In the Moon Palace, Cassia appeared on the stone chair holding a newspaper, stained with ash.

"Oh, I brought in the newspaper with me, and it seems that I have been relaxing a lot lately. ”

Cassia smiled and waved his hand to sweep away the dust and debris of the Moon Palace.

He felt good after a few months in the real world, except when he first went out.

He had been in the Atlanta world for eight or nine years, and it was only one day outside, and the feeling of time chaos almost made him want to vomit.

This psychological disparity is more unbearable than physical discomfort.

But there is one feeling that is enough to overpower this psychological gap, and that is: it's good to travel the world and be rich.

Now he was lying asleep on the plane outside, the flight was from Greece, the target was Sphinx International Airport in Egypt, there were not many flights, and he waited in line for a long time to buy a ticket.

In addition to the fact that the time on the plane was a little boring, his vitality was growing rapidly, and the seizure of world authority was also going well.

However, this also shows that the Atlanta world should be really chaotic right now.

But these are not the main reasons, his biggest target this time is the Aeolus Church, and Matt's soul light ball has been washed by the power of faith, and his initial boost, there are already signs of awakening.

And even if the Fengshen Church's recent big moves can be hidden from everyone, can it still be hidden from him?

Cassia put down the newspaper in his hand and took out the egg of the previous Eagle Brother from a blue light mask.

This egg has been around for some years, but there is still no sign of hatching, not only because of the special nature of Brother Eagle, but also because it has been kept in the Moon Palace.

The saying of the gods is that there is nothing ordinary in the place where the gods live.

Cassia looked left and right, and he knew that there was a soul being born inside, but slowly, slowly.

"Forget it, you can stay here for now. ”

After putting the egg back in the blue light mask, Cassia came to the edge of the moon and looked down at the earth below, knowing the events of the past few years in general.

"What's going on with the Kraken? Why is it that after three or four years, the second batch of students has just been enrolled?" Cassia pouted, and the figure disappeared into the moon.

"Ahh ”

Kraken got up from his chair with his tail wagging and took off the monocle that his teacher had left him.

When Cassia left, he put the entire sub-control of the Scarborough Academy of Magic on this pair of glasses.

This matter was also discovered after a long time of research by Kraken, but he was not Cassia after all, in the past, Cassia could take care of all aspects of the academy, but once it was Kraken's turn, it would take a long time to get acquainted.

Living here for seven years does not mean that you can manage an academy well, all kinds of factors are superimposed, so they have delayed for so long to start recruiting the second batch of students.

In fact, their speed is fast enough, a few days ago Samour sent a letter, saying that the Winterhold Magic Academy in the South Continent Polar Region has just completed the interior decoration, and it is estimated that it will take half a year to start recruiting students, after all, Samo has not gathered people, and every brick and tile of Wintercastle has been built by her, a sixth-level magician.

Kraken looked down and sighed, and walked around the desk in the office, everything in the room had not changed, it was still the same.

"Teacher ......"

......

In the southern province, outside a large city, Cassia was dressed in a blue cloth robe, his hair was tied behind his head, and a huge long knife hung from his waist, and he was quietly looking at the soon-to-be newborn sun.

The original Qiding is still hanging on the wall of the academy, but for him, there is no Qiding in this world, maybe all knives are called Qiding.

The cold wind blew his hair, and Cassia patted the blade of the knife and walked into the city in the morning light.

In the center of the city, in an unusually luxurious castle, Ferranche looked at the man opposite with a heavy face, and his palms clenched unconsciously.

After leaving the dark alley where people fed on people, Ferranch led the team straight to the Count's residence, and the way was not only the previous alley, but the more crowded the place, the more chilling things became.

By the time they reached the Earl's Palace, the noble Earl had been hanged from a tree, and the branches of the fat corpse had been bent into an arc.

It was the chief of the guard next to him who killed the count, and the reason was very simple, the first love of the chief guard became the earl's little wife, and this kind of thing is as bad as it is, and it is as bad as it is.

But Ferranch also has to admit that it is indeed this kind of vulgar and rotten street that often pervades life.

"I don't hold you accountable for killing the Count, but the grain from the castle granary must be released. ”

The chief of the guard held the wine glass in his hand, and leaned back in his chair with his open coat, "You are pursuing me...... Mistress Ferranche, right? I've heard of you, you're famous, but why should I be afraid of your pursuit? You're not even an earl, why don't you think about how to get out of here?"

The guard next to him drew his sword, but was pressed down by Ferranche.

"Are you planning a rebellion?"

"Hahaha. The chief guard shook his head and took a sip of ale, "I don't have that guts, I don't have that strength, rebel from the current southern provinces, and they will all starve to death if they can't walk two hundred miles." ”

The chief guard got up and walked to the back of the chair, leaning on the back of the chair and staring at Ferranche, "Of course I can live happily for a day, now! Labor is the king!"

"Don't forget, there's a church in the city. Ferranch calmly stared at the other party.

"The church, this is a natural disaster in the southern provinces, the nobles with some ability have left temporarily, there is not even a caravan on the road, the cardinal is not here, the knights are still on the front line and have not returned, how powerful do you think an ordinary bishop can be? If I don't have food for the church here, they don't even have the strength to pray!"

"Then there's nothing to talk about?"

"What do you think?"

The sword was unsheathed again, and the guard beside Ferranche slashed down a waiter with a sword, and chaos broke out in the castle in an instant.

The captain of the guard laughed maniacally and rushed over, but was blocked by the guards, and Ferranche was pulled back by the staff next to him, dodging a blow to his side.

"Lord Ferranche, he's gone mad!" the staff guarded Ferranche to the death.

"Don't worry about me, in terms of swordsmanship alone, my younger brother can't compare to me, rush out!"

"Yes!"

Ferranche's party consisted of about sixty men, most of whom were men who designed the glassworks, so they did not follow, and a small number of guards almost all followed him into the castle.

But an earl, especially a wealthy one, can have more guards than they do.

Under the cover of the guards, Ferranche moved towards the outside of the castle with his sword in hand, but under the madness of the chief guard, these earl guards also seemed to lose their minds and kept killing them.

"Hahahaha, you can't run away, eat the meat of that woman, it's my brother, kill me!"

Poof! One of the guards next to Ferranche collapsed clutching his stomach, and there was a gap in the defense, and the staff on one side gritted his teeth, and finally picked up the long sword on the ground and went to it.

In the midst of the scuffle, the staff took advantage of everyone's lack of attention and slashed their fingers with the blade of their swords, then drew a strange symbol on their arms while silently chanting a lengthy incantation.

At this time, Ferranche and the others had already reached the stairs on the second floor, and in the hall on the first floor, the closed wooden door was cut open with a knife, and fell to the ground with a bang, and a blue shadow cut through the calves of several guards, jumping up the stairs like blue lightning.

Then the blue figure paused, covered his face with the long collar around his neck, and ran back the way he came, as fast as he could, and ran out of the castle.

", there are acquaintances, my student, I slipped away first. ”

......

......

In a room in the city, Ferranche had just finished changing the gauze on his arm and looked up at the staff member who had been with him for a long time, usually unable to even wield a sword, but not only unscathed in the melee, but also killed all sides.

"Dunn, you're from the church, and my brother arranged for you to come?" Ferranch smiled, unconcerned.

"No, I didn't believe in any god before I met you, except when I was hungry. ”

Ferranche pondered for a moment, then waved his hand, "You go out first, there are not enough people outside to make porridge." ”

"Yes, Lord Ferranche. ”

Dunn said yes and walked out, and Ferranch continued to ponder.

Compared to Dunn, a staff member who had followed him for three years and had been pretending not to use force, the situation in the southern provinces was even more worrying to him.

Although Ferrante said that he was raising food, what the church could do was actually very limited, and the power of food was still in the hands of that group of nobles, and without their consent, it was difficult to completely solve the difficulties of the southern provinces.

He now suddenly hopes that the Aeolus Church will make some big moves, and then the Empire and the Church will take the opportunity to beat them out of breath.

In this way, he can also let go of his hands to mobilize the poor class, the development of glass is actually beyond his imagination, and at the same time it has solved many problems of the poor people's lives.

The nobles didn't understand, but he knew very well that as soon as the external threat to Honoris was resolved, the poor class would have the strength to fight for their own voice.

There was one thing he didn't want to say, but he couldn't help but admit that, except for the legions, the entire internal affairs of Kaiadir were now supported by those ministers, and it was not too much to say that it was a foreign power.

"Father, I will not give up my ideals, I hope you don't stop me......"

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