Soon, Job Bleey followed the city guard to the city gates. It's just that the walls of the imperial capital are too high, and it is extremely difficult for Job Brie to climb, and he can't help but secretly scold the craftsman designer back then, why did he have to design the walls of the imperial capital so high.

Walking to the battlements of the city wall, Jobli looked down, only to see a tall man in a robe, looking expressionlessly at the two extremely magnificent statues at the city gate.

Seeing that there was really only one person on the other side, and there were dozens of sturdy city guards standing beside him, Chobley's original nervousness suddenly relaxed, and his confidence was much fuller.

Job Brie raised his voice and shouted downward, "Who are you? Why did you destroy the dragon crossbow of our Ganeman Empire? Do you know that you will be executed by our empire like this!"

The man below didn't look up, but raised his right hand up, only to see Joble's body of more than 200 pounds floating so lightly, and then falling towards the city wall at a high speed.

The incident happened suddenly, and Jobley didn't react at first, when he fell out of the city in mid-air, and he let out a scream like killing a pig in horror.

He never expected that the other party would dare to cast magic without warning, after all, this is the capital of the Garneman Empire, who would dare to run rampant here? Even if the imperial forces are now transferred to the Demon Beast Mountains, there is still an Archbishop of the Holy Light standing at the top of the continent in the city.

And the guards beside him didn't react in time, and could only watch the finance minister smash to the ground from the city wall dozens of meters high.

Just when Job Boil thought that he was going to die tragically in the city today, he suddenly felt that his falling figure suddenly stopped, and his whole body was suspended in the air, looking down, and found that there was still a distance of more than two meters.

Just when he thought he had escaped death, the mysterious magician decided to spare him, and once again a sense of weightlessness shattered his thoughts.

There was a loud "boom", smoke and dust rose on the ground, and the finance minister of more than 200 pounds was lying on the ground crying and wailing bitterly, although he picked up a life, but fell from a height of more than two meters, even if there was a buffer of snow, he was still injured.

I heard the mysterious magician standing not far away say: "Even if your majesty the king sees me, you must call me sir, what are you?

If you dare to call Archbishop Earls Brandt by name, either this person has a problem with his brain, or he does have that strength and courage.

Jobley wailed as he stood up with great difficulty, and at this time he still had the arrogance and arrogance of his past, and he looked completely embarrassed.

Chobrie endured the pain and asked with difficulty: "Dear sir, you said that you are from the Guran Empire, I don't know what kind of noble status you have?"

Although Jobli was respectful on the surface, he still looked down on the mysterious magician in front of him in his heart. In his opinion, the Violet Continent is now a situation where the Garneman Empire is dominant, and a small country like the Gulan Empire, Garneman will not take it seriously at all.

The man said in a calm tone, "Go and tell Earls, just say that Simon Baylor of the Guran Empire is here, and let him come out to greet him." There is no imperial royal etiquette at all, and it is still claimed to be the number one country in the Violet Continent? It's ridiculous!"

As soon as he heard the words "royal courtesy", Joebury immediately put away his contempt, which is not something that ordinary people can say casually. Obviously, the identity of the mysterious magician in front of him is not simple.

Although Chobley's expression was painful, he finally forced out a gentle smile: "Please wait a moment, sir, and I will ask the archbishop to be invited." He had realized that the current situation was completely out of his control, so he could only go and ask the legendary Archbishop of the Holy Light to come.

At this moment, a kind voice came from above: "No need, I've arrived." ”

When Job Brie looked up, he saw an old man in a white robe standing on the city wall, in the heavy snow.

I saw that he was holding a golden scepter, and he was white, coupled with this goose feather snow, he looked even more otherworldly, as if he was possessed by the god of holy light.

Simon snorted coldly: "You came fast enough!"

Earls said with a smile: "You have made such a big disturbance at the gate of the imperial capital this time, how dare I not come out to greet you? Then don't you want to tear down the entire imperial capital?"

"Hmph, standing so high, still as arrogant as before!" Simon's attitude still did not improve.

Archbishop Earls smiled, and slowly walked down the city gate, came to Simon, and gave the other a hug without saying a word.

This scene can stunned Jobry on the side, not to mention that the archbishop has hardly left the door over the years, and the second door has not stepped out, this warm embrace is completely unimaginable.

From this point of view, the archbishop and this mysterious magician of the Guran Empire are really old acquaintances, and they have an excellent relationship. Otherwise, how can they take the initiative to hug?

"Oh, my former comrade-in-arms, you haven't come to visit me all these years, but I'm a little disappointed. Archbishop Earls of the Holy Light said with a smile.

Simon's attitude at this time obviously improved a lot: "If I don't come, you can't go to our Gulan Empire to have a look? What? Dislike our Gulan Empire is too small and too remote?"

Earls hurriedly waved his hand: "Eh, you can't talk nonsense." ”

Seeing that Chobrie on the side was in a completely shocked state, Earls introduced: "This is Simon Baylor of the Guran Empire, the Wind-based Grand Magister, and he is only a thin line away from the Holy Magister. He once represented the Gulan Empire in the battle of destroying the dragon more than ten years ago, and his achievements were outstanding. He is now the high priest of the Qur'an Empire, and it stands to reason that we should receive him with royal rituals, but since we have seen them, we should dispense with those cumbersome rituals. I guess you wouldn't mind Simon, would you?"

As he spoke, Earls smiled and looked at Simon on the side.

Simon snorted, acquiescing.

Soon, Earls brought Simon into the imperial capital, leaving Jobrie still in a state of shock, not able to recover.

Over the years, he has relied on his personal relationships and friendship with the Brant family to slowly climb to the position of Chancellor of the Exchequer, which can be said to have obtained a position above 10,000 people under the two. These two people, one is His Majesty the King, and the other is naturally the Archbishop of the Holy Light.

In recent years, these two have been completely ignorant of government affairs, and Jobrie has naturally become a temporary speaker of the Garneman court, of course, that is only on the surface. In fact, the Brant family would often send people to his mansion to give orders.

Naturally, Jobrie did not dare to slack off, and everything was done one by one. But he no longer feared anyone except the Brant family and His Majesty the King. Because of this, he has become more and more unscrupulous.

At this time, in retrospect, it turned out that he was not worth mentioning at all in front of the archbishop.

Thinking of this, Job sighed and walked back to the imperial capital a little lonely.