It was raining, the clouds were still gathering, and the bishop stood at the door of the church like a god, and no one could shake his figure. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 infoNo one dares to act rashly, because they understand that it is definitely not a smart thing to provoke a bishop with powerful magical powers.

The rain fell on the people, but not on the bishop's clothes, but there was a wall around him to shield him from the rain!

The guard hurriedly softened his tone and did not dare to speak loudly again: "Lord Bishop, we have no intention of blaspheming the gods, but this thief has entered the church, and it will be difficult for us to deal with him if we don't catch him, do you think you can be a little accommodating?"

The rain became heavier and heavier, and several dark clouds collided to form a lightning bolt that struck brightly, and the thunder was deafening, and the bishop had no intention of stopping the spell.

"Today, without my consent, no one will want to set foot in here!"

There was thunder and lightning, but no one left, not even the onlookers, and some even went home to get umbrellas and continued to wait to see how this good show was resolved.

The bakery owner looked at the guards in embarrassment, didn't he just catch a thief? Why did he make the church and the guards so unhappy? But the bishop also took himself too seriously, he was originally building a church in someone's city, and the guards couldn't go in and arrest him.

"Mr. Dario!" The bakery owner saw a familiar figure and knew that a helper was coming, and waved excitedly to Dario who came over.

Ever since Dario met Eren in Black Dragon City and had a good conversation with him, he decided to follow him, anyway, he has no talent for learning magic, at most he can release a few small magic spells that are not in the flow, and he will not succeed in the end.

But since he came here with Allen, he has made great efforts to plan several plans for the rise of commercial auxiliary agriculture, all of which have been very successful, and now he has become the head of the trade association of Allen's main city, and he is fully responsible for the trade and trade with various places.

Of course, it is also his bounden duty to protect the interests of the members of his own trade association.

"Lord Steward!"

The guards put away their weapons and bowed their heads in salute, a feeling of superiority that Dario enjoyed.

He nodded slightly in response, asking what had happened.

The bakery owner quickly explained how the thief had sneaked into his shop, how he had smashed his glass to steal food, and how he had called the guards to help catch the thief, and finally said that the kid had run into the church, but when the church people stopped the guards from letting them in to search, they secretly glanced at the bishop with a serious and terrifying expression, swallowed his saliva and did not continue.

Dario frowned, he was the only one pacing back and forth to think about what to do, and everyone's eyes followed his body from side to side.

"This is not a good matter, Bishop, how do you think we can solve it so that both parties are satisfied?"

The bishop softened his attitude a little, the purpose of his demonstration was to seize the initiative, and the Church must have the initiative in order to communicate.

"Your men stay outside, and I will send my own people in to search, and when I catch the thief, I will naturally hand it over to you. He said with his head held high.

Dario hesitated, "Lord Bishop, it's not that I don't believe in the Church, it's just that I heard that your people didn't catch this thief just now, if your people can't find him again...... It's hard to be unconvincing. ”

"A little kid, where can he hide? If my people can't give you an explanation within an hour, you can come in and search!"

The bishop waved his sleeves and walked into the church with all the paladins and minions.

"Why don't you search me quickly, you're all going to lose my old face!"

Soldiers outside the church still surrounded the church, and the dark clouds slowly dispersed to reveal the sun that had been basking in the past.

They waited quietly for the result, and the captain of the guard could not help but ask Dario, is that all there is to it?

"Don't worry, wait until they can find someone to hand over to us. Dario asked for a chair to be brought and sat down on it and waited.

Every servant in the church lay on the ground looking for the hateful boy, but they searched every corner and found no suspicious shadow, and the bishop became more and more anxious as time passed, how could he not find even a little child in this gang of useless waste? Could it be that he really had the ability to penetrate walls and enter the ground? The church was so big, and the living room and lounge at the back were separated by a locked door, and it was impossible for the kid to hide in it unless he had a key.

Could it be..... Could it be that he really has the key? Or did I forget to lock the door?

"Lord Bishop, I've searched all over the place, but I haven't found that thief, what do you think of now?" said the paladin anxiously to the bishop, only to see that his face had become very bad, and if he couldn't hand it over, the face of the church would be lost today.

"You send a team of people to the back hall to search, be careful, maybe hidden in some corner. ”

"Yes!" the paladin's heavy armor rattled as they trotted along.

The bishop looked at the guards and Dario waiting for the results outside the door, and their relaxed expressions seemed to have guessed that I could not catch this thief, could it be that they also wanted to rebel and fight against the church?

It seems that I need to send a letter to the archbishop.

Seeing that the sun was slowly setting, the soldiers outside the door were ready to break down the door as soon as Dario gave the order.

"Lord Bishop, the time has come, can you hand over the thief?" The afternoon sun was still very strong, the dark clouds summoned by the bishop just now had long since dispersed, Dario had been wiping his sweat, he didn't reveal that he could do magic, and he didn't know where to get a small fan to fan it.

Ever since he left the beach and moved inland, he has been sweating every day.

The bishop's face was blue and white, and he wanted to find a hole to get into, but he couldn't go back on what he said. Today, the face of the church has been lost in the eyes of the citizens, so we are not afraid to continue to lose people!

After he let them in, he stood on the prayer platform and kept kowtowing to the idol and praying.

The soldiers' emotions had been pent up for a long time, and they swarmed in, each with an arm-thick stick in his hand, and from time to time rummaging through jars where it was impossible to hide people, and the servants watched their rude movements angrily, and looked at the bishop without receiving any response.

A few minions who tried to stop were pushed down by the soldiers in an instant, and the hatred between the two sides grew.

"What's behind that door? We're going to go in and search!" a soldier turned his gaze to the church, seeing that nothing had been found.

Immediately, two paladins raised their swords in front of them, "This is the place where the Bishop rests, you are not qualified to enter, and we have already looked for it there just now, he is not in it!"

"Let them in. The bishop said as he closed his eyes and bowed.

"But Your Lordship, this is your ......."

"Do as I say!"

A few people reluctantly opened the back, and the soldiers went in and rummaged through again, making a faint noise, and after about ten minutes, an embarrassing voice came out.

"Find him! Catch the thief!"

The yellow-skinned little boy was carrying out two sticks of butter bread, one of which he had eaten in half, and it seemed that he was so hungry that he would steal food from the bakery.

"Your Excellency, can we take the people with us?" Dario asked the Bishop with a smile on his face, he had now learned the expression he hated the most, and sure enough, time can change a lot of things.

"You useless waste!" the Bishop's muscles twitched, and he snorted and turned back to his common room, not caring about these things anymore, knowing that the news would soon spread in the city today, and the prestige of this church would soon be minimized.