The person who came was a tall and thin man dressed in a count's suit, obviously indoors, but he still wore a high top hat on his head, a monocle on his right eye, a mustache above his lips, and a gentleman's stick in his hand.

"I apologize for the slightly rude way in inviting you here, Mr. Angela Fat."

The other party politely saluted Angela as a nobleman of the Varla Empire, and then, seemingly carelessly, put the gentleman's stick in his hand behind the door, and hung the top hat on the hanger.

Angela's eyes narrowed slightly.

His father had raised his eldest brother as his heir, so he didn't put much energy into Angra, and in Angra's limited few trips to the imperial capital, he had seen very few great nobles, but it was certain that the person in front of him was not the big nobles he remembered.

The other person's movements looked as if he had just returned from outside, but he could be sure that the other party was completely pretending.

After all, even if he had an eye patch on his face when he was carried over, he could still feel some changes in light and shade, and from this change, he could understand that this reception room was actually quite far from the door, as a big nobleman, even if he really just came back, in the process of walking such a long way at home, there would definitely be maids and the like to take away the hat and gentleman's stick for him, and there was no need to take them into this room at all.

There was no point in this posturing, but if you guessed in a worse direction, it was either some kind of mechanism on his top hat and gentleman's stick, or the act itself was some kind of strange ritual......

"That's pretty rough, if you can help me untie this damn rope, I'll consider apologizing to you."

"Oh, that's not going to work, Mr. Fat. After all, no one knows if you will suddenly disappear in front of me if you are untied. As if he didn't hear that Angela was sarcastic, he said in a rather contrived tone: "But don't worry, as a nobleman of the Empire, you will definitely be treated with the best, and I don't think you will mind staying here for a while longer." ”

"I thought it would be Mr. Nart."

Seeing that the other party didn't seem to be in a hurry to get information from his side, as if he was planning to sharpen his temperament, Angela also calmed down and began to test the other party.

"Mr. Nart, who has been sentenced to death for deceiving His Majesty, oh, what a tragedy." The other party's tone was painful, but his attitude was quite indifferent: "I believe that Mr. Narte did not mean it, but those who deceived His Majesty will be punished as they deserve, right, Mr. Fat?" ”

Tsk, is this a warning to me?

Angela, who received a soft knife, was a little unhappy, but he didn't expect the other party to go around in this direction with his own words, worthy of being a big nobleman, these guys are dirty when they play with words.

In contrast, there is still something to say about the sand sculpture players better to get along with...... Well, there are some guys among the players who like to be weird on the forum, but because the forum has a real-name mechanism, it is great to be annoyed by the offline PK, which is simple and direct.

Wait a minute, could it be that you've been with the players for too long, so your social skills have also declined?

Although Angela had a lot of thoughts in his heart, he didn't show it on his face, and just continued to think about how to get useful information.

"Then why don't you let Your Majesty speak to me directly? Our Fater family has been loyal for generations, my grandfather has blocked the sword for the emperor and shed blood for the empire, I want to see Your Majesty! ”

"I will inform Your Majesty of your request, but until you are allowed to do so, please continue to stay here, after all, not only are demons rampant in this world, but even the cultists who everyone shouted at dared to show their faces openly...... It's so dangerous, it's better to be cautious. ”

With a warm smile on his face, the other party continued.

Angela's heart became even more unhappy, the cultist in this guy's mouth was undoubtedly referring to the players of the Church of the God of Games that this kidnapping was really ordered by the royal family.

It seems that the Varla Empire has taken notice of the Church of the Game God.

But this is also normal, it has only been more than ten years since Tiera was destroyed, and some people naturally remember the strange form of belief at the beginning, and at this time, if you turn over the situation of the Church of the God of Games and take a look, you will soon be able to match it.

Fortunately, Princess Lia, these remnants of Tiera have not been exposed, otherwise the new emperor of Valla would not have sent someone to kidnap him, but directly sent troops to eradicate the Church of the God of Games.

…… Although the Valla Imperial Army, which lost its troops not long ago, may not be able to win, the players are just the winners.

Although she was scolding her mother in her heart, Angela still tried her best to pretend to be a light breeze and nodded: "That's how it should be." ”

"It's good that you can understand," the man showed a 'grateful' look, "Then let's start with the most basic questions...... How did you tell that guy wasn't the one who was talking? ”

"Because his temperament is not worthy of this building, and he has a strong bloody smell on him, I don't think a great nobleman who has been away from the battlefield for a long time will have such a strong smell." Angela replied casually.

In addition, there are also the wrong way to wear clothes, which is purely a monkey crown, the calluses on the hands show that the other party is using a heavy weapon instead of the ceremonial staff and sword commonly used by nobles, and the walking posture is a little strange because it is guarding against enemies that may appear at any time, etc......

However, there is no point in showing his talents now, so there is no need to say this.

"I see, it looks like he still has to practice hard." The middle-aged man nodded with satisfaction, as if he was very satisfied with Angela's cooperation: "Then let's talk about something more important." ”

He looked at Angela and asked, "Is the 'Church of the God of Games' that appeared recently the same church in Tiera in the past?" Have you renounced your original beliefs and converted to the god of games? ”

"I remember that the empire didn't mean to interfere with the beliefs of the nobles, so I don't need to explain my personal belief to you, right? As for the other point, sorry, I don't know. ”

Angela didn't know what the other party had learned, but considering that most of the confessions were jokes to the players, and the secrecy was quite strong, he decided to give it a try.

At this moment, the man suddenly walked up to him, stuck out his tongue and licked Angela's face, which he couldn't avoid.

"What are you doing?!" Angela exclaimed.

"Ah......" The man licked his lips again, looked at Angela and grinned, "This is the smell of lies, you are lying!" ”