The discussion at the meeting was nothing more than how to fight Nimbast, and there seemed to be nothing to discuss on this issue, because for most people, tens of thousands of people here pressed over together, so let alone a black dragon, even two, three heads can be caught in one net. But if things are really that easy, then there will be no place for any race in the world except humans.

Because what human beings are best at is internal contradictions, so there is the collapse of the heroic age, there are kingdoms of all sizes, and there are hostile forces.

Similarly, the Monks' Society is not a clenched fist, but is divided into several interest groups, the three largest of which are the Holy See, the Mage's Guild, and the Knight Alliance, as well as some large nobles and merchants. When a faction makes a suggestion, it is immediately rejected by the other side, which is like five fingers of one hand fighting each other, and they are very worried about stumbling while their companions are pulling their hind legs behind while they attack.

Luo Lan listened to it for a long time and found that these ostensibly grandiose excuses were actually used to cover up a tacit purpose, and it could be described in one word, that is, to share the spoils. Therefore, he had no interest in this noisy discussion, because all the interests were not under the control of the ordinary members of the Monks' Society sitting below, they were just a symbolic formality, and even some of them did not even know which island the black dragon was on in the South Wind Islands, what could they expect them to sort out? Instead of expending energy, it is better to take this opportunity to take a good rest.

So he half-closed his eyes and waited for the time to pass slowly.

He expects a final ending, but the truth is always very different from his wishes.

When his consciousness withdrew from a meditative-like state, a farcical meeting finally came to an end, but it was only the beginning of another, much longer one, and the council would continue to meet tomorrow to discuss pointless topics again.

It's just that at this time, there was an unexpected episode, and a housekeeper dressed as a man walked up to him. His eyes swept Luo Lan up and down, nodded slightly, and said, "My lord, please go for a while." He didn't say who the adult was, but he looked like he should be, Luo Lan wanted to refuse, but he couldn't help but be a little curious, even the servant leaked arrogance from his bones, the master behind him must not be an ordinary person, who is he?

It didn't take long for the answer to be revealed. In the back room of the council chamber, the white-robed man who sat tall in the chief monk's seat was now standing in front of him.

Friars Mogo Watts, Kaga Milan. His other identity was that of a member of the Central Ritual Order of the Holy See.

Although his expression was calm and graceful, Luo Lan felt that there seemed to be an invisible barrier between them, and he did not get closer because of this distance, and he vaguely guessed the purpose of the other party inviting him over.

Morgowatts glanced at Luo Lan carefully, his slender eyebrows twitched, and he nodded slightly.

Luo Lan didn't understand what he meant by this nod, approval, or was he sure of something?

"You must already know who I am?" Morgowatts' deep voice was full of magnetism, and with his handsome appearance and deep gaze, both his demeanor and temperament were impeccable. He seems to be a perfect person.

"Yes. Luo Lan's answer was much more concise.

"Then you know who I am?" Morgowatts' voice raised slightly, this time his gaze fixed on Luo Lan's face.

"Yes. Luo Lan nodded, he could naturally hear what the other party was saying. He didn't dodge the other party's gaze, but calmly met it, and it was easy to bear if he thought that it was not an aggressive gaze. That would be a big mistake. There was an invisible pressure on Mogowarts, and the dignity of the superior for a long time filled his every move with a kind of power, an oppressive force that made people ashamed of themselves, a deep sense of inferiority that swelled up in his heart, and he unconsciously gave up the momentum to contend with it.

But Mogowards wasn't at peace either. Even a little surprised. Because a small land lord can stand so firmly in front of him, as if they were in an equal position. It's an incredible thing to look at each other like two friends or two rivals. Among the countless characters he has seen, there are not no people who can not dodge under his gaze, except for those who have cultivated deeply, most of them are royal children or big nobles, but what they honor is not themselves, because behind them is the power of a country. And what did this young pastor rely on? Where did his confidence come from?

Mogo Watts glanced at Luo Lan again, this time looking very carefully and very usefully

After a long time, he shook his head and felt a little regretful, the young man in front of him was very good in all aspects, whether it was appearance or body shape, temperament or connotation, but he lacked one of the most important things, this is a fatal death hole, if it weren't for this flaw, maybe he would have chosen him, but now...... He couldn't help but sigh slightly, and said, "Estia was rescued from the sea by you, right?"

Sure enough, for this matter, although Luo Lan had already guessed it, he couldn't help but burst out in his heart, he raised his head and smiled: "Yes." ”

"He's my daughter. Mogo Watts said slowly, then he glanced at Luo Lan and said, "You already knew, didn't you?"

"Yes. Luo Lan found that talking to this monk chief was actually very simple, he only needed to answer yes or no, but this choice was not so easy to make, as if he was facing a trap that he had to step into, and in the end he didn't know what was waiting for him.

"Yes, it's good that young people are scheming and strategic, but you shouldn't hit my daughter with your ideas. Mogowatts' voice was flat, but an invisible coercion had filled the room, and his masculine face was as sharp as a knife, and he waved the sleeves of his robe, as if to drive away a pesky demon fly: "I am her father, so you must understand that your identity is too far away from my daughter, and it is impossible for you to come together." ”

Luo Lan was stunned, he admitted that there was some purpose that was not pure in the first place to save Astia, but this was just a convenient one, he didn't want to deliberately develop on this line, but he didn't expect trouble to come inevitably. Suddenly, he felt a little ridiculous that he was talking solemnly about these things that might never have happened, and he couldn't help but tuck the corners of his mouth slightly, revealing a nonchalant smile.

Luo Lan's expression fell in the eyes of Mogo Watts, which naturally became a sign of disbelief, these days he found that his daughter's expression and behavior were a little strange, and he learned about Luo Lan's existence from the servant's mouth, and knew the whole thing. So he conducted some investigation into Luo Lan's background, and no major force showed that it was related to this person, the surname Mikrit had never been associated with honor, and Sedaon had never had any noble surname, so in his opinion, Luo Lan's approach to her daughter had some purpose, and it was to use this as a step to advance and squeeze into the noble Kagamilan family.

At that time, he wanted to give this young man a heavy warning.

However, the results of the investigation told him that this person was introduced to the Guild by Priest Devany, so it was obvious that he was a member of the line of Brother Moses, and under some kind of concern, he was not too embarrassed by Luo Lan, so he hoped that this young man would be able to retreat from the difficulties. So he chose to deal with this matter in the most gentle way, and after seeing the other party, he felt that he was undoubtedly doing the right thing.

"I just want you to know that there is no fairness in this world, just as our gap can never be bridged. ”

In simple and clear language, Mogowatts describes the distance between two people, a chasm, a rushing river, an unclimbable mountain.

"I think I understand what you mean. Although Luo Lan smiled on the surface, he was extremely disgusted with this kind of self-righteous person in his heart, could it be that the high man will always be high, and the humble and insignificant will always be humble? He sneered, and a strange thought suddenly rose in his heart, if something really happened to him with the other party's daughter, then what would be waiting for him? He couldn't help but sneer secretly.

Morgowards was satisfied with his answer, and he smiled like he had never seen before, and said, "I believe you should be a smart man." ”

"Perhaps. Luo Lan smiled faintly, his eyes flickering imperceptibly.

There was a sudden and unexplained annoyance in Mogowatts' chest, and at that moment, he seemed to catch something extremely dangerous from the other man's gaze, which made him faintly uneasy.

Was it a delusion? But he never liked things that he couldn't control, even if it was just a possibility!

Mogowatts quietly took a step towards Luo Lan, a hazy and mysterious light slowly revealed in his eyes, and his hand was slowly raised, but suddenly, he frowned, sighed secretly, and slowly lowered his hand again.

"Bang!"

The door was kicked open with a heavy kick.