Chapter 238: The Purpose of the Red Robe (I)

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Then the priest spent an afternoon on the boat, accompanied by Mera and the others, and although it was nothing new, Kylelius still enjoyed it.

And the young women and maidens who had not seen Kyleus, who had not seen her, who had not received nourishment, even though they had endured the strength of Kylelius yesterday and morning, were very resilient in this respect.

So Kylelius took advantage of the fact that others were not paying attention, and the two most important women of the Debig family, in the pride of the Debig family, the Debich did all kinds of shameful things.

The cabins, decks, lookouts, sailors' bedrooms, and captain's quarters all left all sorts of bodily fluids for the trio. Of course, these were feats that were accomplished only after Mera had let them go, under the watchful eye of Kellius.

In the empty captain's room, Kyrlius was crouched on Mera's smooth back, swinging his waist and pounding against the body of the beautiful noblewoman.

This was already the last place to visit today, and after letting the captain leave, Kyrlius did not hesitate to tear off the thin clothes of the two Debichy, put the two women side by side on the desk, and attacked them back and forth.

“...... Yes...... That's great...... Father Priest...... ...... force" Mera's suppressed voice reached Kyleus's ears, prompting him to destroy the mature lady even harder.

It wasn't until the two peach sources behind her were already slightly reddened that she let her go and turned to attack Lis, who was honestly waiting beside her.

"What did my brother talk to you about? Lis, bearing the maddening shock, inquired about the progress of today's meeting. This is a meeting between his two most important men, and she can't afford to ignore it.

But Kyrlius's disappointed her a little.

"There's been no real progress, just ordinary conversations. Kylelius said indifferently.

"Yes......" Lisi instantly fell into a low mood.

There was nothing Kylelius could do to comfort the girl underneath, so he could only hit her body harder, intending to cover up her inner loss with other feelings.

But to no avail, as Kellius was confronted with a dead corpse, which greatly discouraged him.

It wasn't until Mera came over and patted her head gently that the girl's fragile heart was soothed and she returned to the fight.

However, until it gets dark. Kylelius took his leave and disembarked. There was little real progress between the priest and the baron.

Although Kyrlius tried it a few times, the old and spicy baron did not reveal a trace of tone at all.

On the contrary, the baron, in turn, has been courting the priest, and Kylelius almost agreed several times, but fortunately, his strong reason allowed him to stick to the bottom line. There was no response. That's it. The meeting ended with Kellius not achieving his intended goal. Not even a single piece of useful information came out.

The only gain this time is probably to confirm that the Baron intends to use Lisi to win him over, but this has no real meaning.

Three days later. It's been four days since Kylelius killed Clenon, but the cautious Kylelius barely showed any flaws.

In the past few days, he has also been training several of his subordinates, and at the same time, he has not forgotten his magic exercises.

Although the level of magic has not been improved in the past few days, Keerlius can really feel that his understanding of the magic net has improved very quickly in the past few days, and some of the places that he did not understand before have suddenly become clear.

And the Earl and others also took advantage of this time to actively prepare the author.

The Earl is reorganizing and gathering his cronies, and Rick and others are also actively communicating with the Fionardo Knights and the Shamisen Mercenary Regiment. Rick has been secretly and frequently going to the residences of Makarov and Diermod Onas these days, and as for the outcome, it is up to the person concerned to know.

In short, just as everyone was actively coping with the upcoming Armageddon, something happened that was very unfavorable for them.

At night, in the depths of the 'Zakiksas' forest, a large newly built camp was being formed by a group of people sitting around a large campfire, and it seemed that they were not afraid that the light of the night fire would attract the monsters that came out to feed at night.

Almost all of them were dressed in red robes, with intricate and mysterious tattoos carved on the top of their smooth heads, and the runes representing the essence of the enchanted faction matched the magic array on the robes to emit faint waves of magical power.

They are all a group of red-robed magicians, and their distinctive clothing reveals their identities. They were all sitting around the campfire with their eyes closed, and they all seemed to be engaged in their daily routine of meditation, as well as sorting out and adjusting the magic bits.

Usually magicians look for a calm place where no one disturbs them when they are doing this kind of work that requires a high degree of concentration. Experienced magicians know that meditating in the open air in such an unsheltered place is a very dangerous thing to do. Even a profession many lower ranks than them would be able to easily take their lives

But this group of professional magicians of the red-robed mage society did such a thing that went against common sense, and the most fundamental reason for the knights was the red-robed male with an ordinary face standing not far from them.

It was only because of his presence that these red-robed people were able to meditate with peace of mind. His existence is the best security guarantee. Because this middle-aged red-robed man who looks very ordinary is one of the highest-ranking members of the red-robed mage guild, the chief magician of the necromantic faction - Penny Sean.

As the top decision-maker of the Red Robe Mage, he is also one of the most powerful magicians in the Mage. The Great Magician, who has touched the edge of the root and stepped into the realm of the gods with half a foot, is here to protect them in meditation, and no one or creature will be able to disturb them in the eyes of all the people here.

The name of Penny Sean alone is enough to intimidate countless strong people on the continent, and the strongest person in the magician organization known for its 'extreme' is enough to become one of the people who stand at the top of the continent.

Penny Sean stood staring at the flickering bonfire not far away, wondering what he was thinking. At night, the forest blows a gust of cold and fishy night wind, blowing the surrounding branches and flowers, and the sound of "rustling~" is particularly clear in the silent night.

Penny reached out and gently stroked his windswept bangs, looking at the campfire, slightly distracted.

Penny, the head of the necromantic faction of the Order of the Red Mages, would come to this land at this time, not to warn the faith between the Shadow Church and the Order Church.

The dispute between the two churches, no matter what the outcome may be, is meaningless to the selfish red-robed people.

The purpose of the arrival of Penny and the others this time is actually very simple, so simple that anyone who pays attention to this conflict cannot believe it. (To be continued......)