"Is it really appropriate for us to reject Archbishop Qajar like this?" Vika thought about the last argument at the meeting just now, and her eyebrows gradually drooped, looking 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 Nephis's hair wildly, and the little girl was very unhappy to cover her hair, which had been messed up by the wizard, and her body kept squirming, trying to get out of the wizard's arms.

Obviously, the soothing hand of the wizard who was not in a good mood was a little light and heavy.

However, when she saw the same unattractive face on the other side, she reluctantly suppressed the thought of struggling, and only tried to pull her hair together as much as she could—it took Hiccol a long time to tidy up.

The wizard mō a few more times, but he couldn't get the soft hair, he could only mō Nephis's fingers, and he didn't 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' attacks, and attract 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 the fire on Ed Méngt 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 resentment with her, since she was able to get the help of Bishop Khazar, it was not a big deal to face the enemy of vampires, 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 true thoughts, and reached out a hand to cover 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 Ed Méngt is on a confrontation with the vampires, Vika has not made any moves back after all... The attention that those vampires put on Vika was also 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 the Good God represented by Tyr - the noble merchants will not sacrifice anything to eliminate the vampires - especially their own small lives, this can be said to be short-sighted, it can also be said that the attitude of self-preservation is a headache for the Church of the Good God who are interested in eradicating the vampires, and it is difficult to persuade this group of mercenary guys with their pale 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 will not be able to fight the vampires, and as a young mage, he has a chance to make a comeback.

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

"Thank you, Penny. Vika 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... The round, warm fingers of the proprietress mō for a while on this hand... Gently lifted it up, put it on his heart and slowly closed his eyes.

"If you're tired... Then take a good rest. ”

The wizard pulled her body to the side, rubbed against the soft skin in front of her, and said softly.

"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 feminine face softened the wizard's heart as if it were resonant—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 put her hands on the mage's cheeks, with a hint of madness in her eyes: "If you want to get the Dragon Coast, I can help you, do as Bishop Khazar says, if you can eradicate the Night Mask, it's fine." ”

"No way. The wizard shook his head resolutely and hugged her tightly in front of Xiōng, "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 Duke out and kill him. The mage lowered his head and whispered in Vika's ear, who was constantly sobbing.

"Oh, and the short-sighted and cowardly stupidity of F-Ka and Penny's furious departure made several of the people who remained in the meeting room equally angry and severe.

The mysterious leader of the Bloody Sail Gang smiled on his face, but showed a gentleness that matched his temperament -- it can be seen that this underworld boss has cultivated kung fu well, and although Bishop Qajar is unhappy, he has not shown it obviously--I have been fighting against vampires for more than ten years, and I have encountered many setbacks, and my fiery temper has been smoothed out a lot. 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 that Mr. Goodall... Instead, he was calm, and in his heart, he understood Vica 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 Paladin, but this is obviously not in line with the cultivation of some Paladins... Even Bishop 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 our Knights of Dawn stationed in Cormier would be able to come here... There is no need to worry about these stupid nobles at all. Tirantus continued.

"Lord Tirantus Paladin, are you trying to prompt Cormier and the armies of Sambia to invade us?" Goodel's expression suddenly became angry, and he jumped up and slapped the table heavily: "I warn you! Although the Dragon Coast is not a unified country, it has been established as a city by King Seven Pharisees... We will not welcome the order brought by the invaders!"

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... In the future, please try not to make the kind of remarks that are likely to cause disputes. ”...,

"Disputes? they need to be reformed... The whole land here needs to be completely purified from light and justice!" Tirantus disagreed: "How can these cowardly or cowardly fellows be allowed to occupy this land? With all due respect, I disagree with the idea that these incompetent rulers should step down and allow the brighter forces to 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 fighting Yīnhún on the outer edge of the Ionok Desert, can you convince them to give up their help to Cormier and turn around to this place?"

"This .................." Tirantus' expression instantly became uncertain, as Khazar said, the main force of the Church of the Morning Light to maintain justice, the Legion of the Children of the Dawn, composed of volunteers and a large number of paladins, was fighting against Yīnhún on the northern border of Cormir and Sambia, and this was the main decision policy set by the High Church, and he had no good reason to persuade the Legion to change direction. You must know that compared to the powerful evil of Yīnhún City, Ximen can only be regarded as an inconspicuous small place.

And this war between light and darkness has been going on for ten years, and the vast territories lost to Cormier and Sambia have not yet been recovered, and the war will continue for a long time - if they want the war to end quickly, they can only hope that the city of Yīnhún will be destroyed suddenly at some point because of something.

This is obviously unrealistic, for the city, which bears the mysteries and powers of the ancient empire and is blessed by the Lady of the Night, has grown in strength unabated 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.

Determined paladins sometimes compromise with reality... After all, it is difficult for justice to last.

This time, initiated by the Church of Tyr, the attack plan launched by the righteous forces of Simon City against the underground vampire forces was stillborn because of various differences, of course, it means that Tyr's plan was stillborn, and in the days that followed... The city of Simon was calm - Ed Méngt's family was still in seclusion, and even the scope of business had shrunk considerably, as if the mistress with fine skin and meat was really timid and scared, and her gossip 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.

But the calm didn't make everyone feel safe, especially the vampires... Calm doesn't mean that there won't be a storm that can turn everything upside down, the Duke's minions are still watching the wind and grass in the city, and since being beaten by the wizards of the Wizards of the Coast, Basdy #阝肯大人着实消停了一阵儿 - he has finally put himself in the right place, knowing that with his shallow intelligence... It's hard to get the wizards and politicians who are wallowing in the whims of yīn - most of the guys he can easily deal with can't climb into the position of attracting vampires, and the targets that are worthy of vampires are often difficult to deal with.

Whether it's Penny Sean, or the Archbishop in the Church of Blind Truth, or the Ed Méng family and the Wizards of the Coast, they are all very difficult guys to deal with.

After putting himself in his place, #阝肯看来是比以前沉稳多了 - this composure includes many aspects... Including in front of his adjutant. ...,

Thelses let out a long shēn groan... Under Duncan's impact, the falling rǔ room shook violently back and forth... Grabbed by a large hand, and vigorously kneaded and deformed, the sharp vampire nails left a few traces of broken skin on the slightly gray skin - but not as bloodied as ordinary people.

It's not her job to satisfy #阝ken's yù, but this dark creature has few other pastimes other than xìng and blood, which is also considered an ordinary relaxation.

Her body was turned over violently after a convulsion, two rows of teeth biting her rǔ head fiercely, the dreamy shēn groans 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, gently licked the corners of his mouth, got up and put on his clothes.

The bite off the female vampire slowly healed over time, and when the sharp pain turned into a tingling with bursts of pleasure, she opened her eyes and exhaled with red ears while rubbing her rǔ room: "It is said that only weak and incompetent guys find pleasure in this way, and your means are much worse than those of Lord Duke, 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, and lifted the female vampire's neck with one hand, and five fingernails kept scarring the back of the female vampire's neck—while Thélisses remained the same.

It's not entirely because she's calm—it's even more because the Bloods, who don't quite like the human structure, aren't very afraid of suffocation, her gaze is flat, and her tone is equally unfazed: "Of course you can vent all kinds of negative emotions on me, dear Lord Duncan, but I have to remind you that in doing so, it's best to think about the tasks that Lord Duke has given you." ”

"Hell mission, I've been working hard to gather information. Duncan shook Thélisses on Chuáng 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 - and may be tricked like the Wizards of the Coast incident, and cause the vampires to suffer serious losses, let him do what he can.

Although such goods are dispensable, and it is normal for the Duke to kill him 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 decides to give Duncan some opportunity - let him handle the intelligence and find the enemy's flaws, and threatens him that if this little thing is not done well, she will strip his skin, and then give his blood to Thalysis or some other loyal but powerless descendant.

This undoubtedly made #阝Ken 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. Thallises pointed to the desk with his chin, and there was a stack of new information from the messenger.

Duncan snorted, turned back to his desk, and flipped through the stack of materials - he certainly didn't dare to be inattentive to the Duke's power, and he had been trying to find the flaws of some of the enemies led by Pan Diesel from all kinds of materials these days, but the calm environment had left him with more than enough power - perhaps because he lacked the ability to smell the risks from the clues, or maybe there was really nothing going on- 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?" Thalliss, curiously approaching, 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!" ！。