Volume 3 The Emperor in the Church Robe Chapter 1 Generous Relatives
For the members of the Order of the Underworld of Poetry, it is just curious why the long-dormant St. Urban's disappeared, along with the few poetic spiral staircases in this kingdom were destroyed, and as for the buildings on the upper floors of the castle that were not long completed, it was the same tragic fate as the beautiful staircase, but at least, they finally saw the long-lost sunlight and starry sky. The Chief Order, who had not shown up for a long time, did not explain these questions, and even the Deputy Chief Ulise returned to the Black Swan Lake with a giant tree, but the archon did not greet him, and the ancient tree without a single green leaf was planted on the ground floor of the habitat of St. Urban, and then the Sheep's Horn Laboratory gave the design plan for the first time, replicating and reshaping the spiral staircase, so that the underground castle of Singo continued to rely on artificial sunlight.
When the first green shoots bloomed from the Ursula Earth Tree in Professor Hall's mouth, the still somewhat pale Commander of Order finally walked out of the secret room and appeared in the public eye, which gave great confidence to all the fragile vines that clinged to the tree of order to survive. Augustine, after a private conversation with Ulise, sat in the back row of Hall's classroom, rested for a moment and quietly left, and then visited the work of Madame Fiona and Louis Butler, neither of which did not make too many stops, and did not even give the two new poets any chance to pat themselves. Returning to Honey, standing in front of the bottle of "Lady's Secret", stopping to meditate, Augustine stretched out his hand and smiled.
"It's good that we're all alive. β
Who cares if the outside world is calm or flooding?
Unlike Vatican, where the Patriarch himself issued a ban on discussions, senior theologians of the Holy See of Byzantio are discussing the meaning of the temporary name "Black Swan Holy Descent", some say "This is a symbol of the rise of the Holy Empire", but some opponents immediately jumped out and said, "On the contrary, the Holy Empire, which is constantly expanding its territory, is about to come to an end, which is a sign of divine punishment and the Lord's wrath against an empire of hypocrisy." In the end, there was no conclusion that would convince most people, but the Black Emperor, who had taken refuge in the Cathedral of the Bells of the North Pole, finally broke his silence and said something that sounded like a rogue "It's just a joke, like your bullshit pope accidentally became the spokesman of the Lord". Scholars who believe in the occult are even more excited and trembling, and the most boring and silent niche group of royal astrologers are even busier, and every vision that is not within the established trajectory is a brutal push down of long and arduous reasoning, and several elderly astrologers die suddenly with desperate eyes in front of the wide desks full of drawings, the desks of the old people are destined to be made of the same material, black chicken heartwood, which means "bystander" in Gularan; As for the adventurers who were secretly financed by the royal family or the great nobles, they all traveled to the Savage Continent to try to find answers for their employers who paid large sums of gold coins.
When Ulise, the ancient tree of life, which was carefully raised by Ulise as his own daughter, gave birth to its first new branches and was covered with verdant green leaves, Augustine, who had nothing to do but pray and read for half a year, finally smiled easily, the little secret of honey was revealed, and the wet Lori stood in front of him, although her body was very fragile, especially there was a black scar on her chest that could not be healed, but her mental state was much better than Augustine imagined, like a diligent housekeeper who bent down to hand over the gorgeous princess dress that had been prepared long ago, which was her favorite moon season Gothic style, after she put on the skirt, she carried the skirt and spun it twice, and then rushed into Augustine's armsThis time he didn't put his hand on her head or kicked her with his foot, he hugged her petite soft body tightly, and he didn't intend to ask about everything in the glass bottle, a little lady with privacy was a qualified lady.
She sensed Augustine's struggle, and quickly took the initiative to jump down, and said with a headache: "Augustine, I don't even know if I am Elizabeth, Princess Michel Peifen, or who?"
Augustine laughed, "I don't care. β
The little butler ran to the big bed where five or six of her lay sideways, and one stumbled, almost falling, and Augustine instinctively wanted to help him, but immediately retracted, for it was an unnecessary movement. She threw herself on the big bed, wrapped in the quilt, and rolled happily on the big bed, Augustine slowly walked to the dressing table, handed her the seppuku rabbit puppet and the ending of "Flowers and Blood" from the Titan Imperial Capital, sat on the edge of the bed, looking at her funny expression of little gratitude and hoping to squeeze out a few tears, Augustine said helplessly: "Okay, I confirm that I have received your thanks, so don't embarrass yourself." β
"Augustine, you are becoming more and more understanding, are you ready to accept my love?!" the little butler screamed and got out of the quilt, wanting to hug Augustine and kiss him fiercely, but unfortunately Augustine held down his little head and couldn't succeed.
Seeing that Augustine was a little out of breath, she gave up the struggle, playing with the seppuku rabbit puppet that she liked at a glance, and the two copies of "Flowers and Blood" with beautiful covers were placed on her knees, and she was reluctant to flip through them, and suddenly, the Lori butler threw away the puppet, kneaded her chest with both hands, looked at Augustine with a black line, and cheered: "Augustine, my boobs seem to be bigger, yes!"
Augustine was calm, kept calm, and didn't say anything, he really couldn't bear to expose the baseless self-hypnosis of Butler Lori.
Augustine said softly: "You take a rest first, I'll go to the study to write a few letters of apology to some big people in the imperial capital, because the ancient tree of Ursula in the Biyang Mountains has been moved, wait for a good sleep, have a good dream, and then go to see it, there will be a surprise." β
She nodded, placed the book on the head of the bed, and shrunk into the quilt with the darkly styled seppuku bunny puppet.
Augustine helped her cover the quilt and walked out of the honey, but instead of returning to the study, he went straight to the bottom, leaning against the ancient tree of life embedded in a broken dragon's eye, like a wounded grizzly bear in hibernation. The last thought was that the old man with the legendary horn of destruction was so strong that he had prevented most of the destruction of St. Urban's with the help of the Ancestral Heroic Spirit. I don't know if this is a pervert who has lived for a thousand years, I hope I don't go directly to the poetry castle to take revenge, otherwise it will really be over at that time. Don't force me, old fellow, to smash the last of the man's head cards that aren't hole cards in your face.
In the honey, I closed my eyes and counted the stars and lambs after finally reaching a thousand, and I jumped several times during this period, Lori Butler opened her eyes, picked up a copy of "Flowers and Blood", carried the puppet, and quietly came to the place she named Cat's Eye, and saw the young woman who couldn't walk on the first day of birth due to the curse of the Titan's undead, Pandora, with beautiful long straight black hair like a waterfall, she was originally looking down at the "Blind Man's Eyes" that she didn't know how many times it was , Seeing the little queen, she smiled slightly and said softly: "Hello." β
"I'm sorry to worry about Augustine. Little Lori may be the first time to say "sorry", the most hated word.
"I'm worried about you too. Pandora smiled.
Little Lori pursed her lips, "The amount is different." β
Pandora did not deny it.
The little queen sat on the ground in front of Pandora's eyes, and the poor rabbit was cushioned under her buttocks, and she said slowly: "I can guess that Augustine has had a hard time these days, but he must have behaved naturally in front of you. Although I was nailed to the Dry Witch Stone Pillar at the time, I could feel that Augustine's nuclear weight that had been liberated by the god of St. Urban's was on the verge of collapse several times, and the Titan dragon eye that the Sword Saint couldn't cut off the mark was probably already cracked, he was probably a guy with a severe cold and fever at the time, but he took a biting cold shower, and he was able to pretend to be okay in front of you, which was his best effort, so if the number of times he visited you during this time decreased, I hope you can understand. St. Urban's is gone, completely gone, I finally accumulated some money, and I have become a poor bastard again, all of which is due to my willfulness and conceit, and what is even more sad is that Augustine's 'holy remains' armor that he finally deceived from the Clement family was also split by a sword master, Pandora, do you know the preciousness of this armor?"
Pandora shook her head slightly.
Lori's butler said sadly: "Its alias is 'the skeleton of the gods', there are two pieces, one is from the god of light who fell to the world, and was finally worn by the saint Alehan, and later it was included in the royal family, probably becoming the private collection of Emperor Jupiter." The other is in Augustine's body, lost by the fallen archangel in an abyss on the 'Day of Judgment', and somehow obtained by the dark race, so that the holy weapon has become the source of war in the dark world, and it may be the thing that Augustine cares about the most in addition to the gold pocket watch. Augustine, who usually doesn't repeat a topic, said three times that he almost gave up his ass for this most life-saving thing. β
Hearing this, Pandora smiled slightly.
Butler Lori couldn't help but roll her eyes unladylike and said, "Hey, hey, you can still laugh!" I really don't know how Augustine likes you, he is so pessimistic, but you are so optimistic. β
One is the night when you can't see your fingers, and the other is like the dawn that soon sees the dawn.
The little queen couldn't figure it out, so she didn't bother.
In fact, the little queen in a coma still underestimated the trauma and sequelae brought to Augustine by the great war, if it weren't for the last pillar of light that clearly violated the principle of "flawless, absolutely righteous, and straight to perfection", Augustine could indeed rely on the pulse point and the staff of the Titan Dragon's Eye to return to the Black Swan Lake, but at the cost of dying in an unknown mystery in the teleportation across the continent, she would only be left alone and survived. She has always seen life and death thinner than paper, even if she loses the little boy and the little girl, she can still hide her sadness in her heart, but what if there is no coward Augustine, and he always sings "Lullaby" and "Little Muse" out of tune?
Pandora said softly: "Miss Elizabeth, you are Augustine's only friend who is willing to give everything, so you don't need to say sorry to me, I have always been grateful to you, without you, Augustine's smile would be much, much less." β
The little queen hummed, and then fell silent, and the two ladies each looked through two sets of books with diametrically opposite writing styles, and the Lori butler muttered, "Wouldn't it be better if you could bring Dimmit?"
But immediately refuting this absurdity, she laughed at herself: "What a fool I am, how could St. Urban's allow the desecration of being overheaded by a dark species." β
She patted her buttocks, stood up with the puppet, and said with a smile: "Pandora, when I finish reading "Flowers and Blood", I will borrow you to read." β
Pandora smiled, "Okay, then I recommend this book "The Blind Man's Eye" to you. β
I'm afraid this is a little tacit understanding between ladies.
The next day, I don't know whether to describe it as surprise or bad news, the order saw their Lori butler, and sat on the branch of the ancient tree of Ursula to read "Flowers and Blood", very leisurely and arrogant.
For any poetic character full of humility honorific title, Lori butler ignored it, only Mrs. Quentin, who came to greet her, the little queen took out a little enthusiasm and glanced at it, all eyes were focused on the canary's chest, which made the housekeeper who was in a good mood immediately covered with rain on his face, and made a mouth shape, which immediately frightened Mrs. Quentin to flee in a panic, and the scale was larger than the Michiel mountain peak, and the Michel's chest trembled involuntarily, and the little queen couldn't help but go to the honey and get the leather whip and throw it over, and whip the towering Michel into a plain, oh no, it's the basin that is happyγ
In the summer, the Black Swan Lake, the Quebec sugar maple and plane plane tree planted last year can already make people rest comfortably in the shade of the trees. Ignoring the little queen's coquettish protests and refusing to follow her, the archon took the blonde lame boy and the Lich King Naples through a series of shady trees, and here paved a marble path that ended in the castle of Poetry, and hired three painters who were too afraid to take a copper plate to pay for it, and painted the marble with obsidians, on which no one dared to step on the path at first, for fear of causing disrespect to the Rotonchilds, and walked only after the Order's statement.
Augustine looked at the still green maple leaves above his head and thought, "In another season, I'll be able to make some red maple bookmarks for Pandora." As for Elizabeth, forget it, I don't understand why she should start reading from the end. β
Augustine went out to find Miss Russell of the Abbey of Verdun in Alpha City, hoping that this young lady who likes mathematics is not hungry, and there should be no big problem, because so far the poem has not received relevant news, the current Marceau County has been forced to adapt to the absolute domination of the golden balance over heresy, and even the ancient county patriarch Condy indirectly expressed his friendship with Cosmo at the French Orange Auction, and those middle-class aristocratic families who were crushed by the fat pig who was still the Archbishop of Ram before arriving in the imperial capital began to accept their fate, thinking that they were suppressed by outsiders, they were used to seeking justice from Condi, and now there is no playγ
The carriage arrived at the city of Alpha, where money was paramount, Augustine entered the abbey of Verdun, and had a pleasant doctrinal discussion with the abbot who vigorously preached the "teachings" in the diocese, and in the evening, the archarchon politely refused the invitation of the old abbot to a small manor in Condi, saying that he wanted to borrow a few books, and the old abbot did not complete the apologies told by the Condi family, but at the same time there was some restrained pride and a strong sense of security, and the monastery that allowed the archon to turn over the book was the first in Marceau!
Augustine met Miss Russell, who had just woken up in the cellar, and her pale face looked worse than that of his sick man. This whiteness, which is also pathological among the immortals, means the exhaustion of the eternal night.
Meet the crook of the church of St. Just, the bastard monk who starved her for half a year, if it weren't for her small appetite and frugal lifestyle, she would have gone mad in the streets, and then she was doomed to be dragged into the torture hall by those sacramental demons wearing the badge of the golden scales, a dark institution supposedly built next to a beautiful lake. Miss Russell was eager to bite a hundred holes in him with her fangs, but it was contrary to the elegant etiquette of the noble lady, and she endured it. Augustine smiled and handed over a bottle of blood, the temptation of bread prevailed over the reserve and self-esteem of the noble lady, Miss Russell took the crystal bottle and drank it all in one gulp, this was the first time she had been so extravagant and wasteful.
Her already pretty face became more and more refined, exuding the white rose style unique to the immortal species.
"If you become an immortal, you will be able to stay young forever. β
This proverb with a certain amount of moisture but basically true is like a poppy flower that exudes a seductive fragrance, so that there have been countless marital tragedies in the history of human aristocracy, and there are countless times to think about noblewomen or celebrities who do not have to worry about financial expenses, are seduced by the handsome immortal species of beauty or actively pursue degenerates, become dependents, and run away from home, especially in some western continent principalities and federations where the unstable monarchy has led to the lord's strength, the most typical is the Fiji Peninsula where families go to the Bounty Hunters Association almost every few days to put a bookmark on the search bounty, and this is the place where the Byzantian Papal Hall is least stationedSecond, the Fiji Peninsula is known as the most handsome of the most handsome vampire families "Graceful Fanzhuo" base camp, many low-level immortals will always take advantage of the crescent moon precepts and family oaths, and specialize in abducting and being "charmed forever" This touching verse confuses a girl from a wealthy family, and then agrees with a bounty hunter with less strict professional ethics to return the girl who didn't get beauty and just made the family pay a lot of money after getting the gold coins, this world is full of wonders, no wonder the bard is a career that can't make money but can make countless young people go as an ideal career.
"The taste is terrible. Miss Russell frowned.
"If something goes wrong, I, as the host, will improve as soon as possible. Augustine laughed.
Miss Russell did not demand anything about this very important matter, but made a request on a matter that was extremely unimportant to the immortals: "What should I do when I finish reading the books of the Abbey of Verdun?
Augustine nodded, "Okay." β
It wasn't a problem, as long as she didn't ask herself to throw her into St. John's Cathedral in Jupiter, it should be a simple math problem.
At night, especially under the protection of the priest St. Just, Miss Russell liked to take a walk "in the morning after waking up". Augustine likewise did not refuse. So, a staunch math lover, Miss Immortal, followed the archon, who was more in line with the monarch's status than the Prince of Immortals in the dark night of Marceau, and began to go shopping leisurely. They were followed by a handsome young man with blond hair, and a Neapolitan duke with a mid-to-high-level magician badge, a puppet duke who had been made into a puppet, and most of his intelligence, strength, and memories had been preserved, which was ironic. Miss Russell, who has excellent female intuition, strangely perceives that today's St. Just priest is a little different, he used to be dragged by her in the night during the journey, he always seemed careless, she thought that she should be praying to the Lord to forgive him and become friends with the immortal seed, but today she is very focused, and very enthusiastically introduced the history of Alpha City, the two came to the brightly lit Fatiao Orange Auction House, which has been the focus of the city for half a year, and the Count of Marseille, who has a good relationship with the arms dealers and bankers who made war money, brought a large number of gifts to Alpha City, a group of regular Titan knights captured in the Red Gogol Plain, a large number of Titan families and military merit badges, The artworks and collectibles that have been circulated from the territory of the Titan through secret channels, but the most high-priced artworks are women, compared to the generally fair-skinned women of the Holy Empire, the Titan women are relatively dark, but the body is more tight and elastic, and it is more slender, the nobles of Alpha City have already thought about it, buy a few Titan cheap goods, and then put on the dress of a noblewoman, and finally pin a Titan noble badge, so that even if he did not go to the Red Gogol Plain to sacrifice his life for the empire, he can be regarded as paying hard sweat for the sense of honor of the empire, if he wants to defeat these slender Titan girls, how can he do without some physical strength and endurance, maybe you'll have to use some small liquid concocted by an alchemist.
It was already an open secret that Augustine was the majority shareholder of the Orange de France, and as the order grew, the Count of Marseille, who liked to show off, was "careless" The news was revealed, so there was no obstruction on the part of the Orange, but the Count of Marseille was very clever, and had instructed not to put on a show of hospitality to the ordinary nobles, which was disrespectful to the spiritual father of our county, which made Miss Russell still not conceive of Friar Saint-Just on the aristocratic side, she was indeed very slow in many respects, and in the eyes of this inferior noble lady from a country gentleman's family, those great nobles were far more arrogant than the lords of the immortal race, and paid attention to blood, and only sought friends every year in the pamphlets of the noble genealogy published by the court of the White Rose; , put on an eloquent and erudite posture; every year you have to hunt foxes, raising a dozen fox hunting terriers can bankrupt a moderately wealthy family; competing for meaningless taste, you buy tea and porcelain from the Mauryan Dynasty, I must have pure wool carpets smuggled out from the Caucasus trade zone through the Titan trade barriers, etc., there are too many thresholds, in her eyes, the aristocratic class of the White Rose has fallen in this way, the indifferent sense of national honor and responsibility, as long as you can still be an elegant nobleman tomorrow, she does not mind the collapse of the country the day after tomorrowγ
A swarm of parasites.
She loves mathematics, so by the way, Miss Russell, who has a good professional quality in natural science, commented.
Before entering the auction house, Augustine saw the two carriages arranged in the corner by the French Orange, was stunned for a moment, stopped, distanced himself from Miss Russell, looked at it carefully, and asked a French Orange manager behind him softly: "Did the owners of the two carriages without badges make any requests?"
The puzzled administrator shook his head and said in a humble voice, "Honorable archon, no. They seemed to be two groups of guests from out of town, with very unfamiliar faces. β
Augustine snorted and said, "Quietly arrange the best position for them." β
The administrator did not dare to question the decision of the Grand Consul, although he was a member of the family of the lord of Marseille in the broad sense of the word, and could put on a pride worthy of the family to the ordinary county nobles, but for the big man in front of him, a young man who had said to have seen His Majesty the Emperor, the Saint Iyeta, the Golden Triumvirate of the Sacricade and the Chief Secretary of State, could maintain his composure, and it was already difficult for the head of the law to be the head of the law who received the salary of a second-class butler. The high society of Marceau has always been known for its richness and splendor, and it is clear that His Excellency the Archon could easily destroy this privilege.
Augustine had some doubts in his heart, the horses of those two carriages did not come from any part of the empire, if I read it correctly, both horses were second only to the best breed of the hot-blooded horse king Hezer thoroughbred, one was the warm-blooded horse Helderland, which corresponded to the sandy soil of the place of origin, and was a light horse, docile in temperament, unrivaled in loyalty to its master, and excellent in riding and racing. The other is from Groningen, the giant of the heavy horses, Holstein, the giant of the heavy horses, has extraordinary endurance and explosiveness, and is the best military horse, and it is rumored that the Empress Ka Miao intends to buy 600 of these heavy horses from Groningen in one go, and the local people are of course willing to accept this deal for one-third more than usual, but they were jointly pressured by several neighboring countries led by Plantagenet, and only 200 horses were sold.
This shows that the guests of the two families with almost opposite personalities have excellent family backgrounds.
The badge was deliberately removed, and no request was made to the law to be in line with the heritage, and the structure of the carriage was unusually sturdy, not overly luxurious and generous, and at the same time showed that the two families had a very cautious style.
Augustine was a little curious.
Within the Orange of the Law, Augustine quickly recognized the members of the two families.
A young lady was as beautiful as porcelain as the doll in the underground castle of Poetry, except that behind her stood a giant man with glazed eyes, like a bell tower.
There is also a delicate woman who acts as a temporary translator, not very beautiful, but it is still clear that she has a natural calm and elegant temperament, like a flower.
Obsidian?
Next to her sat a rugged-looking young man, with a knight and a swordsman behind him, all of whom were middle-aged strong men.
Augustine couldn't help but laugh, the two servants who approached the Knight of the Holy Coffin and the Juggernaut.
In the Holy Empire, I can't find a few of them.
Whenever the young man showed interest in a favorite Titan antique, the lady next door would blindly inflate the price and ask the translator to give a tongue-smacking amount. This made the young nobleman a little annoyed, but at the same time he had no intention of demonstrating with his power, and seemed to be a very restrained or gentle man. In the end, the young nobleman, who did not develop the habit of wasting because of the wealth of his family, did not buy a single collectible, but the young lady paid a huge sum of up to 460,000 Caesar gold coins, and when Augustine saw the lady go to the French orange VIP room to pay, he stood up and motioned for Naples to accompany Miss Russell. In the VIP room, when the administrator saw the archon, he immediately dispersed the idle subordinates, and Augustine temporarily played the role of the staff of the law strip orange, and smiled: "Thank you lady for showing her unique aesthetic for the art of art in the law strip orange." β
Madame relied on delicate observation and logical judgment for a short time, and after confirming that the young man in front of her was an insider of the law strip orange, she smiled slightly, and did not follow the other party's flattery to make a speech that did not match her identity, she did not carry too many Caesar coupons tonight, so she said slightly apologetically: "Several Alpha City banks that I am familiar with have closed their doors at this time, can I put this necklace here for one night as collateral first? You can ask an appraiser to evaluate it first, and I believe it will not be less than four hundred and sixty thousand Caesars." β
She wore conservatively, hiding the black pearl necklace around her neck. As she gently reached for the silk and collar, Augustine caught a glimpse of the priceless necklace, strung of the rarest of black pearls, which, if not mistaken, were the tears that fell after the mermaid and the human male mated and devoured their husbands, a poignant legend that has of course been corrected by the Imperial Sun's A Thought Reed.
A lady who wears a necklace worth at least 460,000 Caesars?
Augustine saw that she couldn't unbutton the black pearl necklace for a while, and said politely, "Need help?"
The lady with outstanding temperament shook her head, because of the action of unbuttoning, her breasts were inadvertently straightened, the scale was not majestic, but a slight hint of cleavage was the most beautiful scenery.
Even if a slut strips naked, no matter how she scratches her head and poses, she will never be as subtle as a celebrity's delicate breasts.
Augustine waited quietly until Madame's face flushed slightly, and then she said softly: "Madam, I can take a certain risk on behalf of Fatiao Orange to believe that you will bring Caesar tickets tomorrow, and you don't need to embarrass this young lady who is unwilling to leave her master." β
Madame raised her eyes slightly, looked at the young man with a calm expression and a funny expression, and finally showed a sincere smile for the first time, turned sideways to reveal her full neck, she was like a proud swan, and said softly, "Can you help?"
Augustine knew that the corner of her eye was still looking at herself, and said calmly, "Of course. β
Walking behind her, he expertly unbuttoned the necklace, which was artistically layered in every aspect of its creation, including the one that required considerable skill to unfasten, but it was not a problem for Augustine, who could strip Lady Quentin naked in half a minute.
Intentionally or not, Augustine's fingers touched her snow-white skin.
She had no obvious mood swings, and Augustine did not apologize.
But a young lady of the great noble, who had come to care for her friend, screamed and punctured the small embarrassment that could have been ignored, and she shouted in a completely different language from the Holy Empire: "Damn untouchables, your dirty hand should be chopped off!"
Augustine turned his head to look at the bad-tempered porcelain, and the lady who had just taken off the black pearl necklace from her neck was just about to round the field, Augustine smiled and said, "Madam, it's okay, this lady is complimenting this necklace for your temperament." "The young nobleman who finally came to the VIP room was as proficient in the official language of the Empire as Augustine was with the language of the young lady.
The corners of his mouth curled.
The young lady sensed that the atmosphere was wrong, and looked inquiringly at the lady, who was about to hand the necklace to Augustine.
Madame smiled: "He thinks this black pearl necklace is very suitable for you." β
What a white lie.
The young lady was skeptical, but after all she did not want to chop off Augustine's hand.
The insecure Miss Russell unfortunately appeared at the door, and for a moment, the unfortunate immortal infant was stared at by the bell tower monster, two powerful servants of the Knights of the Coffin and the Sword Lord, and a learned young nobleman.
The Lich King Naples has decisively created sixteen Grey Nests in the corridors.
The bell tower stranger tugged at his master's cuffs and said softly: "My mother said that for heresy, you should be strangled and hung on the cross. β
The young lady said angrily: "Quasimodo, you are an orphan, you were thrown at the door of our family church when you were a baby, I told you hundreds of times?!"
The strange man foolishly insisted: "My mother said that the darkness that does not accept light should be turned into withered grass and withered flowers. β
"You idiot who can only memorize scriptures!" the aristocratic lady jumped up in anger and slapped the shoulder of the ugly bastard who had grown up together, she had wanted to pat her on the head, but it was not easy to do.
The young lady was always calm.
"This young lady is my friend. Augustine said softly.
The young nobleman smiled in understanding. He motioned to the two servants not to make any rude moves, and then asked kindly in standard Sacred Imperial Chinese, "May I ask how to get to Black Swan Lake Manor?"
Augustine said: "No one in the province of Marceau wants to lead the way there. β
The young man, who was far more affectionate than his looks, hesitated for a moment and said, "I am willing to give you a proper reward and be able to guarantee your safety." β
Augustine smiled and asked, "Can it really be guaranteed?"
Madame smiled, "This nobleman is from the ancient Constance family. β
Probably afraid that this Fatiao Orange clerk would not understand the dignity of this surname, he added: "It's the big family of the Oguga Empire. β
Augustine glanced at the young lady who was teaching the bell tower weirdos, and asked the lady quietly, "Who is this?"
Madame hesitated for a moment, and said honestly: "Fermos from the White Rose is also a family with a long history. β
Augustine was silent, mistaken by his wife for cowardice towards the fourth institution of the Sacramental Ministry, and had to patiently explain: "They will be guests of Black Swan Lake, please rest assured. β
"Thinker" Fermos, the ninth of the ten golden families.
"The dragon of men" Constend, the eighth of the ten golden families.
Even St. Nuki, the "family full of kings and popes," is only in tenth place.
All the previous puzzles were gently unraveled like the black pearl necklace.