Merlin's appearance last night alerted Merlin, and after paying the price of two magic crystals, Vivien cast a divine light to restore hearing to all the knights and spellcasters of Ashforge who had been cursed by the ghosts of the Abyss.

Re-hearing the sounds around her gave Merlin a sense of renewal, but that joy was dispelled by the assassination that had taken place last night. With the aura of loyalty, and with the system's built-in favorability, Merlin believes that those slaves in the desert country will not have two hearts.

Merlin treated these craftsmen as well as knights, but he was still a little worried. The twin knives in the hands of the woman last night gave Merlin a very bad feeling.

"Raj, how are those craftsmen and maids in the desert country lately?" Although it is much more convenient to ask Sulla directly these questions, Sulla has never had a good face towards Merlin recently, and when it is not necessary, Merlin likes to find Raj and can talk well, who is willing to be scolded when he steps on a horse.

"Your Highness, they are very good, since Yelena married Lake, there are a few more maids who are tempted, and now there are not many young men in Ashfurnace Castle, I heard that Drogba is especially popular, he already has several lovers. The priest said that one was pregnant. Lance has been overjoyed lately. Raj said.

The most worrying thing in the territory is the confrontation between small groups, after the massacre of evil spellcasters, the largest number of people in Ashfurnace Castle is the slave that Merlin bought back from the desert country, and the second place is the fisherman led by the fork, and the number of people in Ashfurnace Village can only rank third. The rest are some ronins in the surrounding area.

"Very well, you have to keep an eye on the artisans lately, especially in the evening, and report to me at once if anyone does not return. Merlin said worriedly.

"Got it, Your Highness. Raj replied obediently, "Your Highness, what's wrong with you, I heard that someone touched the third floor of the Ashoven Fort last night. Wendy's Excellency has been dispatched, but no one has been caught!"

Merlin nodded, "Mad Dog Roy's young and beautiful slave girl this time is not an ordinary way to come from at first glance. Yuri sent me a big problem. ”

"Your Highness, I think they all like it here, and there are a few very good ones, I don't know if Your Highness is interested. Raj pursed his lips and chuckled.

"If you like it, remember, warn these men here, if you want a beautiful woman, go and propose, don't let me hear any bad news, if anyone dares to do something contrary to chivalry, Merlin doesn't mind the elven dagger in his hand stained with a little dirty blood. ”

Merlin rarely showed his murderous side in front of Raj, and when he did, Raj realized that the little boy in front of him had grown a lot taller before he knew it. The face is immature, and the means have become much more sophisticated.

"Neither you nor Sulla are ordinary people?" Merlin stretched out his fingers and lifted Raj's sleek chin, "What's there in the little Ashfurnace Village that deserves to be remembered by the Witch?"

"You know all about it?"

"What your purpose is, Ashfurnace doesn't seem to have any secrets. ”

"We're here to travel, every witch in the Witch Nation has to go through this, and the Valley of the Ashfurnace is where we're traveling. Raj's eyes wandered, and he didn't dare to look into Merlin's eyes. People who never lie, few people will doubt when they lie.

For the next few days, the Ashhearth Castle was calm, and Merlin's worries seemed to be a little unnecessary, and then it was Sunday of the week, and the Ashhearth Castle stopped what they were doing, and everyone happily ushered in the inauguration of the Abbey of the Light of Truth.

Fortunately, the wasteland has been almost taken care of, otherwise Merlin would have died of depression. However, at this time, even slaves are reluctant to work in the fields, and if Merlin dares to do such a thing, the nuns and priests of the church will definitely stand up and denounce the bad lords of Ashhearth.

Nominally, the Light of Truth was specially built by the Arian School to provide Merlin with a good environment to copy the Book of Doomsday, but looking at the tall spires that pierced into the sky, it was obviously not as simple as Merlin's study.

Merlin was in charge of the flesh of the territory, and their souls belonged to the church, and Merlin understood what this sentence meant.

From the decision of His Excellency St. Thomas to build the Truth Light Monastery to the completion of the monastery, it took almost three months.

From the decision of His Excellency St. Thomas to build the Truth Light Monastery to the completion of the monastery, it took almost three months. This Sunday, the Valley of the Grey Furnace gathered many villagers from the town of Xia Suo and the town of Damu, and of course Merlin did not have such a great appeal, because Lord St. Thomas was going to personally preside over the sacrament and Nissar tonight.

The crowds scattered in the valley and the tents were the nobles of Xibaipo City who arrived in advance. The fisherman's pub had no rooms, so the nobles pitched their tents in the open space of the valley, and in their opinion, the hillbilly barons of Ashhearth were not qualified to receive them, and that it was better to live in their own tents in this country place.

In order to build the Light of Truth, the Arians built a dock in the Valley of the Ashhearth, and Merlin expanded the dock with a puppet of the Ashhearth, and now the dock of the Ashfurnace is large and deep, and there is a natural bay, and the big ships from Hippo City can dock smoothly.

"Merlin, my dear partner, it's a pleasure to see you. Harrell received a warm welcome from Merlin, and in the lord's private living room, Harrell, who had gained a lot of weight, carefully watched Merlin's performance.

A piece of fresh bamboo has just been taken out of the bamboo forest, Raj holds a knife in his hand to cut off the part other than the bamboo joint, the white shavings are as white as snow, the tip of the knife gently slides this, and a beautiful thorn flower appears on the green bamboo tube. A sharp knife cuts a small hole in the bamboo, and the fragrance of the bamboo leaves mixed with the rich fruity aroma of wine spreads out in the living room.

"What a beautiful woman," Harrell's saliva was about to flow two feet long.

Raj snorted, the bamboo tube in his hand tilted slightly, and the golden liquid flowed into the tall glass in front of the boar man. The rattling liquid filled the glass, overflowing and flowing everywhere.

The boar man snorted, and his saliva fell on the table, and he leaned down and drank the wine on the table. As the lord of Hippo, Harrell had tasted countless wines, but never had one that could trigger the urge in him.

Raj snorted and laughed.