Whether the change of mission will be good or bad for everyone is still unknown until the final result is revealed. ◢ with * dream ◢ small *.lā

And at this moment, the paladin, who watched his subordinates go in and out, turning the entire Baron's Mansion upside down, was in a very happy mood now.

But there was one person who was not happy.

Because it's his house that's being turned over now.

The confusion of the current situation and the panic of being arrested made Lawrence somewhat unbearable.

He is no longer the grand duke who dared to compete for the title back then.

Now he is just a baron who has been eroded into the marrow by years of luxurious life, and he has no greater ambition, and now he only wants to protect himself greatly.

If it weren't for these reasons, he might not have known when he would have been solved by the current Grand Duke of Notting Hill, who was fighting for the title with him back then, and the hidden danger would have been eliminated.

Therefore, he is also even more afraid - some of them are found out, which is undoubtedly a disaster for him now.

After all, although the Grand Duke can't do it, a little baron is still very free.

Watching the clerics who came in and out of the Hunting Temple, taking out all the magic props or precious materials he treasured and placing them on the field, Lawrence couldn't stand it.

His face was a little ugly, his eyes flickered, with a hint of panic, and then he calmed down, pretending to be full of confidence, and looked at the leading paladin:

"Lord Hunter, you are a member of the Temple, you should know the privileges of our nobles!

The covenant of the nobility has long been stated that private property is sacrosanct, and there are those who dare to maliciously plunder by all means...... will all be boycotted by the entire alliance!"

The priests of the Temple of the Hunt liked to be called "Hunters" by others, and it was said that it was easier to gain the favor of the God of the Hunt, so Lawrence chose this title.

He swore and looked up at the paladin, this time without flinching.

But his posture, combined with his already bound hands, is a little ridiculous no matter how you look at it.

In the distance, the gnoll sneered without the slightest fear: "Noble Alliance? Lawrence, would you believe so much in those alliances of real villains and hypocrites?

Lawrence, if you ask for help like this, you might as well rely on the Swordsman Guild to count on the Noble Alliance! With your strength, you may be able to attract the full help of the Swordsman Guild!Hahahaha!"

The gnoll's hearty laughter didn't change Lawrence's color in the slightest.

In other words, at such a critical juncture, troublemakers like Bloodtooth have long been ignored by Lawrence.

This one-handed sword user with some strength may have been worn out by a luxurious life, but the most basic skills are still maintained!

The paladin cut off communication with Priest Mansa and looked at Lawrence with a blank face.

The expression he looked at Lawrence was not like the distraction of wanting to kill but not being able to kill in the face of the gnoll's blood fangs, but with a bit of memory, sighing and indifference.

"The League of Nobles?

Lawrence, you should know, it's just a thing that only pays lip service to the lower classes, and may have a significant connection to the lower classes, but for the temple...... Let's just think there's such an organization. ”

The paladin turned over and dismounted, came to Lawrence, and said with an unpredictable meaning.

Lawrence glanced left and right, and saw that there were no outsiders nearby, so he looked at the paladin, his eyes showed a little sadness, but he still said without hesitation: "Lord Hunter, I know that the noble alliance has no meaning. But I believe that for you, Lord Paladin, the Grand Duke of Notting Hill behind me, must be meaningful!"

With a little reminiscence, he finally said with great certainty: "My father, the previous Grand Duke of Notting Hill, once told me that the Bishop of the Temple of Guishen had a great friendship with him when he was young......! Help me!"

After Lawrence finished speaking, his flesh ached a little.

This kind of friendship is used once less than once, and the other party is still the archbishop of the hunting temple, Lawrence knows in his heart that after this incident, the contact with the archbishop, the horror will never be again.

Because, the connection established by the previous generation has been broken in him.

However, looking at the paladin's face, Lawrence's heart suddenly rose a little ominous.

The paladin in front of him, after listening to what he said, had a brilliant expression on his face - some weird, some indifferent, his lips slightly twisted, as if he was holding back something.

He took a heavy breath, his expression recovered, and he just looked at Lawrence's expression again, as if he was looking at a mentally retarded person, and his eyes revealed a little sympathy.

"Lord Hunter, what I said is absolutely not wrong! If you don't believe me, you can ask the Bishop when you go back, I am only a little baron now, how dare I deceive you?"

The ominousness in his heart made Lawrence's face a little more urgent, looked at the paladin, and hurriedly reassured.

The latter, on the other hand, shook his head slightly, looking very dissatisfied.

"Baron Lawrence, do you really not know, or do you pretend not to? I don't know much about this set of rules of your nobles, but I also know how good you are at disguise, and I don't want you, Lord Baron, to use this on me.

That would make me feel like a fool and make me sick. ”

Paladin Lauber looked at Lawrence, a little condescending, and his voice was awe-inspiring.

"Lord Lauber, I, I don't know what you're talking about? I'm just telling the truth, how dare I deceive you? Did I do something that I shouldn't have done to anger you?"

"Forget it, just if you really don't know. ”

Lauber crossed his hands over his chest, looked at Lawrence coldly, and explained: "Lord Baron, what you must know now is that I know your relationship with Lord Bishop. ”

Lawrence's face was a little stunned, and then he turned the bound hands behind him to the front of him, and his voice was a little dull: "Master Lauber, since you know, what is this for?"

"For what?"

Lauber's face was cold, he lowered his body, leaned in front of Lawrence, and said directly, "For what? Naturally, to send you to the dungeon of the temple!"

What you need to know now, Mr. Baron, is that if it weren't for the fact that your relationship with the Bishop was personally pointed out, the most likely thing for you now would have been killed by me for 'violating racial unity' by me Hunting the Temple, and then the head would have become a gift from the High Elves and given it directly!

Now it's just two days in the dungeon, and when the matter is over, you will naturally come out, which is also specially ordered by the bishop.

Do you have any grievances, Mr. Baron?"

Lauber slowly told Lauber all the orders he had gotten, and watched the latter slowly, his eyes became huge little by little, and he looked extremely shocked, shook his head in his heart, and sighed.

Seeing that the latter was stunned on the spot, Lauber waved his hand, causing the latter to react, and then asked again: "Lord Baron, now, you should hear clearly and understand your situation, right?"

"Understood...... Understood......" Lawrence nodded twice with a stunned face, still looking a little dumbfounded.

Lauber patted the latter's face, woke him up, and asked, "Then, should the Baron tell me about your treasure now?"

In this way, when the High Elves come, I have something to deal with, and you will be completely out of trouble, and after two days of turmoil, you will be able to be your baron again. So, Lawrence, are you okay?"

When Lauber said this, his heart was happy, and in his cognition, such a result was the best of both worlds, and should have been agreed upon by all.

But when Lawrence didn't answer for a long time, Lauber's face was a little difficult to look at.

"You shouldn't challenge my patience, Mr. Baron, what your treasure is, I don't know, and I have no intention of taking it, it's what the High Elves need, and I hope you can hand it over, so that we can save a lot of things.

If you insist on denying it...... Our hunter stalkers are not in vain, and it is only a matter of time before they find out! You're just stalling for time. ”

Lawrence's face was extremely ugly, he looked at Lauber, and a smile on his face was more ugly than crying: "Lord Lauber, do you really have to hand over my 'treasure'?"

Lawrence was stiff at the mention of the treasure.

Lauber was aware of it, but he didn't take it seriously: "It must be handed over." ”

“...... With all due respect, Lord Lauber. ”

Lawrence lowered his head, his mind racing.

After seeing the reaction of everyone present and handing over the so-called "treasure", Lawrence had already guessed what his result would be.

So he must not be handed over!

Right now, it can be hidden for a while, it's a while.

Seeing Lawrence silent, the expression on Lauber's face gradually became colder.

The negotiation between the two was not known to anyone other than a certain hanging ratio who was listening to the whole process.

The gnoll bloodtooth looked at the two of them standing together, muttering for a long time, looking a little impatient: "I said two, what do you say?"

His eyes rolled slightly, and he directly began to deduct the pot: "I said, Lord Paladin, Lord Baron, you two, don't you plan to divide up the treasure after finding it, right?"

As a well-cultivated, wise, and high-quality jackal in the new era, Bloodtooth feels that it is only when he puts all the guys who don't like his eyes into a cauldron that it seems that he has the ability.

"Shut up!" said Lauber, furious.

How can his honor be slandered by a wild beast out of thin air?

Just as he was about to say something more, in the distance, a temple archer staggered over, nearly falling twice on the way.

His face was a little panicked, and there was a deep fear on his face, and he saw Lauber from a distance, shouting loudly and hysterically, "My lord, I have found it!"

looks like this, and seems to be venting something in his heart.

Hearing this, Lauber had a smile on his face.

And Lawrence, whose face sank, suddenly became extremely pale!

The hands were clutched to the clothes, as if they were pinched around the neck, which was suffocating.

PS: Originally, the title of the chapter was called "Destroying Racial Unity, But a Serious Crime!", I thought about it, but I still forgot it, and I didn't make trouble......