Just as Maria, Grand Master of the Knights of the Rose Order, was preparing to fight the young Cardinal Valentine for 300 rounds, Benedict stopped the dangerous move in time.

Dido Square is full of ordinary people.As long as there is a big fight, there will inevitably be many innocent people who will suffer.The old man grabbed the sleeve of the junior's shirt.Ear whispered a few words.Valentine nodded again and again.The young man pointed at Maria, who was already extremely vicious, and scolded: "If you stop at this moment, then there may be a way to live.Otherwise, it will be easy for me to take your 'life'."

The Grand Master had killed the king with a non-stop attitude, but he didn't expect that it was just a 'decoy' bait, and in this way, her mask of hypocrisy was completely torn off.

Although the heavily armed knights can still be at her disposal for the time being, it will only lead to falling deeper and deeper, and finally falling into a situation from which there is no return. At the moment of honor and life and death, Maria decisively pulls on her back, she drops her weapon, and prostrates herself on the ground, saying, "I am willing to stop, but Counselor Foss must also be punished as he deserves. He has been pretending to be the most trustworthy person around Richard, but he keeps pushing me to take the throne of His Majesty."

"That's natural, that's natural."

"Where is Your Majesty now, I can only calm down the guilt in my heart when I see His Majesty's face immediately."

"There's no need to worry about it. There's no need to worry about it." Valentine and Benedict responded in a perfunctory tone as they watched Pope Dammasus take next.

I saw that the head of the Bojiao sect, with the help of Cardinal Lando, recited several incantations, threw a handful of sand into the air, and in an instant, the originally clear sky was suddenly shrouded in dark clouds.

Albert came to the Pontifical See to ask why, but was forcibly stopped by several other bishops in the Holy See, who kept shaking their index fingers from side to side between the skin of their two lips, meaning not to make a sound, not to disturb the Pontifical See's spell casting.

As Maria's right-hand man, Dureni is still trying to command the knights to rush in and fight the monks in a duel with the monks. What is the difference between this and the black-robed mage of the northern Dessert, don't be 'blinded' by them, Hope Island is ours, kill all outsiders."

It's a pity that such inflammatory 'sexual' remarks didn't 'stir up' too much, because Valentine would never be soft on such people.He picked up Maria's sword that he had thrown on the ground, and he sealed his throat with a sword like a fireball, so that Dureni returned to the arms of God.

Although Maria was full of grief and indignation in her heart, she really didn't dare to say anything, you must know that her lover Dureni was fully armed that day, not to mention a sword so far away, even if a dozen big men surrounded him and knocked and cut him with axes, it did not necessarily hurt his sweat 'hair'. This had to make people break out in a cold sweat.

"Your Holiness, the time is almost up." Old Benedict reminded at the top of his voice.

The clouds in the sky gathered more and more, but the thunder seemed to have stopped, and the knights who had surrounded the square of Dido on the periphery suddenly threw away their armor, and not only threw their weapons away, but also scuffled in twos and frantically. Sitting almost naked on the ground, while muttering words, and occasionally throwing two punches at each other.

Captain Maria was so angry that she couldn't wait to find a crack in the ground and get into it.

"Your Holiness, it seems to be very effective, and I'm going to test the antidote." Benedict looked excited, and he pulled out a small, slender bottle from his waist that contained some green, shiny golden goo.

Valentine laughed and interjected, "Do you want me to help?"

"No, no." The old man was quite proud, he slowly opened the mouth of the bottle, his index finger and middle finger together, and made a few sacred symbolic imprints in the air.

The knights, who had been in a state of madness, slowly came back to their senses, and because they couldn't figure out the situation, they all looked at me, and I looked at you. Not to mention how embarrassing the scene was.

At this time, King Richard, accompanied by his guards, appeared in front of them at the right time, and although he tried to 'show' some smiles, anyone with a discerning eye noticed his brow that could not be stretched.

"This year's martial arts competition is really significant, not only did it make the Grand Master of the Knights 'dew' his original form, but also unexpectedly pulled out a figure that no one expected." Richard said to Fox, who was bound by layers of ropes. I treat you very well on weekdays, why did you think of using such a crooked brain?"

Foss just kept his head down, let the soldiers around him beat and scold, and didn't say a word of substance.

Richard came up to Maria again with a full stomach full of anger and said, "Do you have anything to justify?"

"Your Majesty, I am willing to bear all the consequences, but I beg you to spare those innocent knights, who are simply acting on my orders." Even at this time, Maria dared to look at the king.

"Well, you're the best of the women, you're in prison, and you can still think about the safety of your subordinates. Richard almost roared, and the people around him booed the first half of the king's speech, and when the second half of the sentence came out, they were all so frightened that they knelt around the square.

"Your Majesty, Hope is your home, how dare I think of it?" Maria was calmer than most people at this point, and she paused for a moment, and then took the initiative to say a question that had been held in her heart for a long time. Your Majesty was indeed not here just now."

Richard laughed coldly three times, and did not respond to him, but turned his face away, patted Valentine and Benedict on the shoulder, and said, "You two have worked hard, and with this powerful magic, we have the capital to compete with the infidels on Hope Island."

"Your Majesty, you must give me some time, find a way to find out all the snakes and beasts on the island, and the protective petrified scrolls have already been prepared." Benedict bowed his head.

"Your Majesty, Master Urban, of the Blind Eye Sect, is also ready, and he is willing to do his part against the Desserts." Valentine replied confidently.

"Very good, very good, I'll hand it over to General Frederick to dispose of, and we'll talk about it when we go back to the palace." Richard's face was full of anger, and it seemed that he couldn't restrain his disappointment, after all, Fox and Maria were his right-hand men.

Albert couldn't interject on the side, and he quietly asked Benedict while Richard got on his horse and left, "Those two are stand-ins."

"Who." The old man deliberately pretended to be confused.

"It's His Majesty who was beheaded and the general who is submissive and cowardly."

"This is a little trick of our erudition, and you can't even know about it yet." The old man is a bit mysterious.

"Well, since the threat of the Mind Flayer was confirmed hanging over my head, I felt more and more helpless." Albert couldn't help but complain.

"Silly boy, a person's knowledge and ability will always grow slowly with the years, and you will understand it in the future."

"I'd like to learn the magic of Polymath if I have the chance."

"I don't have to give you a chance." Valentine replied bluntly.

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It was only later that Albert learned some of the general truth of the matter. It turned out that Pope Damassus didn't know through what channel, and he actually learned that Valentine's secret news that King Richard might be involved with the killer organization Crimson RoseMake a 'deal' with the king.The Holy See and the Hope Kingdom help each other.But Richard can't think of moving the Duke of Borot's mind anymore.

Damazus agreed to Benedict's request, much to Valentine's surprise, and afterwards, he had asked Benedict about him, but he couldn't get the slightest words.

In the past, young people only knew that the Pontifical See was a very scheming person, but they did not think that Benedict, who seemed to be honest and honest, also had his own "door" or killer feature.

"Could it be that Duke Borot has any other use value in the eyes of the Holy See." Valentine tossed and turned, and he was determined to unravel the mystery one by one.