"Do you hear me? Heh, our golden covenant has appeared. ”

Coritz thigh-high crutches tapped the iron-leaved floor of the podium, then tightened his mink collar and tugged at the red-glowing gem on the crocodile's belt.

"Our spies are much stronger than the spies in Mochizuki City, and that old phoenix thinks I'm there to say hello. At this time, he didn't know that there was an obedient person around him...... Isn't that interesting, you say?"

As he spoke, Corriz took the silk handkerchief handed by the servant on his left, but did not wipe the corners of his eyes, and placed it on the podium. He glared at the servant, then grabbed the mink fur collar of the servant directly, and pulled him to his eyes. The servant was obedient and did not dare to move—he stiffened his head and looked straight in front of him, letting Corryz rub against his fur collar.

"How many times have I told you? This handkerchief is not for use! Hey, I miss Squaller. He was a caring servant. ”

Releasing the servant, Corriz took the handkerchief back into his hand. The handkerchief is a square one, with the edges embroidered with silver thread all over the sword, and pointing straight to the black crescent in the center.

In fact, this handkerchief is not only old, but also lacks two corners on the same side because the thread is falling off. It was just a handkerchief, so why didn't Kryznin wipe his eyes with a servant's expensive mink?

The reason is simple, first look at the appearance of this handkerchief. The four sides of the handkerchief are swords, representing the knights of the church fighting to the end in the bloody rain, and the black crescent moon in the middle is the symbol of the night tour of the church. Therefore, Corrèse asked his servants to carry this handkerchief so that he could help remind himself not to forget his purpose, and not to forget how rough the road he was about to take—all blood and fire.

"We Shennuo clan can't be ruined by the stubborn thoughts of some old guys. There's a saying that changes randomly. We have to find a way to achieve our goals on the road of the times. ”

Coritz picked up the handkerchief and shook it. He made it clear to the conference participants in the seats on the south side, and even stood his cane on the west side of the podium, and then illuminated it with a candle-like "scarlet flame" on the tip of his right index finger.

Still, there was silence under the podium. Corriz wondered, why was the guy below either hanging or drunk?

As a result, Coritz had to sigh sadness and lament the withering of talents. So he looked out through the seven-colored window on the west side.

"Today, the Fifth of May. Look at the moon outside. The moon is in the sky, but its light is nowhere near as warm and lustrous as the full moon staff that stands above us in the Temple of the Moon God!"

When Corriz sighed, fortunately there was a knight who understood Corritz's mind very well. And this knight was Baron Victor, who turned his gaze to the Church of the Night Wanderer, Bishop Coritz.

"Master...... Uh, no, I mean Lord Bishop. It's also a good day, and the staff of the High Priest of the Starrain still shines on the land. ”

Victor said. He tried to correct it, but he shrugged his shoulders because he felt that both the bishop and the leader were addressing Corryz. I didn't mean anything else, I always meant respect, the Bishop knew, he thought.

"Bishop, Master, whatever you want, as long as you are obedient, and I don't care what you call it. ”

Coritz spoke seemingly casually, but he frowned. Bishop, Master, neither of these are wrong. If you look at the United Church of Shennuo and the Terrans, I am just a bishop in the Night Church. If there is no unity, I am the head of the Night Wandering Church. Thinking of this, he spat on it.

However, this one, Kryz spit out quite decently. At that time, the servant took out his handkerchief, placed it in front of Coritz, and folded it carefully, as if it had been baptized, and finally threw it into the incinerator on the east wall in some prayer.

The handkerchief was thrown into the incinerator, and if it was burned directly, it would have been fine. However, it just won't burn up for a while, which makes Kryz uncomfortable.

"Damn it, he doesn't want me to be at peace for a while!"

Coritz yelled at the incinerator. He saw a spherical cloud of green liquid, oozing out of the handkerchief, and then boiling like boiling water dripping on the ground, turning the red and blue flames of the fireplace green.

"This damn boiling water poison is going to kill me sooner or later. ”

Corrèz added. He was refreshed, but this sentence made one of the participants impatient.

"Crez Todd, we're risking our lives here to hold a meeting, not to hear you say something useless. You should give us an account!"

Twenty-five-year-old Leo Osserdox wore a blue robe trimmed with silk embroidery and said by name. His brown hairstyle resembles Andrew's, but his sideburns resemble lightning.

"Heh, I didn't expect our young man to grow up. But you really should ask your father to teach you more gentlemanly manners. ”

Corriz just smiled. Sweating, he asked the servant to take off his cloak and put it on his arm.

Seeing Crez sweating, Leo was pleased with his words, like a child eager to show what he could do.

"I'm a gentleman, but it depends on what you're facing, and everyone here knows it very well!

Immediately, Leo turned to salute the participants, then turned back to face Coritz, then smiled and stepped aside, continuing to squeeze the stone pillars embedded in the east wall of the temple.

This scene directly made the participants sitting below can't help but laugh. But the object of ridicule is Leo, but Leo himself doesn't know it.

"Alright, be quiet! I'm not going to be at the mercy of the Order!" Corritz patted the table, "I've already told you everything I have to say. We can't just sit back and wait, that damn guy has been hiding in the dark, he's planning something terrible. At the end of April, I went to say hello to Old Phoenix. Perhaps, he will help us at a critical moment. ”

Coritz made a trick in the last sentence, deliberately waiting for the netters to help cheer up the atmosphere. He didn't expect it to be Victor, who lost one after another.

"Our former enemy will help us, you're making a big joke!" Baron Victor covered his mouth out of respect, fearing to laugh, but still snorted.

"Yes, kids, I was wrong! But neither you nor I can laugh for a moment. Because, the old phoenix is now looking forward to my old bones being tortured to death by the Order Clan as soon as possible! He won't help us in any way!"

Kryz slapped the countertop again, then said with a smile. He wanted to say, "If I fall, you will suffer with me." However, he would not say such a thing, and there was no point in threatening his subordinates! He knew that he needed to unite all those who were valuable to him. However, there are always those who are confused and unable to understand the meaning of Coritz. And this time, it's Victor.

"Maybe like me, it's going to come and go. ”

Baron Victor interjected again. But at this moment, he blew the fire into a fire that burned his cheeks.

"Hey, I say, Baron, we didn't get you out here to be poor. You were supposed to help Thousand Feathers take control of Machine City, but you failed. Do you think we're keeping you alive just to give you a chance to be here?"

As a human like Leo, Paz Manting took the opportunity to find fault. He didn't like Coritz or Baron Victor, because in order to make the Kano clan stronger, they had planned to borrow the power of the Order clan to support Chiba.

Then, at Paz's words, the entire Temple of the Moon God fell silent. And Paz didn't dare to delay his adoptive father's meeting, so he had to sigh.

"I don't think this meeting will happen. ”

At this moment, the door of the main hall was pushed open. An undesirable guy appeared.

"Look, who are these? Hmph, you are so bold that you are talking about it in my sister's hall. ”

Hearing the voice, Paz shuddered inadvertently before he could turn around and look. He knew that the man who had just entered the door had a magic far above him, even above Baron Victor. Out of curiosity, he had no choice but to turn back.

Then Paz saw the dense incantations on the man's armor. From this spell armor, he knew that the man who suddenly broke in was the nephew of Moon Van, the demon under the moon—because there were only two pieces of this armor in the Mochizuki Plains!

Evan Fan brushed off his windswept white cloak with his left hand and strode into the hall with his chest held high. He has short hair, a very white complexion on his face, and the corners of his eyes are raised, and he looks handsome, but his eyes are sharp.

Seeing this, Paz thought to himself, now the adoptive father will use the gift of a guest. Sure enough, Krytz moved his nose because he smelled money, and he was ecstatic. He watched as Corriz left the podium and threw his cane directly to the servant.

"My lord, I'll help you through. The servant said.

"Where do you want to go? You don't know how to count, go and stay aside. ”

Without crutches or the support of his servants, Corrèse could not pass directly through the middle corridor of the seats on either side, so he had to get close to the west side, and with his right hand holding on to the backrest after another, he reached Evan.

"Ah, it turned out to be the elder brother of the leader of the Dark Curtain Church, this gust of wind is blowing so well, and we have ushered in a nobleman. ”

Coritz first paid tribute to Evan, then wanted to shake his hand. Unexpectedly, Evan not only did not salute, but also ignored it.

After a pause, Coritz kept smiling, and then said to the participants on either side, "Look, you have to say welcome, right? Evan is our honored guest!"

"I'm a distinguished guest, you know this is the place of the Church of the Dark Veil, and the sanctuary of the Luna Staff, but you gather here without my sister's permission. Where did you put my sister's authority?"

Evan snorted with an angry brow. When he saw that all the believers were standing up, he put his right hand on the hilt of his sword on the right side of his waist. With his head held high, he pulled his sword out of its scabbard.

"You guys, how daring!"