"Are you alright, Billy, do you have ...... It is...... Feeling uncomfortable?"

Bishop Kalian stopped talking, for Billy's state at this time was indeed a bit unspeakable: the naked sacrifice was covered with a clear liquid in the form of a cream, and even his hair and cheeks were not spared. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

This liquid is the remnant of the "greedy" body burned by the "Pure Flame", it is not harmful to the human body, but it does not look very beautiful.

"I'm fine, Bishop, but I'm glad you came just in time. ”

Crimson flashed in Billy's eyes, and angry flames licked at his sanity.

The priest tried to forcibly suppress the negative emotions in his heart, but he couldn't, so a series of curses of "greed" mixed with hometown slang blurted out of his mouth.

Kalian frowned, then soothed. The swearing is indeed inconsistent with the status of the clergy, but if you put yourself in their shoes, the venting of Billy's sacrifice is not incomprehensible.

"Let's go back first. ”

Handing the clothes to a naked Billy, Kalian strode out of the alley. Space equipment is very precious to others, but to a Bishop of the Legendary rank, it is not an unattainable legend.

......

"Your Majesty—"

The attendant knelt under the throne, his forehead pressed against the cold ground, and his body trembled.

"Tell me," said George XIII, leaning dejectedly on the back of the throne, his deep voice echoing through the empty hall, "what do you say about the temple?"

"Say...... Say ......"

The waiter swallowed, his body trembling more and more, and he didn't dare to say anything about the temple like that, because no one was sure if the angry king would vent his anger on the innocent.

"Why, you can't even remember a few words? Why don't you let Cyprins help you remember your memories?"

George XIII's voice was so ethereal that it was hard to hear the joy and anger in it.

However, at this time, the waiter did not have the time to care about the king's joy and anger, and he was more afraid of the "Cyprins" mentioned by the king than being executed by the palace guards.

This gloomy old man with short bright silver hair also has "glorious" deeds that terrify everyone in the know.

And even those who don't know much about him can imagine his past deeds after hearing his titles such as "the jackal of the imperial capital", "the smiling skinner", and "the craftsman in prison".

"The temple says it was done by cultists. ”

The waiter finished the sentence at a very fast pace, and then the whole person seemed to be drained of all his strength, and collapsed on the ground.

"Cultists did it?"

George XIII was not as furious as the attendant had imagined, but rather had an inexplicable mockery on his countenance: "What a cultist, I just don't know whether the gods they believe in agree with their conclusions." ”

Of course, the gods agreed, and George XIII, who was not dealing with the temple for the first time, knew this very well.

If it weren't for the gods who instructed them to pour all the dirty water on the bodies of the "cultists", how could the priests and bishops of those temples dare to say that?

What is the difference between saying that the person who does it himself is a "cultist" and saying that the god he believes in is an evil god?

"The Temple of Knowledge means the same?"

"Yes......"

"Hey, they're all talking. ”

The sarcasm in George XIII's words remained, but the bitterness at the corners of his mouth became more intense: "It was my mistake, Uncle Olivia." ”

After ten years, the king once again called Olivia "uncle", but unfortunately, this legendary knight could no longer hear about it.

"Do you think I'm stupid," said George XIII, turning his gaze to the waiter, in a light tone as if he were talking to a friend about the weather today: "I didn't listen to dissuasion, and I insisted on going my own way, thinking that I could snatch a small piece of delicious cheese from the chaos, only to find out at last that I was the piece of cheese they had snatched from the table." ”

The attendant who knelt under the throne did not speak, he knew that the king did not really want an answer from him, but only needed someone to listen to the anguish in his heart.

No one wants to be the "confidant" of the king of the empire, knowing what he shouldn't know does not prove his erudition, only that he is close to death...... It's not far off.

The waiter wants to live, very much.

But looking at George XIII's interest in chatting, his hope of surviving the hall was very slim.

There was a trance when the waiter really wanted to rush up and block the other party's mouth, slap him viciously, and then run out of the temple.

But this is just a thought, he has a family, relatives and friends, and he can't give up everything for his life.

What's more, he didn't even reach the silver rank, he was just a subordinate who spoke for George XIII, and trying to subdue the monarch who had begun to attack the gold rank was tantamount to a fool's dream.

There was no choice, and the waiter had no choice but to carefully lower his sense of existence while silently praying for the mercy of the astral gods.

"You say, if I had listened to Uncle Olivia's persuasion and not participated in the between these temples, wouldn't he have died?"

People always know how to cherish after losing, since hearing the news of Olivia's death, for two full days, George XIII has not eaten a grain of rice, not a drop of water.

He knew that the person who killed Olivia was some cardinal archbishop in the Temple of Dawn, and the other party didn't hide anything too much. After all, this was a deterrent operation for the Dawn Temple.

George XIII wanted to avenge Olivia, but he couldn't, the strength of the royal family was too far behind the Temple of Dawn, not to mention that there was a powerful god standing behind the other party.

And the idea of uniting other nobles never came out of his head at all.

You must know that in the eyes of other real nobles, the royal family is the agent of a certain temple mixed in the real nobles, and it is absolutely impossible to expect them to stand up for the royal family.

Originally, he was expecting the Temple of Knowledge to find conclusive evidence to prove that the Temple of Dawn had made a move, and force the other party to give him an explanation, but now it seems that he was too naïve.

Don't look at what the other party said when the alliance was formed, when it was really time for them to follow the alliance, they began to pretend to be stupid one by one.

"Use the royal family as bait to lure enemies and a banner to attract attacks," cured a grim-looking George XIII, "Damn the Temple!"

"You're right, the temple does damn it. ”

The echo voice reached the king's ears, and a young man with black hair and black eyes walked in.