Elf brother as my tool man

It was already Tuesday afternoon when Bishop Wang Jue personally led the delegation to the left bank of the river valley.Although the pouring rain has stopped, dark clouds still cover everyone's heads.This is the main battlefield where Zlatan's pure soul fights with the evil god "Weser".In addition to Xiaoya and Xingkong, he was accompanied by several judges from the Saint Guisal Judgment Group. "From this map, it is difficult to tell where the Duke is currently stationed." Looking at the 1112 version of the map of the left bank of the river valley, Bishop Wang Jue frowned. In 1112, the duke was based in Pravot, the only large city on the left bank of the valley.However, Plafort City has fallen for more than ten years, and no one knows where the Duke has moved, or even whether the Duke is still alive. "Actually, I already discovered the problem when he didn't show up in the church in Genf City on Friday night." Qiao Chenxi pointed out, "Since he is the only Duke in Seville, he should also understand that he is very likely to Nominated as the next King of Sevier." "Indeed." Bishop Wangjue nodded in approval, "If he competes with the Marquis of Breeze Valley for the throne, even if there is no accident, it will be difficult for the Marquis of Breeze Valley to compete with him." But he still didn't come, and instead allowed the throne to become vacant." Qiao Chenxi sighed deeply, "In any case, this is not in line with common sense." "So, kid, you suspect that the Duke is dead?" Wang Jue the bishop asked rhetorically. "This possibility cannot be ruled out." Qiao Chenxi pointed to the three castles on the Hijo River on the map. "These castles were built before 1112 and should be controlled by the believers of the Holy Light. If there is no duke among them, The silhouette, I'm afraid, can declare his death." Qiao Chenxi has walked along the road upstream of the Hiyo River several times in the past two weeks.But it was Qiao Chenxi's first time to row against the current and move upstream bit by bit along the Hiyo River.Although compared to the fragmented Quisling region, Upper Seville at least has a center called Genf City that can command the overall situation, but this is probably a forgotten and desolate place.With its broken terrain and gloomy climate, I'm afraid that even if Sayville has a good government and people, this is not a place suitable for people to operate or live.In the left bank of the river valley, there is only one reliable economic source of medicinal materials.Since the entire marquis territory was not peaceful, the cultivation of medicinal herbs was concentrated near fortresses or castles.If medicinal herbs can be grown near the Marquis Territory, it at least shows that this area has not been abandoned.However, two of the three castles have been abandoned, all the wooden buildings have been decayed and damaged, and the medicinal fields have all been abandoned. These scenes are very sad.As the group rowed upward, they were silent all the way.Finally, near the third castle, everyone noticed the smell of someone moving.Thyme is planted on the banks of the Hiyo River, extending from the riverbank to a nearby castle.The scale of the castle is far inferior to Qiao Chenxi's home, Le Pen Castle, but it is at least larger than the several fortresses Qiao Chenxi captured.Bishop Wang Jue stood at the front and knocked on the door of the castle. "We sincerely welcome Bishop Wang Jue." Seeing Bishop Wang Jue and Qiao Chenxi, who was holding Sevier's crown next to him, the entourage who opened the door quickly knelt down and added, "May the holy light shine on Bishop Wang Jue and his members of the mission." We." "Let His Highness the Duke come out to see me." When Bishop Wang Jue spoke, he did have a suspicious air of domineering. "It's not convenient for Your Highness to see people." The attendant bowed slightly and said. "Is there anything that would make it inconvenient for him to even see the King of Seville?" When Bishop Wang Jue said these words, he exuded a majesty that Qiao Chenxi had never seen before, "I will give him 5 minutes." Understood, I will send a message to him now." The attendant quickly ran into the courtyard. "Mr. Bishop Wang Jue, I think there must be something fishy. If there is danger, we will definitely protect you with all our strength." Qiao Chenxi gritted her teeth.A few minutes later, an old man walked toward the door with a cane. "I didn't take the initiative to come to see Lord Bishop Wang Jue. I'm going to be punished by death." The visitor threw his crutches on the ground, coughed twice, and knelt down at the door. "Are you His Highness the Duke of Nansevier Valley?" Qiao Chenxi asked. "Exactly, Captain." Seeing Qiao Chenxi's diamond scepter, the Duke also recognized Qiao Chenxi's identity. "The Tribunal is fighting in your territory, why don't you send forces to support it?" Bishop Wang Jue asked. "Uh," the Duke lowered his head deeply, "Mr. Bishop Wangjue, as you can see, the principality really has no power to support." "Then at least you" blurted out Qiao Chenxi, and Bishop Wangjue quickly raised his hand to stop him. "Your Majesty, Lord Bishop, I am not capable of protecting the Principality of the South Sevier Valley. If you are willing, you can do whatever you want with me." The Duke's voice seemed a little hopeless.Bishop Wang Jue made a look towards Qiao Chenxi, and Qiao Chenxi immediately understood. She handed the crown to Bishop Wang Jue's hand, then transformed into a seraph and flew into the air.Several other judges also flew to a position lower than her. "Is it okay even if I'm trying you?" Bishop Wang Jue's face was serious and his voice was like a bell. "I, Heinrich von Zenko, have been sorry for the people in my territory, my ancestors, and maybe even the Faith of Holy Light throughout my life." The Duke was still kneeling on the ground, but he did not give in to the Bishop Wangjue, "But I I'm absolutely not sorry for the church or you." Qiao Chenxi understood that there was no point in trying to dissuade him.She raised her scepter, preparing to release the "Light of Judgment" technique. "Wait a minute." Bishop Wang Jue once again reached out to stop him. "Duke, since you think you have not completely failed the church, you can go to Genf Church last Friday. If there are no accidents, this crown should be in your possession now. on your head, and I should kneel down in front of you." "It doesn't matter anymore, it's all over." The Duke's answer seemed to be wrong, "The God of War is back, and all the believers of the Holy Light must be in front of the God of War. Torn apart. I have done everything, Lord Bishop Wangjue." "You call it everything." Bishop Wangjue strode forward and lifted the Duke up from his collar, "Where are your levies? Knight, all those fortresses built by your father were given to the believers of the Holy Light." "It doesn't matter anymore. No matter whether they have those fortresses or not, there is nothing that can stop them from summoning the God of War." The Duke looked indifferent. "You are not Ludwig." Qiao Chenxi suddenly realized a problem. She descended from the sky and pointed her staff at the man who called himself "Duke". "Ludwig is the son of the first Duke. And the Duke is similar in age to the previous lord. You are so old, who are you?"