"Watch your words, Demon Hunter!" Sharela Tiblantan's face changed, it had not been many years since she had stood out among Ms. Waukin's many followers and become a high-ranking Pastor of Woking: "In front of you is Lady Woking's Pastor Upper Gold!" ”

She couldn't believe that this little apprentice of the Demon Hunter would dare to provoke the entire Oaking Church so boldly!

Under Sharela's gaze, Richard took a sharp puff on his cigar and exhaled a lot of smoke, as if he hadn't heard the conversation between the two men.

"Watch your words! Priest! Xu Yichen's face was a look of life and death, and he did it if he was not convinced, whether it was as the chief graduate of the Loyal Heir Academy or the political commissar of Xinhuaxia, he had always stood at the top of the food chain.

No one dared to speak in such a tone in front of him, except for his instructor Huang Laoxi: "In front of you is a demon hunter, the chief and only apprentice of the Wolf School, Xu Yichen!" ”

In the slightly surprised gaze of Pastor Shangjin, a silver flame suddenly appeared on the Demon Hunter's body, and he said to Sharela in a righteous manner: "Carefully consider every word you say, the wolf that has just been injured is the most sensitive, and any groundless malicious speculation may incur the wrath of the Demon Hunter Organization, especially myself!" ”

"As for you!" Xu Yichen's vicious gaze turned to the young nobleman who had been talking before: "Be careful when you go out in the future, Anthony Port is not peaceful, and the disappearance of a nobleman is like losing a dog." ”

In front of everyone, the Demon Hunter openly threatened the heir of the Tibrotans: "For the past few hundred years, it has been the Demon Hunter who has maintained the dignity of your nobles in front of the transcendental, but your aunt must know very well that this protective umbrella will be gone from now on. ”

Pastor Shangjin's heart was shocked, she didn't expect that the secret agreement between the Church of Worjin and the Council of Nobles would spread so quickly to this small city far from the center of civilization.

Sharella didn't have time to get angry at the Demon Hunter's death threats against her nephew, and she was preoccupied with thinking about who had spread the story that had only been circulated between the top of the two Order.

It can't be a demon hunter organization!

They were overwhelmed by the traitors who had been doing vicious deeds all the way, not to mention the chaotic rift that couldn't be closed at all! Even the Gregor Singing Team was urgently dispatched to assist the Demon Hunters in sealing the portal, which showed that the urgency of the matter had exceeded everyone's expectations.

What kind of force is secretly spreading this news?

While Saraira was deep in thought, her nephew, the youngest heir to House Tibrotan, had turned pale, and the situation was nothing he had expected.

A few days ago, he knew the purpose of his aunt's trip through the family insider, and began to plan to further increase his impression points in front of the aunt who spoke the most authoritative in the family.

Better get yourself out of this damn place! Hell, the barbarians here are using the greenskin's head as currency! Three Chaos Erosion Events in two months!

Although he knew that the family had spent a lot of time and energy in order to arrange for him to find an opportunity to take the position of lord here, the situation here was not good, and his own life was more important!

So he decided to take a fight and change his fate, after all, it would take the initiative to provoke a demon hunter, but it would take a lot of money.

For example, right now—

The Cyris, who killed Greenskin and Chaos like a chopping vegetable, was facing away from the others, and slowly swiped his thumb down his throat with his back to the others!

The young man's legs and stomach began to turn tendons, and if it weren't for years of aristocratic etiquette training, he would probably need to change into a pair of dry and loose pants.

"Don't play tricks on juniors, Demon Hunter Apprentice." Pastor Shangjin glanced at his nephew with some disappointment, and Shareira decided to put the leak aside for the time being and concentrate on the situation at hand.

The election for the next owner of the Holy Coin is about to begin, and if she can win the favor of Ms. Workin, she will have time to investigate who is behind the stumbling.

"As the messenger sent by the church this time, I have the right to decide whether the church's rewards are distributed to the right people." Sharella quickly adjusted her mood: "No one has accused you of colluding with Chaos, it's just a little suspicious. ”

Richard closed his eyes, and he knew that the priest who was in charge of drafting the paperwork would sooner or later get into trouble, and it was obvious that the prey hunted by the demon hunters was artistically embellished in the report.

Needless to say, Richard knew that it was written that under the heroic attack of the Holy Warriors and Priests, the monster from the Chaos Rift known as the 'Famine Xenomorph' was finally killed outside the Great Port of Anthony without causing any damage to the city.

Among them, an apprentice demon hunter assisted the paladins and participated in the battle.

Regarding Xu Yichen's description, there may only be one sentence,

After all, within the church, the believers of the gods also have a comparison mentality, and in the official written report, it is common to beautify their own merits and weaken the existence of others, which is also an open unspoken rule.

Pastor Richard didn't take this seriously when he handed over the corpse, after all, with his qualifications, no one would fail to sell his face with a mere piece of fine-level equipment.

But when he heard that a Shangjin priest from the Temple of Fortune was intervening, he vaguely felt that something was going to be wrong with this matter, so he talked to the demon hunter in advance, and brought so many people to help him find a place.

Because, Richard Pastor is at fault.

"I have the right to withhold these rewards for the time being, and then reissue them after the matter is investigated." Sarayla smiled at the Demon Hunter, as if to emphasize with her eyes, "Yes, I have the right to do this."

Pastor Richard shook his head and stood up, either admitting to the Temple of Fortune that his clerk had submitted a false report, or seeing that this hateful woman had succeeded, he had already made his choice.

The spokesperson of the God of War should have been realistic, and it seems that he has been in this small place for too long.

But before Pastor Richard could speak, Xu Yichen stretched out his hand to stop him: "Lord Richard, you don't need to meddle in this matter, it's a matter between our Demon Hunter Organization and the Worrgen Church." ”

"I'm just standing here and seeing who dares to touch Lao Tzu's things." The demon hunter stood in the middle of the main hall, his eagle-like eyes, as if waiting for the appearance of the one who dared to touch the tiger's beard.