On the west side of the Victory Palace, the old rooster shop.

The tender green creeper vines spread out wantonly on the verandah, and small new leaves have grown, lining this verandah with new green. It's just that at night, although there are lights, I can't see what these creepers look like. Sitting in the verandah, the wind is blowing all around, and you can vaguely hear the crisp sound of the creeper's leaves as they grow.

It is not in the banquet hall of the Victory Palace for entertaining VIPs, let alone the emperor's private dining room, but in the old rooster shop!

It is not only the old rooster shop, but also the coolest and coolest verandah in the old rooster shop! This kind of place is extremely pleasant to hold a drinking party in the summer night, but in the cold winter has just passed, the spring breeze is still cold like a small knife to stab people in the season to feast here, a little bit of a deliberate tossing people's taste.

His Majesty, the emperor of the empire, set up a banquet on the verandah of a lakeside in the old rooster shop to entertain Cardinal Tulu, the cardinal of the church, who rarely left the Cathedral of Shenghui once. Facing the big lake, the wind blew and blew cold, and if you change a weaker body, you may be blown to death by the wind.

The emperor doesn't care about this bit of wind, he has a strong fighting spirit, and his body is no different from an orc, and the cold wind in winter won't let him sneeze, let alone the little wind in front of him.

Carrying a fresh oyster from Dunrk Harbor, the Emperor slowly squeezed some fresh lemonade from the cellar on the oyster, and poured the cold raw oyster into his mouth with great enjoyment. The slippery oysters were still slowly squirming in his mouth, and the special taste of freshness made the emperor take a deep breath.

"Look. What a fresh oyster, look at the tender whiskers. And this wriggling oyster meat, it's so delicious!" The Emperor graciously pried open an oyster with a pure gold knife, and smiled and stuffed it into the hand of Archbishop Tulou, who was sitting beside him.

Archbishop Tulu's face turned green, and he stared at the emperor deadly, cursing this damn savage emperor countless times!

The archbishop was about the same age as the Emperor, and perhaps even a few years younger than the Emperor. But the archbishop has been practicing the church's divine art since he was a child, which is a pure spiritual cultivation, and his ** is very weak, even much weaker than ordinary old people of the same age.

On weekdays, Tulou is pampered at the Cathedral of the Holy Grace. At this time of day, he should be sitting in his warm bedchamber. Surrounded by brocade, enjoy the fragrant veal brought to him by the delicate priestesses, and drink a warm gin. After he had eaten and drunk, he could pray a prayer before the gods in the company of several priestesses, and then he could bathe and change his clothes and fall asleep in the company of the beautiful priestess.

But now, damn the emperor. He actually pulled him to sit on the edge of the lake where the wind was howling. Eat fresh oysters in the cold wind!Bastard, bastard, raw oysters are a good thing. It tastes good, and it has an extremely wonderful strengthening effect, which is very attractive to men, even an old man like Archbishop Tulou.

But this thing is cold in nature, and he eats this cold raw oyster in the cold wind! As soon as he had eaten two, Archbishop Tulou felt a chill in his stomach, his intestines were pumped into a ball, and every pore of his body was chilling.

But His Majesty the Emperor was so enthusiastic that he personally pried open the oyster, personally squeezed lemon juice on the oyster, and personally placed the oyster in Tulu's mouth. After all, this is the emperor of the Gallic Empire, the largest power in the Western continent, and he panders to himself like a servant, and if he doesn't eat, it is really too disrespectful and rude!

Archbishop Tulu, shivering from the cold, took a deep breath, and with the humble and deferential smile of a clergyman, he took the oyster handed by the emperor, and then sucked it clean with a frown.

"You've got a good stomach. The emperor applauded excitedly: "You really have a good stomach." Of course, people of our age should have a good appetite, otherwise how could we have a good body?"

The Emperor sighed deeply, and he unbuttoned his coat and let the wind blow on his chest. He took an oyster out of the ice bucket, quickly pried it open and swallowed it, and then he pried open another oyster for Archbishop Tulou.

Several ministers of civil and military affairs of the empire and two cardinal archbishops of the church stood far away in the corner of the verandah, and they watched blankly as the emperor and the archbishop continued to eat the oysters that had just been sent from Dunerke! For insurance, these oysters were all chilled with ice cubes, and although the oysters were still alive, the oyster meat was cold!

It doesn't matter if the emperor eats this thing, he has the same appetite as the monster.

But Archbishop Tulou, hell, if he didn't use his magic, how could he stand this with a body similar to that of an ordinary old man? But seeing that the emperor kept stuffing raw oysters into his mouth one after another, the two cardinals closed their eyes in grief and indignation.

"Tulu, we're old friends too! When I led the army to attack the werewolf's Fangs, you brought the group of little ladies from the Temple of Life to reinforce me! Hmm, do you remember when we were younger, peeking at those little ladies changing clothes?"

The emperor grinned and pulled the friendship, and Archbishop Tulu's face suddenly darkened, and he quickly turned his head and glared at the two cardinals more than ten meters away. The two cardinals had already retreated with interest, and they didn't dare to hear a word of these things that the emperor said.

"Well, hahaha!" Archbishop Toulu snorted in embarrassment, this damned St. Louis XIII!

"We are old friends! Old friends who have been together since the land war for half a year! Later, I inherited the throne of my father, and you became the cardinal cardinal of the Gallic Empire, I am so happy, I am so happy!"

"But, if your church has any action in the future, you still have to inform me in advance! If there is an emperor ** team to cooperate with your actions today, how can there be such a big mess? You see, you see, your Punishment Knights have died so many people, hehehe, it really hurts my heart! They are all sturdy and good young men!"

The emperor smiled a few times, and then wiped the corners of his eyes with a fake smile.

Tulou's face turned pitch black, he squinted at the Emperor, exhaled heavily, and then poured a raw oyster into his stomach with a gritted tooth. Damn the emperor, this guy actually said that the stars are shining tonight, invite him to enjoy the lake view, and wait for the news that Lin Qi was captured alive by the way!

But here after a belly of wind and a dozen cold raw oysters, what about Lin Qi? Where is Lin Qi?

The wolf bèi burped with a fishy taste, and Tulu touched his cold belly and asked embarrassedly, "Your Majesty, I really can't eat it." Excuse me, where is Lin Qi? It's been so long, and you've dispatched so many people, you should have found him, right?"

The corners of the Emperor's mouth twitched, and he looked at Tulu with a smile and sighed softly: "But, Berelli is a big city! A big city with a population of millions, it's not easy to find a person! We need time, don't we?"

With a soft sigh, the Emperor slowly cut an oyster in half with the pure gold knife in his hand—along with the oyster flesh and the thick oyster shell. He said softly: "The church has dispatched the headquarters of the Punishment Knights, how dare I not try my best to find Lin Qi?

The oyster, which had been cut into two pieces, was placed in front of Tulu, and the emperor stared at Tulu coldly: "We are good friends, old friends, so I invite you to eat delicious oysters today! Such fresh oysters are extremely difficult to eat elsewhere! Come, eat another piece!"

Tulu looked at the oyster in front of him that was cut into two pieces, and a burst of evil fire came out of his heart, he stared at the emperor deadly, and waved his hand slowly: "I can't eat it, it's really enough." I'm just waiting to catch the news of Lin Qi, and I'm going back to the Holy Radiance Cathedral!"

The Emperor stared at Tulu deadly, and he said word by word: "Even if the three great popes of the Pope Hall are here, you will have to eat this bucket of oysters." We're still good friends, we're still old friends!"

Tulou raised his head and stared at the Emperor as their gazes collided with each other, as if a spark was faintly erupting.

"As for that?" Tulu gritted his teeth and snorted coldly, he just sent the Punishment Knights to arrest an insignificant little person, is the Emperor so angry? Of course, the Punishment Knights are a little more violent, but the Punishment Knights have killed and injured thousands of people, and the church is the victim!

"So, what about the next time I send the Earth Dragon Knights to the Holy Mountain to arrest people? I remember that three years ago, a certain god descendant of the Punishment Temple seemed to have violated a twelve-year-old girl in Berotus, and I helped you suppress this case!" The Emperor stared at Tulu deadly: "If you allow my Earth Dragon Knights to arrest a pervert who violated a twelve-year-old girl, of course I can tolerate the Punishment Knights arresting people at will in my imperial capital!"

Tulu stood up violently, and he shouted, "This is the supreme divine right given to us by the gods! We have the right to arrest, judge, and execute a heretic!"

At this moment, Harvey, the Grand Governor of the Imperial Court, hurriedly ran over, and he leaned into the Emperor's ear and muttered a few words in a low voice.

The Emperor's already unsightly face suddenly turned iron-blue, and he jumped to his feet, kicking Tulu in the stomach.

Tulu howled miserably, was kicked by the emperor and flew more than 20 meters away, and plunged into the lake.

The Emperor pointed to Tulu, who was fluttering in the lake, and roared hoarsely: "I'm your mother! Isn't it a religious war? I'm fighting with your church! Isn't it a religious war? Someone, give an order, transfer back all the armies of the Norman battle fortress to defend against the alien races on the five islands! Religious war, damn religious war! Launch a national war mobilization order! I'm fed up with these damned gods!"

There were a few 'knocks', and several imperial generals standing at the corner of the verandah raised their fists and beat the two cardinals to the point that their noses were blue and their faces were swollen. (To be continued)