"Dear punk mage, it is an honor to meet you, our patriarch of the Victoria's Secret family, Mr. Zweig, has admired you for a long time, and now he has set up a feast for your presence."

A girl dressed in a gorgeous dress walked up to the punk, and in a very low manner, she gave a low courtesy to a superior person, and invited her to the exit.

"Isn't that the Victoria's Secret family without my minister Hurt?"

Punk didn't even glance at the apparently well-groomed appearance of the girl in front of him, and the name Hurt surprised Punk a little, and he clearly remembered that this guy was the "Home Secretary" who monopolized the political power of Dolaiz.

Punk was curious about what kind of medicine was sold in this aristocratic gourd, and anyway, it would take some time for the backhand to be arranged, so it would be okay to go and see if this old man who had a conflict with Cascasy had something to say.

Thinking of this, Punk glanced indifferently at the girl who was still bowing her head to maintain etiquette, and then spit out two words softly:

"Lead the way"!

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At this time, in the luxurious brick house of the Victoria's Secret family, unlike the punk clouds and breezy winds, Hurt only felt that his head was about to explode at this time.

Because the church of Tishachar is not mad anymore, but completely dead, they dare to extend their claws to the city of Doraise, and they still stretch out a poisonous claw (spreading the plague), and this claw is still stretched out like this......... Blatantly, this is no longer going crazy, you are looking for death.

Hurt is sure that even if no one cares about her now, within three months, as long as those cumbersome refugees are dead, the Kingdom of Dylan will immediately send troops to suppress it.

And not to mention that in the future, even now the church of Tishachar has been angry, and the spread of the plague in the city of Doraiz has exceeded the bottom line of tolerance of the nobles, after all, the plague does not care whether you are a nobleman or not.

Now, the nobles have begun to plot against the church of Tishachar, which is obviously inseparable from the plague, and the most tricky thing is that the representative they elected to "boycott the church of Tishachar" is actually Hutt Victoria's Secret himself!

Now that Hurt is on the cusp of being a double agent, any evidence of the church in Tishachar could lead to the Victoria's Secret rebellion.

Although Hurt could not understand why the initially wise and calm church of Tishachar had recently become so outrageous and unreasonable, none of this affected his determination to leave the "Titanic", which looked gorgeous but was actually about to sink.

He had helped Zweig sell a large number of slaves obtained from the exploitation of refugees to the church of Tishachar as "believers", and now Hurt wanted to clear his "suspicion", the first point was to explain the whereabouts of the "missing" slaves.

So he found punk.

He plans to cooperate with this mage who likes human experiments, dispose of the batch of slaves "bought" from the refugees in his hands as soon as possible, and at the same time put the previous slaves on the punk, although these may require a lot of costs, but the Victoria's Secret family no longer cares.

"Losing money is nothing, the most important thing now is to find a big enough backer"

That's what Hurtt was thinking at this point.

Although the patriarch of the Victoria's Secret family vaguely felt that it was not a wise move to send someone to invite punk, because if he was torn between two official-level powerhouses, if he was not careful, he would die without a place to be buried.

But he had no choice!

The fire was about to burn his eyebrows, Hurt had always been a loyal family man, and now he decided to take on the responsibility of a patriarch and do his best to plan a way for the family to survive.

At this moment, Hurt was worried, but he still set up a lavish banquet, and then pretended to be hospitable and stood in the hall waiting for the punk to arrive.

In fact, the Victoria's Secret family is still relatively sure of this cooperation.

They had secretly investigated the number of slaves purchased by the Minohon Chamber of Commerce, their collaborator of the punks, so he was confident that the young full-fledged mage who had continued to maintain the image of the neutral camp would not refuse the cooperation of a large number of "test pieces".

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"Please, Lord Saian"!

The beautiful girl walked to the gate of the Victoria's Secret Mansion, an old housekeeper dressed in stereotype opened the door, the dome with the huge crystal chandelier was really plated with a layer of gold, all kinds of beautiful jewels dotted the strokes on the wall, the precious porcelain jar artwork was placed in the corridor, and dozens of young girls in maid costumes were neatly arranged in the corridor to welcome.

Punk didn't bother at all at all at all at all for his illusory splendor, and without saying a word, he walked past the sumptuous carpet made of Yuhua bear skin, and walked into the banquet hall, the Golem No. 1 behind him.

"This is Master Sai'an, please forgive me for being disrespectful. ”

Hurt saw the arrival of the punk from afar, and the old face was crowded with flattering smiles.

"Hello, Mr. Hurt".

The punk replied with a non-salty greeting, and then, without waiting for Hurt to react, he pulled out a finely carved chair and sat down.

"Sai'an-sama ............"

"Alright, Mr. Hurt, I have a limited amount of time, and you can say anything if you have any questions."

Hearing Punk's faceless answer, Hurt's first reaction was a rise in anger, after all, he was almost the de facto ruler of Dorez City, and when he was questioned in such a commanding manner.

But thinking of the identity of the young man in front of him, Hurt immediately lost his anger, what else could he do, the other party was a powerful formal-level powerhouse, and it seemed that he was still soft and hard, and now the Victoria's Secret family has a request for help............

"As you wish, Lord Saian"!

The prepared banquet and the beauties were completely useless at this time, and Hurt could only take a deep breath, and then pushed all the "idle people" around him, including the girl, until the last person also left, and the old man put on a "distressed" look", and said sadly:

"Lord Sai'an, the Victoria's Secret family has been completely cornered, we have decided not to cooperate with the Church of Tishachar again, and now we have decided to be loyal to you, my lord, and we will always be loyal and never betrayed"!

Hurt put himself in the right position, he knew that it was impossible to really maintain a fair and cooperative relationship, and many things could not be hidden, after all, the prophecy spell of the official mage was not a joke, so he put his posture very low at the beginning, and simply created the image of a prodigal son turning back and abandoning the darkness and turning to the light.

But what Hurt didn't expect was that Punk was not interested in the so-called cooperation in the slightest, and he cared most about the message in Hurt's writing - Tishachar.

"Just now...... You said you worked with the church in Tishachar"?

Punk excitedly asked Hurt how he was trying to find the trace of the church of Tishachar, and a "spy" came to the door, and Punk said that it was great to have someone send a pillow when he was sleepy, saving time and effort.

Hurt was a little stunned, in his imagination, the punk asked if not how to cooperate, he should ask what benefits he could bring, after all, the other party was obviously a pure mage who only recognized interests, but what was the situation of this kind of performance that was only interested in the church of Tishachar? Strictly speaking, all the nobles of Doraise had cooperated with the church of Tishachar in the early days, so the official mage in front of him should not hold on, right?

Although a little confused, Hurt replied tremblingly:

"Yes...... Yes, the contemptible people used to be obsessed with money, but now they have completely cut off all ties with those madmen."

"Oh, that's interesting, let's tell me more"?

Seeing a flash of blue light in Punk's eyes, Hurt shuddered involuntarily, and he suddenly felt that he had done something stupid, stupid...... Hopeless!