayer reward........"

Li Fan's heart was shocked, but he remained silent on the surface, and then grabbed this prayer and looked at it over and over again, and threw it aside

Said disdainfully

"This, I said how familiar it is, it turns out to be something that I often see at home, no, I have the most headache about this thing, otherwise I wouldn't have run away.

I'm going to give that Sika back later, and ask him to exchange me for two beautiful slave girls!

Okay, go ahead, by the way, I'll buy something else after the slaves are bought, you can do it for me. ”

Sherlock happily walked away again.

Li Fan breathed a sigh of relief at this time, and his heart was surging with murderous intent.

What a Sika!

Sure enough, Sika doubted his identity!

If you are a pretending nobleman, you will happily go to the banquet, and then be caught by Sika.

And Sika not only regained this precious prayer, but also made a great contribution to catching the pretending noble.

But I am really a great nobleman, and I must know that what is above is not an invitation, but a prayer!

Although the other party lost this prayer, he got acquainted with a great nobleman!

In the future, as long as the big nobles take care of it a little, the losses will definitely be doubled and compensated back.

Li Fan's eyes were full of light, and he twisted this prayer, sneering and muttering to himself

"Trick me?....... There are still dozens of thick black books between you and me!

I'm worried that I can't get back to the old Thor family that you detained........

You're good to have it delivered to your door..........."

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