Just as liquor hides beneath the foam, truth needs lies to hide. Princess Piaoxiang, who caused chaos in Hippo City, has no value in itself, and what can really make the Silver Knight break through is a pill she carries.

The four-ring spellcaster standing behind Roy the Mad Dog obviously didn't believe in the authenticity of this matter, and as a spellcaster, he knew enough about the mystery that he would sell Princess Piaoxiang.

Sophia was very happy, she hadn't been so happy for a long time as she was today, the Sunday of Nizar, which was presided over by the saint himself, attracted many people, and the inauguration of the light of truth, such as having a delicious meal, these were unprecedented. It's all too normal for a beautiful girl to be happy about this. However, Sophia's happiness is not because of this.

"Parker, none of this has anything to do with us, we don't need that little pill," Sophia leaned over to Parker's side, her long, forked tongue brushing softly against his cheek, "We're here for a gamble, is Leah in love with her lord." ”

"Yes, we're in for a gamble," Parker leaned against the statue behind him, his vest soaked with sweat, "so how do we prove it?"

Sophia's gaudy lips pressed to Parker's ear and murmured softly. Parker's eyes lit up, and he nodded, as if he had forgotten the scene where the writhing tentacles slowly burrowed into the white human skin.

In the parlor of the Light of Truth, Augustine sank his body into the soft couch cushions, and his smooth chin and meticulously trimmed mustache seemed to indicate that he had been doing well in Rome lately. Merlin, however, saw a lot of blood in his eyes.

Boiling water poured into a clear tall glass, and the green tea leaves curled up in the city unfolded. Some bubbles adhere to the surface of the tea leaves, and as more and more water is poured in, pieces of tea leaves that look like small boats churn up and down inside the transparent goblet.

"The aristocrats of Rome are like hillbillies compared to you. Augustine took a cigar thicker than his thumb and crossed his feet on the table in front of the couch, a new thing he had learned in Rome. Cigarettes from the South. "But it's incredible that you don't even have a lover, Sura and Raj haven't touched yet, although their origins are a little strange, but they are really beautiful. ”

This is the priest Merlin knew, handsome and dashing, full of the desires of the laity.

"You know more about this magical tea from the East than the saints, and maybe you should promise him to become his disciple," Augustine picked up a goblet, took a big sip, and then scalded his tongue.

"I'm not fit to be a priest, I like the life I have now, the spirits, the honey and the breasts of girls as smooth as porcelain, I can't bear it. Merlin laughed.

"Boy, you have finally learned the good of the girls," Augustine began to laugh, "and I have been worried that you are like the old Puritans, and do not understand the good of the soft-waisted girls, and it seems that my worries are unnecessary." ”

Merlin felt that Augustine was more suitable to be a playboy, and he should be standing next to a slightly aged noblewoman with a fine wine, basking in the sun, saying flattering words, and wondering why he wanted to join the Arius Academy and become a priest. Maybe it's a right, maybe it's something else.

"I still like wines, whether it's fruit wines or those old cellars. Augustine put down the warm goblet in his hand, and then suddenly mysteriously lowered his voice, "David, the Sun King, has begun to form a new crusade, and he has sworn to sweep away the pagan palace!"

Merlin's eyes appeared in front of Merlin's eyes a handsome and sunny tall man, with short blond hair and two dark red eyes, which were distant memories from Merlin's heart, many years ago in Adrianople, when Merlin was a child, he had seen the Sun King David.

"Saladin, the pagan hero, assembled his ranks on the other side of the Endless Ocean, and the blood of the faithful was spilled on the pilgrimage route. This hatred can only be washed away with blood. As the Baron of Celis, what is Lord Merlin's preparations?"

"Ashforge is threatened by an evil spellcaster, and I'm afraid there's nothing to be done. Merlin groaned slightly, "Of course, the Ashhearth is in favor of the Holy War against the Great Sun King, and we provide the Fountain of Life, you know, the Fountain of Life has some effect on the wounded. ”

"Merlin, you are a generous baron, and it is said that the Fountain of Life in Ashhearth is very sought-after in Hippo City, and it is not always possible to buy gold coins. ”

Merlin shrugged his shoulders and was noncommittal, the fountain of life that appeared in Hippor City came from Wendy, and Merlin sold it to her for a hundred gold coins per barrel. If even Augustine knew about the Fountain of Life in Hippo, then Merlin could consider increasing the supply of the Fountain of Life.

There is not much food in Ashfurnace Castle, and now the population is gradually approaching the two thousand mark, and the amount of food consumed every day is a large amount. Merlin needs to exchange the resources at hand for food.

Augustine stood up in worry, and he looked out the window, where the sun that was about to sink into the earth exuded its last power, staining the clouds like blood, "In the name of the Holy Father, all those who participate in the Holy War, regardless of his past, whatever wrongs he has committed, his sins will be cleared, he is holy, and these are all called Holy Knights." ”

"Is this Mistress Thomas's suggestion?"

"Of course not, these are the scum of the church, they think that whether they are robbers or thieves, as long as they can raise their swords to the infidels, they will be holy, they will be innocent. Saladin's wisdom was recited on the other side of the endless ocean, and the scum of the church must have been frightened by Saladin to come up with such a bad idea. ”

Carefully counted, the Holy War has been fought three times, this is the fourth, except for the first Holy War, in the name of the Holy Father, the Holy Knights established three knightly kingdoms on the other side of the Endless Ocean, and the remaining two ended in failure. Merlin was not optimistic about this kind of war waged in the name of religion, it was nothing more than a trick of conspirators and politicians, and when they gathered many people to the Holy Order, the Holy Knights were not holy at all, they would not be willing to accept the control of others.