Sigma and Clement walked side by side, into the gradually dimming night, most of the residents had withdrawn, the night of Cloudsdale was not as lively as the previous days, it was supposed to be the annual Holy Advent Day on the mainland, a grand festival where all the light believers gathered together, but now the holy city is desolate and lonely, sparsely populated, only the evening wind blows the glow crystal hanging lamps all over the street and sways from side to side.

Looking into the skyline of the city, with the eyes of the two of them, they could see that a large number of camps had been stationed between the mountains and plains outside the holy city. The believers who did not want to leave the Holy City and go to the towns of the Holy Sword Province stayed there, and they wanted to watch the Holy City and watch the priests fight.

"Although you have mobilized public opinion, tried your best, and called a large group of people with bad intentions, but in terms of results, I should thank you." Clement said indifferently, "Without the mercenaries to help maintain order, without the druids sending food, without the nobles transporting supplies, and without the strong support of the Phoenix Chamber of Commerce, the Holy See's manpower and material resources must have been greatly spent." ”

Sigma looked into the distance and smiled slightly when he heard the words, although they got along well this afternoon, it didn't mean that the positions of the two had changed, and when it was time to stab, they should stab a few words: "Bad intentions?" On what basis does the Acting Pope say that this is ill-intentioned? Isn't it a great thing that Cloudsdale is in crisis, and people all over Nolan reach out with their conscience and righteousness in their hearts? ”

"Didn't you invite you to watch the circus master perform a magic trick?" "When the circus master is ugly by someone's intrigue and the truth of the so-called magic trick is revealed," Clement sneered, and these spectators full of conscience and justice will become the embodiment of ruin." Rushing to smash the reputation of the circus and its director to shreds, right? ”

Sigma was slightly stunned. I didn't expect Clement to say it so bluntly, but how can the necromancer's mouth cannon skill be idle? The more this kind of battle. The more he was not afraid, he sneered at each other: "Is the circus director innocent? In order to perform a grand magic trick and achieve the best performance, he did not hesitate to secretly buy dangerous magic items from black market profiteers, and the slightest mistake in these magic items will turn the entire theater into ashes. ”

Clement sneered: "Joke, it's obviously a bad competitor who threatened to destroy the circus with an alchemy bomb." What does it have to do with the circus itself? The head of the circus knows that danger is imminent, but he is still willing to stick to the last moment, protect the reputation of the circus, and stick to his duty and professionalism, which is the courage of a brave man! ”

Sigma was shocked: "The thickness of your skin is also hard to find." ”

Clement snorted coldly, hooked his fingers, and Sigma secretly took out the Echo Magic Stone hidden in the space ring and flew out involuntarily, and exploded into powder in the air: "You really don't give up, what's the use of recording these words." ”

Sigma shrugged, "Let's go...... Don't waste time. ”

Strange to say. Obviously, the tension had just begun, and the topic of discussion had touched the dangerous edge of openness and honesty, but after the conflict, the two returned to a state of harmony. tacitly put aside the topic just now and never talked about it again.

The place to eat was at Midsummer Restaurant in the Embassy Quarter, where the chef hails from the West Coast. He has traveled to Noren all year round and has seen a lot of things. He is proficient in various famous dishes, and his craftsmanship is well-known. In addition to entertaining high-ranking officials and businessmen in the embassy district, there is also a large stream of diners, and there are many admirers, plus this high-end restaurant has a very high discount for the priests, and even some priests who are not too high in the ideological realm are willing to come to rub it once in a while, so the business is booming and very hot.

But now that the Holy See is threatened with the destruction of the light, and these days the Temple is under constant attack, most of the inhabitants of the city have been evacuated, and the clergy have no leisure to come for a feast, and this prestigious restaurant has tasted deserted for the first time...... But it's strange to say, it's come to this kind of time, and it's not about to close down, but it's still insisting on business, and it's clear that it's going to stick to the last minute, the professionalism and business spirit of this restaurant are really worth admiring.

"That's because this restaurant is actually the property of the Dark Brotherhood." Clement sat leisurely on the seat in the dining room, looked at the menu in his hand, and said casually, "The matter of the Holy See has become a big trouble, and Cloudsdale will be blown up into the sky by an alchemy bomb at any time, this is a major event in turmoil Noren, and the eyes of the mainland are focused here." At times like these, information will be one of the most important resources, and the Dark Brotherhood's intelligence and strategic analysis departments must be running at full speed, waiting for the Cloudsdale branch to send back the news, and at such a time, if they dare to close their business and slip away, they will definitely be punished for defection. ”

The manager of the restaurant immediately recognized at a glance what kind of evil god this slightly shorter, expressionless old man walked in, and he was almost so frightened that he collapsed at that time, perhaps after going through a lot of things, the light believers and clergy of Cloudsdale have regarded the previously infamous acting pope as a great priest who has both mercy and courage, and is not inferior to any saint, but as the senior deacon of the Dark Brotherhood, the restaurant manager firmly remembers that "Clement is black when cut open" This is a truthful statement from the headquarters of the Brotherhood.

Hearing the two say that they were just here to eat, the manager scolded his mother in his heart, and at the same time respectfully served the two uncles on the table, and his attitude was more respectful than serving his father...... Then he heard Clement say casually, directly pointing out the origin of his restaurant, not to mention pee, the almost collapsed.

At this moment, the restaurant manager thought that he was dead, and just as the acting Pope slammed the glass, a hundred Knights of Judgment who had already been lying in ambush would swarm in and cut everyone up and down the hotel to pulp......

At this moment, his panic and confusion were indescribable, and more of a deep remorse, knowing that he was the manager of this midsummer restaurant, and the person in charge of the daily affairs of the Dark Brotherhood in Cloudsdale, in principle, he did not need to participate in the daily management of the restaurant, let alone appear directly in the lobby - but he actually wanted to check and audit on a whim today, who would have wanted to be directly bumped into by the acting pope who came to eat......

If it weren't for the two of them, he would have liked to slap himself a few big ears first......

At this time, Sigma, the little devil sitting opposite the Great Evil Star Clement, spoke: "You scared him. ”

Deathwing Sigmar. Born in the pioneering Washington family, there is a marriage with the Phoenix Chamber of Commerce. After graduating from the Royal Knight Academy, he was found to have the talent of a necromancer. In the same year, he joined Atlas and changed from a bronze-level warrior to a necromancer, and in just a few years, he has soared to a high-level necromancer, and the promotion speed is simply terrifying......

Intelligence information about this fang flashed through his mind, and of course the restaurant manager also knew Sigma, and in the past few years, Deathwing's fame has entered the eyes of the high-level leaders of the major forces, and all kinds of news and rumors about him have emerged one after another. As the senior deacon of the Brotherhood, the manager felt that the information he had should be closer to the truth......

Intelligence indicates that this man is a slut.

But now it seems that he is biased, at least he is willing to say a few words for others...... Especially against a great evil star like Clement, as a necromancer, he has the courage to exonerate the Dark Brotherhood, which is amazing.

At this moment, a little emotion flashed in the manager's heart.

Then he listened to the necromancer: "You pretend to be forced like this, you have no technical content at all. Look at what scares him. You should change your appearance with the Holy Light, change into a set of ordinary clothes, pretend to be very poor, and come in to eat. At this time. This manager will look down on you, sneer at you, and question whether you have the money to eat here. Hurry up and get out of here. And then you speak, this city in the clouds. No one is qualified to tell the old man to fuck off, and then he will say. Hey, you crazy old man, who are you? Then you smiled proudly again, and pretended to be forced, old man Clement, temporarily taking the position of pope...... In this way, it is the standard routine of slapping the face after pretending to be a pig and eating a tiger, whether it is the development of the plot or the final result, it is better than now. At least if you play like this, you can see the whole process of Mr. Manager's expression changing from arrogant and smug to panicked collapse, resulting in a perverted slap in the face. Alas, you clergy, raise your posture, pattern, Tucson is broken, Tu Nai clothes ......"

"......Well, the intelligence is really wrong, biased, this person can no longer be described as a slut."

The manager scolded and roared loudly in his heart, but he still had to put on a low-eyebrow and pleasing appearance on the surface, and turned a deaf ear to him, Sigma saw that Clement and the manager had no big reaction, so he snorted and knocked on the table: "Hey, have you decided what to eat?" ”

Clement frowned and closed the menu in his hand: "I haven't eaten this kind of thing for a long time, and I don't know what is delicious and what is not delicious, you can just order some for me." ”

Sigma nodded and motioned to the manager standing aside: "Give this master a human banquet and ask for a fairy virgin." ”

...... "We don't have anything like that in the fucking store!" Even if I did, I wouldn't dare to take it out!

The manager roared hysterically in his heart, but he still showed a decent smile, and his face was full of sincere apologies: "I'm really sorry, the small shop doesn't have this kind of dish, please change it to Your Highness......

Sigma was dumbfounded and said, "Even if you don't have this, you dare to come out and open a store?" ”

...... "This person is here to smash the field!" I'm here to find fault! Can you ask the security guard to throw him out?

However, it can't, because this fang is not only a high-level necromancer, but also the future leader of Atlas, in addition, the person who came with him is also the current big leader of the Holy See, if such a person comes to smash the field, the manager not only can't call the security guard, but also diligently hand over all kinds of tools, and then ask the uncle if he needs a torch or something......

Clement said indifferently: "Black bread and water, do you have it here?" ”

The manager nodded like a chicken pecking rice: "Yes!" Yes! ”

It's decided, go to the kitchen with a knife when you turn around, and if you can't get black bread, go to death!

He looked at Sigma pitifully, and the implication was what you want to eat.

Sigma closed the menu and smiled heartily: "Xiao Er, play two corners of wine, cut two catties of cooked beef......"

…… What the is that!

Clement's gaze swept over: "Do you still want to hear the story?" ”

The necromancer immediately sat upright and said concisely and forcefully: "A glass of juice, two catties of steak." ”

The restaurant manager fled, and the senior deacon of the Dark Brotherhood casually picked up the knight's sword that was in armor as he passed by an ornament in full armor, grabbed a few sword flowers, and walked murderously towards the kitchen.

There was a faint roar in the kitchen, and at the urging of the enthusiastic manager, the chefs' work efficiency was maximized, and after dinner, Clement took a sip of water, glanced at the restaurant manager who was standing on the side, and said indifferently: "Close the door now, and then you all go." ”

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PS: Sorry...... After writing most of it tonight, WPS actually collapsed, and the autosave only left me a thousand words, and it was Spartan on the spot, and my mood at that time was simply devastated...... (Distant Eyes) (To be continued......)