A fire, lit up this restless night.

The crowd, which had been waiting for a long time, erupted in shocking cheers at this moment.

Fun people finally found their own fun at this moment.

People gathered around the campfire, singing, dancing...

There was even a smell of barbecue in the air.

pity

People don't have the same emotions, and Ludon only thinks they're noisy.

"Returned."

With a cane in one hand and a hand in the other, Ludon turned to leave.

The crowd was a little commotion at the moment, Ah Wu was still a child after all, and it was easy to get lost, and Lu Deng was too popular during this time, if something happened to him, it would be very troublesome.

Al didn't think much about it, he followed in two steps, and took Ludon's other arm very naturally, and asked casually,

"Where did this cane come from?"

"The scholar who lost to me before, I can't really take 100 big gold coins from others."

Ludon has a clear understanding of himself,

"I'm a messenger of good fortune, and I'm not a bandit, so I can't look too ugly."

The moonlight sprinkled casually on the wide streets, and the crowd behind him was still partying, but Al was immersed in another quiet world.

Walking through the ghost gate is like being reborn from a fire to Al, adding a bit of atmosphere and calmness, and a little less drilling and impetuousness.

Just like the jade stands out from the mud and stone, it has undergone the first polishing and carving, and has already taken shape.

After the three of them returned to the small building, they washed up briefly and began to rest.

Al found the kid to be very interesting, especially the way Lun treated him like a slave.

When he was at home, what Lu Deng ate, what Ah Wu ate, three meals a day, must be eaten at a fixed time.

Although Awu's clothes were simple, they were clean and tidy.

He even had a room of his own in the small building, with a bed and a few books on enlightenment...

In addition to receiving water for the wash, buying food, and cleaning the room, Awu basically did not need to work, and spent more time reciting the sacred law.

A slave, who recites the Holy Code, is more skilled than some scholars who are not knowledgeable!

If he hadn't seen it with his own eyes, Al would never have believed it!

Al is an upper-class person, and she has seen many slaves who are favored by their masters, but they are really just toys.

Awu is by no means a slave.

Al had never seen a slave treated so well.

But if Awu is Luden's illegitimate son... That's not quite right.

First, the age is not right.

Second, when Ludon returned to the Kingdom from the wasteland, he followed El's convoy and did not have Awu.

Six years ago, Ludon M. Y. Microgood, even less appeared in the state of God.

Crucially, Al is well aware of one thing.

Luden, a demon dressed in human skin, always looks harmless to humans and animals, although he has a light smile on his face.

However, if anyone offends Luden, Luden, who will be avenged, will fight back as soon as possible, so that the other party can truly do [tooth for tooth, eye for eye].

Whoever dares to turn Luden's bastard into a slave,

Al believes that the entire slave trading market in the Divine State can be closed.

If there must be words to describe Ludon's attitude towards Awu.

It's more like... What about a friend's foster child?

Moreover, looking at what Ludon did, it seems that there is a meaning of cultivating Awu as a successor?

For a moment, Al actually felt that Awu was a bit of a threat to his status.

She herself thought it was funny that she was worried about a slave?

"Knock-"

The man stood in the doorway and knocked politely twice, interrupting Al's thoughts.

"Lady Al, get some rest, you have something to do tomorrow."

With that, Ludon turned and left.

Today, in order to get the dress on Al, he is so tired that he must give his brother a vacation.

That night, Al slept soundly.

Never had such a wonderful night's sleep.

On the second day,

The morning light falls on the blonde hair, waking up the sleeping beauty.

Even if there was no maid to serve, Al got up and quickly cleaned up and went downstairs.

Today is a brand new day, and it is also the first day that her El Isa has been reborn!

On the first floor, Mr. Ludon was already sitting at the table and began to eat breakfast, and he had been very disciplined on the days when there was no dinner.

Wu stood beside Ludon and recited the sacred law, and he memorized whichever verse Ludon drawn, and he was very skillful and basically made no mistakes.

Only when all of them have their backs to each other, Awu will have breakfast.

In addition to the two of them, Xiaolou also had an uninvited guest.

A visitor wearing a strange bird mask sat in the corner, quietly waiting.

After Al came downstairs, the visitor from the Inquisition quickly got up and bowed to Al.

"Good morning, Lady Al Isa."

Looking at the Inquisition of the Evil Gods in the past, so respectful in front of him, Al had the illusion of being a world away for a while.

"Huh."

Luden, who was holding the teacup, chuckled and mocked,

"The lion hides his claws and fangs, and you let down your guard, what a deceitful woman."

Ms. Al's face immediately collapsed, and she felt like she was on her back, completely devoid of the ease and ease she had before.

She sat down on the other side of the table, looked at each other, and asked,

"Looking for me?"

The first test of the path of the Saint Descent Trials requires a thunderstorm night.

Moreover, Justice Prod also gave her seven days to prepare.

When everything is ready, the trial begins.

"About last night's accident..."

The man under the mask of the strange bird sneered,

"The man's identity has been identified..."

As he spoke, the other party reported a name.

Though Lutdon did not know the man,

However, from Al's reaction, it is not difficult to see that this person should be known to her.

If you guess further, this person should be related to the Isha family.

In other words, the person who wants to kill El is from the family behind El instead!

As a result, the investigation of the Inquisition has reached an impasse.

Al's brow furrowed, unsure of what to do next.

Usually when she is in trouble, she will subconsciously ask Mr. Ludon for help.

She even sold her soul to the other party, what else is there to be afraid of?

The most important thing is that Mr. Ludon is always available to his needs, as if any problem is not a problem in his hands.

Before Al could cast a gaze for help, Ludon said lightly,

"Anyway, you just need an excuse to investigate, does it really matter who the murderer is?"

There are murderers, and naturally there are masterminds behind the scenes.

Now that the murderer has been burned to death, the person behind it cannot be found, which also means that everyone may be behind it.

The Inquisition of Inquisition can use this reason to toss the Thirteen Saint Descendant Families well.

They won't not understand such a simple truth, it just depends on whether they are willing to do it.

Al was stunned, is this okay?

She was used to hypocrisy and politeness, but she didn't expect to be so straightforward and to the point.

A strange smile came from under the mask of the strange bird, and the other party looked at Luden, nodded and said,

"Mr. Ludon, you're an interesting person."

He saluted Al again, got up and left the building, not saying a word about the murderer.

Awu brought a plate of food to Al, and Al muttered as he ate his breakfast,

"He's more like he's coming to see you."

At this time, Luden, who had already finished breakfast, leaned back in his chair, a little bored, and muttered,

"Not even a newspaper..."

Al quickly settled his breakfast and looked at Ludon again, full of energy at the moment.

"Mr. Ludon, what are we going to do next?"

Ludon stood up, took the cane and hat from Awu, and walked out the door,

"It's time to meet Senator Knight."

If you want to complete the price of 1 meter, you must have the support of at least one patriarch!

The elders of the rest of the Saint Descent Families would definitely not support them.

The importance of Senator Knight is self-evident.

If something goes wrong with this ring, then Ludon's plan is over!

At the mention of Senator Knight, that light smile appeared on Luden's face again.

Before he could speak, Al took the lead and said,

"Whatever you're ready to bet on, I'm sure you can do it."

She'll never give away a big gold coin for nothing!

"All right, clever girl."

Lu Deng smiled helplessly and shook his head, he had learned to answer.

Half an hour later, a carriage stopped outside a manor and arrived at the appointed time to meet with Senator Knight.

The butler's voice came from behind the iron fence,

I only heard him say indifferently,

"I'm sorry, Senator Knight is very busy, and he is meeting guests, so I don't have time to meet with the two of you."