Chapter 477
Mrs. Mantilati had a bitter face: "You know everything?" β
Nock nodded, "Got it." β
Mrs. Mantilati opened her mouth, and finally turned into a sigh: "Alas~ Since you know my identity, why are you willing to let me get close to you." β
Nock propped his head with his right hand and tilted his head to look at Mantilati: "It was only after I came back this time that I discovered the hidden aura on your body. After all, I've been alone with a witch for seven years, and I'm most sensitive to the breath of witches. When we mingle together, no matter how much you hide, you can't hide the witch smell in you.
At least I didn't expect that the woman who had always been kind to me would be my enemy. I don't understand, it stands to reason, you already know who I am, why do you even get close to me. Are you trying to take advantage of me? Buy me?
But I've been missing for ten years, and now I'm a thorn in the church, and I'm curious about how you still come up.
I thought that you Witch League wanted me to betray the church and come to you. But for so many days, you didn't mean to win me over at all, but more indulged in our pleasures.
You've even shared your own sources with me, what the hell do you want to do? β
Mrs. Mantilati covered her heart and asked with a lonely look in her eyes: "If I say that I have only love for you and no malice, do you believe it?" β
Nock looked at the honest woman in front of him seriously, thinking back to all the things between himself and her, it seemed that the relationship between men and women was very pure, and there was no conflict of interest.
But the other party is a witch, the most deceitful witch, and Nock doesn't think the other party's words are worth his trust.
Even the woman who had borne him children for seven years was deceiving him and trying to kill him.
Why should he trust a woman who only applauds love.
And this woman is still the witch he hates the most!
If it weren't for the fact that she had helped herself many times, he would have shot this woman's head with one shot when he was "popping" just now.
So, Nock said, "I don't believe it. This sentence came from the mouth of another woman, and I might consider its credibility. But from the mouths of you witches, I feel like you're insulting each other's intelligence. The Holy Church and the League of Witches are inextricable enemies.
Although I am not in harmony with the Holy Court, I am still a member of the Holy Church and a believer in the Holy Lord. Still a sworn enemy of witches.
For the sake of the past, you can leave. I'm not going to do anything to you.
But after tonight, if you dare to appear in front of me, don't blame me for being rude.
Because I am the Bishop of Reims Cathedral and the head of the Abbey of Our Lady! β
When Nock said the last word, a bright aura welled up from his body.
Stimulated by the aura of light, the witch power on Mrs. Mantilati's body was also stimulated, and it directly gushed out and wrapped around Mrs. Mantilati.
Lady Mantilati looked at the cold and unforgiving Nock, her eyes full of sadness, but her face pretended to be strong.
"Good, good. As the youngest bishop in history, since you have seen through my disguise, we will meet later. β
Madame Mantilati knew that no matter how much she explained, it would be useless to stay, not to mention whether Nock would do it to herself, and the others who came would definitely do it to herself.
If they see themselves and Nock standing naked, I'm afraid that Nock will never recover.
Even if the man didn't want to believe in herself, she couldn't let him get hurt.
Mantilati picked up the clothes on the ground, didn't put them on, and held them directly in his arms. The power of the witches around him rolled up on his body and turned into a long black dress.
"My code name is Madame, the Witch of Desire, you remember."
Throwing this sentence at Nock, Mantilati turned into a black whirlwind and flew out of the window, leaving Notre Dame.
Nock looked at the vanished Mantilati with a sense of loss.
"Damn! Why! Why are you all lying to me! β
Nock slammed his hand on the table in a rage, punch after punch, and smashed the sturdy oak table with brute force.
There was the sound of footsteps outside the door, and many people were rushing this way.
Nock frowned, and roared angrily at the gate: "Don't bother me, get out of hereββ! β
The crowd who had been about to arrive at Nock's door stopped and looked at each other when they heard this roar.
Rena thought of something and quickly explained, "I think the teacher has had another attack." He has recently contracted a strange disease, and he is easily irritable and angry. We can't find a reason for this. It's a pity that Milady hasn't come back yet, and I don't know if she's found a solution. β
Hearing Rena's explanation, everyone remembered what they had been reminded of by Rena on the day they arrived at Notre-Dame.
"I originally thought it was just you worrying, it seems that Brother Nock's condition is very serious." Lillian looked worriedly at the locked wooden door.
The people who left could vaguely hear the suppressed roar of Nock behind the door.
"Why! Why! Lie to me, lie to me! You all deserve to die! Damn it! β
Nock's eyes were red, and there were a few strands of black in his eyes.
The whole person exuded a strong murderous aura.
Mantilati, who had returned to his base, sat in the hall of the room with a gloomy face.
There was dim candlelight all around, which made her whole person look very depressed.
"Someone!"
"The subordinates are here!" A subordinate walked in from the door of the hall and knelt directly in the doorway.
"Inform all the forces under my command and keep a close eye on movements in the south. If you find a church army passing by, find a way to assassinate them for me, I don't care if you poison or assassinate, set fire to it or flood it. I want them all to die on the way to the royal city!" Understood, no! β
"Yes! Master! β
The subordinates dare not say much, no matter how outrageous the task assigned by the master is, whether it is possible to complete it or not, as a subordinate, do not question it. Just do it.
"That's right." Mantilati remembered one more thing, and continued to command: "Send a message to all the alliance killers with code names in the vicinity, and let them all gather outside the royal city tomorrow morning to hide, and find an opportunity to sneak attack the master from the Holy Court." The enemies are mainly the 'Silver Wings' Knights, each of whom is a Saint-Rank master, so let them not startle the snake and find a way to kill them with one blow. β
"The subordinates obeyed. Is there anything else the master commands? β
Mantilati waved his hand expressionlessly, signaling his subordinates to leave, and then the subordinate got up and turned his head to leave, and went to convey Mantilati's order.
Mantilati didn't stay in the living room for long, and went back to her room.
Back in the room, she locked the door, took off her disguise, and threw herself on her boat, burying her head in pain like a lovelorn little girl.
Her heart hurts, she is misunderstood by Nock that she has ulterior motives, she is so painful.
It stands to reason that she is a witch who specializes in playing with men's bodies, and she is not a little girl who is just starting to fall in love, even if she falls out of love, she can't be so painful.
But at the thought of Nock turning his face against him, Mantilati's heart throbbed, as if the whole person had lost his soul.
She buried her head under the covers, her mind full of Nock Lane's voice and smile, and his hot body and fiery passion.
Unbeknownst to Mantilati, the more painful and painful she was, the more black patterns appeared on her back.
The mysterious pattern forms a strange pattern, which is a witch kneeling under a cross.
However, the grief-stricken Mantilati had no idea that mysterious patterns and patterns appeared on her back.
I didn't know that I had a love spell with Nock.
Fortunately, Nock's side is fine, he was just angry when he first had a seizure, and if he calms down, he is no different from ordinary people.
But Mantilati couldn't suppress his love for Nock, and cried all night alone, crying directly to the point that he was almost dehydrated.
The next day, when the maid was about to serve Mantilati and got up, Mantilati was lying naked on the wet bed, and the whole person was weak. Frightened, the maid hurriedly went to find someone to help.
At the end of the spell, the patterns and patterns on Mantilati's back were hidden, unnoticed by the maid.
The situation fell into an eerie calm.
Notre Dame, Nock, who had vented all night, attracted all his subordinates with black circles.
"Ladies and gentlemen, there is bad news. Just last night, the secret team sent by the Holy Court to crusade against us has entered the kingdom. I reckon they will reach the royal city by morning or noon. β
Nock sat on the stage and told everyone in the audience the latest news.
"How many people are coming, and what is the strength?" Leo asks the key.
Nock didn't hide it either: "Leading the team is Lexa, the head of the Dragon Knights, accompanied by all the members of the Dragon Knights' 'Silver Wings', as well as three presiding judges of the Inquisition, and twenty priests. Among them, the eight dragon knights and Lexa are all Holy Ranks. β
As soon as this answer came out, there was a commotion in the audience.
The people sitting in the audience now are not only Leo and others close to Nock.
There are also the nobles of the kingdom he subdued, as well as some adventurers who have taken refuge in Nok.
After all, Nock was resolute before, and there are still many people who are willing to take a risk.
If you succeed, you will make steady progress, and if you lose, you will lose.
These people have long been mentally prepared, but when they heard that there was such a huge disparity in the strength of the enemy and us, they still felt inexplicable panic in their hearts.
"Calm down!" Nock shouted at the rioting crowd.
"What are you afraid of, this bishop alone can stop Lexa and half of the dragon knights. All you have to deal with are a handful of dragon knights and the twenty-three men of the Inquisition. β
It's just a good sentence, if it weren't for the ruthlessness of Nock killing King Louis and Richelieu that day, the nobles present would have jumped up and pointed at Nock's nose and scolded his mother.
That's a couple of Saints!
All the families present together can't make up a single holy rank, what to fight!
Leo smiled bitterly in his heart, stood up and said, "If I don't win, I can hold back the two Holy Steps." β
Everyone's eyes lit up, but they didn't expect that there was such a master hidden by Nock's side.
But even so, there are still not enough people.
There is no shortage of gold-level masters, but the twenty-three who came out of the inquisition are definitely not mediocre hands.
Even those three presiding judges could be of the holy rank.
In this way, the battle was already lost before it was fought.
Just when everyone was discouraged, Nock looked at Lillian and asked, "Lillian, how many Holy Orders can that guard by your side stop?" β
Lilian smiled slightly: "Sure enough, I can't hide it from Brother Nock." Stand up and answer yourself, Augustus. β
The man who had been standing behind Lillian, dressed as a guard, stepped forward.
"Yes, miss."