Different World Online

He counted the treasures on his body;

The horse lance [Alex] needs to be carried with you, let’s not discuss it for now;

The flail [Lily] is still in the dimensional bag for the time being. I don’t know how to use the flail yet. I will learn it after I learn it.

Swordmaster Matthew's notes, this is useless, put it back in the dimension bag, take it out and use it when you can't sleep;

Although I can recite the human-skinned notebook that introduced me to the art of thieves by heart, I still have to keep it well. I might forget to bring it with me someday...

As for the somewhat exaggerated [Invisibility Ring], Steve took out a pair of gloves from the adventurer's tools without thinking;

Wealth should not be shown off, especially when it comes to the [Invisibility Ring] which is very likely to make colleagues jealous!

As for the platinum crystal coin that Pastor Peter Weng gave to him in return, he put it in his chest pocket.

There are many gods in this world, and they often perform miracles. This platinum coin blessed by Tyr may have some special powers.

After packing everything up, Steve carried Alex out of the hotel.

He planned to go to the dock area to have a look and see if there were any caravans heading north that could give him a ride.

The north shore of Waterdeep, Upper Town, City Hall, Meeting House;

The magnificent reception room is warm as spring, and the dazzling crystal chandelier emits a soft light;

The richly decorated sofa is soft and does not deform easily;

A closer look reveals that the leather on the sofa's surface is taken from the softest, palm-sized piece of leather on the belly of a digging worm. It is so luxurious that it is excessive.

Three sofas surround a low table with a classical shape;

On the low table, tea leaves from the mysterious Eastern continent were steeped in exquisite porcelain;

As the power center of Waterdeep, every detail here reflects the owner's unique taste and strong financial resources;

On the main seat of the sofa, a middle-aged man dressed in low-key and luxurious clothes was reading a book calmly. He had short blond hair, which was neatly combed back.

From his wrinkled face, it can be seen that he must have been an extremely handsome man when he was young;

On the sofa on the other side, a fat man in a tuxedo was looking around restlessly. Perhaps it was because the environment in the living room was too quiet, so quiet that even the sound of turning pages of a book could be heard clearly. The fat man finally couldn't help but speak;

"Lord City Lord, we...can't just sit there and wait like this!

Such a big thing happened in the city, law enforcement officers were killed in the streets, if we don’t do something...”

At this point, the man with a round belly sighed heavily and continued:

"This hole can't be opened!"

After he finished speaking, the city lord with a slicked-back golden hair slowly and gracefully put the book on his knees aside, picked up the exquisite teacup on the low table and blew gently, then took a sip of the steaming tea lukewarmly.

"Mr. Les Gwensis, don't worry too much. Patriarch Peter will be here soon. I believe he will give us a good explanation."

"Ugh!"

The fat man named Les Gwensis sighed uneasily again.

“I’m worried that Patriarch Peterion has no intention of explaining at all!

I just got a message that the lawless lunatic donated a box of platinum coins to the Temple of the God of Justice!

A box of platinum coins! Conservatively estimated, at least 15,000!

What’s more, Pastor Peter Weng actually placed these platinum coins directly on the stone platform for enshrining holy objects!

I'm worried that this lunatic's identity is not simple!"

"You think too much!" The city lord, who was dressed in low-key and luxurious clothes, took a sip of tea and replied calmly:

“The initiative is still in our hands.

Killing law enforcers in the street is not only a provocation to us, but also a provocation to other churches in the city;

Order needs to be maintained by all stakeholders. Once there are people who do not follow the order, others will rise up and attack them.

Even though they are the powerful Church of the God of Justice."

Just as he finished speaking, there was a soft knock on the door.

"My Lord, Patriarch Peter has arrived."

"Invite him over."

The city lord ordered through the door.

"Yes."

...

After a while, the door of the reception room opened, and Patriarch Peter, dressed in a holy robe, walked in, led by a waiter.

In the reception room, the city lord and Les were already standing at the door.

No matter what people say in private, the face-saving work still needs to be done well.

Smilingly, he invited Patriarch Peter to sit on the sofa, and asked the waiter to pour tea. The three of them then exchanged greetings with smiles.

After chatting for a while, Peter Weng finally brought the topic to the point with a smile.

"Duke Rendel, your conversation is still so humorous!

I just don’t know, do you have anything to say to me?”

Hearing this, the city lord smiled and took a sip of tea. After thinking for a moment, he spoke in the face of the uneasy look of Les Gwensis.

“It is like this. This morning, an unknown man killed six soldiers who were collecting the bridge on Yellow Rose Avenue;

Do you know about this?"

"Of course I know. It happened right outside our temple!"

"Then...this man..." the city lord asked tentatively.

Hearing this, Peter Weng sat up straight, smiled and shook his head.

“He is Mr. Steve, my student’s comrade-in-arms;”

After saying this, Pastor Peter Weng sighed.

“My student has returned to the arms of our Lord, and Mr. Steve is here to give me the pension for that student;

Alas, speaking of this, I have to apologize to you, Duke Rendel. Mr. Steve just came down from the Zerg battlefield, and his entire team was sacrificed, so his emotions are extremely out of control. "

Hearing this, the eyes of Duke Rundel, the city lord, flickered several times.

“It turns out that he is just a veteran who has retired from the Zerg battlefield!

Worthy of admiration! Worthy of admiration!

Can..."

"But we in Waterdeep also need to maintain order!" The fat man Les interrupted with an embarrassed and seemingly rash look;

“Patriarch Peter, we have great respect for the greatness of the God of Justice;

But... our city hall must also maintain a minimum of order, this... killing law enforcement officers in the street..."

On the other side, Pastor Peter Weng smiled and waved his hand.

"I'm afraid you two have misunderstood what I meant!

Mr. Steve is not a believer of our Lord. If you want to enforce the law, the Church of Justice will not and cannot stop you;

I am just speaking the truth. Although Mr. Steve is not a legend, as far as I know, he once killed a legend in less than a second.

Moreover, his combat capability is at the upper end even in a team full of legendary warriors;

Let's put it this way, he is one of the few who can run rampant on the Zerg battlefield unhindered;

The two of you have also heard about what happened on the Zerg battlefield. Seven hundred legends of Holy Shield City fell on the battlefield, and he was the only one who crawled out of the pile of dead bodies."

As soon as the words fell, the entire reception room fell into silence.