"Lord Claude is now announcing the third punishment for your recruitment of alien armies. Pen ~ Fun ~ Pavilion www.biquge.info" When Meng Fan accepted the first two punishments, Cardinal Marcus, the special envoy of the Holy See of Light, continued.

Looking at the red-robed man standing in front of him, Meng Fan waited for what the third punishment the Holy See would give him. Marcus did not directly say the content of the third punishment, and after turning his head to look at Holman the Inquisitor of the Inquisition standing next to him, Marcus took a few steps back, and Holman of the Inquisition Judge walked in front of Meng Fan.

Looking at this tall man in blue armor and wearing a mask, Meng Fan felt an invisible oppression.

"Mistress Claude, I noticed that you are missing two fingers from your right hand. Holman standing in front of Meng Fan said in a deep voice.

"Oh, this one, it was cut off by the Bretans five years ago when I was in Purple Sun City. Meng Fan raised his right hand and glanced at it and said.

Through the white mask on his face, Holman stared at Meng Fan's mutilated right hand, "Lord Claude, please stretch out your hand and show me." The tall man in front of him made a strange request to Meng Fan.

Although Meng Fan couldn't figure out what the chief judge of the Inquisition wanted to see what his right hand was doing, Meng Fan still did as Holman instructed, and stretched out his right hand with a smile, "Judge Master, do you have any magic to restore my ......" Before Meng Fan's words were finished, a cold light flashed, and Meng Fan didn't even see clearly how Holman in front of him drew his sword.

In the next second, the warm liquid spilled on Meng Fan's face, and when he raised his arm, Meng Fan saw that his entire right palm had been slashed off, and bright red blood spurted out of his blood vessels.

"Ah......" Holding the right arm with the severed palm, he knelt on the ground, and Meng Fan let out a terrible scream.

"Claude Kurou, sin is not to be redeemed by money and land alone, but only by placing a painful mark on your body will you remember that the majesty of God is inviolable. Holman held the long sword in his hand and said in a deep voice, the long sword in Holman hand flashed with vermilion veins, and Holman used this sword to cut off Meng Fan's right palm just now.

"Woo......" The sharp pain from the severed palm made Meng Fan kneel on the ground and wail, Cardinal Marcus walked in front of Meng Fan, leaned over and grabbed Meng Fan's hair.

"Claude, swear before me and the presiding judge that you will never again collude with a foreign race and never betray God again. Marcus stared at the dark-haired man, whose face was wet with tears.

"I ...... I swear...... I will always ...... Forever...... Fear God...... I...... I won't...... Re-interracial ...... Interracial collusion. In just one sentence, Meng Fan trembled for a long time before finishing it.

Bright red blood had already flowed all over the ground beneath Meng Fan, "Holy Healing Technique." Standing up straight, Cardinal Marcus cast a light spell on Meng Fan's wound, and Meng Fan's severed palm was wrapped in a cloud of white light and recovered at a speed visible to the naked eye.

Lying on the ground, Meng Fan's lips trembled uncontrollably, and the severed palm was placed in front of Meng Fan.

"Lord Claude, remember the oath you made today, if you do anything against the will of the Holy See in the future, it will not be a single palm to atone for your sins. Cardinal Marcus stood in front of Meng Fan and solemnly warned.

But the black-haired man lying on the ground did not respond again, and Meng Fan, who had lost too much blood, had already fainted on the cold ground of the council hall.

In the Prime Minister's Mansion of Bibo City, in the dim room, Meng Fan woke up slowly.

"Mistress Claude, you're awake. A black-robed man stood beside the bed, and there were only Meng Fan and the black-robed man in the bedroom.

"Mar Saha. Meng Fan looked at the black-robed man standing beside the bed with a weak expression, "Lord Claude, it's already night, and you've been in a coma for more than seven hours. Marzahar said softly.

Swallowing a mouthful of saliva with difficulty, Meng Fan glanced at his right hand placed on his chest, his right palm had disappeared, and was replaced by a white bandage.

"The doctor has bandaged your wound, Master Claude, you have lost so much blood that you may have difficulty getting up and walking for the next few days. Mar Saha said as he stared at Meng Fan's white bandaged right hand.

"Mar Saha, man of the Holy See of Light...... Are they still in the royal capital?" Meng Fan looked at the black-robed man in front of him and asked, "The envoys of the Holy See are still staying in Bibo City, and they want to supervise Lord Claude before you withdraw your troops from the Kingdom of France before returning to the Holy Court. Marzahar replied.

Turning his head, Meng Fan looked at the red cloth curtain hanging on the top of the bed, and after a long time, Meng Fan did not speak.

"Lord Claude, you should be glad that you only lost one palm this time, if the Holy See of Light knows about my existence, Lord Claude, I'm afraid you won't be able to come back this time. Marsaha, who was standing by the bed, spoke, with a strange smile in Marzaha's words.

"Mar Saha, you want to destroy the Holy See of Light. Meng Fan glanced at the black-robed man standing beside the bed and said, "That's right, Lord Claude, this is the wish of all dark magicians. Mar Sahar replied simply and quickly.

"So now...... One more person. Meng Fan looked at the dark mage standing in front of him and said, "Chatter, Lord Claude, the Holy See of Light will pay for their stupidity, these arrogant bastards don't know who they offended today." Marzaha's blood-red eyes stared at the black-haired man lying on the bed.

"Go and call Tiberius and Grua. Meng Fan said softly, "Yes, Lord Claude." Marzah bowed and departed.

Enduring the pain from the wound, Meng Fan raised his right arm with difficulty and looked at the bare right arm wrapped in a white bandage, "Marcus, Holman, one day, I will give you a taste of fear and death. Meng Fan's tear-soaked eyes flashed with bitter hatred.

Ten days later, 50,000 Kyrgynian troops outside Bibo City were lined up, and a carriage slowly drove out of the gate of Bibo City under the escort of soldiers hundreds of meters.

In the carriage sat the commander of the Gilgi Runner-up Army, Meng Fan, the lord of Black Rock City. Today, Meng Fan will evacuate the Kingdom of France with the Gilgidian army in accordance with the agreement with the Holy See of Light.

"Tiberius, have you arranged everything in Bibo City?" Sitting in the carriage, Meng Fan looked at the brown-haired man sitting in front of him and asked.

Meng Fan's face was pale, this was a symptom of anemia, ten days ago, Meng Fan's right palm was cut off by Holman, the chief judge of the Inquisition, and a large amount of blood was lost.

"Lord Claude, everything has been arranged according to your orders, and will continue to serve as the auxiliary minister of the French royal family, and in the French army, Her Royal Highness the Queen Regent Naya has appointed General Auston as the commander of the French army, and General Auston has long expressed to the auxiliary minister that he is willing to be wholeheartedly loyal to King Ferron and His Royal Highness the Queen Mother......" Tiberius replied.

The current monarch of the Kingdom of France, Feron, is the son of the late King Pavarot III, although Feron was put on the throne by Meng Fan, but Ferun is indeed the direct blood of Pavarot III, and the enthronement ceremony was held, so the envoy of the Holy See of Light Marcus decided to recognize Ferun's right to rule the Kingdom of Fran.