After a little reminiscence, Oreo reached out and touched the door lock, and when he was sure that the door lock was locked, he withdrew his right hand and pulled out the black gospel, and the deep black circle spread like a spider web under his feet.

As the distance of teleportation increases exponentially, so does the mana consumed by the Enchanter. If you want to teleport to Yesel, it will cost at least forty-seven pages of the Black Gospel, which is not a good deal.

But Oreo can't wait.

To be exact, he couldn't stay for a minute.

The city of Yesel always reminded him of the memories that he thought he had forgotten, but when he came to Yesel, the air here was full of the past, like floating ice, densely piled up in his mind, almost suffocating.

Mourning and Albert watched as the circle expanded, a great spell from the perspective of spatial magic, and only a dark mage could perform it.

"Is this the power of dark magic?"

"It comes at a price."

Monin muttered as he thought of the dry bones beneath Oreo's skull.

The Black Gospel frantically turned the pages, the crackling of the pages rolling like an impassioned march, and as the black handwriting erased line by line, Oreo's figure gradually disappeared into the air.

The landscape of Turin loomed in the blurred space, and at the end of the street was the glittering office, but with a shout, the magic that had taken 47 pages of the Black Gospel to build collapsed.

"Lord Oreo!"

Someone was banging on the door hard, Mo Ning's face changed drastically, he waved his right hand, his vision hung high in the air, and he looked down on the entire mansion from top to bottom.

A woman in a black trench coat is standing in the doorway, and God knows why she's here!

Hearing this resounding voice, Oreo paused in surprise.

"Lord Oreo, are you in there!"

Angelil's voice rang out again, and Oreo felt like his head was about to explode.

Damn, why is she here! She shouldn't have secretly followed her all the way!

He pushed open the lock and angrily pulled the door open, just as Brigadier General Angelil reprimanded him fiercely, but Angelil hurriedly spoke.

"Oh no! Mr. Cuarón is fighting with those men! ”

Damn it! Why is Karon here, too!

Oreo held his head in his hands, and if he had hair, he would have pulled it all over his head.

He forced himself to compose.

"Where is he and with whom did he fight."

Angelyl scrambled to gesticulate.

"At the Duke of Walden's Palace, we went into town to inquire about Miss Filia's marriage, and he guessed that you might be there, and when we arrived, we happened to encounter the Venada Steelspirit riot, and Mr. Cuarón was fighting with them!"

"Steel Spirit Riot?"

Oreo glanced back at Monin, and he surmised that the first carriage was full of enemy men, including the Spellcaster and the Venada Steelling.

But that's in the Duke's Palace! Could it be that Duke Walden's men are all rice buckets, and they still need Cuarón to wipe their butts?

"What's going on?"

Mo Ning and the others hurriedly ran down, of course they couldn't hear the conversation between the two undead, but it was very important to guess.

Oreo waved his right hand, and the poor dead girl stood up again, standing on the third floor and screaming hysterically.

"Something happened again at the Duke's Palace."

"Something happened again?"

Mo Ning scolded secretly.

He really didn't want this wedding to go smoothly, but at the moment, it was clear that someone was trying to shake the foundation of the empire, and as the prime minister of the empire, he couldn't have seen this happen!

"I'm going to fix it all."

Mourning took a deep breath and disappeared into the air with Albert, and the room fell silent again.

Angelil recognized Moning.

"That person just now is ......"

"Prime Minister Venada."

Oreo propped himself on the side of the door with one hand, and didn't let Angelyl in, he said angrily.

"Do you know how dangerous it is to come to Jessel?"

"Of course I do."

"Then why do you still follow me, because you don't think I worry about enough things every day?"

Angelyl's tone became confused.

"Lord Oreo, do you think I came to Jessel because of you?"

Oreo was speechless for a while, and it took a long time before he spoke.

“..... Are you here for sightseeing? ”

"Of course not."

Angelyl untied her backpack from her waist, rummaging through it for a while, and pulled out an Okassim Imperial Edict.

"After the battle of Nangomont, the vitality of the Venada Empire has been greatly damaged, and His Majesty Atifa has reached an agreement with the East Ikra people, and they will divide the Vinada Empire in two ways, intending to divide the Venada Empire before the summer, and Mr. Caron and I are responsible for coming to Jessel to inquire for information."

She handed the edict to Oreo and said it as a matter of course.

"Lord Oreo, don't forget who has been taking care of the business of Housanjie for you for so many years, and don't think that Your Majesty Atifa can't do anything without you."

Oreo glanced at the edict, which was clearly a general order to himself.

He, Oreo Pravor, has no choice, and the only thing he can do right now is to follow Atifa's plan!

Atifa's plan!

As soon as he thought of this, he trembled with anger.

"I think my wings are stiff, don't you...... Working with the East Ikra people...... That's what you're trying to do with the tiger......"

Seeing him babbling in place for a moment, Angelelle pointed behind him.

"Can I go in first?"

Without waiting for Oreo to answer, Angelelle took her rucksack in her hands and walked into the hall with her hands behind her back, pausing in the middle of the hall to look at the building's décor with her mouth wide open.

The building was originally built as the Tutan Holy See, and the building itself is the embodiment of the majesty of the Holy See.

The hall is high, three pillar-shaped chandeliers hang straight down, each with two gods standing on the outer wall, the sunlight shining in through the colorful glass, adding a touch of softness to the cold face of the gods, and the inquiry table not far away was later transformed into a pantry, and behind the table is a whole wall of cabinets, which was used to store the prayers for the faithful, and this scene is exactly as depicted in the doctrine.

Angelyl couldn't help but admire.

"Lord Oreo, is this your home, what a magnificent ......"

"It used to be."

Oreo said coldly, and he led Angelil up the stairs, all the while Angelil kept looking.

She wasn't someone who hadn't seen the world, she was doing it out of sheer curiosity about Oreo personally.

"Come in."

Oreo's voice came from the study, and Angelelle hurriedly ran over, and as soon as she entered the door, she saw a woman with her back to her.

She flashed past the woman, then reached out to touch her hand in confusion.

"Is this Filia? No, it's not her...... This woman is dead? ”

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