In a large stone room, Charlemagne lay silently, except for the occasional faint breath to indicate that he was alive, and could hardly find any similarities with the man who had run amok like a monster before.

The wound on the boy's arm had been healed by the healing technique, and he turned his head to glare at Alfred, "He's not dead?"

Alfred laughed, "He can't die, if you want to get your sister back, then he's the key." ”

"But I heard from the Bishop that the Wind Eagle could not take Miranda with him, and that we could easily find her," the young man's eyes widened, and it was precisely because he had heard the Bishop's words very clearly and felt that it made sense that he impulsively went up to assassinate Charlemagne.

But now that he heard this, his heart suddenly became flustered and irritated, because he felt that everything he had done before might have been in vain.

Alfret glanced at the young man, a little amused and a little helpless, he shook his head and said: "You must know that in that situation, the two sides of the battle were not only comparing the level of force, but also competing with momentum and mentality, using words to disturb the psychology of the other party, thereby weakening and affecting the play of combat effectiveness, which is also one of the tactics. The Bishop is a good point, but it will take a long time to find out which area your sister has been teleported to, and it will not be immediately found, and it is unknown whether there will be any accidents during this time, whether there will be other people peeping in the dark. Therefore, the results may not be as ...... as previously inferred."

"Did you find Miranda?" the boy interjected nervously.

Alfred frowned and shook his head.

"But. The Bishop has promised Master Carol to help us, he has said that he will keep us safe, and he has said that he will help me find Miranda. The teenager became emotional. Somewhat angrily, he said, "Isn't the original promise of the Bishop unkept?" he raised his voice so loudly that even the Templar swordsman outside the door seemed to glance back.

Alfred's face changed slightly, then he sighed and patiently explained: "It takes time to deal with anything, and there are many things that hinder your hands and feet, and they can't be achieved overnight. The fact that you are being hunted down is strange and not as simple as it seems. The Bishop took a little more time just to get the matter to the bottom of it. There was a pause. He said with some seriousness, "I originally brought you here just to put you at ease, but now it seems like a mistake. It seems that I have to tell you one thing, do not act in public in a presumptuous manner of judging the bishop. Even His Majesty the Pope has great respect for adults. ”

The boy's face was a little pale. Alfred had always treated him kindly, but just now he felt a cold momentum emanating from this man, and the sudden change made him emotionally unacceptable for a while, plus Miranda's result was likely to be captured by those people, and he suddenly felt a surge of anger in his heart.

He didn't know how he had been brought out of this stone chamber. Looking at Alfred's back as he turned away. He suddenly felt that the world was so unfair.

"You don't really want to help me!

He wanted to yell into the hallway. But in the end it was just a clenched fist. Punched the wall next to him. He watched as the red blood stains seeped out of the place where they had touched it. There was resentment in his eyes.

At the moment in the hall on the other side. Mehamus, the head of the Doomsday Guild Division, reported to Luo Lan. Said: "Sure enough, as the adults expected." We sent people to find the little girl, and we waited for less than half a day. Two men appeared and took the little girl away. But they are cautious. Not only did he kill the wind eagle. And there were no obvious flaws in the tracks. ”

"Good. Keep an eye on the line. Luo Lan nodded happily. "You just have to wait and see about this. Don't meddle without my orders. ”

Mehams hurriedly bent down. "Yes." My lord. ”

After Mehams left, another guest came into the hall.

Luo Lan glanced at the Black Widow up and down, and said with a smile: "It seems that Mrs. Semehir's complexion is much better, and her injuries should be recovering well, right?"

"Okay, almost, I'm here to thank you. Although the black widow had a little less blood on her face, she was in good spirits, especially her beautiful blue eyes were rejuvenated.

Luo Lan smiled faintly: "It's a gesture." Madame Semerhill, you are also a high nobleman, and you have been injured for delaying Charlemagne, and if you have indirectly helped us, it is naturally the responsibility of the Holy See to heal you.

Black Widow sighed and said, "Actually, if it weren't for me, Charlemagne wouldn't be so unscrupulous. ”

"Oh, what do you say?" Luo Lan seemed to be a little puzzled, but there was calm in his eyes.

The Black Widow said apologetically, "That teleportation spar was actually given to Charlemagne by me, but please believe me, Lord Bishop, I really didn't expect that he, as the vice president of the mercenary union, would be so rude to the Holy See." ”

Luo Lan looked at the Black Widow meaningfully for a while, then smiled, but didn't say anything.

The black widow was a little chilled by that gaze, in fact, anyone with a little brain in this matter can see that the portal is related to herself, she doesn't care what these people think, what she is afraid of is what misunderstanding the Holy See will have, this is what really makes her sleepless.

She gritted her teeth and suddenly said, "Your Excellency, in addition to thanking you, I am here to tell you something important. ”

Luo Lan's expression moved slightly, and he smiled: "Please speak." ”

Black Widow's body began to stiffen a little, as what she said next would completely change the course she was taking. It is likely to reach a new peak, but it may also fall into a predicament from which it will never recover. It may seem strange that just a few words can decide the fate of the future, but it is a harsh reality.

In fact. She had struggled a lot when she came here, but after weighing the pros and cons, she still made up her mind, everyone knew that she was supported by the Mage Guild, but in fact, the matter was complicated, and it was not as it seemed from the outside.

She has been vacillating among the many forces. It is not so much that the Mage will be the force that supports her this time, but that the Mage will take this opportunity to force her to throw herself into his arms completely.

As a beautiful woman who is left and right. She didn't want to fall into one camp or the other. So she kept hesitating, wandering.

She observed it among the many monks. Now it has finally decided to bet on the Bishop of Lantiston, one of the reasons why the Bishop seems to be a native of the Holy See. But in essence, the strength is already a large diocese, and there is a faint tendency to compete with the center of the Holy See. And the potential is unmatched, and the second reason is somewhat inconsistent with her usual shrewdness, and even a little ridiculous, purely out of feminine intuition, she thinks, in this contest for the seat of the friar, the last laugh is likely to be the Bishop of Landiston.

At the fork in life, even with her composure and experience, she couldn't help but tremble slightly:

"Charlemagne once vaguely revealed to me that he had a relationship with Brother Angus Gale, you know, I am just a widow with a little money in the eyes of everyone, I don't dare to have a chief monk and a mercenary guild at the same time, so I can only give the portal spar to Mr. Charlemagne, I am helpless and regretful. ”

"Brother Angus Gale?" Luo Lan frowned and said, "Are you sure?"

"I'm sure. The black widow nodded, since she said this, then there is no doubt that she has made a choice, and the rest is the judgment of fate, but now she feels a lot more relaxed, if she doesn't say it, the seat of the chief monk may really have nothing to do with her, but now there is still a glimmer of hope.

This position was important to her, so she had to fight for it.

Luo Lan stared at her for a long time, and just when the Black Widow was a little surprised, he smiled and said meaningfully: "Lady Semerhill, everything you have done will be rewarded in the future. ”

The black widow finally breathed a sigh of relief, the tense pressure just now made her almost unable to breathe, and at this moment a smile bloomed in her beautiful eyes and said: "Lord Bishop, I will make up for your help, there are not many other things in my territory, but the magic crystal and mineral can barely show a little heart." ”

"Okay, since it's Madame's kindness, then I'll accept it. Luo Lan smiled and nodded, this is a shrewd woman.

As Semerhill walked out of the hall, he felt that he had made the right judgment, and the road ahead suddenly opened up, and it turned out that sometimes making decisions was not as difficult as he imagined.

At this moment, she saw a familiar figure appear in front of her, and asked, "Hey, you are here too, are you here to find the Bishop?"

"It's not. The boy shook his head, then looked at the Black Widow and said, "I'm here for you." ”

"Looking for me?" the black widow was slightly surprised, then smiled softly and said, "Did you encounter any problems?"

The boy hesitated for a moment, then said, "I want to ask you to do me a favor." ”

"It seems that this trouble is not small, how do you know that I will be able to solve it?" The black widow smiled indifferently, and returned to the old demeanor of the young man, and the self-confidence and mature charm appeared on her body again, and gradually regained the feeling she had lost in Luo Lan.

"You can definitely help me," the boy didn't know what to say, but his expression was serious: "I know, you can." ”

The black widow's blue eyes flashed, she already knew what was going on, but instead of saying no, she sighed and said, "You lack something, so I am afraid that my help to you is limited." ”

"What's missing?" the boy was stunned.

"Power!" Black Widow looked into his eyes and said, "Power of your own." If you don't have this, you will lose it again even if you get it back. ”

"Power ......" the young man lowered his head and muttered a few words, then suddenly raised his head, as if he had made up his mind, "Then how do I go about getting it?"

The Black Widow laughed softly, and although her face was covered by a black veil, it made her eyes feel a little more mysterious.

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