Cold Moon Empire, Marshal's Mansion.

At this time, Marshal Ron appeared in an extremely remote room in the depths of the Marshal's Mansion.

It is a windowless room, and even the walls are made of heavy granite, which is obviously a secret room unknown to outsiders.

And at this time, in addition to Marshal Ron, there is another person in the secret room, and if Prime Minister Rongte is here at this time, then he will definitely be able to recognize that person is Pope Richard Rakika of the Temple of Light of the Cold Moon Empire!

At this time, he did not show the kindness and humility of people on the outside, but instead showed a majestic and indifferent face!

"Lord Richard!" a hint of trepidation flashed on Marshal Ron's wrinkled old cheeks, and then he bent down and saluted, with an extremely humble and respectful attitude, "How is the Pope?"

"What's the good thing? I haven't slept a day, old man, like you, Lord Marshal, so unhappy!" Pope Richard snorted coldly, and said with a slight displeasure.

"Where, where!" the Pope laughed!" Marshal Ron suddenly sweated.

If someone saw Marshal Ron's appearance at this time, they would definitely drop their jaws, is this still the Marshal Ron who is under 10,000 people under one person in the Cold Moon Empire, and is in charge of a million lions in his hands?

"I'm not having time to laugh with you!" Pope Richard immediately snorted coldly, and then continued: "I came here today to tell you that the above has decided to let 'him' be the representative of the Cold Moon Empire, so you have to try your best to help him, support him, and let him take control of the military power as soon as possible!"

"Of course, the temple will also give him enough help in secret, after all, his success is directly related to the future of the temple, and it is also your future!"

Speaking of this, Pope Richard's tone suddenly changed and became serious: "Ron Locke!"

"Yes!" Hearing this call, Marshal Ron suddenly knelt down respectfully on the ground, even his forehead was close to the ground, and at the same time, cold sweat flowed on his back, obviously frightened.

"Don't betray the Temple!"

"This kind of ...... I don't even dare to think about this kind of thing!"

"That's the best, don't forget what happened to Rhyat Hayalard! Also, I'm not as good at talking as Skywalker, and if you don't want to obey the control of the temple and want to act on your own, then the consequences will ...... Hmph, you know it yourself!" Pope Richard's voice grew colder and colder, and the threat in his tone was full.

"Don't dare, don't dare! I can be the marshal of this Cold Moon Empire, completely relying on the support of the temple, I will not be ungrateful!" Marshal Ron hurriedly kowtowed respectfully, expressing his loyalty.

"Hmph! No, you have to behave yourself and keep up the good performance of the past!" Pope Richard immediately snorted coldly, but his face was much soothed, after all, Marshal Ron's performance has always been remarkable.

"What about the Prime Minister's business?" and the Lord decided to do it?" trembling and standing up, Marshal Ron didn't bother to wipe the cold sweat off his head, and hurriedly asked.

"You can handle that matter yourself, there are other important things in the temple!" Richard said with a slight disdain, and then disappeared as if it had never been there.

After confirming that Richard was gone, Marshal Ron walked out of the room with a light press on the mechanism, and his originally respectful expression showed a hint of displeasure in an instant, and then he stood quietly outside the room and thought for a long time, until a long time later, he regained his usual confident expression of being proud of the crowd.

"Do you want to give him the right?" Looking at his hands that were still trembling at this time, Marshal Ron suddenly muttered to himself.

He knew very well that once he handed over the power in his hands, then his future would be full of uncertainties, after all, with the consistent urine nature of the temple, they would never leave a living mouth for those who had no use value and knew of their existence.

But what can he do if he doesn't hand it over?

Will he be able to resist?

After all, he, the marshal of the empire, was just a pawn in the hands of the temple.

Although he had thought about getting rid of this control after ascending to the high position of marshal, his heart trembled when he thought of what had happened to Rheart Hayalard, he didn't want to lose the rights he had already obtained easily, let alone die.

"Hmph! Since you want the right, then I'll give you the right, I want to see what kind of storm a little hairy child can stir up even if he gets the right!" After a while, Marshal Ron, who had figured out some things, immediately snorted softly, and then strode towards the front yard of the marshal's mansion.

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In the afternoon, the official room of the North Governor's Mansion.

Hua Long, who was sitting quietly at his desk and thinking about where Qiu Lik would hide, was suddenly disturbed by a sharp knock on the door.

After a few breaths, a young girl in an elegant Western-style dress walked in slowly with a look of arrogance and disdain.

It's Xue Ya, the daughter!

"This is where you work, it's like a kennel!" As soon as he entered the door, he glanced slightly at the extremely simple official room, and Xue Ya's face was immediately filled with a look of disdain.

"This is the Northern Governor's Mansion, naturally it can't compare to your Prime Minister's Mansion!" Hua Long immediately responded with a non-salty response, and then said: "You come, is there anything wrong?"

"Do you have time?" Xue Ya's posture and tone were like that of an eldest lady.

Hua Long nodded suddenly, although he wanted to refuse.

"If I want to buy something in a moment, I'll let you stay with me. Xue Ya said in a gifted tone.

In fact, Xue Ya came to invite Hua Long to the ball, but she couldn't say it directly, so she found a reason in disguise, and Xue Ya was still very confident in whether Hua Long would participate in the ball, how could he refuse such a noble and beautiful self.

And this tone suddenly made Hua Long's brows furrow tightly, but it seemed that they were going to get married tomorrow, Hua Long finally endured it, nodded and agreed.

"I'm going to change my clothes!"

"You don't have to change it, you're wearing it well. Looking at Hua Long, who was handsome and extraordinary in a white official uniform, the vanity in Xue Ya's heart further expanded, and she could even hear the envious whispers of those young ladies and the sighs of shame from the men.

That's what she wants!

Hearing this, Hua Long's brows suddenly wrinkled even tighter, shouldn't she use me as an item to show off?

However, although he was unhappy in his heart, Hua Long's expression still seemed very calm.

"Let's go!"

Immediately, a pair of golden boys and girls who looked extremely compatible in the eyes of outsiders walked out side by side.

It's a pity, unfortunately, at the gate of the Northern Governor's Mansion, they met Xingxue, and the atmosphere between the three of them suddenly became awkward.

Out of a woman's intuition, the two beauties suddenly looked like a volcano was about to erupt, and they stared at each other in an instant.

Xue Ya's heart was suddenly full of jealousy, although she herself didn't want to admit it, but when she saw Xing Xue looking at her, she also skimmed Hua Long from time to time, which was completely not taking her seriously, so Xue Ya immediately held Hua Long's arm in her arms and clearly swore her sovereignty.

It looks like telling Xing Xue, this is my man, you don't want to beat him!

Seeing this scene, a hint of sarcasm suddenly appeared on Xingxue's face, as if to say, what is it to hold your arms? This man has been slept with by Miss Ben, compared to me, you are far behind!

The war between the two women started in an instant, and Hua Long, who was caught in the middle, suddenly looked a little at a loss.

"A woman knows all day long that she wields a sword and makes a sword, and she is careful not to marry. Xue Ya's words were prickly.

"You don't have to worry about this!" Xing Xue just glanced at Xue Ya, and then put her eyes on Hua Long's body, "Are you right?

Xingxue's actions at this time made Hua Long suddenly recall the scene when he was blackmailed in the Imperial Royal Martial Arts Arena, if he said no, I'm afraid Xingxue would have to do it again, but this time Hua Long felt relieved, because this is Xingxue!

And Xue Ya obviously understood the meaning of Xing Xue's words at this time, so she deliberately excited: "To be a concubine, are you willing to do the same?"

"Yes!" Xing Xue not only replied very simply, but her gaze at Xue Ya did not give in at all.

"You ......"

"What are you, I'm happy, you can take care of it!"

In the next moment, the two peerless beauties launched a battle of staring again!

"That...... I still have official business, so I won't bother. Hua Long, who was sandwiched between the two beauties, suddenly became two big heads, and hurriedly found a reason to hide aside.

"Don't go!"

"Don't go!"

In an instant, the reactions of the two beauties were surprisingly consistent, and when their eyes fell on Hua Long's body at the same time, even the words they said were exactly the same.

Hua Long suddenly stood in place with a sad face, not daring to move.

Fortunately, in the next second, Xing Xue seemed to be soft-hearted, and after glancing at Hua Long, she walked directly past Xue Ya's side very unceremoniously.

This damn girl!

Xue Ya was suddenly angry, and in an instant, she pushed Hua Long away and walked towards the carriage without looking back.

This......

Hua Long was speechless for a moment, who is he provoking whom? It's just a disaster from the sky!

However, just when he thought that Xue Ya, who had gotten into the carriage, was going to leave alone, Hua Long was shocked to find that the carriage door was not closed, and even the carriage had no intention of leaving.

Is she waiting for me?

What a troublesome young lady! Hua Long suddenly frowned slightly, and walked towards the carriage helplessly.

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