Attacking a protest march as a way to stop it? Edward was stunned, looked at Charlemagne with a strange face, and couldn't help but doubt the other party's IQ in his heart.

However, after seeing the anxiety and concern on the other party's face, Edward shook his head, the other party regarded the Ancient Asian Divine Cult as his own family, and it was precisely because of his own family that Charlemagne was so anxious, and even thought of such a broken idea in a hurry.

Edward suppressed the fatigue and exhaustion in his heart, shook his head and smiled at Charlemagne, and said, "No, it doesn't matter, I was ready before I returned to Sibia, and I have a way to deal with this current parade." ”

It is impossible for Edward to really let Charlemagne attack the protest procession, if it weren't for seeing Charlemagne as the leader of the handsome team selected by Nika, Edward would really wonder if the other party is an undercover agent sent by the evil god.

Attacking a protest march is a bad idea that's too stupid to look at.

Regardless of whether the attack was successful or not, once the procession was attacked on the territory of the Cult of Ancient Asia, it was the Cult of Ancient Gods who would be the first to take the blame.

It is foreseeable that a series of problems such as rescue and security ensuing are enough to keep Edward and the Ancient Asian Cult busy.

What's more, in Edward's eyes, in fact, this protest march against the ancient Asian gods is not entirely a bad thing, as Edward, who has been bombarded with all kinds of advertisements in another world, clearly realizes that the current march is actually an opportunity.

A chance to spread the word about the Shadow of your own church!

No, according to what Edward learned from Beatrice and Andre, on the front line of the protest march, there were more than a dozen newspaper reporters who were following and reporting.

On weekdays, it costs money to advertise in the newspaper, but this time the situation is special, the Ancient Asian Divine Cult does not need to spend money, and even because of the reporters' materials, the Ancient Asian Divine Cult can collect some tips.

Protest marches? Then the parade is good, and as long as it is handled properly afterwards, a bad thing can also become a good thing.

Charlemagne looked at Edward, he couldn't help blinking, I don't know if it was his delusion, he always felt that Edward's crown was a little too calm.

Edward's appearance was as if he had anticipated the current situation for a long time, and the plan to deal with it had already been drafted.

Charles groaned and asked Edward, "Your Majesty, what are you going to do, and what do you need us to do?" ”

Edward smiled kindly at Charles and said, "Yes, you are actually the key to solving this protest march." ”

"We?" The Blood Clan warriors present looked at Edward with curious eyes.

What can they do, help fight and break up the parade? If that were the case, I'm afraid the United Church would be the first to jump out and cut them.

Facing the dazed handsome group of blood clans, Edward nodded heavily and affirmed: "That's right, it's you." ”

Compared with Edward, the little boy of the blood clan, whose demeanor is a little worse, but whose temperament feels more like a "younger brother", couldn't help but ask again: "Your Majesty, what is our mission?" ”

Edward smiled mysteriously, and he smiled, "Just be handsome and pretend to be cool." I'll take care of the rest. ”

"Huh?!"

When has this been, why is Edward still joking, pretending to be cool? Does this solve the problem? The faces of the Bloods varied, but it was clear that most of them had expressions of disbelief on their faces.

Seeing this scene, Edward silently sighed in his heart, he could only say that the way of propaganda and advertising on the side of the Sibian civilization was still too pure.

Thinking so, Edward shook his head and looked out the window.

If it is only because "The Redemption of the Demon Hunter" has not yet set a release date, it should not reach the point of protest marches.

After all, for the churches that were born and raised in Sibia, being launched into targeted protest marches is a terrible disaster that has reached the level of "the sky has fallen".

Launching a protest march because the date for "The Witcher's Redemption" has not been set is a bit too much.

Obviously, the fans were instigated!

Add to that the fact that the current march in the Nonorira is clearly organised, the earth-shattering, uniform "cooing" sound, and it is clear that this event was premeditated and prepared.

Someone is targeting the Ancient Asian Cult! Edward's eyes narrowed.

……

The town of Nonorira is not big, but recently, the mayor of Nonorira has considered expanding Nonorira.

With the establishment of the Nonorira Magic Theater of the Ancient Asian Divine Cult, the number of people who come to Nonorira to travel and watch the magic shadow has soared, and recently, the number of tourists in Nonorira has exploded, and the mayor of Nonorira can't help but have green eyes when he sees the tents in the square and the southern suburbs of Nonorira.

It's all money! No, Nonorlila needs to be expanded, more hotels have to be built! In the past two days, the mayor of Nonorira has made such a decision.

However, within a few days of the good days when his town was crowded with tourists, the mayor of the town was stunned.

Protest marches! It turned out to be a protest march! A protest march against the only church in your town, the ancient Yatheism! Mayor Nonorira, who was woken up this morning by the sound of "cooing", his face turned green.

When the old mayor saw the endless protest procession, his face changed sharply, and he pressed his heart with one hand with difficulty, accompanied by the sound of "cooing", the old mayor almost died without kicking his legs.

With the security squad of Nonorlila, the old mayor was a lot older, and ran through the streets and alleys, lobbying the people who protested and marched.

"Let's be reasonable, isn't it that the date of the Shadow has not been determined, and as for the protest march, it's not worth it, it's not worth it! This is killing chickens and eggs! ”

However, the procession that was mobilized by the atmosphere was obviously not something that the old mayor could resist after several rational persuasions, and the old mayor and his security squad looked thin and pitiful in the face of the huge flow of people.

Sent back by the crowd again, the old mayor with a dry mouth took the tea handed over by his subordinates, drank it all in one gulp, wiped the sweat on his head, turned back to his subordinates and asked, "How is the ancient Ya Divine Sect over there?" ”

"Lord Andrew Holy Warrior, Your Excellency Priest Beatrice, have organized a team to maintain order......" The subordinates' voices grew softer and softer.

The old mayor, who was taking care of himself and refilling a cup of tea to drink, was stunned, and immediately squirted out the tea in his mouth, and the old mayor choked so much that he almost "gacked" again, coughing and coughing so red that his face turned red.

After a long while, the old mayor came to his senses, he looked at his subordinates with a confused expression, and asked, "The team that maintains order?" ”

"Yes, the team that maintains order." The subordinate said cautiously.

"I want them to keep a ghost in order! Hurry up and stop the protest march for Lao Tzu! Are the people of the ancient Yasian Cult of God brained? The old mayor of the angry liver was a set of "quality trifecta" at that time.

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PS: I feel like I'm working overtime so much, I guess I'm about to burp, I get off work at 12 o'clock in a row, or even two or three o'clock in the morning, but fortunately I can go to work later during the day. Hey, it's really hard to start your own business. To be honest, I feel like I'm trying to write more books and update them now, and I can actually support myself, but I'm stuck in the factory.