It's been a week or so since the Tyrant's dungeon was discovered, and the inhabitants have temporarily returned to normal under the leadership of the new acting city lord, Karin.

Probably.

The entrance to the tyrant's dungeon was mischievously made into a weird smiling face, and it was thrown there openly.

A few unconvinced young (head iron) knights and low-level wizards made a bet and went in. Then, a few cleanly gnawed bones were spat out, and the clown laughed weirdly.

After that, the temple and the wizard divided the clown into two halves, one to guard the other half, and no one was allowed to enter.

"Master, why did you make the entrance look like that?" asked Xiaobai strangely.

"That's not the entrance, that's a draft of my gluttony: the funny face of gluttony. The only advantage is that you can eat anything, and then gnaw on the clean and edible place and spit it out. As long as you eat it, it is estimated that only epic can climb out. Frank replied casually, and continued to engrave an unusually intricate pattern in the room. On the side, a shimmering white waxy spider was lying on top of it. A silver pendant is shining white. It's still bleak, but it's much better than before.

"Master, then why did you put that one outside?" asked Xiaobai again.

"Didn't you say it, there are a lot of dangers in the dungeon. Frank waved his hand and said: "Obviously, digging down less than ten centimeters is the real entrance to the underground palace, but you have to go to the entrance I arranged, this kind of mental retardation is dead anyway." Isn't it the same how death comes?"

"Is there really a mechanism in the dungeon?"

"No, the old dungeon is abandoned, why am I still arranging the mechanism?" Frank said with a strange face, "It was just a bait." And I know that it doesn't exist when I use my brain, the dungeon is where I rest, how much more can I idle to set so many traps in my own home?"

"And what are they guarding?"

"Don't let that funny face eat, anyway, that face forgot to pinch its leg at the time, just throw it away. Frank said disapprovingly.

Inexplicably, for the first time in his life, Xiaobai felt so deeply sympathetic to the poor temple and wizard outside. Do you know how miserable you are?

At this time, Karin is now working hard in a pile of papers.

Since the fight between the wizard and the temple, the staff of the town hall have basically run away with their wives, children, and sisters-in-law. All that remained in the city were the merchants who had their industries here, and the peasants who had land here.

Neither the wizard nor the temple wanted to fall in front of each other, so they both offered to help repair the houses damaged by the battle and pacify the crowd. But in terms of who did the most damage, the two sides fought several small battles.

In the end, Karin, who was already busy and crazy, was almost so angry with these two people that she vomited blood. Eventually, all the restoration work was given to the wizards, and all the medical treatment and supplies were given to the Holy See.

The wizards didn't have much of an opinion, after all, they were already poor, and they didn't have many wounded to speak of.

The temple, on the other hand, is accurate to the point that the doctrine is printed on the rice bag that every resident takes home. Basically, receiving half a month's relief grain can be extremely complete to the doctrine of the God of Harvest, and I don't know how the people of the Holy See distinguish each household.

"What have I done?" said Karin, despairing, vines growing on the copy she had just signed.

"Actually, this can really work, Miss Karin. Lady Corralet said, "Everyone knows that only the document you signed will grow vines. ”

"Bring me a sickle. Karin said to Corralet, "My legs are tangled in the weeds again. ”

Corrale took a small sharp scythe from a nearby chair to Karin, who immediately cut the weeds off her legs and stood up.

Karin began to change her clothes in front of the floor-to-ceiling mirror, and the office was so full of plants that no one but her and Corralet bothered to enter. The old butler of the city lord Fei Lan accompanied his eldest son to the church center for further study, and the only one in the huge city lord's mansion that came in handy was now only one Corarei.

Karin was changing her costume when she suddenly turned back to Corralet and asked, "Why are you looking at me like that?"

"It's nothing, I just think Miss Karin is in good shape. Corralie said, "It's a pity that Young Master Fell left so early, leaving Miss a widow at a young age. Miss should find a man by herself while she is young, as long as the first son is passed on to the Ferrar family. ”

"Actually, it's good to be single. Karin said reflexively, and then froze.

When did she say that? Why does it feel so familiar?

Karin always felt as if she had forgotten something, and she remembered a figure in a white coat and the boy. But she couldn't remember exactly what had happened, and tried to ask Stephane. Suffini replied that it might be because she and Roque's bloodline activation was due to the tyrant's hallucinatory memories.

"Roque and you are with us every day, how could we be captured by that tyrant?" said Stephane.

When she asked about her memories, Siffini said it was the after-effects of blood activation.

But Karin didn't think so, she felt that her memory was blurred for a while for no reason, and the figure in the white coat, as well as Roque's face, were unusually clear.

At that moment, Corralie reminded her, "Miss, that gentleman named Roque is waiting for you downstairs." ”

"I know. Karin said that she and Roque now have an inexplicable connection, not that they like it, but that the other party has an inexplicable intimacy with her, or rather an attraction.

Karin finished arranging her clothes in front of the mirror, and then a burst of teal bone spear slammed open the door and walked out.

Although necromancy was originally a green magic trait, but now because of this inexplicable bloodline, the zombies she summoned are all garlanded. Filled with vitality and vitality, it can be regarded as a real strange flower in the world of the undead.

At this time, downstairs, the joints on his body were wrapped in the aura of lingering magic. This method can temporarily suppress Roque's strange powers, as long as he does not deliberately use his divine powers.

Salazar's diagnosis was that Roque's bloodline was incomplete and therefore unable to be controlled.

"Your diagnosis is finally correct. Frank thought so moved.

Karin said hello to Roque, she needed to check on the wizards' repairs. And Roque is a superfluous existence among wizards who are completely useless, and all wizard apprentices have been evacuated from the city, and Roque is forced to remain because of its peculiarity.

The city now has a strange balance of hundreds of official wizards, four transcendental, one near-transcendent wizard and thousands of temple personnel, plus twenty transcendent knights, nine transcendent priests, and two near-transcendent priests.

There is no doubt that the people of the temple have a huge numerical advantage. And in the event of a war, the temple has the absolute upper hand.

But Salazar has a legendary-level spell in his hand, if it really fights. Temples that don't have a legendary crush will be directly beaten to ashes by a spell. However, the four priests of the eighth rank of the temple were already being awakened, so this problem would soon be resolved.

Everyone knows that peace is like a paper cup on a fire, and when the water in it is boiled dry, it is a great war.

The people of the temple have never been less than ten people, and the wizards are in groups of three or two. Only Roque is still alone, after all, the temple is also very troublesome with this kind of person. Arno and Andu signed an agreement with Salazar that their ownership would be discussed after the tyrant's matter had been settled.

Both sides are holding on to the last vestiges of peace, but they both know that peace is just a wish.

The alliance that briefly joined forces because of the shadow of the tyrant now has the only dream that when war comes, its allies will not stab themselves in the back.

And for Karin's biggest dream, these guys in front of her don't mess around in times like this.

For Frank ...

"I've been rubbing it for two or three weeks. Can these two be done? Frank said depressedly: "I'm still going to write an epic sadomasochistic relationship, so hard that I want to be a lewd dragon and then break a poison bag? ”

"Master, it is unrealistic to manipulate a person's feelings through these vain attempts. Xiaobai tried to correct Frank's point.

But she obviously overestimated the brain cognition of all the love knowledge in front of her, from the harem stallion Wen's brain.

"How unrealistic, I haven't applauded fiercely with a senior sister or something like this year because of aphrodisiacs and other things, and I'm embarrassed to say that I am a man who opened a harem at the starting point?" Frank said dissatisfied.

"By the way, master, the angel pendant seems to be fully charged. Xiaobai stiffly changed the subject, of course, this always works.

"Okay?" said Frank with a soft sigh, "Is it because of the increase in the number of religious people in the city right now? ”

"Probably because the number of sect members has increased, does the master want to deal with it now?" asked Xiaobai.

"Wait until Blackie hands over that new toy to that waste. Frank said as he carefully examined the pendant in his hand, "It doesn't make sense if she doesn't come back." ”