In the room, Romon sat in a chair and flipped through a thick book in his hand.

On the Surnames of God and the Surnames of Men

The title of the book is very large, and there is a lot of content, and Romon had some difficulty reading it at first, but then he gradually understood that this is the work of a priest.

Romon did not know that in this world, not everyone is qualified to publish such a paper.

The only people who can write books on topics are those priests who have reached the fifteenth level, and who have gained great power and innumerable wisdom through piety, and have precipitated the crystals of faith.

Of course, with the knowledge of Romon, it is impossible to know who this "Henrika" is!

It's early November, and the warm sunlight is shining into the study, which would make you a little drowsy in normal times, but now, I can only pass the time by reading this book.

Of course, in this world, no matter how thick a book is, there are actually not many pages, for this world, 150,000 words is a long masterpiece, and for Romon it is just an hour of reading.

After an hour, Romon found it very interesting, if it weren't for his current situation, he would almost have to carefully study the content inside, and the words in it were very interesting.

But at this moment, the door opened, and Romon woke up, and Romon immediately put down the book, and glanced at the visitor, sure enough, it was the knight just now.

"Your Excellency, Bishop Ebic wants to see you, come with us. The knight, having received the order, opened the door to Romon's room and conveyed the order to Romon.

Hearing that he was going to see the bishop, Romon felt a little uneasy, but, on the surface, he seemed very calm, and when he heard this, he straightened his clothes, and then, following the knight, walked outside.

At this time, it was morning, and the sun was hanging high, covering the surrounding buildings with a layer of white light.

When I got to the third floor, it was quiet, except for the sound of the knight's armor clanging beside him, all that was left was the footsteps of a few people.

Whoever it is, at this level, is light-handed.

Soon, after passing through a corridor, Romon was taken to the door of a room, and after a slight pause, the knight went in to report, and soon, he came out again, saying, "Go in!"

Romon settled down, and then walked into this room, this room, which looked more like a hall, was very elegantly trimmed, whether it was the carved decoration on the walls or the selection of materials for the floor and ceiling, from the inside to the outside, there was a kind of holy beauty.

There is a very good red carpet on the floor, a bookshelf on one wall, on which a lot of books are placed, and on one side of the floor-to-ceiling window, a middle-aged man is still working.

Knowing that this person must be Bishop Susium, Romon stopped at some distance from the other party, and then saluted and said, "Bishop Ebick." ”

"Lord Tatshaw, please be seated. Bishop Ebic looked up, his gaze swept over Romon's face, and then gestured to the seat next to him.

"Yes, sir!" said Romon as he said, sitting down.

"I heard, that mining area is in your territory?" Bishop Ebic asked casually, taking a sip of his tea.

However, in Luo Meng's eyes, the seventh-level bishop in front of him had a trace of holy light oozing from his body, and he barely suppressed the natural fear of the strong in his heart, and he said carefully: "Yes, Lord Bishop, that mining area is indeed within my territory. ”

"You know about the Scourge?" Bishop Ebic asked faintly.

Although the other party did not have any angry expression, Luo Meng could feel a feeling of oppression, and he said, "Yes, I already know. ”

"Well, well, have you heard of the order that the first-line lords are not allowed to retreat after the demonic plague begins?" Suddenly, Bishop Ebic raised his head and looked directly at Romone.

Luo Meng was stunned for a moment, the first-line lord was not allowed to retreat? It was the first time he had heard of it, and he was stunned for a moment, and he replied: "Lord Bishop, I haven't heard of it. ”

"Well, this is my lord's oracle 1800 years ago, and it is not explicitly written in the law, and you can be forgiven if you don't know. Seeing that he didn't know it, Bishop Ebic explained it to him briefly.

It turned out that this order was a myth issued during the Demon Calamity, which caused the front to collapse due to the lord's hasty retreat in the face of the Demon Calamity, and now it is unconditionally executed.

"Since you already know, it is equivalent to meeting the requirements of this myth, and you are not allowed to go out a hundred miles in the future, and those who violate it will be killed. Seeing that Romon looked surprised, Bishop Ebik still looked light, but his words carried a meaning that could not be disobeyed.

"Also, your report, I've read it, it's very clear, Lord Tatshaw, you are a caring person and a good lord, but in order to avoid information leakage, which leads to panic, you are not allowed to leak it to others, if this news is leaked, the consequences, you know. Bishop Ebic said, waving his hand.

"Yes, Lord Bishop!" Romont responded.

"Lord Tatshaw, all this is business, for the sake of the overall situation of fighting demons, if there are any grievances in this process, you can bring them up. Bishop Ebik's tone softened as he finished speaking.

This was a kind word, Luo Meng had a pimple in his heart, but he didn't dare to say anything, so he had to say humbly: "Yes, for the sake of the overall situation, this is my right and obligation, and I dare not have any grievances." ”

Bishop Ebic nodded with satisfaction, and was about to speak, but heard Romon say: "Of course I won't leak it, it's just that the Lulun scholars I met won't talk casually, do you want him to follow me to the front-line territory of the anti-demon fight?"

Luo Meng is young in the end, although he obeys the overall situation in his heart, but there is always a disadvantage in his heart, at this time, I don't know how, I found this article and said, as soon as he finished speaking, Luo Meng regretted it.

Bishop Ebik listened, was stunned, stared at it, and after a moment, smiled: "It's okay, Lord Tatshaw, it's okay to strengthen the first line of anti-demon resistance, it's okay, you can take him away." ”

Saying that, waving his hand, Luo Meng was in a cold sweat at this time, and when he calmed down, he didn't dare to say anything anymore, so he immediately responded and retreated.

Waiting until the square outside the small building, under the somewhat strange eyes of a knight, Romon waited.

While waiting, Romon felt that his legs were shaking a little.

A moment later, an old man was brought out, short in stature, with unkempt hair, and glasses that were rare in this era, and sure enough, he was a Lulun scholar.

Scholar Lu Lun's face was a little pale, maybe he just thought that he was going to be executed, but when he came out and saw Luo Meng, his eyes lit up and he came back to his senses.

"Lord Tatshaw, please come in. A knight said.

It was still the gray carriage, and Romon got into the car, and the scholar Lulun also got into the car, and when he got into the car, the carriage drove calmly and rapidly.

In the window, Luo Meng understood why there was a knight to see him off, because there were five levels along the short distance, and it was difficult to move an inch without this knight to lead the way.

Waiting for the carriage, we passed through the Kada district and arrived at the wide streets of the main district.

The streets were sunny, there were few pedestrians, only luxurious carriages, which were carried out on the wide roads, all of which were very noble people.

The carriage stopped, just on the path on one side.

Romon jumped down, and together with the old man and the knight, he simply nodded in salute, turned and left, and the carriage followed.

"Finally came out, I actually came out. Scholar Lulun muttered, greedily breathing in the air of freedom, looking at the peaceful street.

"Lord Tatshaw, I heard him call your name. After a moment, the scholar Lulun came back to his senses, and he pondered for a moment and said, "I remember, I was a lord who was made a lord last year, and he owns two realms, the Forest House and the Small Mining Village!

"This ...... That's me!" Romon replied with a wry smile.

"Of course, you are the only one who meets the record, I am a scholar, and I remember everything in the city. Lu Lun said to himself, "But, you don't have the strength to save me, do you? My original master family is the hereditary Sir Byrne family, which is much deeper than yours." ”

Luo Meng glanced at the old man in surprise, then looked at the street, and said with a wry smile: "Mr. Lu Lun, you should go with me to a hidden place to talk, this kind of topic still can't be said in public." ”

Although there are few people nearby, who knows if it will be leaked?

"Well, I know there's a secluded café nearby for decent people, with a reading room. Lu Lun replied immediately, pulling him away.

After a while, sure enough, I found a coffee house, which was a quaint building.

Surrounded on all sides by lush woods and gardens, only a winding path leads to the door.

Walking inside, he saw the garden, the garden was left and right with lawns, and Romon even felt the power of magic to maintain this level in the current climate.

Inside, an ordinary five-story building, an ordinary porch.

Lu Lun found a room very familiarly, ordered two cups of coffee, and Romon sat down and looked at the room, where there was a coffee table in the middle and a circle of sofas around it.

In November, a small fire had been lit in the fireplace of the room, and the firewood was not too big or small, which baked the room quite warmly, and of course, the coffee was good.

"You tell me the details of the process. Scholar Lulun took a sip of coffee and said with satisfaction.

"Hey, Mr. Lu Lun, I've been warned not to speak, of course, you're an insider, it's okay, there's nothing to listen to here!" Romon also took a sip, and his hands and feet were still a little weak.

"Of course not, if there is, how can there be so many decent ladies and lovers dating here?" Lu Lun scratched his head, this action made his already extremely unkempt hair even more messy, but the eyes behind the lenses were quite serious.

"Actually, I started to ...... when I discovered the black spider monster three days ago," Romon began, all the same as he had told the Inquisitor last time, and there was no difference, he didn't want to make any trouble.

The process was also very careful, and once the old man asked, he was very careful, as if he was learning, and Romon did his best to satisfy Lu Lun's curiosity and questions.

In this process, Lu Lun looked very serious.

“...... Saving you was a temporary thought, so I rushed out, so you don't have to thank me. At the end of the day, Romon summed it up and drank the rest of the coffee, which was already a little cold, in one gulp.

"Oh, you're lucky, if it's not for your identity as a first-line lord, even if you have a noble status, it is estimated that you will not die, and you will be imprisoned until after the outbreak of the demonic disaster, and when the time comes, it is difficult to say whether you are still alive or not, and whether anyone remembers. The old man Lu Lun thought for a while, looked Luo Meng up and down again, and then said: "Of course, it is me who is more lucky, if I don't meet you, or if you are more mature, I am afraid that I will die in it - not today, it will be tomorrow, or the day after tomorrow!"

For this, Romon also thought deeply, when he was leaving, in the face of Bishop Ebik's kind words, why did it break out like this, fortunately, Bishop Ebic has not changed his mind and let the horse go, otherwise it would be difficult to say.

Thinking of that, he was in a cold sweat again, and Luo Meng said, "Mr. Lulun, what are you going to do now?"

"What else can I do, I'll go to the territory with you!" said the old man Lulun.

"Don't you have any family?" asked Rommon.

“...... Do you think I can go back now? How did I meet a fool like you!" Old man Lu Lun began to roar, but then he changed his mind and said, "That's right, it's not a fool like you, how can you open your mouth to save me!"

When Luo Meng heard this, he was sweating, this old man of Lulun really regarded him as a fool, he was just excited for a while, but this old man was not a simple person.

"Well, in that case, you are now my master's house...... Let's go, don't stay in the city for long, let's go to your territory, although it was also a life of death at that time, but we can finally have a life, see what we can do!" said the old man Lu Lun, who drank all his coffee in one gulp, stood up and said.

Out of here, the old man Lulun skillfully recruited a carriage, said the address, and asked, "Luo Meng, do you have gold coins now?"

"Yes!" Romon took out a bag and grabbed five gold coins from it.

"Let's go, arrive in half a day, and that's it for you. As soon as the old man Lu Lun grabbed it, he threw it to the coachman, who took it, and when he saw that it was a yellow and bright gold coin, his eyes immediately lit up.

The most that would normally cost ten silver coins to go to the country so far away was now five times as large at once, and he happily put it down, and made the carriage run at a gallop.

From this point of view, Luo Meng finally understood that the old man Lu Lun was also afraid, otherwise, he would not be so fast.

Thinking of this, he smiled happily.

"Hey, what is this?" In the small bag, there were cave pearls.

"I found it underground, and that's not all, that's all I have on me, and you see how much it's worth? I read it in the book, and it's worth five gold coins. ”

"Show me. The old man Lu Lun took it and examined it, read them one by one, and said without raising his head: "Your book is outdated, such a good cave pearl is worth at least ten gold coins on the market now, how many do you have? Sell it quickly, it will be worthless at that time." ”

Luo Meng was shocked, indeed, after the start of the demonic disaster, these riches will depreciate significantly, and they should indeed be sold now.

Suddenly, he felt that the old man Lu Lun really looked like a scholar.

(To be continued)