Standing beside the bed, Meng Fan looked at Illya's corpse, "It's a pity, such a beautiful woman..." Meng Fan's hand slowly slid down Illya's snow-white neck to the woman's abdomen. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

"Beautiful flowers are desirable, but some flowers have thorns on them, Lord Claude, I hope you will be vigilant, there are many opportunities to pick flowers, but human life is only once. The dark mage Mar Sahar, who was standing behind him, spoke.

Turning around, Meng Fan looked at the black-robed man standing in front of him, "Mar Saha, in this world, is there any magic that makes people immortal?" Meng Fan asked.

"Of course, Lord Claude. Mar Saha quickly answered Meng Fan's question, "But, Lord Claude, in order to obtain immortal magic, you must first become a dark mage. ”

"Dark Mage..." Meng Fan was silent, "Lord Claude, are you scared?" Marzaha's blood-red eyes flashed.

"The Holy See of Light does not allow dark magicians to appear in the human kingdom, and anyone who practices dark magic will be captured and executed by the Inquisition. Meng Fan said softly.

"Lord Claude, the reason why the Bright Sect is able to stand at the top of the Qinglan Continent is not because they represent gods. Mar Saha said in a hoarse voice, "The Pope of Light is considered to be the supreme existence in the Qinglan Continent, this is because of the power in his hands, the Holy See of Light not only has the three major guardian legions of 'Divine Power', 'Holy Light', and 'Heavenly Gift', but also controls the Mord Kingdom, the largest human kingdom in the Qinglan Continent,

The Holy See of Light can do whatever it wants, it is not the power given to them by the gods, but the power that gives the Holy See the power to do whatever it wants. Mar Saha's blood-red eyes stared at the lord in front of him, and Meng Fan was stunned by the words of the black-robed man.

"Lord Claude, as long as you wield power, and as long as you can bring dark magic back to life on this continent, you can rest easy and enjoy eternal life. There was a frenzy on Marzaha's face.

"Mar Saha, it will not be easy to overthrow the rule of the Holy See of Light... Meng Fan whispered, "Lord Claude, the Bright Sect has existed on the Qinglan Continent for thousands of years, and people have already seen through the hypocrisy, arrogance, and greed of the Bright Sect, as long as we find the right opportunity, we can completely destroy this decaying castle..."

Meng Fan looked at the black-robed man's blood-red eyes, "Mar Saha, the reason why you found me is because you want me to help you complete this task?" Meng Fan said slowly.

"Chatter, everyone has desires in their hearts, Lord Claude, and you will soon find out that the desires of your heart have left us dark mages. Marzaha replied with a confident smile.

Soon after, in the room on the east side of the banquet hall, "Lord Claude, I... I really don't know that Illya is an assassin..."

Baron Albert, Tiberius, and Grua were all called into the room, and when they learned that his mistress Illya was an assassin who attempted to assassinate the lord, Baron Albert was so frightened that he immediately knelt in front of Meng Fan.

"Albert, when did she come to you?" Meng Fan, who was standing beside the bed, said, "Illya... No, this damn woman I met in the city three months ago, and she took the initiative to come and approach me..." Albert replied with a hateful glance at the naked and dead woman on the bed.

"Albert, I believe you are loyal, this woman should want to use you to get close to me..." Meng Fan said, "Thank you, Lord Claude, for your trust..." Albert, who was kneeling on the ground, cried out with emotion.

"You now have the body of this assassin taken away. Meng Fan pointed to the dead woman on the bed, "Yes, yes..." Albert hurriedly called the servants to put Illya's body into a sack and transport it away.

When Albert left, "Gruya, you will take a thousand territorial soldiers to the Dead Leaf Mountain west of Giant Wood City tomorrow to wipe out the remnants of the Flame Snake Mercenary Regiment, they are about 50 or 60 people, I don't ask for all of them to be killed without leaving any of them, but... The head of Felton, the leader of the Flame Snake Mercenary Regiment, you must bring it back to me." Meng Fan looked at Gruya and said.

"Yes, Lord Claude. Gruja bowed. "Tiberius, we'll head to the Redstone Forest north of Coldwater City tomorrow to discuss the grain deal with the people sent by the Dwarves. Meng Fan turned his head to look at Tiberius.

"Lord Claude, how many soldiers should we bring to talk to the dwarves?" Tiberius asked, "the less the merrier, Lord Tiberius." The dark mage on the side, Mar Saha, spoke.

"The less the better?" Tiberius looked at the black-robed man in front of him suspiciously, "Lord Tiberius, the dwarves don't have a good impression of humans in the first place, and if we bring a large group of soldiers to negotiate, I'm afraid it will cause them to be dissatisfied." Marzahar replied.

"But if there are too few soldiers brought, Lord Claude's safety..." Tiberius was a little uneasy, "Lord Tiberius, although the dwarves do not have a good impression of humans, they are a simple, kind, trustworthy race, dwarves do not have so many intrigues and intrigues as humans, they will never hurt people in a fair negotiation, unless... Marzaha said with a smile.

"Tiberius, I trust Marsaha's judgment that it would be good to symbolically bring a dozen soldiers over tomorrow. Meng Fan nodded and said, seeing that the lord had spoken, Tiberius didn't say anything anymore.

"Mar Saha, this time it won't be the Dwarven King himself. Meng Fan looked at the dark mage Mar Sahar and said, the dwarf race has the same ruler as the human kingdom, and the rulers of the three major tribes of the dwarf race are called the dwarf king.

"Chatter, Lord Claude, the Dwarven King is also the ruler of the three major tribes of the Dwarven Race, he will not come to the land of the human kingdom so easily..."

"Well, I'd like to see the Dwarven King. Meng Fan touched his chin and said with a smile, "Lord Claude, you will have a chance to meet His Majesty the Dwarf King, but the time has not yet come." A smile appeared in Marzaha's blood-red eyes.