"Tell me, then, what that 'Lord Earl Dag Steyer' is. It's really strange that there is a high-ranking nobleman like the Earl here in Banky. No. 3 scissors. Kylelius was conducting the surgical experiments while asking for information about Sister Paris, who was stationed here. The blonde hair was accompanied by the candlelight on the operating table, which looked brilliant and somewhat incongruous.

It's no wonder that Kylelius asked, and Banki's location was awkward, even though it claimed to be a paradise for adventurers and merchants. But for the powerful and high-ranking nobles, this place is bordered by vast forests and the borders of the kingdom, and it is completely a place where there is no way to retreat.

For the aristocracy, there were only two conditions, either to go to the border fortress of 'Cyprus' to lead the army, gain military merits, and develop in the army, or to retreat to the hinterland of the kingdom "Bandeva" province and live a comfortable and luxurious aristocratic life.

By the way, the province of "Bandeva" was a fief of the family of the Dukes of Eaglestrom, and the regional capital was the city of Tekisa.

Bangui is not a relatively good choice, except for administrative and military personnel who are assigned here as officials, and Viscount Rick Luxembourg is a representative of this type.

"My lord, reply to your words. Paris began to narrate as she turned to look for tools.

"This 'Earl of Steye' is the seventh generation of the Dyer family, the third earl. He is 49 years old this year, a ninth-level knight, and a knighthood inherited by military merit. In his early years, he served in the southern border troops, with the highest rank as wing commander and deputy brigade commander, and retired from the army after inheriting the title and fief ten years ago. ”

"By the way, the fief of the Stelle family is now located west of Banky, on the other side of the 'Zusa' river, in a city called 'Steipei'. ”

"He had an older brother, but his whereabouts were unknown twenty years ago. He has two younger brothers, but now they are both serving on the southern border, earning military merits and fighting for the title. There is also a younger sister, who is a magician, and the specific level is unknown. There are two sons and two daughters, the eldest son administers the territory in the county, the second son studies in the capital aristocratic school to study knighthood and art, and both counts are unmarried, by the way, the second daughter of the earl should be exactly sixteen years old this year. ”

"The county also has several magicians, the highest of which is a ninth-level magician named Gala Tasserre. There is also a team of 800 elite guards, led by a tenth-level shield warrior, Rouse Diarra. ”

Paris counted Dag Stale's biographies, life, and family makeup, while her scarlet eyes cut through the dim light, clearly observing Father Kellius' every move.

"I see, as a martial aristocrat who started with military merits, he is naturally not afraid of approaching the border, and the original fief is here, and he can't just leave, after all, leaving the fief for a long time without permission will be deprived of the title and title. Kylelius had been buried in the wild elf girl on the operating table, not raising his head once, and talking to himself. The handsome and angular face was full of concentration at this time.

"But what did he ask me for? What is the purpose of this banquet? Inject the liquid from the No. 6 test tube into the No. 5 syringe, and fix it with the No. 5 needle holder, and give it to me. "Kellius seemed to ask Paris, as if to ask himself, and Zuihou was another order to the nun.

The Third Count of Stair, a high-ranking nobleman who was a natural ally of the Church of Titar, had never been to or sent to this remote church in Banji.

Even if the count's family, like most other nobles, believed in the Titar bixia, they would never invite a young country priest to a party. It is also the seat of the county - the city of Stepey - where the cardinal is to be appointed, or the bishop of Cyprus, or even a clergy of a higher rank.

"Father, I don't think there is much meaning to this feast. I remember that to-morrow was the sixteenth birthday of Miss Lizia Steyer, the second daughter of Her Excellency Earl Steyle, and I thought it might have been just a birthday party. Or add to this the purpose of choosing a husband for the two Countesses, the Earl's eldest daughter, His Excellency Sir Madeleine Stelle, who is nineteen years old and still unmarried. ”

Paris casually expressed her guess as she sorted out the tools as the priest had asked. Kylelius did not comment on this speculation, and Paris obviously did not have the intention of continuing, obviously neither of them agreed with this judgment, but at this time the two did not know that in fact, this seemingly absurd speculation was infinitely close to the truth of the facts.

"Hah! In such a situation that is about to erupt, he dares to hold such a party. Shall he be bold, or is he stupid and ignorant?" said Kyrlius, chuckling, but the meaning of the laughter was not sure whether it was admiration or ridicule.

Kylelius took the preparation tool and slowly injected the unknown liquid in the syringe into the wild elf girl's body.

"Ah~~~Ahh Even the warlock girl, who had been suffering for a long time, couldn't help but let out an irrepressible scream at this time.

The empty room echoed with the maiden's incomprehensible murmurs of pain, and the miserable screams of the hearer.

The priest and nun stood silently, ignoring the terrible voices, and just stood and watched as if nothing had happened before them. In the years that Kellius had been a magician, he had seen these or similar scenes almost every day, and even in recent years he had personally participated in them, which had become commonplace.

However, Paris's performance was a little unexpected by Kyleus, you must know that she has only slowly begun to participate in Kyleus's 'teaching course' in the last few days, and she has adapted to this level so quickly, which really makes Kyleus, who has also experienced this kind of adaptation process, a little surprised, and even a little admired.

However, when Kyrlius turned his head to look, he discovered the truth. When the nun stared directly at the girl who was on the verge of collapse at this time, the nervous look in her eyes and the pair of knees that couldn't help but tremble slightly, did not hesitate to betray her heart, in fact, the nun was not as calm as she appeared on the surface.

In this way, the minutes and seconds passed, and I don't know how long it took, and the girl's screams gradually decreased, until the room was completely silent.

Only the mechanical pendulum hanging from the empty wall still makes the sound of "tick-tock" gears.

"Paris, you watch here, the next hour is the lull, if anything calls me, use the red button on the wall over there. I'm out for a bit, we've got guests coming. Kylelius instructed Paris to take some precautions, then took off the white coat with some fresh blood on it, and walked out slowly.

Paris closed her eyes and sensed it, but she didn't feel anything, and although she was puzzled, she nodded respectfully, and turned her gaze back to the wild elf on the operating table.

'My perception range is fifty meters, it has extended to the outside of the church, and I don't feel anyone coming, the priest, this magician, has a perception range farther than me, is it the magic of the prophecy faction?'