Roynala lay in the garden, feeling the warm and soft sunlight.

Now there is no more accumulated documents to sign, and in my hand I am looking through the poetry collection of the up-and-coming poet Vest that has just been delivered, and I chew on freshly cut fruit in my mouth, and it is no longer the strange sour taste of energy medicine. The maid next to him was gently beating his leg, not the endless work that his clerks kept reporting on. I have to admit that this kind of life is still good now.

Except for a bit of emptiness.

Roynala is forty-two years old this year, as the second son of a concubine, he has no pure blood, and his father is not the most powerful in the family, he can achieve the position of port governor, no matter who else he is indeed very capable. But only he knows how much effort and effort he has put in behind the scenes to climb to this height at this age.

But that's all there is to it. Although Rowenara was conscientious and conscientious in running the port, in the eyes of many people in the family, this position was a big cake with rich oil and water, and as long as he had the heart, he could always unconsciously take out a piece of fat from it and stuff it into his pocket. I don't know how long those people drooled, but with the help of this accident, they finally found a good excuse for mishandling and causing a bad relationship with the temple to get him down. It's just that who will take the top, those people began to fight again, and until now it seems that there has been no result, and the affairs of the port have been paralyzed for several days.

Those stupid people who don't know what to call them. Do they really think that they can do the work of the port by sitting in that position and signing? Is it really up to the clerks to handle everything? Do they know the background of the gangs in the port? Do they know who the sailors are in charge of? Do they know when to go to the Temple of the Storm to worship? Do they know which store's energy potion works the most? Do you know how much Roynala Red Hand has worried about this port and this city over the years?

Hey, forget it, since they're all gone, let's take a good rest. Roynara pressed her forehead, pushing back the sudden burst of anger. Maybe that's not bad, you can go to Oroyosta to see your two sons in the spring of next year, the tuition fee of the Academy of Magic is ridiculously high, more than ten times that of when I was in school, I hope those two little bastards can learn something useful, and don't soak in some drama and poetry all day long...... It's a pity that I was too careful when I was in the governor's position, and I didn't have the idea to get more for them...

"Sir, sir—" The servant's voice woke Roynala out of his trance, and he realized that he had almost fallen asleep.

"A priest from the Temple of the Sun and a Westerner are at the door, saying they have something to look for you. ”

Whatever it was, the words 'temple' and 'Westerner' alone gave Roynala a headache and annoyance, and he waved his hand at the servants, "Let them get out of here! I don't want to see any temple guys except the Storm Temple, let alone Westerners, who give me a headache and make me sick when I see them." ”

The servant who received the order quickly retreated, but it was not long before he ran back at a faster pace: "But those two men said that they must see the master, and they said that there was something very important. There's one of them who is a temple priest, and we don't dare drive people out..."

"Then let them stay at the door, the sun is nice today, they should like it. Roynala raised the book of poems in his hand again. Actually, he didn't really like to see this kind of thing, but it was sent back from Oroyusta by his youngest son, and he had to see it if he didn't like it anymore.

"Yes. The sun was shining today, but we thought we might as well have a chat. ”

The voice sounded, and Roynala looked up to see a white-robed Helios priest and a Westerner walking in, and the Westerner was the interpreter who claimed to be a mage on the ship, and was responsible for his current situation.

"How can you trespass?" Roynara jumped up from his chair and roared loudly. "This is my mansion! Get out of here in three seconds, or I'll call the guards! The Temple of the Sun can't ignore the law and the dignity of the nobility like this! I will make the worst protest to the High Priest of Niah!"

"If you knew why we came, you wouldn't do it. The pastor seemed to be a little hesitant and worried, but the Westerner translator was calm and steady. "Just last night, the Reverend Arnold of the Temple of the Sun and I were subjected to a despicable assassination by a group of gangsters who, according to them, were employed by the former Harbor Governor, you. It is said that you gave them a hundred gold coins to kill me. Those guys also used quenched weapons and crossbows, and if it weren't for my luck, Reverend Arnold would have died. Even so, Pastor Arnold was seriously injured and is still being treated at the temple. By the way, the high priest of Nia was very angry. ”

Roynara was stunned and shocked at first, and then immediately roared: "Absolutely slander! You are lying! I will hang you, a Westerner who slanders the aristocracy!"

"I swear in Amanta's name that what Mr. Wind says is the truth. Pastor Arnold is still being treated at the temple. The sun god priest raised his hand and pressed the emblem on his chest and said loudly.

If a clergyman dares to swear by the gods he believes in, there is absolutely no possibility of lying. Roynala's face flushed, and his mind was almost blank with a sense of absurdity, anger and fear: "This can't be, this can't be... I didn't do it... I swear in the name of the Queen of God that I never did anything like that..."

The two servants and maids next to him all looked panicked and quietly retreated. Assaulting and killing clergy is a felony of felonies, and even if their lord is a nobleman, he may not be able to afford it.

"So we'd better have a good talk, aren't we?" the Westerners spread their hands. "You should believe now that we do have something important to discuss with you, or else we would not have come here, but would have gone with the High Priest to the Council of Nobles to testify. ”

After a few breaths, Roynala finally calmed down a little and waved his hand to a few servants around him: "You all leave, let me talk to these two gentlemen." ”

The servants hurriedly retreated, but the sun god priest also bowed to the Westerners: "Mr. Feng, my task has been completed, then everything is left to you." I return to the Temple of the Sun to return to the High Priest, and may the light of Amanta always favor you. ”

Watching the priest leave, Roynala and the Westerner translator were left in the garden. Roynala looked at the young-looking, strange-looking Westerner, "Okay, you can say anything you want." I remember... Your name is the wind? translator boy. ”

"The wind is singing. According to your customs, you can call me the wind. The young Western man laughed. "Also, I'm now in the 'Qian' Imperial Legation Corps Guard... Chief of staff. ”

"Chief of Staff... Well, I knew for a long time that a young man as extraordinary as you would never be a small translator. ”

Roynara coughed, holding back his nervousness, trying to calm his mood and voice. This position is not low, the Northern Legion is now rotten like a hundred-year-old sweatshirt, but the chief of staff of the Legion dares to slap the table and roar at any member of the council. Of course, this chief of staff of the Western Legation Corps Guard Army cannot be compared with the bigwigs of the Northern Army, but this is always an identity that cannot be regarded as an ordinary person. Especially in the present situation of such a disadvantage, he carefully chose the wording: "Although many unpleasant things happened that day, I assure you that I have acted as Governor of the Port for the sake of the safety of Ossing." And, you see, I was punished afterwards, and I lost my position as Governor of the Port. But I don't mean to resent you and take revenge on you......"

"Well, I thought so too. As the first victim, I actually think that you can't do such a stupid thing, and that kind of senseless revenge can only appear in low-level drunks and scoundrels, not in a mage, a well-educated nobleman. That's why I suggest that the High Priest not protest directly to the Council of Nobles for the time being, but come and talk to you first. ”

"That's great... You, no, Your Excellency Chief of Staff, you are so wise and magnanimous!" Roynala let out a sigh of relief, and only then did he realize that his vest was soaked with cold sweat. The high-voltage line of direct conflict with the temple is something that no noble mage is willing to touch, especially at a sensitive moment like this. Regardless of whether he did these things or not, as long as the Sun Temple really went to ask for an explanation, even if it was to appease the Temple, the old men in the family might throw out this chess piece that had lost most of its usefulness.

After extreme happiness and relaxation, Roynara also had a great change in his impression of the young Western man in front of him, and some of the bad feelings he had before had long since disappeared. Even if it's a diplomatic trick, it's a handle that can put you to death directly, and if someone else gently releases it, that's goodwill.

"So I just wanted to talk to you about it. We urgently need information from a noble mage like you to help us find the clues behind it and find out the real murderer. This will not only clear you of frivolous framing, but also allow us to find out the real enemy. ”

"I see. Roynara nodded. "Well, please sit here and try the fruit of our Euro continent. Let's take a moment to discuss what's going on. I'll be sure to tell you everything you need. ”

Feng Yinqiu smiled, sat down without politeness, picked up a piece of yellow melon on the table and took a bite.

From the beginning of the uninvited entry, the former Governor of Harbour went from being angry, angry, frightened, and glad to fully acknowledging that he had become a friend, but it took only three minutes. Even if this is essentially more of a compromise, but to do it so quickly, my previous preparations are indeed not in vain. If it were not for the nominal title of 'Chief of Staff of the Escort of the Legations' -- in fact, even if the 'name' was not counted in earnest, even if the other side could threaten the other side with the matter of the attack, there would be no such situation of dialogue and negotiation on an equal footing.

And that's certainly a good start.

"Well, it was like this last night......"

In the ten-minute narration, Feng Yinqiu said in detail. About the purpose of the mysterious young female mage is actually herself, just a sentence lightly passed, and the female mage exchange scrolls to learn spells with the true talisman of all things is not mentioned, the focus is on the female mage instructed the gangsters, in those gangster thugs to bury spells, ruthless and thoughtful, after hearing it, I feel that this mage has been lurking in Osstar City for a long time and has a great secret power, and finally by the way, Lord Gawain, the guardian hand, suspects that there is a black hand behind the cultists' turmoil...... Roynala on the other side was already pale as paper when he heard this, and his forehead was sweating.

"It's... This... There must be a huge conspiracy behind it! There must be a huge conspiracy!" the former Governor of the Port could no longer sit still, and stood up and walked around the garden. "This female mage can easily use the arcane arts above the three rings, she must have been learned by an orthodox mage, and she must be an elite secretly cultivated by a certain family. He actually infiltrated Osstar City to carry out these conspiracy activities, and dared to attack the clergy to set up a blame. Who are they? Anthony, Swift, are there such crazy guys? What do they want to do?"

"No, no...... I have to tell the rest of my family about this... Your Excellency Chief of Staff, would you please come with me? ”

"Of course, happy to help. Feng Yinqiu got up. Sometimes, when it seemed like there was no way before, as long as you seize an opportunity and change your approach slightly, you will immediately have a completely different result than before.

Now that you have made up your mind to intervene, you must use the fastest and most efficient way. Compared to the mage's conspiracy itself, it was the things behind her that interested Feng Yinqiu more, so he didn't want to waste time at all, and when he found the best opportunity to make use of it, he had to create the most favorable situation and then crush it with the greatest force.

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"May the sun bless you, beautiful lady. ”

"It's... This... It's magical. You... You're really... Thank you. ”

Feeling the sudden extra language knowledge in his mind, the noise that was completely like a pig howling and a dog barking suddenly became familiar as if he had listened to his hometown dialect for decades, although Mu Qinyi had been prepared, he still couldn't help but feel a slight sense of surprise.

Relatively speaking, the kind-faced and white-haired Ouluo monk in front of him, who seemed to be the presiding abbot of this Euro Temple, would actually say this kind of title that in the eyes of Shenzhou can only be said by a disciple, which really made Mu Qinyi a little stunned. However, she can also be sure that the old monk did not mean to ridicule frivolity, probably because the folk customs on this European continent are different.

It's really interesting, Mu Qinyi couldn't help laughing, this is a laugh from the heart.

There is another reason to laugh. She could feel that her originally weakened and shaken divine soul had recovered to a considerable extent after receiving the magic of this old European monk, at least stabilized. Although it has not fully recovered, it is a world away from the previous state of weakness. I really guessed correctly, whether it is the East or the West, but any monk will be very good at appeasing the spirit, although the monk of Ouluo here does not keep a bald head, and he can't help but get married.

"Thank you very much for your help, thank you to the great gods. Bowing to the high priest, and then turning to bow down to the sun god statue behind him, Mu Qinyi slowly took a few steps back, and then turned to leave. It is not a simple politeness, Mu Qinyi can clearly feel the brilliant divine aura contained in the huge statue, although it does not attract her to worship, but just like ordinary people facing the towering mountains and the boundless sea, even if they don't want to devote themselves to it, but the basic awe will definitely be there.

Walking out of the door of the temple, the interpreter who was waiting there was already scratching his ears and looking left and right, and when he saw Mu Qinyi, he hurriedly stepped forward and said: "Master Mu, let's go back quickly, if a few adults know that I came out with you without permission, I can't afford to be guilty." ”

"It's okay now, thank you Wang Tongyi for accompanying me here. I'm done here, so go back on your own." Mu Qinyi nodded.

"Immortal Master Mu... Aren't you going back?" the interpreter's eyes widened suddenly.

"I'm going to go and see what's going on in this city, so go back by yourself. Mu Qinyi replied lightly, glanced at Wang Tongyi's helpless look, and added. "I have discussed this matter with Daoist Liu, so you don't have to worry about it. ”

"But... But Immortal Master Mu, you can't understand words, how can you..."

"I already will. So you can go back with peace of mind. This last sentence is in the Eurotic language. Mu Qinyi left the stunned Wang Tongyi and walked into the crowd on the street alone, and disappeared after a few turns.