"Alright, rest early, don't keep thinking about that story space" The carriage stopped steadily outside Mick's house, and Mick got out of the carriage amid Aubrey's goodbye.

The two talked a lot along the way, and at the same time, the two formed a formal alliance in the space.

Watch as Aubrey's carriage fades away at the end of the street.

"Captain, the Governor has left, let's go back and rest," Adjutant Lunsha reminded.

"You go and make arrangements in the evening, and tomorrow morning the lord will ask the knights to follow and go to the Misty Forest to investigate. At night, on the way back and forth, more patrol personnel were deployed to prevent outsiders from wandering. Now that winter is here, there's no guarantee what will happen. Mick whispered in Lunza's ear.

I saw that the white mist continued to emanate from Mick's mouth, then slowly rose, and finally disappeared into nothingness.

Lunsha did not leave immediately after the explanation, but also reminded in a low voice, "Mr. Duncan said that he would come back to visit the head of the regiment in the evening, and let me give the head of the regiment."

"Okay, I see, you go and take care of this. If the lord has any negligence, it will be fatal!" Mick patted Lunsha before walking towards the house.

Not long after Mick sat down in the house, there was a knock on the door.

"Commander, Priest Duncan has arrived" The attendant standing in the room also hurriedly reminded Mick, who was napping at this time.

For Priest Duncan, although Mick is extremely disdainful of him, he must still have the least respect. Therefore, there is nothing to hesitate to open the door yourself to greet you.

Reporters tend to do so in advance, so when Mick opened the door to greet Duncan, his carriage just happened to stop outside the door.

The curtain of the carriage was lifted, and the paint revealed a puff of heat, and Officer Duncan stooped out of it.

"Officer Duncan really enjoyed it, it was still so warm in this carriage, I could feel the heat in the carriage from so far away"

"Captain Mick, laughing at it, if Captain Mick needs it, I'll give you one?" Seeing that Duncan was about to get out of the car, the groom hurriedly pulled out a small stool from the side, so that Duncan could step on the stool and then land on the ground.

"I've been in the wind and rain, and I've already adapted to the weather. I'm afraid that I'll enjoy this thing, so I only know how to enjoy it all day long, and I don't know how to get in" Mick didn't care about Duncan's face at all, and went straight into the house after speaking. Although he said that he was not afraid of the cold, he still felt extremely unhappy when he was standing outside the house blowing the cold wind and pulling calves with this guy.

I don't know if Duncan didn't intend to say anything in the first place, or if he stopped talking about it when he saw Mick like this. He didn't care at all about Mick's performance, nor did he care that no one had stepped forward to direct his groom to where the carriage should stop.

Reflexively reminded Dawg, "You go and wait for me outside the street," and then, without a single attendant, he followed Mick straight into the house.

The fire in the house was also blazing, and Duncan traveled the whole way, but he did not receive any cold invasion.

"I don't know why Priest Duncan came to visit on this cold day? Could it be that he wants to go back to Naibao's shop, or is he pleading for that person?"

"I'm here for the sake of Captain Mick, and with the help of my knights from the Cult of Arthurs, we've helped catch some of the fugitives who had been making trouble a few days ago," Duncan chose a chair far away from the stove, with the armrests backing up.

"Are these people still alive?"

"I'm sorry that these people tried to resist and were finally killed on the spot by our church knights, so they are all corpses" Duncan took a sip of the hot drink handed over by the attendants.

"Then the families of these people, Priest Duncan has taken care of everything?"

"Church knights follow the church for life, so there will be family worries?"

"Why should Priest Duncan pretend to be confused"

"I didn't expect that Captain Mike still has such good tea here, not bad. Duncan complimented him twice, then put the drinking utensils aside, stood up and walked towards Mick, and said as he went, "This is just a small matter, and the more important thing I am here for is related to Captain Mick, and it is related to the future of the head of the group, to send Captain Mick a great creation."

"Are you asking me to join the Cult of Arthurs, or will I become a lifelong slave of the Church Knight?" Mick glanced at Duncan, then picked out the fire and burned even brighter. It seems that Duncan is born with a chill, a chill that freezes through the bones.

"Captain Mick is so clever that he thinks of me. But I don't agree with the latter idea. The knight of the church dedicates his life to the gods, and he worships them. What could a single church restrain him, and for such a person, religion is the best place for him," Duncan said with a holy expression, a slow and formal voice, as if he was a missionary.

"Don't pretend to be a ghost in front of me, I'm not interested in joining the Cult of Arthur," Mick rolled his eyes.

"It's not easy for Captain Mick's strength to improve until now, I think if there is someone to guide me on the road behind, wouldn't it be better to go?" Duncan didn't care about Mick's refusal just now.

"I have my own way to go," Mick thought of space, and when he saw Duncan's suddenness, he directly refused.

"However, as far as I know, Captain Mick seems to be quite interested in the Cult of Arthur," Duncan said, "The little priest who died a few days ago, I heard that Captain Mick has been in contact with him quite frequently. ”

"It's not a big deal to know one or two once in a while."

But before he died, the little priest claimed to have seen the true gods, but in the end he died without saying anything. ”

"Oh, what a shame"

Duncan saw that Mick looked like a dead pig was not afraid of boiling water, and directly continued, "Could it be that Master Mick joined some unknown church with this little priest? If it is a normal small church, forget it, what kind of cult is it?" Duncan said and couldn't help but squint his eyes, staring at the back of Mick's head.

"You think too much, I come into contact with so many people every day, it is possible that everyone's death has something to do with me. And what church, crazy little priest, I think yours are looking for problems from yourself. You Arthur gods have not managed themselves well, why don't you take these little priests well, let them get started well, play some intrigues all day long, and finally let your priests go crazy and die, and now blame me?" Mick also put on a dead and denied attitude.