Not long after Duke Habs left the ruins of the Holy Palace, Leo and Cheedo arrived at the place where Lord Duke had just stood, and asked Duke Habs and Foster about their actions here.

"What is he doing here?" Leo looked at the palace in front of him, which was originally the Palace of Synnielet, but now it was nothing more than a mountain of ruins composed of countless fragments: "Is it here to gloat?" ”

Cheetos tugged at the corners of his mouth: "I haven't seen each other for thirty years, but... My uncle shouldn't have been so bored yet. If I'm guessing correctly, he's supposed to be here to find out the information. ”

"Intelligence?" Leo was stunned for a moment: "What information can this ruin provide?" Suddenly, Leo seemed to remember something again, "Do you mean-"

"Yes." Cheeto seemed to know what Leo wanted to say, and nodded in advance: "He should want to know the extent of damage to this palace, and use this to speculate what kind of power is destroying the palace, and what level of powerhouse is working inside." ”

"Makes sense." Leo nodded approvingly: "Then does he see it?" ”

"How do I know?" Cheeto gave Leo a blank look: "I'm his nephew, or the kind I haven't seen in thirty years, not the roundworm in his stomach." ”

“.......”

The two stared at each other for a while, and finally Leo broke the silence: "Anyway, we are going to see him now, maybe he can tell us what he thinks when we meet, or not?" ”

Cheedo shrugged his shoulders: "Then go ahead, but how to say... Judging by the few memories of this uncle that I have left in my mind, if he had been convinced of his allegiance to the Empire, we would not have heard a word of truth from him. ”

Having said that, Cheeto followed Leo out of the gates of the Palazzo Synile.

Before walking out of the door, Leo seemed to suddenly remember something, and asked Cheeto, "That holy bell - still not found?" ”

"Yes." Cheetus said: "Although many people saw that the bell appeared and displayed its power after the destruction of the Palace of Synillet, it disappeared after that, and I asked Lord Dandrien, and even he didn't know where the bell had gone. ”

"Okay." Leo couldn't help but sigh with some regret, the month spent in the Inquisition was not in vain, at least Leo read a lot of books in the Inquisition and the Church when he was bored in bed, and learned many unknown secrets, among which were descriptions of the miraculous effects of the bell.

And more importantly, this artifact not only represents a great power, its centuries-old reputation is also a very useful power at this moment, if it is approved by the Holy Bell, Leo is likely to gain more support for it, and there is even a possibility that something like something will cause the two cardinal supporters of Bishop Nelson to defect.

Although none of these guys who can climb to the position of cardinal are not human spirits, and none of them are not extremely proficient in officialdom, but don't forget that they are members of the Church of Light after all, and in such an organization that is different from secular countries, the power of faith can sometimes surpass everything.

The holy bell that was given to the first pope by the Supreme God of Light, and then guarded the Sannilet Palace for three hundred years, is undoubtedly a very huge weight of faith bonus, but it is a pity that this weight did not fall into Leo's hands, so Leo's regret is indeed from the heart.

What you can't get is always good, not to mention that it's really a rare and unique good thing.

Leo put away his little thoughts and stepped out of the gates of the Palace of Synillet.

There is no doubt that Leo and Cheedo still attach great importance to the Duke of Habs, the imperial envoy, otherwise they would not have rushed here early in the morning to meet with Duke Habs in advance.

You must know that there are quite a few people in the Holy See who want to meet with the future empress at this moment, not to mention anything else, at least the Bishop Nelson is definitely one of them, or the more enthusiastic one.

This enthusiasm for the Duke of Habs, or indeed for the Spanny Empire, soon became apparent, for example, Foster had just left the gates of the Palace of Synnielet in the carriage carrying the Duke of Habs, when suddenly a guy in the uniform of the clergy of the Holy See jumped out of the corner and stopped in front of them, waving something in his hand and shouting: "Dear Duke Habs, I-"

Foster was expressionless: "Run over." ”

The dozen or so Lightwing Knights guarding the carriage suddenly accelerated, and before they could finish their words, they were interrupted by the sound of rumbling horses' hooves and the wheels of the carriage.

When the smoke and dust brought up by the convoy completely cleared, there was a bloody corpse on the ground.

But this didn't seem to have taught the other guys a lesson, and after another kilometer or so, the next one jumped out again, this time the man seemed to be prepared, and stopped in the road and shouted, "I'm Cardinal Lord Leslie—"

But before he could finish his words, he was once again drowned in the sound of horses' hooves and wheels, and there was another corpse on the ground that was bloody and fleshy, and whose intestines and entrails were spilled on the ground by the heavy horse's hooves and wheels.

The third messenger finally learned to behave, and this time he did not choose to jump in the middle of the road to block the road, but shouted from the side of the road when he was still about two hundred meters away from the convoy: "I am—"

This time, it was not the sound of horses' hooves and wheels that stopped him, but a cold light that came from the sky.

As soon as two words came out of his mouth, the messenger's head rose to the sky, and columns of blood squirted out of the headless neck like a fountain.

The Duke of Habs had been watching all this with great interest, and did not seem to have any enthusiasm for Foster's practice of killing people without saying a word, and even praised: "Good knife technique!" But - who taught you how to use this saber as a boomerang? ”

Foster raised his right hand and firmly grasped the whirling scimitar in his hand, after encountering two death-seeking guys in succession, the captain had subconsciously paid attention to all the "suspicious targets" in front of him, so he could throw out the scimitar in his hand so quickly.

"Self-taught. Tell your masters, that if you want to see someone, come to your door in the open. ”

The latter sentence was certainly not said to Duke Habs, and Foster's words turned into countless low humming sounds, which instantly sounded in the ears of many Dao Zheng who were looking at the place.

There are no more blind guys.

Moments later, the carriage stopped in front of a beautifully furnished mansion in the Servant District, where Cardinal Jeffrey lived.

The Duke of Habs walked out of the carriage, looking in a good mood, and was about to say something to Forster, who was driving, when he suddenly stopped.

Two figures descended from the sky and landed in front of Duke Habs with great precision.

"Lord Duke, it's really not easy to see you."

This is Leo's voice.

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