Fernandez is aging at an alarming rate. He was almost crushed.

He understands that the blow is not because of the tricks of heresy, who often walks by the river, how can he not get his shoes wet, he understands this truth, there are high-ranking people in the Holy Religion who collude with heretics, and he also knows that what he cannot accept is that it is actually such a powerful department as the secular seminary department that has fallen!

And no wonder. The secular monastic department is responsible for the work of the secular people who do not join the order, and the more opportunities there are to deal with the messy guys, the greater the possibility of corruption.

Unexpectedly, it was "my own people" who gave me the heaviest blow. Dacora, who is unreliable no matter how you look at it, is on his side.

The old priest looked up, and saw a line of chalk scrawled on the earthen wall of the prison: "You owe seven hundred thousand seven hundred pounds and six jiao." There is also a line below: "The cell is not solid, you are welcome to escape to the next level of hell at any time." ”

He smiled wryly. It's useless to escape from prison.

Status, reputation, all ruined, what's the use of fleeing?

I didn't expect it to be such a result.

"Old man, someone is visiting the prison!"

The jailer didn't understand that this old man didn't even have any relatives, and now he had no status, no prestige, and it was unbelievable that someone would come to visit the prison. But for the sake of the fifty pound fee, just open your eyes and close your eyes.

Fernandez didn't recognize the burly beard in front of him, who looked at him with curiosity.

"Hello, I am Petrarch, the director of the Alchemist Association of the Dorand Kingdom and the president of the 'Black Sanctuary' trading house. It's a pleasure to meet you. ”

"What is the Black Sanctuary?" Fernández had never been fond of these deviant names.

"I sell alchemy materials, I'm a material dealer, and I'll go wherever I can make money. ”

"I'll only torture people and kill people, I'm afraid I won't be able to earn you a lot of money. You're looking for the wrong person. ”

"No, the business of our chamber of commerce is already on track, whether it is Tanhran in the Taran Heights or Jaganke in the North Sea, whether it is New Tenotiran in the south or Pagda in the Arabor Peninsula, there are our semicolons. I've inspected the markets here in the Holy City, and there's a lot going on in the alchemy material business. ”

Petrarch paused, looked back at the white letters on the earthen wall, and smiled, "It seems that we all need a lot of money, right?"

Fernandez sneered and didn't speak.

Petrarch was amused, but he was not in the slightest, and continued: "You are now in prison, and for a very special reason, it is not so easy to get out. But I think you're a valuable resource with full commercial value—" He turned his head to look at the door, where the jailer with his bag was far away, and turned back and quietly slipped a piece of paper over.

Fernández picked it up and looked at it, and was shocked.

The slips of paper were densely covered with small letters, including almost all the officials below the rank of archbishop of the Holy See and above the rank of clerk, and some of them were marked with conspicuous marks in red ink.

Petrarch handed him a pen.

"What are you going to do?"

"You have a high reputation in the Holy City, and there are many officials you have met, please draw those who are likely to receive our funding, thank you. ”

Fernandez was furious: "You want me to help you bribe?

Petrarch looked at him with some sympathy: "Old sir, I have known about your unfortunate life before I came, and I have also learned about your forgotten deeds and almost desperate loyalty, but who cares? You can choose to reject me, and then, in the ridicule and ridicule of heresy, I will leave this world as a righteous person with my creed. Who cares if you fight so desperately?"

Fernández stared at the other party coldly and did not speak.

Petrarch added: "This is not contrary to your ideals. The list of bribe-takers is provided by you, and I will keep it well, and perhaps one day, this list will become a death sentence for bribe-takers - justice will be late, but there will be no absenteeism. ”

Fernández still didn't speak.

Petrarch sighed, "Of course, doing good deeds for free is admirable, but it is destined not to last, so let's do a little good for you," he looked back at the white letters on the earthen wall again, "it's just seven hundred and eighty thousand pounds." For every name you draw, we remove 100,000. Eight or more, fifteen days, to set you free, ten or more, five days—how?"

Fernandez slowly stood up: "Really?"

"The Black Holy Land will never break its word. ”

"Are you professional philanthropists?"

Petrarch couldn't cry or laugh: "Old man, who can't we find such conditions, don't you have to do it?"

"Then what are you doing standing here?"

"Because Mr. Dacora commissioned me. ”

Fernandez was stunned.

Petrarch said: "I was destitute in my early years, and in my most difficult times, I received his generous and selfless help. I owe Mr. Dacora a great favor. Now, I finally have a chance to pay it back. He said that although you can see it as the culprit of the failure of the operation, he is the vice-captain and has an unshirkable responsibility. ”

Fernández hung his head.

"Scoop out an out-of-style, bad-mouthed, dying executioner from prison? I don't think Mr. Dacora is likely to give me such an easy task. Sure enough, he had a follow-up request for me to find a boy named Esbania, who had been separated from his father in the war at the age of fourteen and had not been seen for thirty years. ”

Fernandez jerked his head up and grabbed the railing with both hands: "He's still alive? where is he?"

"Be careful, my priest, this railing is not very strong, and if you break it by accident, you will be a prison escape. Please calm down," Petrarch smiled when he calmed down a little, "Although this task is a bit difficult, it is just a matter of spending a little more money and effort. There are already eyebrows. ”

He ...... Where is he?"

"He's living well somewhere in the kingdom of Doland, and his future is limitless. ”

Fernandez suddenly screamed nervously: "You're lying to me! You're lying to me! Say you're lying to me!"

Petrarch took a half step back, smiled and spread his hands, "Why do I have to lie to you? So, Mr. Fernández, we are about to usher in a new situation of full cooperation and mutual benefit, but until then, you must be honest with me, how about it?"

Fernandez nodded without hesitation.

At the same time, Isabella took off her slime earplugs and turned back to Woods, "I heard you, the so-called 'Ark of the Covenant' is hidden in Bethesda Church, a small church in Rastalo City, twelve kilometers southwest of Fartican. ”

Woods stood up: "The fox's tail is finally revealed, do it!"

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