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Carrying Lady Quentin's Augustine out of the White Elephant Castle, the Nile White Python's stout body wandered behind him, fortunately the castle was grand enough, otherwise most of the buildings in the straight line would have suffered, Miss Elizabeth was still wearing the standard Plantagenet Chiffon princess dress, sitting on top of the giant python's head, drinking the snatched Ceylon black tea, relishing, the entire White Elephant Castle was stunning the beauty and strength of this treacherous Lori, it was her appearance that made the nobles behind the scenes retract the adventurous decision to let the White Elephant Hu clean up the battlefield, and an imperceptible mechanical finch flew away from the White Elephant Castle from the Flower Dew Manor。

"Who asked you to come?" Augustine frowned, the appearance of Elizabeth and the Nile White Python was not in his predetermined plan, although Elizabeth and the Black Mamba King Snake have been openly in the field of vision of the imperial conspirators, every coward has a cautious worldview, in his opinion, a "cute" big shaman with the same identity as a * riding a golden subspecies python, across the Flower Dew Manor, is really no different from a naked provocation, taking away an interesting identity of Lady Quentin is estimated to be the limit of a barbarian's patience.

Little Lori drank all the black tea, threw away the teacup, wiped her mouth, and said: "Without me, can you take the Irish alchemist out of the castle so comfortably?" Those are two palace dragon knights, not big knights, God knows how much hidden power Greenspan still hides, even if you suddenly become an upstart, it doesn't mean that you are an invincible existence, in case you die, what should you do if you owe me Caesar gold?"

"The real reason is that my butler eats sour grapes, right?" said Augustine, smiling, as he walked slowly through the Flower Dew Manor, unimpeded, and there were no obstructive flies blocking the path of the road. What's more, he was followed by a "little pet" of the golden subspecies.

"No, I didn't. Elizabeth screamed, then pursed her lips with disdain, "Alice's little vase boobs and ass are not as good as the big vase Hera Bolsefleur, and I have the strength to be jealous that she might as well spend more time experimenting in the lair." ”

Augustine didn't debunk the lame lie of little Lori, Mrs. Quentin or Quentin's little stunner is more suitable to hang on his shoulders, except for the peach-shaped perfection - buttocks, almost all the curves are tightly attached to Augustine's body, Augustine's feet are a little bigger, you can feel the wonderful trembling of her chest twin peaks, fast and slow, shaking and shaking, so Augustine does not feel how long the road of Flower Dew Manor is.

"You're just stuffing her into the castle of Stango, and you're not afraid that the irascible barbarians will pull out all the knights and slaughter them to the Black Swan Lake?" Elizabeth lay on top of the white python's head and held her cheeks.

"I didn't explicitly go to war with Greenspan, but once Greenspan set foot in Black Swan Lake, it was equivalent to officially declaring war on Cosmo, and as long as his head didn't burn out, he wouldn't do such stupid things. Moreover, this Lady Quentin is a true Irish Book of the Dead, and this alone is enough to prevent Greenspan from acting rashly, and in the Holy Empire, everything needs to be pulled out for a reason that does not violate the faith, and the holy war in the southeast is typical. But at the end of the day, no matter how gorgeous an excuse is, it is up to the Fists to decide whether it is a fallacy or a truth, and I destroy a hall to kindly remind Greenspan. Augustine explained.

"And what do you do with this honey-peach?" Elizabeth stole a glance at Aunt Quentin's round and upright ass, her eyes vicious, and she shook her head no longer to look at the unusually seductive peach-shaped full arc.

"Eat. Augustine laughed.

"Aren't you afraid of having your throat cut by a peach pit?" Butler Lori sneered. The peach pit implies the background of this honey-peach, she has always had a headache with the intricate aristocratic veins within the empire, the structure of human society has always made the Muse Continent both incomprehensible and envious, Elizabeth, as the most profound great shaman who penetrates the Holy Empire, has not been able to figure out the core of the noble pyramid until today, in her eyes, a weak creature with only one noble laurel crown can play with all the single powerful creatures in applause, too amazing.

"Everyone must be feared, everyone must be respected, and [order] should not try to thrive. In the early days, I was destined to be unable to deal with others as a pure politician, majoring in military force and supporting political skills, which is more appropriate. ”

Augustine sighed, "Everything has to wait for the underground castle of Shingo to really get on the right track, first of all, when the prototype of the magic array of the 12th house of the zodiac is completed, this point has Hera supervising the group of hard labor knights, the speed has exceeded the initial estimate, and secondly, I want to strive to sign an equal contract with the arrogant [St. Urban] of the lord's ruling, and the master-servant contract should not be extravagant, I am afraid of being the most hated." The arrogant 'St. Urban' was directly destroyed, and then there was you and the test specimen of the Sheep's Horn Laboratory, which was the only group that could be regarded as constituting a substantial combat power, and it was also the most effective hole card of [Order], followed by some unformed cards, Hera, and the group of young mages she cultivated, plus Dirmit in hibernation, I believe that when I annex Flower Dew Manor, Marceau County Province can completely become a clean consul sanctuary. At that time, the time was ripe for Cosmo to take on the Trident, and before that, I had to be patient and search for prey in Marceau County. ”

"Prey?" Elizabeth was immediately flushed with joy when she heard that there was prey to hunt, and the unhappiness of Augustine's private meeting with Miss Alice was thrown out of her stomach.

"The restless noble lords, the noble bishops who turn their backs on piety, the churches of heretical churches, all the dark species that wander in the province of Marceau, the great slave owners who violate the teachings of the Holy See, the financial butchers and bankers who are not temperate enough, are fat. Augustine laughed, looking a little treacherous and gloomy.

"You're going to turn Marceau County upside down?" Elizabeth's eyes were full of anticipation and some concern, "Will His Majesty the Emperor tolerate your sweeps?"

"You have to eat the rice one bite at a time, and the same goes for the fatty meat. Augustine laughed.

"And who are you going to talk to first? You're not familiar with Marceaushire. Elizabeth was curious, and changed her position to lie on the head of the white python.

Augustine slapped the plump buttocks of "Honey-Peach" hard, the elasticity was amazing, and he smiled: "Don't pretend to be asleep, go down and go to the castle of Shingo by yourself." ”

Putting down Madame Quentin who had opened her eyes, she was still weak, but it was not difficult to walk, and she was quietly looking for an opportunity to subdue Augustine all the way after she woke up, but a few times when she made up her mind to fatally wound this damned Vatlantican papal giant, he coincidentally quickened his pace, increasing the force of the impact between her chest and his back, swaying, trembling, it was simply blatant flirtation, and in addition, at that moment, the young man's magic fluctuations would be extremely chaotic, and even she could not be sure that this guy with an infinite nuclear weight capacity was unsuspecting to make the mistake that all men make, and only wanted to rub oil on her, still patiently waiting for her shot, another hateful and insidious cat-and-mouse game.

Secretly glad that Mrs. Quentin, who was not controlled by impulse, stood in front of Augustine, with one hand across her chest and struggling to cover the delicate spring light, but her cover was inevitably squeezed, and in the eyes of all big-breasted and big-ass women are natural enemies, it became another shameless temptation, and the personal butler couldn't wait for the Nile white python to swallow this ripe honey-peach directly into her stomach, and then rot in her stomach.

Lady Quentin looked at the young man with a smile that was no different from that of an ordinary old nobleman, then looked up at the white python that was supposed to be the legendary dragon subspecies, and finally at the little girl who was lying on the head of the snake and was hostile to her, and suddenly her delicate body was shocked, and she stared at the fairy face that seemed to have hung in a corridor of the Plantagenet royal family.

The Plantagenet royal family has an oil portrait corridor in the Red Maple and White Dew Palace, the portrait members must be the orthodox royalty of the Plantagenet Dynasty, one of which is a self-portrait of the doll princess Michel Peifen, and the only one that refuses to be copied by the palace painter but by the royal family, this Plantagenet princess who died prematurely at the age of 11 was the most distressed child of the Plantagenet Emperor more than two hundred years ago, it is rumored that she died from the vicious curse of a certain female witch at the cost of youth, and the enraged emperor united with the Pope Hall to carry out the extermination of witchcraft throughout the dynasty, and finally preserved the body of Princess Honey Peifen in a crystal coffin, her face has been preserved in the most vivid state for a hundred years, but it was stolen by mysterious forces more than a hundred years ago, and she has not been heard from since, which makes people can't help but sigh with regret.

Madame Quentin quickly concealed her inner shock, no longer staring at the devilish face with infinite temptation, and turned her head to look at Augustine, as if she felt that today's encounter was too bizarre, she entered the Flower Dew Manor just to teach the simple little Alice some emotional skills, and even at this stage she was not very interested in whether Augustine was an archon or a traitor, who would have wanted to accept his dangerous "molestation" as soon as she entered the castle hall , I didn't expect him to kill the killer, and directly regarded her as a pure undead heresy, she covered her chest with both hands that leaked a large area of spring light, and asked with a wry smile: "Are you really going to throw me into the sacrament ministry?"

Augustine nodded without hesitation.

"For the sake of the doctrine you want to defend, or for the sake of [Order]?" said Lady Quentin's brown eyes, looking at the man who had been strange at first and now even stranger.

"Both. Augustine replied, continuing on their way, they had reached the junction of Flower Dew Manor and Black Swan Lake.

"I want to know the specific gravity. Mrs. Quentin insisted.

"It's not as complicated as you think. ”

Augustine laughed, "You are a heretic, I am a member of the Sacramental Ministry, you are a woman who can satisfy my desires, I am a man who needs to vent - desires, it's as simple as that." ”

Lady Quentin looked stunned and unbelievable.

Augustine placed his hand on her ripe buttocks and smiled, "I already said that I expect your dexterous mouth." ”

Mrs. Quentin paused, and did not refuse Augustine's desecration on her honey-peach buttocks, and pretended to be ashamed, "But I am still a maiden. ”

Augustine squeezed it heavily and said with a smile: "It's okay, I can play the role of Mrs. Quentin's uncle, and I'm the best at raising goldfish and selling candy." ”

Looking at the castle of Stangor in the distance, the corners of Augustine's mouth curled, "Little kitten, future private slave girl, beautiful Lady Quentin, you should be glad to be the only sacramental ministry institution in the Vatlantican that treats female heretics well." ”