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She's been too busy lately.

"Ma'am. When she had changed her clothes and walked out of the room, she had seen the servant standing respectfully before her—and she was called "Madame"—and that few nobles did not know about her, for she was Lady Gabriel, Lelia Gabriel.

"Any news?" Lylia glanced at the servant and walked downstairs, "Are those defenses really removed by Duke Wizdem himself?"

"Yes, by all indications, he seems to have settled everything in the months leading up to the incident. The servant said, "It's like ......."

"It's like, writing a suicide note, isn't it?" Lelia's voice was lukewarm.

The servant did not speak.

A hint of confusion flashed in Lyria's eyes, but more of determination.

"Where's Jean?" she asked.

"Lord Gabriel...... Waiting for you downstairs, he rushed back when he heard you were looking for him. The servant replied.

Lelia was silent, and she quickly walked down the stairs to the lowest floor, where there was indeed a somewhat fat middle-aged man, with his blond hair and narrowed eyes.

Jean Gabriel, Duke of Gabriel, is also Lyria's husband.

"Oh, ma'am, how have you been lately, I have brought you a bouquet of flowers in Isop Territory, and I hope you will like it. Lelia didn't hide her voice, so Jean quickly spotted her—and when he saw her, Jean smiled brightly and tried to pick up the bouquet of different flowers from the side.

A beautiful bouquet of flowers indeed.

"I don't like flowers. Lelia calmly replied to his kindness, "Didn't I tell you to come back before the end of the World Moon?"

"But...... On the way, you also know that the road to Rose May is too dangerous. Jean was very embarrassed.

"Danger, what about your spells, what about your servants?" asked him, and Jean obviously couldn't come up with a reasonable answer, so he could only bow his head in place - seeing him like this, Lelia felt a little discouraged, "Forget it - I want to ask about another matter, what were you doing when something happened to the Wizdem family?"

"House of Wizdem? Oh, poor Aldrich, I always thought something was wrong with him like that. Jean thought for a moment.

"What do you mean by that?" Lylia had never been a good looker, especially when it came to Jean.

"Aldrich, too, is too egoistic, although the Wyzdem family is powerful, it is really not an opponent of the Holy See. "Perhaps it was also meant that Aldrich would not have been to Florenling Cathedral all these years." ”

Lelia frowned, "How do you know it was done by the Holy See?"

This story spread far and wide in the Lutheran kingdom, but no one dared to say who did it was.

Jean's face suddenly turned pale, and he explained, "I always think that such a possibility is valid. ”

"Then you'd better provide some evidence later. "Lelia doesn't expect anything from Jean to be useful in these ways.

"That'...... Shall we have breakfast together?" Jean said after a moment's thought.

"No, I'm going to go out. Lelia walked out the door without looking back.

There was a cold, heavy crashing sound as the door closed.

The expression on Jean's face faded, his expressionless face looked less friendly, but it still didn't give a serious feeling.

The family has long been managed by Lelia Gabriel.

It would have been a good thing that the woman had easily taken over the things that had troubled him—but......

"Are the heirs of this family all fools who care about one thing or the other?" rang in his ears from a quarrel they had had, and the woman looked at him condescendingly, as if it were today, "because of this character...... Ha...... How ridiculous is this!"

Sure enough...... How ridiculous.

Thinking about those things, Jean had already returned to his room.

He didn't share a room with Lelia anymore.

"Mr. Jean. When he closed the door, his face completely covered in darkness, the magic energy automatically converged into a ball and appeared in front of him—the voice coming from the crystal ball was very cold.

"Your Majesty the Pope!" Jean shuddered and hurriedly bent down to salute when he saw Pope Sassoon's face.

There was a faint resentment on his face, and at this time, only fear and timidity remained.

"Do those people know what happened to the Wyzdem family?"

"Of course, they disobeyed your orders, and these punishments were known to all!" Jean replied.

"Arentia is above - your pious heart, Ironia has already understood, so what do you want? There are not many such gifts. Sassoon looked at him.

Jean was overjoyed, and he stood up straight and looked up at the Pope: "Of course! I hope...... I hope ......"

Sassoon looked at him with those cold eyes.

"Lelia Wizdem...... I want her to die. Jean's hand was clenched into a fist, and his barely visible eyes were filled with a thick black mist, "I want her dead!"

"In that case...... Sassoon said to meet Jean's expression of hatred and expectation.

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"What an interesting guy -- Jean Gabriel. When the correspondence ended, Sassoon was still seated in the church, and the man near him was not Ed Ansendil, but someone else, who had killed the Duke of Wizdem.

"Interesting? It's a boring word, but let's think about how to spread the gospel of Erentia. Sassoon said.

"It's too slow—it's too slow. But the answer was negative.

Sassoon looked at him.

"Ed Ansendil is moving too slowly—we should be quicker and destroy the entire Luther kingdom. The man said.

"No, what he said was always right, do what he says. ”

"But he doesn't even consider himself a believer!"

"Someday it will be. No one can resist Erentia's call. The Pope said, "This time, you have worked hard, go and rest." ”

The man didn't say anything more, he turned and walked out of the church.

"Ed Ansendeil...... Ha. His voice slowly came out of his mouth, echoing in this quiet space, "As the son of that woman, I wonder how far your plans can stand?"

His figure disappeared into the church.

The last sentence floated and dissipated.

"If Aldrich Wizdem's deathbed statement is correct......"