"How's it going?"

When Penny arrived at the inner courtyard of the Edmont Mansion, Vika had already changed into a formal attire, very elegant and simple, he took out a chair and sat down, pouring a cup of black tea while asking how things were going.

"Bishop Qajar has just sent a letter asking us to go to the church and talk about it. Vika sat next to Penny, her voice was not loud because of the secret conspiracy in the Serge Concession, and it was close to the wizard's ear.

But the strange aroma wafting from Penny made her frown—a little unpleasant, though it was quickly relaxed, but certainly not to interfere with the imminent business: "It seems that they are ready to consider your conditions. ”

The conditions offered by the Serre Concession were undoubtedly related to the dispute between Edmont, and the Bishop of Khazar got the news and naturally wanted to restart communication with Vika.

However, the wizard did not want to let the Bishop do his wish.

"Can't go. The wizard shook his head and pressed Vika's wrist: "We are not the goods they can call and go now, we have just broken off diplomatic relations, and it is really worthless to get together now, at least now is not a good time to discuss this matter, and they are not the ones we should be contacting." ”

"Penny, how long are you going to detain those nobles?" Vika frowned: "If it takes a little longer, I'm afraid that the settled noble circle will choose to take violent actions, your conspiracy has been walking a tightrope from the beginning to the present, and it is ......"

Vika sighed: "The movements of the Serre Concession are getting bigger and bigger, and I feel that there are already smart people who are starting to smell the conspiracy, Penny, don't take all the Simons for fools." ”

"But we're not exposed yet. Penny spread his hands: "At least for now, we're safe, Vika, since I've designed the whole plan, I must make the most of it, and what if someone notices that something is wrong?"

A smile appeared on his face: "Now the initiative is ours, even if they know that something is wrong, they will still follow my rhythm, no matter what, those nobles are still in my hands." ”

"But it's a bit excessive, Penny. Vika sighed again, blinked her eyes, and put her arms around the wizard's neck in a very intimate position, and her face was pressed from the side of the wizard's neck to the side of his face: "Those nobles have been locked up by you for no reason, and I always feel uncomfortable when I see Simon in such chaos, which, alas, ......"

"Vika, you're so kind. Penny spread his hands: "Those nobles who have been detained by me are either vampire minions, or they may become your political enemies against you, it would be better to take advantage of this opportunity to eradicate them, anyway...... All we need is authority. ”

In the last half of the sentence, his expression looked a little eerie, at least it didn't make Vika feel very comfortable.

“...... You've finally become like this. She was silent for a moment, then finally sighed.

"No way, many of the things I want, only in this way can I get them in my hands as quickly as possible, Vika. He leaned back relaxedly, blending into the shadows, and the proprietress closed her eyes and stroked his hair gently.

"I went to the concession and remembered to ask Nephes to contact me at all times. After a while, the wizard stood up, straightened his clothes, and left the mansion again.

Thanks to Vika's reminder, he thought of something else.

The safety of the concession is a real concern.

...... "Lady Vika actually refused to come to the meeting?" "In the Cathedral of Blind Truth, the news from the Edmont Mansion was received, and everyone's mood became unpleasant for a moment.

Although their mood was not very pleasant in the first place.

After a period of turmoil, everyone in this hall has a bit of burnt on their faces, oh, of course, there is one person who may be an exception.

The big boss of the blood sails, Mr. Selion with a scar on his face, drank his own goat's milk grape juice with him, as if the chaos in Ximen City had nothing to do with him - and it was true, whether it was the group of nobles in Ximen City who made a mess of porridge, or the dark night mask who was crazy about the nobles, there was some distance from the gangsters in the harbor area.

But is that really the case? Penny might have disagreed, but right now no one in this church felt that there was anything wrong with this well-mannered underworld leader.

"That woman is still putting up a fight. Goodale snorted coldly, looking extremely disapproving.

In a way, her approach also represented the sorcerer's opinion. Selien gracefully held out a finger: "My friend, don't forget that." ”

"Sure enough, they're all evil and insidious guys. At this moment, a paladin spoke, and his voice was extremely angry: "Lord Bishop of Qajar, I have long said that we should not try to compromise with those Serles, and the righteous colleagues know that all red-robed mages are bad seeds whose hearts [***] are bleeding pus and sores, and we are considering fornicating with them, this is simply a blasphemy against justice!"

Bishop Khazar raised a hand and covered his forehead with some grace, and began to wonder if it was a wise decision for him to go to Cormier to ask for the assistance of his righteous allies.

It was clear that the Church of the Children of Morning Light, which was battling the Shadows, did not have many men, and the leader of the few men sent had a problem with his plans for a desperate implementation of the doctrine.

Bishop Qajar understood ten years ago that in the city of Ximen, where dragons and snakes are mixed, mercantilism is very marketable, and everyone from the nobility to the common people is moving for profit, the struggle must be tactical, and the road to justice is undoubtedly tortuous and difficult.

At that time he was a tough and irascible war sacrifice, but by now his anger had been largely smoothed out, and his divine grace had continued unabated—a sign of the Lord's approval of his struggle, though apparently the Apostle of Lansender did not approve of it.

At this time, the bishop of Khajar often had little choice but to rely on his seniority and state his reasons to Tirantus, but some nobles who could not listen to him spoke at this time:

"Lord Tirantus, if we don't reconcile with those red-robed mages, some of the nobles in this city will be killed by those fellows, oh, maybe worse, you know, Lord Tirantus, these people are the rulers of their families, they hold some extremely important things, and if they die, it will immediately cause even greater turmoil, is this what you want to see? ”

Goodale sneered playfully.

"These incompetent and cowardly aristocrats may not be allowed to sacrifice something for the sake of justice. Tirantus said with a serious expression: "This is for Simon's rebirth, not to mention that most of them are in collusion with vampires, this is the sin of death." ”

Hearing the paladin say such words in a straightforward tone, Goodall's expression immediately became visibly gloomy.

Such a guy should sink into the sea water of Ximen Port so as not to get in the way.

"That's enough, Lord Tirantus. Bishop Khazar coughed, "Anyway, we have to get in touch with Ms. Vika. ”

He stood up: "This time I will visit in person. ”

...... "Well, my friend, things seem to be getting more and more interesting. After the meeting, Celion stood on the bell tower next to the church, staring at the trafficked portico of the blind real church: "I really don't know what interesting things will happen after that." ”

"It's not fun at all, my dear friend. Goodall's expression was gloomy: "Time is being wasted more and more, in another month and a half, this great opportunity will be wasted, I don't want to be played by that group of vampires anymore." ”

"Oh, you hate those bats?"

"Of course. Goodale gritted his teeth: "They took away the place that belonged to me! After my uncle died, I was the first in line to the family! They actually played tricks and put my third uncle in that position, what a damn thing." ”

"And I have to curry favor with him like a minion, so that the bats will raise their noble hands and let me go, this little shrimp, my father was killed by them, and they think I don't know anything!" he covered his head angrily: "Damn! I'm going to hollow out all their holes, pull them out and burn them all to death, and there's no scum left." ”

Selien's expression stiffened for a moment, and then returned to normal: "But things have reached an impasse. ”

"Yes. Goodale let out a long breath and looked up at the Westgate Hall in the distance: "Without a leader with enough influence, this opportunity will eventually be lost." ”

"So we need someone to take authority. Selian smiled, leaned his back against the railing, and pointed in the direction of the Serge Concession: "That's a key. ”

"You mean ......"

"We're going to find a way to help the Bishop get those nobles out. Selion frowned, "But my dear friend, I always have the feeling that there is someone behind those Serles. ”

"These Searles are the hell?" said Goodall's eyebrows tightened.

"Yes, the timing of their killing of the vampire may be a coincidence, but the actions that followed were in contrast to the usual style of the red-robed mage. Selion looked thoughtful, as if to make a definition: "It seems a little too crazy." ”

"Maybe they're crazy. ”

"Crazy?" Selion laughed twice and spread his hands, "Maybe." ”

"By the way, how are your men prepared?" Goodale said, "I have contacted a number of underground traders in the local area, and they will provide your men with the necessary shelters and supplies. ”

"Two hundred and fifty elites. Selion nodded and added, "The most elite." ”

"That's good. ”

"Still, we're going to have to wait for that organizer to step up. The leader of the underworld said: "Since you want to hide, then this bishop is the most suitable person, but we must arrange it carefully, and we must not let this person gain too much influence......

"No matter how famous he is, he is only an outsider. Goodale was not worried about this: "As long as the nobles are still in control of Simon's business, it is impossible for these gods to climb on top of us and, history has proven this, who has the money in this city, we have to worry about other nobles." Hey......"

The middle-aged man suddenly frowned: "Do you think our bishop's lobbying operation can be successful?"

"With that pious paladin by my side, I feel like I have a bright future. Selion pursed his lips, a hint of sarcasm in the corner of his eyes: "Lansendel's lackeys have always been more successful than defeated. ”

"That's right. Goodale smiled, then sighed and rubbed his temples, "We're going to have to be more careful. ”

While the people in Simon City who wanted to take advantage of this opportunity were making their own plans, Archbishop Khazar was enjoying a cold closed door at the door of Edmont Mansion.

"I'm sorry, gentlemen, but our lady is not at home now, he has gone abroad to visit relatives and friends, and it is estimated that it will be a while before he returns. ”

Fortunately, the servant would have made excuses like 'visit Mr. Diesel at the Mage Tower' - which would undoubtedly have caused the anxious Bishop of Khazar to turn his feet to the Mage Tower south of the West Gate.

Neither Vica nor Penny wanted to see that happen.

However, this magical excuse undoubtedly told Bishop Qajar unmistakably that the person he wanted to see did not want to see him.

Although the repeated turmoil had caused many powerful people to leave Simon for refuge, Bishop Qajar would not believe that a nobleman who had been in this mansion just half an hour before would 'run abroad' in such a short period of time.

This cold closed-door soup choked him with a headache and a stuffy nose, and his entourage did not look very good.

"Penny, Bishop Khazar seems very unpleasant. Vika, who was in the room on the nearby floor, saw all this—although she had decided to reject Bishop Qajar, she still had to observe, and the bishop's unhappy expression undoubtedly disturbed her.

In her heart, she still has a good impression of this bishop who is bent on exorcising vampires.

Therefore, I feel a little embarrassed about the yin damage methods used by my lover.

Of course, she didn't mess with the wizard's setup, but she couldn't help but scratch a little.

"He couldn't give me what I wanted. Hearing the news, the wizard who was observing the door with Vika shook his head helplessly, and reached out to wrap his hand around the shoulder of the proprietress: "Please believe me, everything is under my control." ”

At this time, a new change occurs at the door, which attracts the attention of Penny and Vika.

"Oh, this stupid woman. "A tall warrior in armor appeared at the end of Bishop Qajar's retinue at some point.

"Master Tirantus, why are you here?" Serra, who was not far away, was taken aback, Bishop Khazar had obviously not invited this righteous 'comrade' from the north.

Of course, it was also to prevent the paladin from making any untimely moves.

"Of course I'm coming. Tirantus looked up and said, "Come and see how the forces of justice are humiliated by the stupid and short-sighted nobles." ”

He strode towards the gate, drawing his hammer in front of the crowd, and before Bishop Qajar could react, the young warrior struck the heavy gate with a hammer, and with a loud thud, the gate turned into several broken planks.

Everyone was instantly stunned.

(To be continued)