"Ah...... It hurts...... For no reason, I was beaten by the bastard of the Holy Word......"

Errett clutched her chest and collapsed to the ground, carefully helped up by Franriel.

"Young Master, you've done too many bad things......" was also caught off guard by the Holy Word Technique and Judgment as soon as he came out of the corner, and Irette threw himself directly to the ground, but Frankriel was unharmed, "The Holy Word Technique only reacts to divine enemies and wicked people......"

"What a wicked man! I'm just chaotic neutral!" argued Arrett, who had been on the ground for a long time before finally catching his breath. The person who was hit by the Holy Word Technique was like being hit by a car, as if the real impact force could shatter the internal organs of the person, but fortunately, Irett's "evil level" was not too high, and the Holy Word Technique only punished him slightly, and did not really want to take his surname.

But in this way, when he fell to the ground, Evan Ian, who he followed, ran away with the priest, and he didn't know when, he had disappeared.

"Bad luck...... Why did the people of the church suddenly take action...... I'm almost going to confirm Sir Ian's true face!" Faced with such a failed situation, even a heartless person like Irette couldn't help but complain angrily at this time.

Frankriel was a little speechless, and whispered to Irette, "...... Young Master, didn't you just release the trolls a few days ago......?

"Oh yes!" Irette was a little stunned, "...... the stupid nobles of Crescent, saying they want revenge, but they don't even know what Jazz looks like......"

"And--an intermediate mage?!A troll who can make it difficult for even beginner mages of truth to deal with, and burn all the way to death with the Super Demon Four Ring Spell?!"

"What the hell is nitting me!"

"Although at the beginning, I didn't have any expectations for these Nanling nobles who had shrunk under the wings of the Silver Rose Duke and had been playing soy sauce for eighty years, but they couldn't even get this basic information...... Assassinating the son of the Grand Duke or something...... Are they here to be funny?!"

Franriel was calm: "...... Sir Ian, who has never shown any extraordinary talent in swordsmanship and magic for nine years, suddenly showed such a hand, and I guess all sides are retreating......"

"Impossible......" Irette shook his head, he listened to the explosion in the distance, looked at the rising fire, and the corners of his mouth outlined a mocking smile: "Now that the eyes of the entire empire are focused on Southridge, the Pope and His Majesty the Emperor know very well that compared to a superhuman Feldenand, a brilliant Evan is more difficult to control. Feldnan is a close friend of His Majesty the Emperor today, and he is pinned down by the rebels of the Southridge, so His Majesty the Emperor can safely use the Ian family as a henchman against the Holy Capital. ”

"But the little duke's biological mother, Her Royal Highness the eldest princess Vicky, died early, and the little duke, who was far away in Nanling, only had a good impression of the royal family in a shallow blood relationship. In the past 6 years, it has led the reform of the imperial system all the way, and will recuperate for 9 years, and the overall strength can be called the peak of history. Although the commander is Feldenand, anyone with a discerning eye knows that it is not the Grand Duke who really plays a key role, but his demonic son who completely took over the internal affairs of the entire territory at the age of 9......"

Sitting on the ground, Irette said, with a genuinely worried look on his face, as he said, if only the enemy were just some stupid Southridge nobles. But if the person who wants to kill the little duke is His Majesty the Emperor, then it is the most terrible - the proximity of the relationship is mutual, in the past nine years, the little duke and His Royal Highness the Emperor have only met a few times, and they have shown their unruly talents too early, not only His Majesty the Emperor will be worried about Sir Evan's rebellion as an adult, but the little duke himself will not worry about the actions of Yanjing......

Like yourself......

Thinking of this, Irett couldn't help but have a headache, that's right, the Prince's Mansion Rose Anfil family, although it is not the surname of Honoria, but it is an unscrupulous royal branch bloodline, and his father asked him to come to Southridge to help the rebel nobles...... Whether this was his father's intention or the Emperor's Majesty's order was mysterious......

However, this probably depends on the choice of Silver Rose Gong......

As the son of the prince, he pretended to be ignorant of the world and naïve and stupid on the surface, but Errette was already familiar with the horror of the regime for a long, long time. That's right, in the face of external enemies and internal worries, His Majesty the Emperor would not do such a stupid thing of cutting off his arm. But this year is the 40th birthday of His Majesty the Emperor, the last time the Emperor was born on his 30th birthday, the Duke of Feldnan was unable to participate because he was on the battlefield, but now the 40-year-long Nanling Rebellion has been decided, and the Duke of Feldnan has no reason not to participate......

Shirley can not go, Eliel can not come, even the little Duke of Evan Ian can shirk it, but only Ferdinand himself has to go and meet His Majesty the Emperor......

And his arrival is a kind of royal power to the grand duke and the little duke, knocking and warning.

Don't go again...... It's not a matter that His Majesty the Emperor didn't trust the Grand Duke......

Eritt saw it clearly.

As soon as Feldnan leaves, Nanling is afraid that the sky will change.

And the little Duke of Evanian...... Even if I wait for the emperor's order, I will not do it again. And how do you deal with the Nanling nobles who have been planning for a long time and have already armed themselves, as well as the assassins of the priests of the Holy Capital?

"Your Excellency, what should you do with these two assassins?"

A team of Raven Sergeants hurried up to Evan Ian and saluted him.

Among the three major near-election companies, there are 700 people in the White Crow near-election company, and each of them is a first-class veteran with actual combat experience. As early as three years ago, the command of the White Crow had completely fallen into the hands of Evan Ian, except for the outer skin of the Emperor [***] team, which was completely the bones of the new model army inside. All the soldiers are composed of talented civilians and merchants, and the average combat effectiveness of high-ranking swordsmen and above, coupled with the establishment and training of modern armies, supplemented by a small number of reliable low-ranking aristocratic young officers, the loyalty and combat effectiveness are very good.

Evanian turned his head to look and found that the two Raven non-commissioned officers were holding the same church girl he had knocked unconscious earlier.

He thought about it, and finally gave up killing the two directly: "Tie them up first and send them to the Duke's Palace, and I will interrogate them personally." ”

"Oh yes, remember to send a letter to the church, and say: The new Miss Priest is very beautiful, I invite her to the Duke's Palace, and with the protection of the Paladin Lamberts, there will be no problems with safety. ”

Evan Ian spread his hands at the non-commissioned officers who were desperately holding back laughter: "But when will you send them back...... Kindness...... They seem to be asleep, so they can't ask for a while. ”。;