"Is it really appropriate for us to reject Archbishop Qajar like this?" In the bumpy carriage, Vika thought about the last argument at the meeting just now, her eyebrows gradually drooped, and she looked a little worried: "Wouldn't it be too rude?" ”

"If we don't be rude, then you will be the titular initiator of Operation Mask Eradication. The wizard shook her head, and kneaded Nephes's hair wildly, and the little girl was very unhappy to hold her hair, which had been messed up by the wizard, and her body was constantly squirming, trying to get out of the wizard's arms—it was evident that the calming hand of the wizard, who was not in a good mood, was a little light or heavy.

However, when she saw the same not-so-good-looking face on the other side, she reluctantly suppressed the idea of struggling, and only tried to pull her hair together as much as she could—it took Hickel a long time to tidy it up.

The wizard touched it a few more times, but could not touch the soft hair, only Nephes's fingers, and did not care, but instead pinched the little girl's face—making her start grinning, but this time she couldn't hide it:

"Then you'll be the target of those vampires, grabbing all their attention. Penny continued: "I don't think you like that either. ”

"Yes, Penny. You don't know, that guy named Goodale took advantage of Edmont to rob Edmund when my father was sick, and robbed us of a lot of business. Vika frowned, trying to explain something, but before she could finish speaking, she suddenly sighed again and kept silent.

Although Goodale had some personal grudges with her, since she was able to get the lead of Bishop Khazar, in the face of the enemy of vampires, a little personal vendetta was not a big deal, but she was reluctant to agree with Khazar's plan, in fact, there was another reason, she was halfway through this, and suddenly found that she was using Goodall's excuse to perfunctory Penny - which made her feel a little ashamed, so she didn't continue.

The wizard understood her thoughts a little, and reached out a hand over the back of her hand:

"Don't be cranky, Vika. Our intention is to survive in peace, and it's not worth the risk to eradicate vampires, and I agree. ”

Although she has the protection provided by various forces such as the Church of the Good God and Penny, she is not afraid of thieves and thieves, and in the final analysis, Vica is a noble girl who is powerless.

And now, although Edmund is at odds with the vampires, Vika has not made any counter-attacks after all, and the attention of those vampires on Vika is limited.

But if she is targeted by the vampires with all her might, it is difficult for Vica to ensure that she will not be hit by open guns and arrows.

Regardless of what Vika thinks, even Penny himself, he will not approve of such a decision.

Vika nodded, her eyebrows furrowed slightly.

This is also the biggest difference between these merchants of Simon City and the Church of Good God represented by Tyr - the noble merchants will not sacrifice anything to eliminate vampires - especially their own lives, this can be said to be short-sighted, it can also be said that the attitude of self-preservation makes the Church of Good God who are interested in eradicating vampires a headache, and it is difficult to persuade this group of mercenary guys with their pale and weak persuasion.

Penny's thoughts are the same, he can't stay in Simon, he can take Vika away and fly away, at most he will lose his inheritance, he can't fight with vampires, as a young mage, he has a chance to make a comeback.

As for such a noble idea of saving the people of Ximen City, it has nothing to do with him, after experiencing countless accidents, the conscience in his heart has become very realistic, maybe he will do it because of the unevenness of the road, but he will definitely not fight to the death for the suffering of people who have nothing to do with him.

"Thank you, Penny. Vica raised her other hand and grabbed Penny's arm with her backhand - as a wizard who was more often a scholar, his fingers were clean, and the proprietress fumbled with it for a while, then lifted it up slightly, put it on her heart, and slowly closed her eyes.

"If you're tired, take a rest. ”

The wizard pulled her body to the side, rubbed against the soft skin on her chest, and whispered.

"And there is something wrong with Bishop Qajar's approach, this kind of fanfare may not achieve the goal, and it is not worth the risk......"

Vika rested her forehead against the mage's neck, and the warmth of her normally calm and effeminate face softened the wizard's heart like a resonance—she was tired enough.

Not all women are capable of supporting the entire business of a business family with many open guns and arrows alone, at least with Penny's knowledge of Vica, she is not that kind of strong woman.

Although she was often cared for when she was in Dehumi, her actions at this moment made Penny understand more deeply that she was also a person in need of care.

Could he still use the appearance of a child to deceive her love as before?

"Penny, I know you want to gather strength to return to Serre for revenge......" After a while, she opened her eyes and touched the mage's cheeks with both hands, with a hint of obsession in her eyes: "If you want to get the Dragon Coast, I can help you, do as Bishop Qajar says, if you can eradicate the Night Mask, it's fine." ”

"No way. The wizard shook his head resolutely and hugged her tightly to his chest, "You are very important to me, Vika. ”

"Important?" The proprietress shook her head, took a deep breath, and looked even more dazed: "Penny, I ......"

"I don't care what you think, Vika, if something happens to you because of me, I'll probably regret it for hundreds of years to come—if I had that long. Penny pressed her shoulder, so that Vika's eyes were in line with her own, "I need strength, but you are more important than that." ”

“...... And I just thought of a better plan to lure that Lord Duke out and kill him. The mage lowered his head and whispered in Vika's ear, who was constantly sobbing.

...... "Oh, this short-sighted and cowardly stupid woman. Vika and Penny's furious departure caused several of the people who remained in the meeting room to express their anger in varying degrees of severity.

The mysterious leader of the Bloodsail Gang smiled, but he showed a gentleness that matched his temperament - it can be seen that this underworld boss has cultivated kung fu well, although Bishop Qajar has a unhappy face, but it is not obvious - I have been fighting with vampires for more than ten years, and I have encountered many setbacks like stars, and my fiery temper has been smoothed out a lot, what is this small setback? It's just that I am more and more worried in my heart- It is clear that these nobles are still holding on to nothing, even if they suffer so much at the hands of the vampires.

As for the Mr. Goodall, he was calm, and in his heart he understood Vika and Penny's decision—if it were him, he would do the same.

Then the only one who scolded directly was the noble Lansendel Holy Warrior Lord Tirantus.

Referring to Ransendel's doctrine and creed against evil, we can know the reason for the anger of this holy knight, but this is obviously not in line with the relevant cultivation of some holy warriors, even the bishop of Khazar felt harsh, and he coughed lightly: "Lord Tirantus, please be careful with your words and actions. ”

"Cautious, Bishop Khazar, I feel that you are too cautious, we cannot expect these nobles to choose a heroic sacrifice in the face of evil, like the holy warriors!" the unrestrained words of Master Tirantus made the smile on Mr. Goodall's face stiffen and deform, but the leader of the Bloody Sail gang was still smiling, and the good cultivation was admirable.

"Please be quiet, Lord Tirantus. Bishop Qajar looked apologetically at Goodall and Celion, and said again.

"If half of the Knights of Dawn stationed in Cormier were able to come here, they wouldn't have to worry about these stupid nobles. Tirantus continued.

"Lord Tirantus Paladin, are you trying to prompt the armies of Cormier and Sambia to invade us?" Goodal's expression suddenly became angry, and he jumped up violently and slapped the table heavily: "I warn you! Although the Dragon Coast is not a unified country, we have never welcomed the order brought by the invaders since the establishment of this city by King Seven Phatatrisena!"

This intense anger made Tirantus's breath stagnate, his eyelids jumped, and by the time he could settle down, the angry Goodale had already brushed his sleeves away, and Selion looked at the bishop and the paladin with regretful eyes, and left the secret passage in the same dash, leaving only the two bishops of Tirantus and Cajar staring wide-eyed.

After a long time, Archbishop Qajar coughed: "Lord Tirantus, please try not to make the kind of controversial remarks you just made in the future. ”

"Disputes, they need to be reformed, the whole land here needs to be completely purified from light and justice!" Tirantus looked disapproving: "How can these cowardly or cowardly fellows be allowed to occupy this land?" Archbishop Qajar, I dare not agree with the idea of your religion, these incompetent rulers should step down and let the brighter forces create a new order for this place. ”

Khazar lowered his head and coughed: "Such a way will cause serious harm to the people here. ”

"This is for their good, and the Holy Merciful Lord will send messengers for their benefit, and will bear their misunderstandings and anger!" Tirantus raised his fist and said with a fanatical expression, "Bishop Khazar, we should take stronger measures. ”

"But...... We don't have that strength yet, you know, my lord has never advocated the Church to raise an army, and a few paladins can't hold up enough strength without support, especially in a place like Simon, where faith is lacking. Khazar was a little helpless, and glanced at Tirantus again: "And...... It is said that the Legion of the Children of Dawn is battling the Wraiths on the outer shores of the Ionok Desert, will you be able to convince them to give up their help to Cormier and turn to this place?"

"This ......" Tirantus' expression instantly became cloudy, as Khazar said, the main force of the Church of Morning Light to maintain justice, the Legion of the Children of Dawn composed of volunteers and a large number of paladins, is fighting the Shadows on the northern border of Cormir and Sambia, and this is the main decision policy set by the High Church, and he has no good reason to convince the Legion to change direction - considering that compared to the powerful evil of Netherworld, Simon can only be regarded as an inconspicuous small place.

The war between light and darkness has been going on for ten years, and large swaths of Cormier and Sambia have not yet been recovered, and the war will continue for quite some time - if they want it to end quickly, they can only hope that the city of the Shadow will be destroyed suddenly at some point.

This is obviously unrealistic, as the city, which bears the mysteries and powers of an ancient empire and is blessed by the Lady of the Night, has grown in strength since it appeared high in the mountains northwest of Sambia ten years ago - not a single attack from the enemy has dealt them a serious blow.

Realizing that his idea was an unrealizable fantasy, Tirantus finally let out a sigh and stopped talking.

Staunch paladins sometimes inevitably compromise with reality, and justice that is unbending will hardly last.

This time, initiated by the Church of Tyr, the attack plan launched by the righteous forces of Simon City on the initiative of the underground vampire forces, was stillborn because of various differences, of course, it means that Tyr's plan was stillborn, and in the next period of time, Simon City was calm- Edmund's family was still in seclusion, and even the scope of business had shrunk considerably, as if the delicate-skinned and tender hostess was really timid and scared, and her rumored boyfriend had also kept a low profile, and there was no other action than to continue to build the business route of the Wizards' Guild on the coast.

The paladins of the Church of Tyre still patrol late at night, constantly protecting civilians who might be attacked by blood slaves, and maintaining the few remaining lights and order in the city.

However, this calm did not make everyone feel safe, especially those vampires, calm does not mean that there will not suddenly erupt into a storm that can turn everything upside down, the duke's minions are still watching the wind and grass in the city, since being beaten by the wizards of the Coast Wizards Guild, Lord Basdy Duncan really stopped for a while - he finally put himself in the right position, knowing that with his shallow intelligence, it is difficult to secretly plot against the wizards and politicians who are rolling in the conspiracy - Most of the guys he can easily deal with can't climb to the position of attracting vampires, and the targets that are worthy of vampires are often difficult to deal with.

Whether it's Penny Shean, or the Archbishop in the Church of Blind Truth, or the Edmont Family and the Wizards of the Coast, they're all very difficult guys to deal with.

After settling his position, Duncan seemed much more calm than before—a composure that encompassed many aspects, including in front of his adjutant.

Thelysses let out a long moan, and under Duncan's impact, the falling ** shook violently back and forth, and was grabbed by a large hand, kneading and deforming vigorously, and the sharp vampire nails left a few traces of broken skin on the slightly light gray skin - but not bleeding like ordinary people.

It's not her job to satisfy Duncan's **, but apart from the surname and blood, this dark creature rarely has other pastimes, which can be regarded as ordinary relaxation.

Her body was turned over violently after a convulsion, two rows of teeth bit her ** fiercely, the dreamlike moans and wheezing in her throat turned into screams after a sharp pain, Duncan raised his head, wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, spit out the piece of meat in his mouth, tasted the cold blood, licked the corner of his mouth lightly, got up and put on his clothes.

The bite off the female vampire's chest slowly healed over time, and when the sharp pain turned into a tingling with bursts of pleasure, she opened her eyes and rubbed her ** while exhaling with red ears: "It is said that only weak and incompetent guys find pleasure in this way, and your means are much worse than Lord Duke's, Lord Duncan." ”

The male vampire's cheeks twitched, and he felt uncomfortable again—the female vampire's words reminded him of that unbearable night again, and he turned his blood-red pupils, one hand lifted the female vampire's neck, and five fingernails kept scarring the back of the female vampire's neck—but Thélisses remained the same.

This is not entirely due to calmness—but also because the Bloods, who are not very different from human structures, are not very afraid of suffocation, her eyes are flat, and her tone is equally unfazed: "Of course you can vent all kinds of negative emotions on me, dear Lord Duncan, but I must also remind you that in doing so, it is best to think about the tasks that Lord Duke has given you often." ”

"Hell mission, I've been working hard to gather information. Duncan shook Thallisis on the bed with a flick of his hand, since the last incident, our Lord Duke has known the abilities of this former magic apprentice, except for a little cleverness and viciousness, other abilities are really limited, it is indeed a bit unrealistic to expect him to deal with a group of enemies that are more difficult to deal with than the other—and may be tricked like the Wizards of the Coast incident, and cause the vampires to suffer serious losses, so let him do what he can.

Although such goods are dispensable, it is normal for the Duke to kill him casually to vent his anger at the mistakes he made in dealing with wizards, but there are not many vampires in the climate, and in line with the principle of waste utilization, the Duke still decided to give Duncan some opportunities - let him be in charge of handling the intelligence to find the enemy's flaws, and threaten him that if this little thing is not done well, she will strip him of his skin, and then give his blood to Thalliss, or some other loyal but powerless descendant.

This undoubtedly made Duncan hate and fear, so he had to concentrate on his mission, and when he found an opportunity, he took his anger out on these low-level vampires - of course, he didn't dare to go too far.

"I'm just reminding you that it's time to work. Thalysis pointed to the desk over there, where a stack of new courier information was.

Duncan snorted, turned back to his desk, and flipped through the stack of materials - seeing the Duke's power, of course he didn't dare to be inattentive, these days he had been trying to find the flaws of some of the enemies led by Pan Diesel from all kinds of materials, but the calm environment made him more than capable - maybe he lacked the ability to smell the risk from the clues, maybe it was really nothing - But all in all, the Duke was very dissatisfied with this situation, and felt that he could be killed at any time, so Duncan redoubled his efforts.

Finally, he found some clues today, he turned to a page in the information, and as he read, his pupils dilated, and his hands trembled with excitement.

"Oh?" Thalysis approached curiously, saw the information on the parchment, and his eyes widened with the same excitement, and snatched the information away, "This is the case, we must inform the Duke!"

(To be continued)