Borlando, I heard that you are doing well with Miliana, those old friends, you are the one in the highest position now, right?" Garneau ignored him.

"This is not a matter of position at all, the Holy One who came out of the Divine City is wary of us. You don't know what trouble I'm in right now, a lot of eyes are on me, and if I miss something, if someone sees something, I'm dead.

So, if you want any spell casting materials, money, or anything else, I can give it to you. But for the sake of all of us, you should get out of here quickly. Borlando held out three fingers, "Three! There are three Sages in the vicinity of the city, and they could take a look around the neighborhood at any time." And Polidaro is in the city, he's a mage sage, who knows how sharp he is!"

Garneau said, "My friend, you look scared. ”

Borlando's face turned ugly: "Of course, you know what? Fifteen people have died in the temple of nature on the outskirts of the city, and all kinds of deaths, those who have guilty evidence are sentenced and executed, and those who are not guilty, like Valerino, will die inexplicably. If you are found, it will be both of us who will die. Say, whatever you want, I'll give you whatever I can. ”

Garneau walked to the window with his hands behind his back, the wooden windows closed tightly, and only the light of the setting sun outside came in between the pages.

"I want you to help me deal with those three guys from the Divine City. Garneau said.

"Deal with, what do you mean to deal with?" Borlando's voice was soft, but his tone was exaggerated, as if he had seen something incredible.

"Kill them. If you were to be more precise. Garneau said flatly.

Borlando jumped up like a cat with its tail stepped on, and he roared, "I don't want to die yet, if you want to accomplish any plan of revenge, please go yourself, don't pull me!

Garneau's finger pressed lightly against the frame of the window, and the window creaked.

"What would happen if I pushed open this window and yelled out, 'The god of nature is a pig!'"

"You're not going to do that. Unless you're crazy!, you won't run away in the first place, and you won't come here to find me!" Borlando said in a hurried tone, and he involuntarily took a step back, as if he was thinking of running away.

Garneau smiled mysteriously, flicked his fingers, and the window was opened, and he yelled outside, "The god of nature is a pig!"

Borlando ran out of his legs, but suddenly two vines emerged from beneath the floor, wrapping his legs around both hands, and his man was held diagonally in the air, unrelievable, swinging his limbs in vain in the air like a marionette.

"After all these years, you still have so little guts. Garneau smiled and tapped his outstretched hand outside the window. I saw that there was a transparent cover in the air outside the window, and it actually collided with his finger knuckles and made a thumping sound.

Seeing this, Borlando suddenly softened and stopped struggling in the air.

"Let me go. I'm not running. ”

Garneau gathered the vines and placed Borlando on the ground, who slumped on the ground panting. Garneau said: "I am not an impulsive person to die, and I am not fighting alone, in this matter, you and I only need to do auxiliary work, and it is other sages who do it. ”

"Other Sages?" Borlando said after looking at him for a few seconds, "Have you taken refuge in the Tower of China?"

"Since the Temple of Nature is no longer worthy of my service, what other place on this continent is more powerful than the Tower of China?" said Garneau.

"But...... There are so many saints in the Divine City, and there are gods who are about to awaken behind them!"

"Borlando, it's just my choice, not yours. You are always a priest in the Temple of Nature. It's up to you to choose how to make yourself safer. Garneau closed the window, walked over to the living room over the sideboard, and picked up a glass vase that looked very beautiful.

"These days, haven't you seen what kind of tricks those people in the city are playing?

If the God of Nature really awakens, not to mention what the world will be like, do you think these reborn saints will return to the Divine City where they have been imprisoned for so many years?"

"What do you mean?"

"Quite simply, you can make your own judgment if they just want to start a war, destroy some enemies for the gods of nature, and then go back to the city of gods. Then they may not put their minds into collecting the wealth of the world at all. Because those are of no use to them at all, they just need someone to provide them with a luxurious life, and they don't have to think hard about the days to come. But if they start looting and accumulating wealth, it means that they are not ready to go back, but are ready to live in this day and age. Right?"

"This ...... , it seems to be the truth. Borlando's eyes widened as if he remembered something: "Mistress Miliana...... I once talked about the purchase of property. The reason why I will dedicate my villa is to do what I like. ”

"So, that's the problem. You naturally have more opportunities to deal with people who do business in the southern city-states, and you should know human nature very well. Do you think people will have restraint in their pursuit of wealth, especially when they can take the wealth of others for themselves with just a casual mouth?

Of course, they're still dealing with the nobles and the rich merchants, but don't think I don't know, it's not the southern city-states who are the richest in this land. What mixed goods in the temple convoy to avoid taxes, what Templar knights acted as thugs to help others deal with rivals, and what temple priests disguised themselves to take on ships to deal with the pirates of the Sea Clan.

Do you think I really don't know? Do you think the priests in the north are stupid?"

Borlando heard this, and sweat rolled down his forehead.

"It's just that you have paid enough taxes that the Golden Branch priests of the temple have turned a blind eye. But now all this news is in the hands of those guys in God City.

Do you think that Miliana will tolerate you, a little high-ranking person, because the secret wealth is richer than that of the Sage? You are a fattened pig, and she even has a ready-made reason for slaughtering you: just clean the temple of moths and scum!"

"I ...... I......... No. Borlando stammered.

"But the Tower of China is different, and they want you to stay in charge of this place and do business with them. Garneau's tone became soothing again, "Now I'll ask you one more question: Who do you want to die of the City of God and the Tower of China?"

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