In fact, Sid felt that his own son was not Loren at the first time, otherwise he would have helped him kill Asquesan in Bandera City, or if he was really Loren, it would be impossible for Asquesan and the black-robed man to live in that endgame at that time.

It's a pity that the specific details of that battle are known only to a few of them.

In the opinion of Agnero, the Holy Son of Annihilation, if Loren is actually secretly manipulating, two to one can still make the Catholic Church run away, but it becomes more reasonable.

It can only be said that Asquesan could not tell Anello that he was a cardinal who almost lost his life because of the explosion of the Son of Deception, and that he would expose his equally weak state and cause the murderous intent of the Son of Silence.

"Whoa."

Ranch lifted the cat boss and told him to take out the [Fake Slate-Wind] to show Sid.

With a sad face, the cat boss took out the white card that dragged his cat into the abyss.

"You're so versatile."

Sid took this [Fake Slate-Wind] and looked at it, and couldn't help but sigh at its magic, it was the first time she had heard that someone had pirated the [Original Slate].

As a slate holder, she knows how incredible this kind of forgery is.

"And what's your relationship with Loren?"

Sid handed the [Fake Slate-Wind] to the head of the cat who could only cry, gently touched the little black cat's head, and then looked at Lanchi and asked.

She had now roughly understood that the true origin of her Holy Son was actually a visitor from the Southern Continent.

No wonder he has been in the North Continent for so many years, and he can not be famous.

The more she got along, the more she felt that her Holy Son could be more than that, and she shouldn't be unknown for so long.

So a new problem arises, if you want to make this [Fake Slate-Wind], you must have observed the original [Primordial Slate-Wind], and even its raw materials must come from [Primordial Slate-Wind], which means that her holy son has definitely seen Loren and has been approved by Loren.

"Teacher and friend."

Lanch replied with a calm smile, whenever he thought of Dean Loren, he missed him very much.

“？”

Boss Cat doesn't know if the "division" Lanch refers to Loren or himself.

"In addition, I am not from the Goddess of Fate Church, and I have not officially joined any church forces before becoming your Holy Son."

Ranch spread his hands and added.

"I believe you."

Sid bowed his head and looked at Ranch.

This experience of sharing hardships and hardships is the best commitment between them.

"Then you want to pirate my [Primordial Slate-Foundation]?"

She thought for a moment and asked suddenly.

It stands to reason that what the demon craftsmen are most eager for is to observe all kinds of primordial stone slabs, and her stone slab is definitely an unobservable existence for the people of the Southern Continent.

If the scholars of the Southern Continent knew that anyone had observed the [Primordial Stone Slab-Foundation], it would definitely cause a sensation.

"All right, your primordial stone slab is the most useless."

Ranch replied indifferently.

Anyway, it's useless to observe now, and she has to wait for the poet to come back before she can cooperate with her to make fake slates, she doesn't have her own carving ability, and she doesn't have her magic skills.

“…… I'll beat you. ”

Sid raised his fist and shook it, really angry.

But she couldn't hit Ranchi as hard as she said.

"Do you want to see if I agree to show it to you, after all, I've never let anyone else see it."

She sneered and turned her head sideways.

"Hmm."

Ranch nodded.

"Didn't you hear, I said I didn't agree to show you."

Sid looked at Ranch again, emphasizing her words.

"I hear you."

Ranch replied as a matter of course.

"Please. I obviously want you to work hard, don't you see? ”

“…… Then please show me the [Primordial Slab - Foundation]. ”

“……”

Listening to Lanch's reluctant attitude of reading the lines, like a drama actor with poor acting skills, West Germany was silent for a long time.

"Don't want to look at my slate."

She was so angry that she sighed regretfully.

After thinking about it, he laughed angrily again.

However, in any case, now is not the time to look at the slate, they are only temporarily out of the crisis.

"What are you going to do with Anello next time?"

Sid raised his elbow and touched Lanch and asked.

The same trick couldn't scare Anello off twice, and she didn't know how Ranchi would face the more difficult and angry Son of Silence the next time he faced the Son of Annihilation.

And not only that, the most difficult level at the moment is the Box Mountain Province guarded by the main force of the Silent Branch.

"It's all over."

Lan Qi smiled lightly and took out his sixth-order spell card [Ultra-Remote Communication Magic] from Boss Cat.

This distance can already be linked to the city-states of the province of Snowfield.

He contacted the independent terminal of the Governor's Office of the Snowfields Province, and soon the secretary of the Snowfields Province connected him.

"I'm Rocky McCarthy, let me transfer to Viscount Levine Chesston."

He held the communication card to his chin and said as if he were holding a walkie-talkie.

"Yes, Lord Governor, please wait."

There was no need to hear Lanki's voice, and when he noticed that it was the Governor's [Ultra Remote Communication Magic] number calling, the other party was extremely respectful.

It wasn't long before his communications were connected to the Lord's Mansion in Czeston City after a transfer within the province.

"Your Excellency the Governor, are you back? Is there any instruction that we need to complete? ”

The calm voice of a middle-aged man came from the other side.

As the powerhouse of Chingston City, Viscount Levine Czeston already possesses [ultra-long-range communication magic], he is full of peace of mind about the safe return of the Governor from the north, and as Char's father-in-law, he has always been deeply grateful to the Governor.

"Well, I do need your help."

Ranch agreed,

"I'm hunting down a powerful Spectre who will probably be able to escape into the Snowfield Province by noon, he has three characteristics: first, he and Professor Metch are all the way, and he will lie that he is a high-ranking member of the Silent Branch, with all kinds of perfectly forged seals and various Imperial Army documents; Second, he suffers from mental disorder and will claim that the Great Priest Loren has come to the Northern Continent, regardless of whether he says that he has unlocked the permission or not, you must not give him the communication terminal of the city-state; Thirdly, he is frightened and manic, extremely aggressive, and in dire need of composure and healing, please help me set a trap and capture him in the city. ”

"Understood, the damn Ghost Party still dares to do the same trick to deceive us in the Snow Plains Province, right? We've done a good job of drills a long time ago! ”

Viscount Chingston gritted his teeth with anger in his voice, like he couldn't wait to set a net to hunt down this damn ghost.

The corners of his eyes twitched when he heard the West Germany on Lanch's side!

She could already imagine what Anello would be toying with to doubt life and the world next!

Sure enough, I didn't misunderstand this guy!

Tomorrow, I will do my best to finish writing this plot.,Yesterday's 8000 words were finished and I basically didn't sleep for a few hours.,People are dying.

(End of chapter)