Camp Rog Cathedral, Executive Priest's Room. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

The view from the window is unobstructed, whether it is the houses lined up, the figure of Hades walking alone on the street, or even the Roger below.

See it clearly.

"It seems that the pros have really lost a lot this time."

Under the gorgeous wooden table, red cotton shoes stepped on the luxurious stall, the middle-aged clergyman withdrew his gaze from the window, "Who called these professionals too arrogant, this is God's will, and it is destined to befall disaster." ”

Raising his hand slightly, the ruby ring ring glows faintly.

Needless to say, he was wealthy.

Dressed in a white robe with black rimmed, he calmly returned to his window seat with light steps, and the pale golden curtain was then closed, and the light suddenly dimmed a lot.

"Don't care, cutie, you're not like them."

As if aware of the error of his words, he squinted and smiled, baring his yellowed teeth, and explained to the suffocating beauty in front of him.

Amber Melova, one of the twin stars of Camp Rog, is not with Nania at the moment.

"The cathedral doesn't represent the gods, at least not yet."

Amber Melova's blue eyes did not wave, and she continued calmly: "If you are wearing the uniform of Sakaram now, and not the uniform of the 'Church of Roso', then this sentence is still somewhat convincing. ”

She will not be swayed by the ugly gesture deliberately made by the other party, and this calm posture has long been perfected after several years of practicing the royal rites.

It is better to say that the executive priest who deliberately expresses his desire is the one who falls behind.

It is worth mentioning that the so-called 'Rosoh Church' is actually what the Sakaram Church has remodeled in the Rog camp.

Although the composition of the forces is intricate, they have been following the clues to find them, and there are still only a few subordinate forces in the end.

"Oh-"

The middle-aged priest narrowed his small eyes, unscrupulously looked at Amber's petite but bewitching body, and his breathing gradually became heavy, "You can let go, this is a good thing." ”

Amber's blue-colored eyes moved slightly, and her delicate eyebrows furrowed for a moment, then immediately released.

Disgusting guy.

She whispered in her heart, her white hands clenched inside the sleeves of her formal and wide robe.

Smack, smack.

Before Amber could speak, he slapped his left leg with great delight, and then smiled like a wild boar: "According to my disciples, you have only been in Camp Roger for less than two weeks, so you are probably not very familiar with our 'Rosochapel', right?" ”

"There's someone you're interested in, I'm sure."

Staring at his confident smile, Amber's blue eyes narrowed slightly, and then she asked cooperatively, "May I ask who one?" ”

"She and you are two very different kinds of beauty, but also, very good, really evocative, yes, yes."

The disgusting way of answering is that it turned out to be a woman?

As if thinking of something, his face swelled with excitement, and he didn't care about Amber's undisguised disgust gaze at all, and continued: "The beautiful mage of Rog's camp, I wish Lan a little cutie. ”

"You're right, it's that 'Zhu Lan'."

He admired the unconcealable shock on Amber's face and smiled triumphantly and ugly.

“！！！”

For a moment, an incredible color swept across Amber's eyes.

Speechless in shock, although he had considered that the 'Church of Luosuo' would infiltrate the ranks of professionals, he did not expect it to be that person.

A heroic figure, spotless short black hair, and a delicate and beautiful face.

Zhu Lan, the senior she admires in the same mage profession, is also the first female mage in the Rog camp.

How could a beauty who is at a transcendent level in both beauty and strength get mixed up with the middle-aged man in front of her?

The terrible thought made her heart beat faster, and the next moment, she cut off the cluttered thoughts.

"Hehe, I see."

Amber, who reacted immediately, sneered, and then raised his hand, as if the actual fire element gathered on it, the temperature of the entire room suddenly increased.

The purple-red Westmar mage pattern slowly took shape, and the fine flames flew up like elves, radiating heat around the stunned middle-aged man.

"You, how dare you do it to me here?"

The proud expression vanished, and the middle-aged man looked embarrassed, and said incoherently, "Don't forget your identity!" Amber Melois! ”

The flames flickered and fell on his clothes, and the black ash gradually spread, slowly drifting away, dissipating into nothingness.

The heat was like a rope, tightening his neck for a moment.

The middle-aged man who realized this didn't even have time to wipe off the nervous sweat on his forehead, so he hurriedly changed his words: "I understand, I understand, let's talk about business, I offended me first, and I will compensate you here." ”

"Miss Amber, we're allies, right, there's no need to do anything, there's something to say, I beg you-"

Holding his body from slumping to the ground, the executive priest gritted his teeth and looked at the blonde beauty in front of him in horror, waving his hand again and again.

"Hmph."

Amber snorted coldly, and with a lift of her white left hand, the pattern of Master Westmar dissipated like a cloud of smoke.

The flames froze instantly, the suffocating heat receded like a tidal wave, and his fearful gasps gradually faded, and after a while, he calmed down.

Abominable woman!

I'll want you to look good one day!

The middle-aged man maintained a frightened expression on his face and roared hysterically inwardly.

"Gong Zhu, your desires are like ugly pigs, without the slightest bottom line."

"Such a clumsy and dirty lie can be told!"

Amber Merois stared at the executive priest in front of him with indifferent eyes, and continued, "In addition, your disgusting peeping eyes and conjectures about Miss Zhu Lan had better be restrained decently. ”

She issued a majestic warning: "Next time I will reduce you to ashes." ”

"Okay, okay, this natural."

The executive priest was submissive and nodded repeatedly.

There's not much more to say.

Sighing inwardly and putting away the anger on her face, Amber Murois turned coldly, her beautiful blonde hair swaying in her elegant fragrance, and finally walked out of the room quickly.

Bang!

The door to the room slammed slam slam hard, and the Executive Priest was stunned for a moment, then overjoyed to knock down where Amber had been, greedily sniffing at the remaining scent.

Spit flew with his laughter.

As Amber said, he was like an ugly pig.

"Amber Moreis, Amber Moreis, Amber Moreis..."

A hideous light flickered in his eyes, "Without my help, you will not be able to gain the trust of Lord Bishop, hmph, I will get you sooner or later." ”

"And that arrogant and glamorous female mage... Disgrace! All surrender! ”

Straightening his somewhat disheveled clothes, he opened the door without changing his face, put on his usual solemn mask, and walked to another part of the corridor.

There is a room full of "prayer boxes", which is also a place for the high-rise of the "Rasuo Church" to vent.