"Clever?" Morata laughed and looked at Pastor Lothar in front of him very seriously: "I don't think I'm smart enough, otherwise I wouldn't have even found out that you had taken refuge in the Blood Wolf Family." Pen ~ Fun ~ Pavilion www.biquge.info"

Pastor Lothar smiled slightly: "Lord Deacon, I think you may have misunderstood me in some ways, whether it was before, now or in the future, I Lothar will not take refuge in anyone or family. ”

I don't know why, the smile on Pastor Lothar's face, which looked very sincere and honest in the past, actually looks a little dazzling in Morata's eyes today.

"And what's the matter with this parchment?" Morata shook the parchment in his hand, and the implication was very obvious - since you said that you did not defect to Viscount Juan and the Blood Wolf Family behind the Viscount, then what is the matter with this confidential information that is obviously from the Blood Wolf Family?

Priest Lothar glanced at the parchment in Morata's hand and replied, "This is the bargaining chip that Viscount Juan used to cooperate with me this time. ”

"This time?" Morata keenly grasped the hidden message in the priest's words: "Pastor Lothar, if you say this, this is probably not the first time you have cooperated with the Viscount. ”

"That's right," Reverend Lothar happily admitted, "Bishop Cunningham was driven away by our last successful cooperation. ”

Morata looked at Pastor Lothar in front of him with strange eyes, and he suddenly found that the guy in front of him, who had worked with him for several years and had always been known for his honesty and gentleness, had suddenly changed completely, a Lothar priest he didn't know at all.

A person who has been able to disguise himself for so many years is really terrifying.

Morata suddenly began to break out in a cold sweat on his back.

The young parish deacon took a deep breath to make his tone sound calmer: "So after all that, you still haven't told me your true plan, and if I don't even know what the plan is, how can I help you?" ”

Priest Lothar smiled very secretly and said, "I heard that Lord Viscount Juan visited our new bishop yesterday, and the two of them agreed to hold a light festival at noon today, and three heretics from the dark sect will be burned at the stake. ”

"So your plan has something to do with this Light Festival?" Morata asked.

"That's right," Pastor Lothar nodded, "I will bring our new bishop into disrepute at this Rite of Light, so that all the worshippers at the Rite of Light will realize that this new bishop is not a devout believer at all, but a swaggering liar." ”

"Well, that sounds pretty good." Morata nodded, then added, "So how do you do what you're talking about?" ”

A glint flashed in Pastor Lothar's eyes, and then he smiled, "You'll understand this then." Lord Deacon, I think I've answered your questions enough, so it's time for you to answer mine. Do you want to be on my side in this matter? ”

Morata frowned again and fell into a deep groan.

Pastor Lothar didn't seem to be in a hurry to get Morata's answer, but stood there with a smile on his face.

After a long time, Morata finally looked up: "I can't promise you now. ”

"Oh?" Pastor Lothar also frowned, obviously not satisfied with the answer: "Why? ”

Morata shook the parchment in his hand again, and then handed it back to Priest Lothar's hand: "Although I have not found any falsification in this confidential information you gave me, it is too convincing to be convinced that this bishop is fake just by relying on such a thin piece of paper. ”

"Hmm." Pastor Lota thought for a moment and agreed with Morata's words: "Although I can understand your thoughts, I must tell you sincerely—this bishop is indeed false. ”

"Then prove it to me," Morata glanced at Priest Lothar, "If the Bishop is indeed a fake, then I will naturally side with you and Viscount Juan." With that, Morata walked straight to the exit of the room.

Priest Lothar took a deep look at Morata's back, and a heavy murderous intent flashed through his eyes, but the priest did not take any action in the end, and allowed Morata to disappear from his sight.

"You want to kill me? Really misread this guy. Morata, who had already walked to the corridor of the church, secretly spat out, and couldn't help but panic a little in his heart. The deacon of the diocese of Varna never imagined that the priest of Lothar would be such a person, and he did not expect that the new bishop, who had made him quite favorable, was likely to be an impostor.

"What should I do?" Morata's boots scurried out a series of thuds on the smooth ground, just as he was in a chaotic mood at the moment.

"Forget it, let's not worry about these worries for now." Morata raised his head and looked at the sun that had just risen in the eastern sky: "Let's go and have a romantic encounter with the beautiful young lady who has been waiting for a long time!" ”

The calfskin boots at Morata's feet changed direction and tapped out of the church.

When a man is plagued by annoying worries, a woman is often a great medicine, at least for Morata.

Today's medicine, her name is Lena, the daughter of a teacher in the city of Varna.

Lord's Palace.

Today's Viscount Juan is very rare to wear a set of robes that he usually wears only on holidays, this set of robes made by the exclusive tailor of the blood wolf family for Viscount Juan is not only very gorgeous and extravagant, but also a good set off the majestic figure of Viscount Juan, needless to say, I also know that when Lord Viscount officially appears in front of his people, it will definitely take away the hearts of many young girls.

"Are you ready?" Viscount Juan asked.

"Yes." Falindor, the steward of the Viscount's Mansion and the magistrate of Varna City, replied: "The notice was sent to the villages below overnight last night, and the venue and the personnel to maintain order have been arranged, and the burner and firewood have also been prepared. ”

"Very good." Viscount Juan nodded in satisfaction and asked, "Then what about the preparatory measures I gave you?" ”

"It's ready, too." Farindo replied, and then he asked, somewhat puzzled, "But isn't Priest Lothar already—"

Viscount Juan waved his hand and interrupted Farindo's words: "Since he can betray others for money, then one day he will also betray us for money, and it is always right to be prepared." ”

"Alright, take me to see the execution ground." Viscount Juan stood up from his chair: "Don't forget to send someone to inform our Bishop, please make sure he does not miss the hour." ”

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