"It's none of our business."

The stakes were high, and Montreal was quick to take its position.

"Oh?" Ruger squinted at Duke Peter Fresa, who had been silent.

"I should have understood, it's tantamount to a tiger's skin!" The old duke smiled bitterly: "The evil art is indeed from my hands. ”

No one expected the old duke to admit it so simply, knowing that once it was considered an evil heresy by the Holy See, he would face the endless pursuit of the Inquisition.

In fact, the elder Peter Fresa was also very depressed, Ossur had insight into the truth of the royal court in advance, and Sorant's inexplicable behavior caused his original plan to be aborted.

Originally, in his vision, the Holy See would not have found out, and he could get what he wanted.

From the moment Ruger questioned him, Old Peter Fresa understood that the "man in black", his mysterious ally, had definitely done something to attract the attention of the Holy See.

"Still, I advise you, Your Excellency, not to pay too much attention to me."

"What do you want to say?" Ruger asked with a frown.

"There's a lot I don't know a lot about, but I guess his majesty knows what they're trying to do."

"They? What do you mean...... The guy who attacked the Holy See? ”

"Attack on the Holy See? I see, it's crazy. The old duke sighed.

As if he understood something, Ruger took out the envelope from his bosom, turned to Ossoul, and asked, "Did you order someone to give me this letter?" ”

Otsur was stunned, and he said with a puzzled expression: "My lord, I haven't written to you. ”

"Don't you know that the Peter Fresa family uses sorcery?"

"This ...... I just found out, too. (Note: The ability to manipulate souls is not necessarily sorcery, and heresy is often considered to be the use of the power of the dark gods (Solant) or cruelty to others, and Rafman's death is not as intuitive as Itkarn's appearance.) ）

Luge's face suddenly turned ugly, and he understood that he had been deceived! All these heretics want to do is divert his attention!

But the most intolerable thing is that they don't know what the other party intends to do now.

"Your Excellency, we have absolutely no cooperative relationship with Peter Fresa in this matter, in that case...... Montreal was a little impatient.

Ruger glanced at the big man, although he was a little displeased, he also understood that he had no right to interfere in the political affairs of the Romanile and the Odin Empire.

"The Holy See now needs the help of His Royal Highness the Second Prince." The implication is that he wants to protect Ossoul, and the life and death of others have nothing to do with him.

Although Montreal was disappointed, it didn't want to offend the Radiant Cult because of this kind of thing.

The most important thing is that whether Sur dies or not actually has little effect on their plans, it is just a matter of military merit.

Ossur had a distorted face, and it was just a desperate breakthrough just now, so that he could not accept this kind of thing while watching his men being killed one by one under the protection of the Holy See.

"Forgiveness, the national crisis is in danger, it seems that Otsoule will not be able to help the Bishop."

Ruger glanced at him and said, "In that case, I feel sorry for the Holy See, and may the goddess bless you." ”

Montreal was overjoyed, and he immediately commanded his soldiers to surround Ossur and the others.

"Tongue of Fire!"

A red meteor suddenly landed, creating a wall of fire in front of Othur and Montreal.

"Second brother!"

"Edward?" Otsur looked and saw that it was his brother and Ivan.

At the same time, behind the two people was a man with a cold face.

"Wolf?!" Montreal shouted.

"Long time no see, Montreal." The cold man said calmly.

"The leader of the Wolf Mercenary Regiment?" Otsur asked Edward beside him.

"That's right, Ivan once saved this man's life, and when he met him on the way back, he said that he would repay the favor."

"I thought you were dead......

"You're still alive, how can I die?"

"Just a deserter, and he still talks so arrogantly?"

"Defeated, hum."

Wolf and Montreal can be said to be full of gunpowder, the two have fought on the battlefield as the captains of their respective empires, and the Wolf Mercenary Group is also one of the most famous mercenary groups in the North.

"What, you're going to get involved in this incident too?"

"This life was picked up with the help of others, so naturally I will give him back a life!"

……

Solant frowned at the ruins beneath his feet.

It seems that there was a great battle here, and countless elemental forces are still left on the potholes of the earth.

So, where did Edssaka go? This guy isn't going to die here, is he?

Solant slowly fell from the air, and as soon as he landed, a shadow floated behind him, and Solant immediately straightened his body and stopped moving, and a long sword was resting on his throat.

"You are?"

Feeling this extremely oppressive sword aura, Solant immediately raised his hands: "Don't get excited, Lord Sword Saint, I'm your friend." ”

"Friends?" Tartasia snorted coldly and finally put away his sword.

Solant turned around and gasped.

His gaze was focused on Tartaxia's bloody body.

"See what?"

"Your arm... Shoulders? ”

"It's broken, it's been shattered by the little girl's spatial turbulence." Juggernaut replied crisply.

Sorant swallowed a mouthful of saliva, this is a legendary-level powerhouse, Andrea can actually cut off one of his arms......

"It's a pity that the boy you Lord asked me to protect died."

"You mean Edssaka?"

Tartaxia nodded: "I can't protect him in the future, but his mission has been completed, right?" ”

"Hmm." Solant pointed to the red magic array in the sky.

"Then it doesn't matter. Now, take what you promised. ”

"Forehead ......"

"What? You want to go back?! Tartasia's voice rose sharply.

The furious sword aura whipped up a gust of wind, and the ruins behind Sorant were completely shattered, leaving only an open space.

Cold sweat suddenly flowed from Sorant's forehead, and he hurriedly said: "Lord Tartaxia, you misunderstood what I meant, no one on the continent would be stupid enough to be the enemy of a legend. ”

"So what the hell do you mean?!"

"At the beginning, what the Lord showed you was only a half-finished product, and the finished product will not be able to wait until we get our hands on the goal."

"When?"

"The Lord is already acting." Speaking of this, Solant couldn't help but smile weirdly.