"Your kindness, sir. The www.biquge.info of the Pen "Fun" Pavilion should be invited to lunch by Aragon. Liang Ke hurriedly got up, sincerely afraid of pretending to resign.

"Alas, since we have come to the temple, how can we not taste the delicacies that God has given us? Mu Tuo stretched out his hand and motioned for Liang Ke to sit down, and poured Liang Ke a cup of tea himself.

"Then bother. ”

Actually, there's a reason why I said that. ”

"Oh? ”

"Ever since that damn Gandosa caused that horrific tragedy 10,000 years ago, the church has been hunting down those stinky rats in the ditch. After a long time, the necromancer began to disappear, and the horrific sight of the stinking corpses suddenly crawling out of the grave was no longer seen, and the Church announced the end of necromancy in the canon. But, you ponder, where are the rats in the gutter so easy to be completely eliminated, they just don't come out to disgust you during the day, and in the dark night, they will still hunch over, cat waist, sneak into your oil jar and steal your oil to eat. Some necromancers hide themselves in the crowd, and as long as he doesn't use necromancy, who knows he's a blasphemous? Some clever necromancers have developed mutations of necromancer magic, and although they don't directly manipulate the rotting corpses, they have learned more unguardable curses, and run to the orcs to become priests, so that those barbarians who have never tasted the sweetness of magic will be treated as treasures, and some are even more hateful, they have actually formed an underground organization called the Necromancer Alliance, with the mission of finding Gandosa and reproducing the brilliance of necromancer magic, and fighting against us church people every day. After 10,000 years, although this alliance is still pressed by the church, there is a tendency to become more and more intense. No, the archbishop has written again, saying that he has found traces of those gomice in Binuk, and asks me to send someone to clean them up. As far as my little temple guardian legion is concerned, it's good to be able to keep those guys from overturning my office, but how can I clean it up? The old guy was burned by amethyst, and he handed over the truth in three or two sentences, and finally turned into a complaint.

Liang Ke heard that there were still living necromancers in this world, and his eyes suddenly lit up, you know, every necromancer can be regarded as Gandosa's disciples and grandchildren, if the Holy See does not know Gandosa's whereabouts, then the most likely to know his whereabouts must be these necromancers, so he asked in shock. "Oh, aren't the blasphemers dead?"

"It would be nice to die, alas!"

"Are they hard to deal with?"

"It's quite difficult to deal with, these guys are hard to find and hard to kill, if they get mixed up in the crowd, you won't dare to use large-area killing magic against them, but they can control the dead corpses to find you trouble, and the main focus of the soldiers is on the mage, so it's a lot of trouble to fight. "The old guy kept complaining.

"That's not a good deal to deal with. What do you want to do with those people this time?"

"Yes, the archbishop's orders must be carried out, and you have to fight those fellows once, or you won't be able to explain it. No, last night, I went to our city lord for help. But the old guy was very slippery, and found all kinds of reasons to shirk it, one was that it was inconvenient to mobilize troops to participate in sectarian battles without orders from the Imperial Military Department, and then he said that the war needed military support, and that the dead had to be compensated, and the expenses were too great to come up with. This is obviously to blackmail my money, where do I have the money to give him any military expenses, it's really infuriating. The old fellow cried with his hand on his expensive coffee table.

Liang Ke looked at the old guy with a look like a miser, and secretly rejoiced in his heart, this is really someone to send a pillow if he wants to sleep, and the contact with those necromancers is almost right in front of him, and his eyes are on the mind.

"This ...... It's really a tricky problem, once it is not handled well, it is nothing to lose your official position and dismiss your post, I heard you say that these infidels are so powerful, it is not worth losing your life. Liang Ke peeked at the old guy's sad face, he really had no idea, he sighed, and continued: "Lord Muto, do you think this is good, you can reply to the archbishop, and report your practical difficulties and the requirements of the city lord together. In this way, you can show that you attach importance to this order, second, you can buy some time, and third, you can get some financial support. Regardless of whether the archbishop gives you funds or not, when the next order comes, as a friend, Aragorn will risk his life to take on this errand for you, what do you think?" Liang Ke said very hard when he said the word friend, for fear that Mu Tuo would not hear clearly.

"What......? Brother Aragorn, I'm not hallucinating, brother! I've been getting a little angry lately, so I can't hear things clearly, you repeat. The old guy suddenly stood up from the soft sofa, and Liang Ke thought that he couldn't do it so neatly.

"I mean, if my brother can trust Aragorn, my brother is willing to take the risk of taking your place and burning those necromancers in front of you. Liang Ke unconsciously brought each other closer.

"Is that true?"

"Never break your word. ”

"Okay, good, good! I almost let that Shabi cheat and miss out on such a good friend. The old fellow was so excited that he shouted three times in a row.

"Hmm, which idiot?" Liang Ke was stunned.

"It's the tax collector of the province of Binuk, the brother of the sheriff you killed in Turing, called Shabi. This guy has made up bad things about you in front of me, and has given me a bad idea to kill you. Hmph! I'm a cardinal, and he can be coaxed and driven by a small tax collector? The old guy flicked his sleeves and sat back on the couch in feigned anger.

"Oh! that's that idiot!" Liang Ke thought to himself, if it weren't for that bag of gold coins and amethyst, I'm afraid your old boy would have found a reason to tie me to the stake and burn me to death, and now you should have made a line with that fool named Shabbi.

"Forget it, don't talk about him. Brother's kind brother will never forget, but those guys are not ordinary soldiers you killed in Turing! If you make a mistake, I don't want to go!"

"Haha, don't worry, brother, I'm not a fuel-efficient lamp. ”

After speaking, Liang Ke asked Achilles to directly use a dark high-level magic "Soul Annihilation", which immediately made Mu Tuo fall into a blank state in his mind. At this time, Mu Tuo didn't know who he was, he didn't know if he was a thing, he didn't know if he was moving, he didn't know if he was dead or alive. He knew that there was nothing including himself, that there was nothing left in this world, that there was only infinite transparency, which could also be said to be infinite nothingness, and that he didn't even know if there was still time.

A few seconds later, Mu Tuo relied on his powerful spiritual power to break free from this endless state of silence, and his consciousness returned to his body, and he found that he was still sitting safely on the sofa, and then he broke out in a cold sweat.

"Brother's spiritual magic is really extraordinary, just now you cast the legendary soul banishment?"

"Hehe! Brother was frightened, it was not soul banishment, the exiled soul was still a soul, and there were still feelings, but what Brother experienced just now was complete annihilation, endless nothingness, and a higher level of magic that was deprived of the six senses and anti-matter from the soul level. The elder brother's spiritual power is really amazing, otherwise in an unguarded state, he would not be able to find himself from extinction so quickly. Brother admires. Liang Ke used a sycophant to hide the embarrassment in his heart for Bishop Muto.

"Hey, hey, hey, this is really amazing spiritual magic, no wonder you have so much confidence. "The old guy still has lingering palpitations, you must know that if Liang Ke wants to be unfavorable to him just now, as long as he casually stabs the barrel in those few seconds, his wisdom in this life will come to an end.

"Where is there any confidence, there are just some means to save lives. ”

After confirming Liang Ke's ability, Mu Tuo couldn't wait to write a reply letter to the archbishop, asking the messenger to bring it back to the imperial capital as soon as possible, waiting for further instructions from the archbishop. Then, like an old friend for many years, he walked out of the office with Liang Ke's hand and had lunch with Liang Ke. The meal was so sumptuous that I heard that one of the dishes alone was baked with foie gras and mandarin fish that cost the temple half a month's budget, and the chef in the temple was scolded by the bishop because he couldn't make it, and finally Zela invited the chef from the best hotel in the city, "Gro's Bar", to the bishop's satisfaction.

I have to say that Liang Ke, the second ancestor, is still outstanding in making friends and mixing rivers and lakes, but in a few days, Liang Ke has become a frequent visitor to the temple and the Ministry of Security.

Three days later, in the afternoon, Liang Ke had lunch at the hotel and was looking in the mirror to pick his teeth, when Tucker came in to report that Sister Joanna had visited.

"Mr. Aragon, the Bishop asked me to invite you to the gladiatorial arena, I heard that this afternoon's gladiatorial battle will be particularly exciting, the undefeated god of war from Uwang, the brute bull, Pragat, will challenge the ferocious manticore, the odds offered by the gladiatorial arena have reached one to six, you must know that the manticore is the treasure of the gladiatorial arena, and no one has ever been able to defeat it!" the nun introduced Liang Ke as she walked.

"Sister Joanna, I didn't expect you to be gentle and elegant, why do you like this kind of bloody game?" Now that Liang Ke is very familiar with the nun, he speaks a lot more casually.

The beautiful nun listened to Liang Ke's ridicule, her little face flushed slightly, she raised her head and glared at Liang Ke, and then said: "Hmph! I don't like those stinking and bloody cruel killings, but the bishop asked me to entertain you, a noble lord, so I did some homework." ”

Liang Ke looked at Joanna pouting her nose and pouting, her playful appearance was even more cute, and she couldn't help but look at it twice. The nun noticed that Liang Ke was staring at her for a long time, and quickly lowered her head.

"Sir, please get in the car, that demon pet of yours is so scary that every time you go out into the street it causes a riot, and the harmful Lord Cocoba always wants to send more troops on your way. ”

"Is that fool so unlikeable? Okay then! I'll take the carriage. Piderow, Tucker, you're following. Liang Ke lifted the curtain, lifted his leg and got into the carriage, turned his head and stretched out his hand, and the gentleman wanted to pull Sister Joanna into the carriage as well.

The nun looked at Liang Ke, frowned in disgust, reached out and stroked the hem of the robe, jumped into the carriage cleanly, sat down opposite Liang Ke, and while sitting down, she did not forget to tidy up the robe with her hands, covering her slender legs, revealing only a pair of calfskin boots. Joanna instructed the coachman to go to the gladiatorial ring, then turned his head out of the window, pretending to enjoy the scenery outside the window, and ignored Liang Ke again.

The gladiatorial arena is in the west of the city, very close to the temple, but it is a little far away from the hotel where Liang Ke lives. The carriage of the four-wheeled carriage is already narrow, Liang Ke is burly, although he sits in a regular manner, but the two people often touch each other's knees, Liang Ke did not sincerely eat the little nun's tofu, but the white and soft tofu frequently collided with it, making the carriage delicate and panting, warm and fragrant. Liang Ke wanted to spread his legs and make the cramped Joanna sit more comfortably, but this posture is really imaginative. So Liang Ke had to clamp his leg tightly, but this hit the nun's knee and hurt.

Just when Liang Ke and Sister Joanna were at a loss, and they didn't know where they came from, they rushed straight from the other end of the road, and they were about to collide with the carriage that Liang Ke was riding, and there was no sign of slowing down. The driver of the car was very skillful, grabbed the reins and pushed hard to the right, and then squeezed the brakes beside the wheels, and the two healthy horses got up, and the car stopped in front of the fruit shop on the side of the street, and the old woman who sold the fruit called "Mommy" and hid in the house.

Joanna, who was sitting in the car, was thrown out by the huge inertia, and hit Liang Ke headlong, Liang Ke instinctively wanted to dodge, but if this dodge, the nun's beautiful face may have to crash into an oil paint shop, Liang Ke raised his left foot and kicked on the inner wall of the carriage, effectively alleviating the nun's forward momentum, the nun by inertia, rolled obliquely into Liang Ke's arms, and for a while the nun was frightened and colorless, and collapsed in Liang Ke's arms, Liang Ke was also obviously inexperienced, I don't know whether to put down the warm fragrance of nephrite in his arms? or should continue to hold the appropriate. The eyes are facing each other, the breath can be heard, and the two of them are like this, you look at me, and I look at you, as if looking at the most difficult lantern riddle in the world.

"Miss Joanna, are you alright?" Just when Liang Ke was struggling with his thoughts and wanted to be ruthless, he lowered his head and ate this piece of cheap tofu first, the car door was suddenly opened from the outside, and the uninteresting coachman stared at the pair of men and women in ambiguous postures with eyes like copper bells.

"Oh! let me go. Faced with the coachman's surprised gaze, the nun realized the indecency of the two, and quickly struggled out of Liang Ke's arms, and sat back on the narrow stool opposite with her hands in her hands.

"That...... I didn't hold you, what to put it. Liang Ke was also thin-skinned, for fear that he would get into trouble if he didn't take advantage, so he hurriedly said something that he didn't know who to say, and then glanced at the coachman with a weak heart.

"Hey, hey, I didn't see anything. With that, the door was slammed shut, and the carriage staggered onto the road again, and continued on its way.