Today is an unforgettable day for everyone. Whether it is Parles Zoroaster, who left weakly, or Leonard, who is still in a daze for change, or Klein, who has a faint premonition of passing by ominously.

The two former night watchmen were far away in the dark night, and the wind brought a faint text, and if you listen carefully, it seems to be.

"Klein, have you paid your pension?"

“.”

The figure on the right didn't seem to want to speak, and sneaked away a little.

Incidentally, in order to save poor Pales' life, Agger gave him a considerable amount of blood medicine and an extraordinary item or two from the Church of the Night before they left.

Wait, how do you feel like you're losing again!

Never mind.

In short, dealing with thieves was the thing he hated most in Beckland!

With the carriage, Yager, who had returned to the water road in the Jowood district again, looked cold, and there was obvious unhappiness in his eyebrows.

His mud-stained leather boots made a dull thud on the pedals, and then quickly crossed the rose-filled garden, leaving conspicuous stains on the trail that had been carefully cleaned by his master only two days before.

Of course, this is what Green deserves.

The black-haired young man knocked on the door of No. 23 Shuiwen Road in a rather irritable and hurried manner.

"Green, I know you're there. Should you explain what Mr. Lenze said today? His smiling voice sounded clearly through the door.

It was conveyed into the ears of the monocle that opened the door.

Green pushed his glasses and gently opened the door, "Good evening, Dresser." ”

"What did you just say? Sorry I didn't hear clearly. ”

"Mr. Lenzer's statement? Ah, I'm sorry I forgot to tell you in advance. Yes, I do intend to push for some reforms in Beckland. ”

After Yager sneered and walked into the living room, Green explained hypocritically as he closed the door.

Well, in fact, he didn't even really want to pretend.

The two sat opposite each other on a sofa covered with pink blankets in the living room.

It seems that the original owner of the house was a very delicate lady with a girlish heart. The wallpaper, coffee table, and surrounding curtains are all in different shades of pink.

This fully weakened the smell of gunpowder between the two of them.

"Well, your taste is unique." Before sitting down, Yager couldn't help but comment in a trance on the pink teacup in front of him.

"Ahem, I have to remind you that this is one of the items that my grandmother left behind."

Green emphasized in a role-playing spirit.

"Yes, I'm totally convinced that you don't know anything about it." Yager nodded solemnly, but instead filled the meaning of yin and yang.

There's no way around it.

After all, today he has been rolling over in a row

It's all Amun's fault!

"Don't sell it anymore. Mr. Amon, Lenze said you have given me the task of convincing the church to support some reforms and so on, do you have any clue about that? ”

"Why am I the last to know about my mission?!"

He asked, grimacing, and pulled out one of the manuals he had obtained from the Cragg Club from his backpack and slapped it on the coffee table.

If Medici hadn't advanced a bunch of his payments in advance, including a lot of Quaternary items and knowledge, he would have torn the alliance to shreds.

The front of the manual reads:

"Join the Charity Freemasonry and we will change Beckland little by little!"

"As long as the spirit remains, we are immortal."

The Aurora Aurora will preach a reproduction of the doctrine, but it gives substantial benefits.

Outrageous, outrageous.

Looking at it again, Yager still felt chills down his spine and a little bit of trouble at the desperate words and the spirit of terror.

"Actually, I think it's pretty clear."

"You've also been to the Eastern District to investigate, and you should be able to see that the negative emotions there have piled up into a mountain, and they can easily support the evil god's descent ceremony."

"And for us who want to resurrect the Creator and prevent George III from becoming the true God, there is a perfect way to use it."

"My plan is to use the East End as a starting point, in the name of charity, to develop our supporters in Beckland, and to undermine the foundation of George III's godhood."

"Oh yes, you know that the 'Black Emperor' he wants to be is based on the law, right?"

"I know." Yager replied with a blank face.

Actually, he didn't know.

But never in front of Amun!

And the other party's words, well, seem to have some truth, but why does he always feel that something is wrong

"Wait, why should we stop George III from becoming a god?" He chewed on the conversation he had just had for a long time, and finally asked suspiciously.

Even though He does seem to be obnoxious.

"Oh?" In the dim living room, Green laughed inexplicably again, and with the dark green robe he was wearing today, he looked like a gentle professor of some prestigious college.

Of course, it's the kind that hides a knife in a smile.

He looked pleasant.

"After all, we agreed to resurrect the Creator. After discussing it with Medici, I decided that it would be more reasonable to get rid of George III and steal his preparations for godhood and transfer them to the resurrection ritual. ”

"Medici has already gone to the military port where the Kingdom of Rune is stationed for this purpose."

"With your words, you can convince the church forces for us. I heard that you have already gained the support of the Night Church, and in the future, you only need to go to the sea and the Republic of Intis to fight for the Storm Church and the Mechanical Church. ”

"You see, the Church of the Night is also very supportive of this."

Green squinted his eyes and took down a letter of appointment from the bookshelf next to the sofa, which was actually stamped with the logos of the Church of the Night, the Minsk Office, and the Count Hall!

The first sentence on the header reads:

"Mr. Dresser, because of your outstanding performance, the firm and its new leader, the Earl of Hall, have unanimously decided, after deliberation, to send you as an outstanding representative of us and the Church of the Nights to the Republic of Antis to discuss cooperation, with a New Year's sea tour for the benefit of the union."

？

The black-haired young man on the other side took the appointment letter, his eyes widened slightly in disbelief, and even the hair that fell from his forehead was slightly curled.

He received the most shocking news about this today......

You've ruined my job?!?!

No, you're sick, aren't you?

Amon!! Thou hast sinned greatly!!

Yager's expression turned grim.

Wait for me!!

Anyway, he didn't plan to work normally, and the contract was just an illusory product of guaranteed payment methods. If it's good, it's fine, but if it's not, don't blame him for breaking Amon into four pieces......

Because of Pales's words, a trip to the sea is still a bit of a possibility.

As Green went on to explain the words "common goal" and "by the way", the black-haired youth sneered, flipped his right hand, and a faint white light insect appeared in his hand, and twelve rings exuded a silver-blue color.

This time, it was Green's turn to smile.

In the living room, it was the only one that shimmered with a ghostly light.

This is an extraordinary trait of Parles Zoroaster!

This is the last trait he misses!

Because as a divider, he only has sequence three, and he also wants to avoid Benmon's attention, so he has been trying to get the final trait through traps.

And now the defense of Pales has succeeded.

It's just that the other side hit the wrong pillar.

"You don't want to see your hopes of promotion sunk into the Sunia Sea by me, or sacrificed to the goddess of the night, do you?"

Yager asked with a smirk, the characteristics of his hand fluttering in his fingertips, affecting Amon's mood.

However, this thing could not have been blinded in the first place......

"I see, I beg you to agree to this deal with us."

After a brief silence, Amon changed his story as if he were fine.

"I remember that your projection in the past was very interested in the blood of the royal family, I guess, you shouldn't have changed by now, right?"

"I can give you the address of an island. It has a collection of the Bloodlines on it. ”

"Who's the source? Let me think about it."

"Oh, Moon Apostle."

Green's black pupils looked directly at the young man in front of him.

Ulorius, who had been standing behind the sofa and pretending not to exist, suddenly looked up, his indifferent silver eyes turning, and looked at the two people who were talking in front of him.

(End of chapter)