Quick Transmigration: The Host is Soft and Sweet

After complaining, Marbury looked at the mid-air in front of the "Duke of York" where he could no longer see the back of the "Duke of York". Short of breath.

I could not help but grabbed a priest and asked sternly: "What's the matter?! I went to explain to the foolish people for a while, why did you all rest here for me? Didn't find that the vampire was gone? Yet?!"

"... Your Excellency, calm your anger! Stop your anger!"

A small leader of priests rushed forward and apologized to him.

He said, "Then, that vampire was driven by us, and it seems to have fled to the east of the city! But please rest assured that the archbishop has sent someone to track it down! Let's..."

"Then why didn't you let me know sooner? What are you doing here?! Why don't you just follow along!!"

Marbury blushed with anger and his neck was thick, waving the small staff in his hand and yelling.

Frightened the priests hurriedly obeyed their orders, a group of people hurriedly followed the direction of the little priest leader...

This rush, unexpectedly, directly pushed and smashed several shops along the road, provoking those shop owners to scold again.

But Marbury can't manage that much.

To be honest, he himself didn't know why. When he saw the figure of the **** vampire, there was a voice in his heart yelling, telling him not to worry about so much, just rush forward!

Because only by catching that evil thing can you keep the Cathedral of Los Angeles and the theocratic glory handed down from the origins of the archbishops of all generations!

But in a moment, the clergymen led by Marbury disappeared outside the civilian alley in the south of the city.

After a while, Franke and his guards were late.

But seeing the mess on this whole street, and the anger on his people's faces, Franka almost fainted with anger.

"This, how this is done!"

He stood in the street, trembling with anger and yelling.

"It's not because of Archbishop Marbury! He said he was going to catch some vampire..."

One of the unlucky store close to him hurried up and reported to him angrily, "The result only disturbed us here. We didn't even see the so-called vampire in his mouth! Everyone! Say yes!"

"Yes! Yes!"

The people affected by the surrounding area also echoed in indignation.

And seeing it with his own eyes, even if Franke thought that Mrs. Taylor's words might be fussy, now he directly believes in Marbury's actions.

"Okay you Marbury! It's a bad idea!"

He couldn't help stomping his feet with anger, and immediately commanded to the guards beside him, "All follow the orders, hurry to mobilize the city south... No, the guards of the whole city of Los Angeles, immediately capture Archbishop Marbury!"

"And the priests of Los Cathedral who participated in the operation to disrupt the city, also took them to me and escorted them back to the Grand Palace, waiting for me to interrogate!"

"Yes!"

The guards dispersed immediately after getting the order and distributed the orders to the various outposts.

On a lush tree not far away, Xiang Xing and Clarence quietly nestled in the shade of the tree, enjoying the full view of this chaotic and lively scene.