When the superior demon returned to the 'Mist' church camp in the Lower Seventh Ring with Little, the previous riots had completely subsided.

Or, more accurately, the control of the Etandine royal family, the Temple of War, the 'Mist' Church, and the old-school aristocracy did not cause more chaos.

However, the atmosphere was tense.

Especially the Count Valentine, who arrived in a hurry.

At this time, he was glaring at the messenger of the Temple of the God of War.

The dead Sean was not an unknown person, as the ninth captain of the Knights of the Tribune of the Temple of War, he was familiar to many nobles, as well as to the lower classes.

But because of this, things are getting more and more difficult to handle.

"I'm sorry, Excellencies."

"I think there must have been some misunderstanding."

The messenger of the Temple of the God of War was a young old man.

His hair and beard were gray, and his face was wrinkled, but he was in good spirits.

This is also a well-known figure.

Priest of Temino.

On many public occasions, this priest was an agent of the Temple of the God of War.

Most of the time, he would talk and laugh with many noble people.

But at this moment, at this time, the Termino priest who wandered among many nobles and commoners was embarrassed.

What happened, of course he knew.

He knew about the Inquisition inside the Temple of the God of War.

However, he never knew that these guys were so bold and so ...... Impotent.

Since he has chosen to attack the royal family of Etandine and the heir of the Serpent faction, then he must be neat.

And not, as is the case now, the failed assassination was caught.

What a damn thing!

Angry at Sean's incompetence, the priest began to spin his brain.

Count Valentine, on the other hand, didn't have that much patience.

"Where's Little?"

"Tell me, where's Little?"

The count roared at the priests of the Temple of War.

The anger in his eyes left no doubt that the earl would do something crazy if he did not get a clear answer.

In this regard, the royal family of Etandin was not surprised.

Little was more than just an ally to Valentine.

The two families were complementary because of their origins, and from the time of Etandin IV, the two sides cemented their relationship through constant in-laws.

Viscount Little was the cousin of Count Valentine.

Even, the two themselves grew up together.

Moreover, it is rumored that the reason why Count Valentine was able to become Count Valentine was because of Viscount Little.

To put it simply, there would be no Count Valentine without Viscount Little.

Therefore, Valentine's anger is justified.

Whew, whew!

Valentine clenched the hilt of his sword, gasping for breath.

He told himself to be calm.

But I can't calm down at all.

Only he understood what Little meant to him.

Not just cousins, not just support, but ...... Backbone.

Most of the time, it just needs to be arranged by Little and he just does it.

And now, Little has suddenly disappeared.

Valentine did not have the confidence to put in order the stalls left by the two families, let alone the large property in the south, even in Etaninburgh, he was not able to catch it.

He is self-aware.

He knows what he's good at.

There is no Little careful, and there is no Little big picture.

Damn it!

Damn it!

Damn it!

The more he thought about it, the more angry Valentine became, and he couldn't bear it anymore.

Boom!

The sword was unsheathed, and the tip of the sword was pointed directly at the priest of Termino.

"I want you to bury Little!"

As he spoke, Valentine's long sword was about to stab forward.

"Stop!"

"Count Valentine, calm down!"

The ministers shouted loudly.

But the footsteps were motionless.

In the eyes of the close ministers, the old-school nobles are the enemies of His Highness, and the Temple of the God of War is also the enemy of His Highness.

No, he's not an idiot.

He was eager to fan the flames and make the battle a little more intense.

Therefore, the close ministers, who were shouting on their lips and not moving, had already begun to think about how to provoke a real battle between the two sides in their hearts.

But to the disappointment of the close ministers, the sword of Count Valentine did not stab down.

No, Valentine has changed his mind.

Rather, it was stopped.

Viscount Little didn't know when he appeared at Valentine's side, raised his hand and grabbed Valentine's wrist.

"Valentine, don't worry."

"I'm not really dead yet."

Viscount Little said with a smile.

"Little? Are you alright, Little? ”

Valentine shouted excitedly when he saw Little appearing, but the next moment, the count saw the scars on Little's body.

It was bandaged and oozing blood.

It's just too conspicuous.

"Little, your injuries?"

Valentine asked nervously.

"It's fine."

"Even if there is something, we can slowly settle with some people."

With that, Little looked at Termino.

That really couldn't be more obvious.

At this time, the priest Termino was eager to pull Sean up and whip the corpse.

Not only did the assassination of Colin's heir not succeed, but he also kept Little, which is simply endless trouble!

Thinking of some of the other party's handiwork, Temino's brain began to ache.

"I think there's some misunderstanding in there."

Termino, who was good at dancing with long sleeves, said dryly.

"Really?"

Little sneered and stopped talking.

And Qin Ran, who has nothing to do with himself, completely disperses the power of 'original sin'.

Anger is the most likely to affect the sanity.

This is especially true for some people who have no masters.

And now?

No need.

Best Actor is coming.

Tread, stomp.

Amid the sound of footsteps, the bishop of the 'Mist' church walked slowly.

"Your Excellency."

"Your Excellency, Bishop."

Everyone present saluted, even Termino of the Temple of the God of War.

Even this is true of the man who has always disdained the 'Mist' Church as a heretic in his heart.

On the premise of not tearing the face, there is everything that should be.

The superior evil spirits returned the salute one by one.

Then, he gestured to Rogett.

"Bring me some medicine and a leather jacket for Your Excellency."

"Yes, sir."

The young man immediately ran towards the camp.

"Your Excellency, please don't call me that, you can call me Little."

Little turned and bowed slightly towards the superior demon.

Valentine, on the side, looked at his cousin in astonishment.

He could see that his cousin was not speaking politely, but from the bottom of his heart.

"Did he save Little?"

With this in mind, Valentine also bowed to the superior evil spirit.

It's not a simple salute.

Rather, it is a noble salute of 35°.

As long as his cousin was alive, such a salute was nothing to Valentine.

Even if he was asked to kneel, he was willing.

Jinchen looked at this scene, his eyelids twitching slightly.

Then the courtier's eyes were fixed on the bishop.

"Have you gained the favor of the old-school aristocracy?"

"Moreover, I have a good relationship with His Highness."

"This guy ......"

The ministers were inexplicably vigilant.

He always felt that this was beyond the scope of what a bishop should be.

He subconsciously tugged at His Highness's sleeve.

It's a reminder.

When he saw that his palace was expressionless and completely unmoved, the ministers immediately breathed a sigh of relief.

Obviously, his Highness noticed.

That's enough!

It wasn't just the ministers who were worried, Termino was another.

Looking at the 'fog' and the old school that had clearly become unusual, Termino wanted to whip Sean again.

A church that has prestige among the people at the bottom and a church that has prestige among the people at the bottom and has gained the friendship of the nobility are two completely different concepts.

Although the former is numerous, it lacks decisive power.

And the latter?

That's going to be a real hassle.

You must know that the power represented by Little and Valentine is not comparable to a country aristocrat like Sika.

Termino pondered.

He wants to dismantle such an alliance.

However, there was nothing that could be done.

The grace of saving lives is so easy to turn back.

And while Temino was pondering, something happened that he didn't expect even more.

The neglected young man, the Guardian Knight: Gino, stepped out.

"Your Excellency, please save us."

The young man suddenly fell to one knee.

"What happened?"

"My lord is not stingy with his own light, but the light under the crown of the god of war is still there, and you bathe in it, and you deserve to be protected."

The superior demon looked at the young man in surprise.

The people around him were also extremely surprised.

Because, what the superior evil spirit says is the truth.

With the brilliance of the god of war, why should you ask for help from the 'fog', which is obviously weaker than the god of war?

It's just that the young man didn't speak.

He looked pleadingly at the superior demon.

"Would you like to talk to me alone?"

The mild temperature of the upper evil spirits.

"Yes, sir."

"For I am not sure if 'His' messenger is hidden in it."

The young man replied.

"I see."

"You've found out too......"

"Let's go."

"I'll take you to a safe place."

So saying, the superior demon picked up the young man and walked towards the camp.

Looking at the backs of the two, Qin Ran showed a sudden expression just right.

The minister thought of the previous meeting and looked thoughtful.

Little and Valentine were puzzled, but they didn't care about themselves, and they were able to maintain their aristocratic demeanor, and under the guidance of the members of the 'Mist' Church, they walked towards the camp.

Only Termino is different.

His face was puzzled, and his head was full of question marks.

His intuition told him that the things in front of him were closely related to the Temple of the God of War.

Can......

He had no way of knowing what to post.

It's a terrible feeling!

No way!

It can't go on like this!

Termino quietly gestured to his entourage behind him.

The next moment, the entourage quietly disappeared.

All of this happened in the blink of an eye, and Termino thought he was doing it in a stealthy way.

However, all this fell in Qin Ran's eyes.

Hooked.

A smile flashed in Qin Ran's eyes.

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