It takes capital to do a traitorous business, and the same is true for a traitorous business, but the price of Chamberlain's opening is a bit high, and it can be seen from the current situation of the reform radicals in power that the conservatives of Vulcan are not alive and well, so it is quite painful to sacrifice a few backbones as "blasphemers" and "martyrs". Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

Therefore, the middle-aged man with the title of baron took a deep breath and said very seriously: "I need to communicate with the archbishop. ”

Chamberlain nodded, signaling him to be casual, so the middle-aged man took out a magic note and began to write obscure words on it, which was obviously a cipher text within the Vulcan Cult, and as his last pen fell, a note turned into flying ash, and a mysterious magical energy flew out of the ashes and flew towards the south.

This is a common means of contact for the upper nobles in this world, as long as they have the corresponding magic fluctuation frequency band, they can communicate with each other, and the speed is extremely fast, and they can also be written in ciphertext, which is very safe, and the corresponding price is expensive, and many small noble territories produce for a year, and they can't buy a few sticky notes.

After a full five minutes, a wave of magical energy fell on the note in the man's hand, he looked down, and then took a deep breath: "Your Highness, the archbishop has agreed, and I, too, will remain in your army as a blasphemous." ”

This kind of dirty deal naturally can't leave any contracts on paper, it all depends on the credibility of both parties, after all, even memoranda and top-secret files have the risk of being disclosed, then the only end for both parties is to be ruined.

So after saying this, a black fire suddenly appeared on his body, and the whole person's face turned pale instantly, and there seemed to be a roar full of majesty from the darkness, and then his whole person began to roll on the ground, screaming while rolling, and countless black flames flew out of his pores.

Karl's eyes narrowed, and the powerful fighting spirit of level twenty instantly stood up, and the knight's sword in his hand danced like the wind, collecting those black sparks one by one, and finally forming a black fireball on the tip of his sword.

This kind of flame is extremely domineering, not only have they not been extinguished by Carlton's fighting energy, but they have begun to use their fighting energy as fuel, and the more they burn, the more they burn!

"Divine Punishment...... Divine punishment ......" Chamberlain tapped his index finger on the armrest, unconsciously increasing the frequency: "Being able to provoke the wrath of the gods when he renounces his faith is really a high-ranking clergyman, it seems...... This is a bloody investment, or not, this deal has been promoted! ”

Shaking his head, Chamberlain held a magic trick with both hands, and the huge spiritual power directly cut off the connection between the middle-aged man and the fire god Ancarit, not only the flame on the man's body was extinguished, but even the flame on Karl's sword was suddenly extinguished.

"Roar!" A tyrannical roar faintly came from the void, and the strong people above the eighteenth level in the camp felt a wave of dizziness, this was a powerful god who was angry, the god was as powerful as a prison, he could not watch his punishment of the traitor be interfered with.

"With this kind of Mao God, do you dare to argue with Valhalla?" With a playful smile on his face, Chamberlain took off the badge on his chest and slammed it directly.

The anger in the original roar turned into unwillingness, the huge divine power slowly dissipated, and the man rolling on the ground slowly stood up, looking at Chamberlain with more surprise, puzzlement and shock in his eyes.

The same expression also appeared on the bodies of Carl and other knights, in the abyss, he had seen more moths than this, but without the intervention of Valhalla or other priests of gods above the peak of divine power, there was no way to properly solve it, and Chamberlain ...... is a mage.

"It's really comfortable to have a thigh to hold, it's really comfortable......" Chamberlain showed a satisfied smile, slowly hung the badge back on his chest, and stretched his waist, "It's been a long time since I've played this, it's interesting." ”

Of course, Chamberlain knew what these people were thinking, but he didn't need to answer, after all, the other party was also a duck listening to thunder, and although the belief system of this plane was not backward, the analysis of belief was still superficial.

As a descendant of the "witch", an organization that developed from primitive heaven and earth worship to ancestor worship and totem worship, and finally transformed into god worship, although he now faces a strong man of the level of gods, it is too bad for him to think about facing the gods now, but with his understanding of the nature of faith, if he can't win in the confrontation in the air, it will be too bad.

After all, it was impossible for the fire god Ancallit to be engrossed in observing a believer, and what Chamberlain had to face was only a few hundredths or even a thousandth of the strength of this god.

"At this level, the god of Mao is also worthy of being called a god? Still powerful? The victorious Chamberlain pursed his lips disdainfully, walked to the door of the tent, and turned his head to look at the knights: "Call the Valhalla priest who is with the army, give him a treatment, don't do a conversion of faith, I will keep him useful, and Karl will accompany me to Marshal Wendthor once." ”

The other party paid a considerable price, and Chamberlain must also give a considerable response, otherwise the skin will be torn, and his reputation will be ruined, and reputation is a bad thing, but it cannot be washed away.

"By the way, remember to remind me to write a diary in the future, just like today, to write it down." As he walked, Chamberlain suddenly turned to Karl and said, "You can also write a memo or something, record what happened and what you have seen." ”

"Huh?" Carl, who was half a step behind Chamberlain, was stunned, obviously not understanding what Chamberlain meant.

So Chamberlain began to explain: "You think, you are now a level 20 knight, once you are promoted to the Holy Domain, and then push the family's title up, then the scholars of the alliance will study the history of your family, not only rely on historical materials, but also involve the growth history of you, the promoter, this is a good thing to leave a name in history, so that you can more vividly show in front of future generations." ”

"Then, your children and grandchildren can also take your diary and see how you conquer the abyss, crusade against the unsubordinate, and leave an epic for the family that can be sung, right?" Chamberlain patted him on the shoulder, "It's a good habit to keep a diary, remember to let your colleagues develop it too, even if we flip through it occasionally, we can also learn lessons from it." ”

This is equivalent to a promise in disguise, Karl's eyes lit up, nodded, and thoughtfully: "What His Highness said is, for example, what His Highness did today can give enough inspiration to the lowly position, and it needs to be written down and studied carefully." ”

Chamberlain's face showed a teachable expression, and he continued to walk in the direction of the handsome tent.

"I'm going to be a god in the future." The proletarian medical dog said to himself, "The foundation of the gods is the merit of saving this world, I have to leave a good name, I can't even reach the level of the map of the diary power, right?" Well, I also wrote a "Diary of Zhang Gongbolun", even if it is not the British Prime Minister, he can't lay the foundation of peace with his own hands, but he still has to leave a name in history......"