The Grand Priest of Cuthbert has come to the Duke's Court again, and today he has come at the invitation of the Duke. He felt more and more that he had not met this friend until now, and it was a shame. Why haven't I found such a worthy person before?

After sitting down in the drawing-room to greet him, the Duke took out a garment and handed it to the high priest, saying, "I have obtained this robe occasionally. But it really didn't work for me, and I think something like this would be the most appropriate for Master Cuthbert. ”

The high priest took the clothes and saw that they were snow-white, simple and fluttering robes. He smiled slightly, Lord Duke always likes to give people such cute little gifts. But the feeling of this robe in his hand was a little strange, he took it in front of his eyes and looked at it carefully, a handful, the delicate lines, soft and incomparably easy to feel, this robe was made of the finest silk imported from the Far East. You must know that many aristocratic women in the royal capital are proud to have a pair of gloves made of this silk, and such a large robe is extremely precious. He couldn't help but hesitate a little, looked at the Duke with those big and protruding eyes, and said, "Lord Duke....This seems to be too precious.....

"Precious?" said the Duke, looking a little surprised. "I didn't spend a single copper, and it's useless for me to keep such a thing for myself, it's worthless to me. And for an incorruptible and noble clergyman like you, if you still care about how much a thing is worth and what it is worth, I'm afraid it's too cheesy. The Duke made a disapproving expression, and said lightly, even a little disdainfully, "It's just a piece of clothing." ”

Indeed, Cuthbert felt that his fuss was a bit superficial. I can't help but feel a little ashamed, but more than that, I'm happy. He unfolded the robe and looked at it carefully, and the more he looked at it, the more he loved it, imagining what he would look like when he wore it. But he immediately felt that something was wrong, although this robe was not inlaid with any ornaments, and it looked very simple, but this cut style ..... according to the dress code of the church, this was actually a robe that only cardinals could wear. Cuthbert looked at the Duke and said in surprise, "This is a robe that only a bishop can wear." ”

"What?" the Duke frowned. "yes? I didn't look at it much after I got it. I didn't know that only the Bishop could wear it. ”

"I can't take anything like that. Lord Duke, you might as well take it back and transfer it to Bishop Ronis. The Grand Priest reluctantly and regretfully handed the clothes to the Duke.

But the Duke shook his head repeatedly. "How can you take back what you have already given away? Master Cuthbert, you can keep it, and you won't be able to wear it when you are promoted to bishop. ”

Cuthbert smiled bitterly, Bishop Ronis was still in power, even if the big people in the church did have a high opinion of his ability, but he would not be able to imagine this position in ten years.

"And I'm never going to give it to Bishop Ronis. Duke Mrak's face turned cold and he snorted coldly. "I don't like him, he's a bit derelict as a bishop. ”

"Huh?" the Grand Priest's eyes furrowed even more, and he looked at the Duke in surprise. Although he has always been a little dissatisfied with Bishop Ronis in his heart, he has never dared to show it. The prestige and merits of Bishop Ronis are something that no one dares to deny, not only in the Church, but also in the Empire and even on the entire continent.

"Hmph. While I acknowledge the merits and abilities of Bishop Ronis, what he has done in recent years has become more and more delinquent to the duties of a bishop. ”

The Duke looked indignant, and in the eyes of the Grand Priest, he felt that it was exuding a righteous and awe-inspiring momentum. I couldn't help but nod slightly: "Yes." As a respected bishop, he actually has a deep friendship with a filthy and despicable villain like Inham..... and he inexplicably promotes some new people, which is simply a piece of rotten wood that cannot be carved, but the bishop is a treasure in front of him. Even the last ...... Alas, I don't want to say any more. ”

The Duke also nodded: "When people are old, their minds are not very clear. It's inevitable to be stubborn and confused. But he is also a bishop, which is really a worry for the empire. ”

"This ...... It doesn't seem like so. ”

"A clergyman like you doesn't know much about mundane matters like politics and economics. Do you know why the empire's economy has been struggling over the years, and the church's income has become more and more stretched?"

"Is it ..... because of the Bishop?"

"That's right. The Duke looked up to the sky and let out a sigh of concern for the country and the people. "It's all because the Bishop is always thinking about his efforts to destroy the Sanhedrin, so that the people can return to the arms of God with peace of mind. That's why the mob is in turmoil, and heresy is rampant......"

After some emotion, the Duke whispered hatefully as if talking to himself: "Sometimes I wonder about those monsters in the Necromantic Guild, why don't you send an assassin to deal with this person who wants to deal with them......"

The archigo's ugly face twitched, and he glanced at the white robe lying quietly on the table, but he was silent.

Although the Duke did not look at the Grand Priest, he never missed what he should see. What's more, the energy and time he spent on this during this time was to find such an expression.

As the archpriest left, the Duke insisted that he take the bishop's robe away: "I believe you are the only person in the empire who is qualified to wear this garment." Even if it doesn't work now, I ask you to take it with you as my wish and faith. ”

After sending off the high priest, the duke's face was still not good.

Although the plan was progressing flawlessly, the duke's mood showed no signs of improving. Only he knew how risky the plan would be this time. The countless schemes and conspiracies that he planned and then carried out with his own hands in his life did not add up to such a heavy risk.

But it can't be helped, because it's already imperative. Because whether you die or I die.

The Duke looked at the Academy of Magic, and the grand roof of the cathedral could be seen from anywhere in the royal capital. The glorious and holy majesty could still be felt even from such a distance. He shook his head and muttered to himself, "You forced me." ”

Two days later, news came from the Academy of Magic.

The Bishop rode to the big house where the corpses were stored in the west of the city, and then asked the others to wait outside, and went in alone to talk to the old man inside for a long time. The Bishop came out angry, as if he had never seen him so angry, according to the priests. ”

"Okay, got it. Go back. The Duke waved his hand, and the Academy of Magic spy turned and retreated.

Although his daughter Xiaoyi has always been reluctant to explain things clearly, with the duke's mind, even a few words and some of the things he heard that night are enough to analyze something. These are all in his expectation and expectation

When a person is angry, there will be a gap when he is angry, and now is undoubtedly the best time to do it. But this was not enough, the Duke knew that even the Grand Priest of Cuthbert and himself had too little certainty, and that he had to find another helper somewhere. But where to find the right people? Clauis if nothing happened.....

Clauis had only been brought back this morning by the men the Duke had sent to find him. When his retinue returned from the retinue that had gone with him to Airy, he reported to the Duke that his master had gone to a duel with the priest of the Church on the way. Later, when the duke saw Asa, he knew that his deputy was more likely to be more than lucky. He sent someone to look for it, and he actually found it. Thanks to someone who happened to see him dying in the woods, and saw that he was an officer and a nobleman, they treated him with the intention of receiving a reward. Even so, because he was seriously injured and lay in the wilderness for a few days, he was still in a coma even after pulling it back.

"Marquis Ernie asks to see your Excellency. "Then a subordinate came in to report.

Although I am really not in the mood to deal with these trivial idlers, I still have to meet them. The Duke waved his hand a little annoyed, and said, "Tell him to come to my study." ”

In the study, the Marquis silently bowed his head and had a gloomy face. Seeing his son half-dead, even this father, who has never had a sense of responsibility, will not be happy.

"Young people are just too impulsive. The Duke also sighed. "I've found the best doctor in the royal capital, as well as the best priest and healing magician in the magic academy, and I'm sure I'll be able to save his life. ”

The Marquis remained silent with his head bowed, as if he were thinking of something. When the Duke was about to give the eviction order very politely and politely, he suddenly looked up and asked, "Lord Duke." You know that I am often not in the royal capital, and I can't take care of the children. So I'd like to ask, how are you going to place him?"

The Duke poured for a moment, his attention had been elsewhere for the past few days, and he had not thought of such a simple question. Of course, it cured him..... of course it was impossible to cure him completely. The right wrist that originally held the sword was rotten out of shape, and even if it could be kept, it probably wouldn't even be able to hold a spoon in the future. And the sternum is all shattered, even if you save your life, you will be a waste for the rest of your life.

How to settle the waste? Because he has never had experience in dealing with waste. Everything he has in his hands is useful. Useless things are not worth wasting his precious energy and spirit.

Clauvis is indeed a waste. His greatest role has already been played. And now the Erney family is an empty shelf, and a cripple can no longer be the captain of the Paladin, and the mantle of head Roland will not be inherited by him. He could no longer do the Duke any good, make any contribution.

And it seems to be a very dangerous waste. He has been involved in so many things and knows so many things......

The duke, who realized this, remained silent, and only said as a matter of course: "Of course, he will be cured first, and then he will slowly cultivate." ”

"I beg you to spare him. "The Marquis's eyes were full of desire.

Even with the Duke's self-control, his expression was out of control in an instant. But he recovered immediately, still smiling so kindly. "What did you say, Lord Marquis......"

But the marquis did not appreciate this kind smile at all, and still said lightly: "Although I have never been involved in the political struggle in the royal capital, I know many things...... I understand that he already knows too much. He's in your hands again. ”

The duke's signature smile was retracted, and he couldn't help but raise an eyebrow. I did subconsciously underestimate this loser's in-laws. After all, he used to be the first talent in the royal capital, although he was addicted to lustful dogs and horses, but his mind was definitely not bad, even if he had never eaten pork for political struggles, it should be clear how pigs walked. Moreover, according to Cuthbert, the bishop of Ronis, who pretended to be a pig and ate an elephant, had a deep relationship with him, so it was not surprising that he knew a little about his own style and details.

"I know that even if I go and beg the Bishop now, I can't help it if you really want to kill him. The Marquis's voice was full of sorrow. "But I'm just this one son. I can't let him die. I beg you, I promise you whatever you do. ”

"You're just kidding. The Duke smiled again, but there was a lot of mockery in it. In his mind, he instantly listed the value of this in-law according to his own values.

What qualifications does a loser, a down-and-out prodigal, have and what capital do you have to beg for yourself. At most, he can do a little magic, play some kind of art that seems to him to be just, and when it comes to political capital, his title is just a decoration, and the biggest political capital is nothing more than a friend of the old man of Bishop Ronis. Speaking of which, this is also a garbage that knows too much and must be removed, hehe...... Wait, friends of Bishop Ronis?

The duke's slender eyes were closed, and when they opened again, the smile was full of joy. "Don't worry. I make sure that Clauway is healed safely. Just do me a little favor. ”

"What's the busy?"

"A small busy. Just a handshake with an old friend of yours. But you have to hold it tightly. Hehe. ”

After arranging this excellent helper to be sent to the door, the Duke was thinking about how to go and tell the Grand Priest Cuthbert, who knew that the High Priest himself had come.

The Grand Priest invited the Duke into his study, carefully closed the doors and windows, and looked around again, before he said to the Duke with a serious face, "I would like to ask the Duke to do me a favor." ”

"What's the busy?"

"A great favor that can benefit the people. I know you'd be happy to do it. Grand Priest Cuthbert's tone was solemn, his expression was serious, and his big bulging eyes were bloodshot.

"For the benefit of the people. I'll help you. The Duke replied with great righteousness. It's rare to get the opposite of usual. The duke's expression was solemn now, but his heart was already smiling. Because the big bulging eyes on the ugly face of the high priest made him look like a praying mantis, a praying mantis that was murderous and ready to hunt its prey.

I don't know if I look like a yellow finch. The Duke hadn't been so happy in a long time.