"Lord Shaloman, this time the Holy See seems to be in a hurry to salvage its decline, and take out the last trump card, as long as Lantyston is defeated, presumably those nasty voices in the council will be much quieter, right?" said a robed necromancer with emotion. [No pop-ups.]

Shaloman was in his forties, his thin and tight lips were full of the charm of a mature man, his face was angular, his eyes were deep and sunken, except for his pale complexion, he was an energetic, extraordinary, and confident man from any point of view, after listening to the necromancer's words, he smiled slightly, and said, "I hope so." ”

The necromancer was stunned, such an uncertain tone had never appeared in this patriarch who could be regarded as his most admired, and he couldn't help but wonder: "Lord Shaloman, this is just another chief monk, how much more clever can he be than Mehdi?"

"You don't understand," Shaloman shook his head and said, "The Bishop of Landiston transferred this time is not only a clergyman with high personal strength, but also a strategist who controls the overall situation and has a clear mind, so I must think clearly about every next action, and it is no longer the way to deal with Mehadi forward." ”

"Oh?" the necromancer was a little surprised, he had never heard Sharoman speak so highly of an opponent, "Although he has the title of Dragon Slayer, I always thought it was just luck. ”

"We don't know the details of that battle, according to the previous information of our council, among the twelve chief monks, Landiston's strength is only in the middle, but I don't think much," Shaloman's face was very serious, he stretched out three fingers and said: "There is no fluke or coincidence in the real strong man, I judge from his later actions in Bethlehem that his strength is likely to rank among the monks."

The necromancer's eyes widened, and he wondered, "Isn't that very close to the Monks' Barbrosa?"

"Barbrosa of the Knights' League. Neoriid of the Mage's Guild and Miedler of the Holy See, they have always been the three strongest people below the president of the Monks' Order, but before the dragon slaying battle, Midler died inexplicably, and Mehadi, who was second only to him, was buried here this time. The Holy See sent this dragon slayer this time is also the last fight," Shaloman calmly analyzed, his eyes flashed, and said: "Therefore, this battle is not only very important for us, but also for the Holy See, it is also determined to win, if we can defeat Landiston." The power of the Monks in the Mykana Mountains is not a cause for concern, and it is likely that the Holy See will withdraw from the region. ”

Then. One of the attendants hurriedly dared to come and saluted, "Lord Sharoman, Rantiston led the men to the Cavern of Kouklon Mithril. ”

"Huh?" Shaloman turned his head and asked calmly, "How many people did he take?"

"There were about 300 people. ”

"More than three hundred?" said Shaloman, frowning. This is already all the clergy in this area. He sighed. Nodding, he said, "This Landiston monk is really powerful. As soon as I came, I grasped the fundamentals. ”

The necromancer was surprised, "My lord." You mean?

Sharoman looked up at the large map hanging from the wall. "I've always pretended to be heavily defended in this area. But it is possible to fool Mehadi. But you can't fool Landiston. He bowed his head. He said in a deep voice: "He saw the weakness of our understaffing. And with overwhelming numbers to force me to quit. Although I knew that he did this to test the strength of my land. The second is to boost morale. But this is a dignified and upright conspiracy. So I had to let. I also had to avoid it. ”

Sharoman picked up a pen. The action elegantly drew a black vertical line on the edge of the map. Looking at it, he said, "First round." It was he who won. With his mind. Combined with the previous clues. I can basically deduce the specific power of the land in my hands. ”

The necromancer was a little unable to sit still. "My lord." Are we just going to sit idly by?"

"Of course not. Sharoman smiled. I show a tooth that is very well maintained. "We have to do something about it, too. He bowed his head. Pull a fingertip on the map to make a scratch. Finally stopped in one place. "When they attacked us." At the same time, it also exposes its own blank spots. So I wanted to give it a try. Where is the bottom line of this monk's elder? ”

Not long after Shaloman conveyed the order to retreat, more than 300 clergymen led by Luo Lan broke into the area where the mine was located without hindrance, and the fierce battle that the clergy expected did not happen, and they looked at the empty stone walls and fortresses in amazement, which made them happy and a little regretful, after all, this was the first time they had fought side by side with the legendary dragon slayer.

Priest Evelyn looked at this place in disbelief, she felt a little dizzy, she couldn't believe that all this was real, this mineral deposit that she had attacked several times with Brother Mehdi had been attacked so easily, no, not even the smallest battle had happened, it seemed ......

She couldn't help but turn her head to look at Luo Lan, it seemed that wherever the chief monk went, the people of the Council of the Dead were in a hurry to retreat, and they didn't dare to engage him at all, could it be that the Council of the Dead was afraid of the prestige of the Dragon Slayer?

Most of the clergy had soared in confidence, their fighting spirit echoed in their chests, and they were full of power as they walked, and the shadows that had shrouded their heads over the death of Brother Maihadi for days were swept away!

But Luo Lan was not idle, he was in a building carefully examining all the items and tools left behind by the Council of the Dead in the mine, and he did not let go of even some slight traces, Xiao Gu followed behind, watching his every move curiously.

"Report to your lordship," a Templar swordsman appeared in the doorway, his face full of adoration and respect.

"What's the matter, swordsman?"

"We have received reports that half an hourglass hour ago, a procession of the Council of the Dead rushed past where we had been stationed, towards the Duke of Saberlin's domain. ”

Luo Lan picked up a dusty metal saucer and looked at it carefully, rubbed it with his fingers, he showed a smile, then nodded casually, and said, "Got it, you can step down." ”

"Yes, my lord!" the Templar swordsman did not dare to say anything. He bowed and retreated.

But Luo Lan didn't know that his noncommittality quickly caused an argument outside.

"Get out of the way! justice must be upheld, justice must be upheld, and I am just obedient to the teachings of the Lord, and there is nothing wrong with me doing so, and I am in front of the chief monks. He didn't have anything to say!" Evelyn said angrily: "If we go late, the Duke's territory will inevitably be attacked, she has been providing us with a lot of food and equipment, if we can't even protect her, what face do we have to claim to be believers in the Lord!"

"No!" said one of the paladin captains in no uncertain terms, "I will not allow you to leave without the Bishop's order." ”

Another old priest who looked quite old came over and said, "Priest Evelyn, I admit you have a point, but now the Bishop is leading the way. He will arrange it better, and we should trust the adults. ”

However, Evelyn remained stubborn and refused to back down. Alfred stood helplessly, a wry smile on his face.

Just when the two sides were inseparable, Luo Lan's figure appeared at the door.

Suddenly, all the voices disappeared at once, and everyone immediately got out of the way and bowed respectfully.

Luo Lan's gaze fell on Evelyn, and said, "I heard what Priest Evelyn said, please tell me, what is it to dispel the darkness?"

Priest Evelyn said without thinking, "Of course it's the light. ”

"Wrong!" Luo Lan looked at her. "I'll tell you, it's iron and blood! It's determination and strategy! It's abandonment and sacrifice!" There was a metallic coldness in his voice, and not only that, but Evelyn felt what seemed to be a sharp sword, and the cold air penetrated deep into the bone marrow.

Under this momentum tempered by countless battles and life and death, she involuntarily took a step back, but her mind was full of faith to support her body, and she tried her best to retort: "However, Lord Duke is a faithful believer in the Lord. Isn't it worth our rescue and help?"

"Put away your mercy, priest," Luo Lan said coldly: "This is a war of faith, every clergyman is a precious treasure of the Holy See, you are believers in the Lord, not ignorant fools who are hot-blooded and impulsive and only know how to shout for justice, I will not waste their lives for the sake of a mere nobleman." ”

"A mere nobleman?" Evelyn argued in agitation, "Don't you know that it's not just her! They are also devout believers......"

Alfred was shocked. He ran up and covered Evelyn's mouth and hurriedly said, "What nonsense are you talking about!"

Luo Lan's eyes suddenly became extremely sharp. Staring at Evelyn, whose face was already pale, he said, "Civilians are also cultists, priests, pay attention to your words!"

Evelyn's eyes were full of horror, and her hasty words made her forget the taboo of the Holy See, this is a dispute between two popes, if she is sued in the court for this, then her fate can be imagined, fortunately, Luo Lan did not continue to pursue it.

Luo Lan looked around and said slowly: "I came here, in order to completely defeat the Council of the Dead and spread the light to this land, I shoulder the mission of the Pope and the heavy responsibility of restoring the reputation of the Holy See, for this goal, everyone present should work together with me, to drive out the filth of the world as the highest duty, in addition, everything can be discarded, when necessary, even you and my life." ”

He paused, and said in an accentuated tone, "I, the chief monk, will be no exception!"

There was silence around, and everyone present listened quietly, and several paladins clutched the hilt of the sword at their side, looking at Luo Lan with a frenzy in their eyes.

"As for those innocent people who died, if they will attract the harsh rebuke of the god lord in the underworld," Luo Lan lowered his head, and after a while, he raised his head and said calmly, "I am willing to bear it with my soul." ”

The surrounding clergy were all stunned, they never thought that they were standing in front of such a noble and pure person, in front of him, their self-righteous piety and belief in the past were not worth mentioning at all, self-confidence, strength, fearless, this is a real clergyman, a real superior, this noble personality charm deeply infected them, and caused a surging blood in their chests.

A paladin suddenly drew his sword and shouted, "For the light! For justice! For the Bishop of Landiston!"

Everyone woke up from a dream, and a continuous sound of swords rang out, followed by the roar of hundreds of people that shook the valley: "For the light! For justice! For the Bishop of Landiston!"

Looking at the frenzied scene in front of him, Luo Lan's eyes flashed with an imperceptible light, and the corners of his mouth also hooked up a slight smile.

At the same time, in the residence of the Council of the Dead, a young man was questioning Sharoman: "Elder Saloman, we have many councillors guarding the mines, and we occupy an advantageous position, so we may not be able to fight with the Monks' Society, why do you want to retreat?"

Shaloman said calmly: "Inspector Bonaparte, although there are many swordsmen and necromancers here, compared to the huge number of followers in the Holy See, we are still on the weak side, and the total number of people in our hands is only more than a hundred, and there is really little hope of victory." ”

The young man said coldly: "I don't think so, the strength of each of us is stronger than the Monk's Guild, this has been reflected in the previous battle, this time is a good time for us to defeat the Monk's Guild in one fell swoop, your behavior is obviously cowardly to avoid the battle." ”

Sharoman patiently explained: "Before the battle, I bought a lot of equipment, scrolls, magic crystals, and so far in the war with the Monks, although I have not killed a single council member, but this is my money in exchange for the lives of the members, these riches add up, enough to equip two heavy cavalry brigades, in fact, the strength of our council members is not really higher than that of the members of the Monks, so we should try our best to avoid fighting them head-on." ”

The young man snorted and said, "Lord Shaloman, no matter how you argue, I will report to the Senate your dereliction of duty today. ”

Shaloman was not angry, but said lightly: "Inspector Bonaparte, this is your right, and you can tell the council the truth about what I do." ”

The young man sneered, and then walked away on his toes.

The necromancer on the side said angrily: "I don't know what those old guys in the council think, they actually sent such a nasty guy to spy on you." ”

Shaloman waved his hand and said, "After I came back from the Western Continent, I got such a high position at once, which inevitably caused the jealousy of some people, who were actually secretly watching me, wishing that I had made some mistake. ”

The necromancer said with some concern, "Your Excellency, you have to be careful. ”

Saroman smiled absently, and he turned his eyes back to the map, and beneath his calm exterior, there was a fervent fighting spirit hidden in the depths of his eyes.

Lantiston, I'm looking forward to taking on you.