A swarm of locusts rolled up a scarecrow in the meadow, and then flew in front of Consel, his gaze growing colder at the sight of the corpse wrapped in the rice stalks. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

"Moira, if it weren't for the insatiable greed of your Senate and their insistence on carrying out that plan, you wouldn't be dead today. Maria is one of my best men, and if she is given a period of time to take my place, and if she dies, I must go to the Pope—"

Constance paused, his peripheral vision caught a suspicious object, it was a blood-colored flesh ball with a diameter of two meters, he looked at it carefully for a while, and suddenly raised his head and laughed: "Hahaha, look at the good things your Senate has done, the old Pope of Auston has repeatedly told you to keep quiet, and now you have planted Moira and Maria with this move." When Veronga is turned upside down by you, and the Pope can't pull out at all, I see how you will depose Wicarrante. ”

A bell rang suddenly, and Consel took out a magic voice from his bosom and said respectfully to the person on the other end, "Your Majesty the Pope...... You want me to go back now?"

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In the carved jade hall, an enraged Wikalante roared at the empty hall, "Why hasn't Consel come back yet!?"

"Your Majesty, please calm your anger. A hoarse voice came from a dark corner of the hall: "The teleportation tower and the cardinal's house are two floating islands away, and it will take some time for Consel to come over. ”

Wicarante also realized that his emotions were a little excited, and after returning to his seat, he took a few deep breaths, pressed his slightly gray temples with both hands, and suppressed his anger: "Shadow Waiter, if there is a fight among the Pope, will you be on my side?"

"My main duty is to protect the Pope, and it is not my concern for the power strife within the Pope. The shadow attendant said in a businesslike tone.

"I really hope that the old immortals of the Senate have the same thoughts as you, these moths blinded by power should die in those two wars of the year!"

When Constance walked into the hall and saw Wicarant's angry face, he couldn't help but be full of apprehension, and knelt on one knee, not daring to take a breath.

"Why did I summon you back?" said Wicarante, staring at Constance, coldly.

"About the Kingdom of Veronga?" he tried to pretend he wasn't sure.

"Lord Wilson and his immediate family were all assassinated, and as for the murderer, do you know who sent him out?"

"His Majesty the Pope, the Senate gave orders directly to the [Kunying] killers, and I only learned about this matter after they were dispatched. Glancing at the corner of the hall, Constance continued, "A new veteran and one of the top killers of [Kunying] a while ago has already paid for this operation, and if you want to fight back against the impeachment of the Senate, I think something can be done here." ”

He glanced up at Wicarante and saw that the other man's gaze was still cold.

"I know very well what the old immortals are thinking, taking advantage of the old pope's retreat to expand their power, they really think that the old pope didn't leave me some hole cards!" Wicalante slammed his fist on the chair handle, and the dull sound of collision resounded throughout the hall. "When the madman of French Alex led the [Rose Sky Thieves] to attack Santiago, William Edward took advantage of the situation to raise troops, the old pope participated in two wars in succession and was seriously injured, and he had to choose to retreat and recuperate, and before abdication, he strictly ordered that before he left the customs, the Pope would never allow any civil war to be provoked. Since these old immortals disobeyed orders, do you think it is necessary to punish them?"

The atmosphere was tense, and with a hint of murder looming in mind, Consel knew it was time for him to clear his team.

"Your Majesty, are we really going to cost ourselves? I mean...... Although what the Senate is doing today is for its own benefit, from another point of view, the strength of the Senate is also a boon to the Pope. ”

"This is your choice?" Wicarrante sneered, "You should know very well that the [Imperial Spirit Army] that has been honed for so many years is also a sharp sword of the Pope. ”

He didn't specify the meaning of being able to replace [Kunying] at any time, but he knew that the other party would definitely be able to understand the middle of his words.

"You're right, the Senate's approach is indeed a bit out of bounds, I really don't understand why they want to wipe out the entire royal family of Veronga, so that the country will not be a mess. Constance sighed with a pretended sigh.

"They want to disrupt the kingdom of Virunga, so that they can support their own armed forces and business organizations, and only by chaos can they successfully sell people, drugs, ores and arms. ”

Wicarante suddenly walked up to Constance and crouched down, his murderous eyes and the smile on his lips that made people feel creepy.

"The old pope has buried a lot of chess pieces, and one day we will have to reopen, but not now. The Senate wants to benefit from the chaos in Veronga, and the Edward royal family will not hesitate to start a war to regain the rule of Veronga, in order to prevent the Senate from growing and to prevent war from breaking out at this moment, we should think of a way to minimize the conflict. ”

Constance was puzzled: "You mean to ......"

"Hold a power battle against the major forces of the Empire, and the victorious side will have the supremacy of Veronga, which I call the [Battle of the Lords]. Wikalante stood up and looked down at Constance.

"This is really a brilliant idea! If a full-scale war really breaks out, only the top combat strength of the major forces can determine the final victory or defeat, but it is better to directly engage in a dispute between the top combat forces, which will save time and effort. Constance complimented.

"My faithful servant, I think you're mistaken. ”

Wicarante held out his palm, and Constance kissed the back of his hand.

"If the Edward royal family agrees to hold the [Tournament of Lords], this battle for the dominance of Verunga will also affect all the forces of the empire. In addition to the old forces such as the Star Palace, the Ministry of Magic, the Spirit Rune Tower, the Golden Steel Tower, the Heavenly Golem Palace, the Dawning Society, the Mercenary Guild, the Alchemy Guild, etc., the Dark Temple, which has been hidden in the world, and the recently rising Heavenly Expeditionary Army are also likely to compete, and even the puppet chess pieces of the Poison Sect and the Holy Sword Sect may also participate.

If the people above want to build an unrivaled biochemical army to recover their homeland, they must control the resources of the eternal world, and a devastated post-war world is not what they want to see. Based on this condition, the combat specifications of the [King Championship] cannot be the one that destroys the world, in order to make this world grand tournament more interesting, what do you think about limiting the age of the contestants to under 50?"

Constance paused, "You mean you're going to send us out?"

Wicarante slapped his heavy hand on Kongsle's shoulder, and said with a hearty smile: "Of course, the age limit is under fifty years old, and those of us who have stepped over half a hundred years old cannot participate, so that those old monsters who have lived for hundreds of years will have no excuse to participate, and most of the mainstays of the major forces are around fifty years old, which is also a very fair condition for participation." ”

The hall fell silent suddenly, and after a long time, Wicarante spoke: "The Edward royal family has the old monster of ghosts, and the Ministry of Magic also has a few old and undead retired ministers, and the rest of the forces are also hidden, in order to calm the incident provoked by the Senate, I don't care which force got Virunga in the end, let alone alarm their bone-level terrifying existence." ”

"Your subordinates understand your hard work. Consel changed his words and said, "Speaking of the Ministry of Magic, I have something I want to tell you, according to the spies, Mo Lao's cultivation has reached the peak of the title of Magician, and in order to advance to the Dharma God, he is looking for a successor. ”

"Is there any hope for us to make it to the upper echelons of the Ministry of Magic?" asked Wicarante eagerly.

"I don't think there is much hope, after all, no matter how strong his talent is, he is only just now a Titled Magician, and in order to conceal the strength of the Meditation Tower, Mo Lao told him not to reveal the news of his advancement, presumably Mo Lao has already planned to cultivate him into a hidden power. Among the many candidates, I think that the Dean of Leipzig of the Castro Academy is the most likely to become the twenty-ninth Minister of Magic. ”

"Lame Han Leipzig?" Seeing the other nod, Wicarante sneered: "The poor boy whose leg was broken by me back then didn't expect to be on an equal footing with me now, Consire, I don't want his name to appear on the monument of the Ministry of Magic, you know what to do." ”

Constance was shocked, thinking that the rumor was indeed true, Wicarante and Leipzig were alumni when they were young, but one of them was a noble descendant, and the other was a pariahs who came out of the slums.

Although many people accused the murderer of being Wicarante at the time, Leipzig stuck to his tone and insisted on not saying who the murderer was, and the incident was covered up by the torrent of time.

"Of course, I know what to do. Constance lowered his head, deliberately concealing the gloomy aura emanating from his eyes, and he was thinking about how to fulfill His Majesty's orders.

As long as Leipzig was discredited, he would not be able to run for the position of Minister of Magic, and as for what to do, Consel had several plans in mind. For example, if Leipzig is caught in a corruption scandal, or if there are some major crises in the academy he is in charge of, such as a big explosion in the training room, the attack and death of teachers and students, and so on, Constance feels that he should go back and think seriously about which plan to choose.

"Mo Lao's advanced god of law is bad news for us, what is the current situation of the chess piece we hit into the upper echelons of the Ministry of Magic?"

Consel's thoughts were pulled back by Wicalant's questioning, and he rubbed his chin and said, "Mo Lao once secretly probed him, but we have long since erased his original memories, and even he himself does not know that he is actually one of our pawns, so I don't think his situation is dangerous. According to the spy, his daughter is going to participate in the seed selection meeting, and he will accompany him at that time, if you want him to take action against Mo Lao, I will go to the Roland Imperial Capital to activate his memory. ”

"Forget it, his poisoning of Ivan Norton has not been discovered until now, it is already the favor of Lady Luck, this chess piece is hopefully buried deeper, and when the old Pope comes out of retreat, it will be the best time to use him. Wicarante waved his hand and motioned for the other to stand down.

When the hall was deserted again, he sat down in his seat and muttered to himself, "The Magic Sea has recently risen a force called the Angry Lion Pirates, you go and help me investigate, if that so-called commander is really William Edward, then let him die again." ”

In a dark corner of the hall, a dark shadow flickered, followed by silence......