Knight's Guide to Anti-Wolf [Western Fantasy]

"If you are about to die after hearing your news, I will be more interested. There must be challenges in life!" Caracalla didn't care about Mireia's threat, "You must have your reasons, but my question is not mine. I want to know what the church means."

"Who did you mean, the Pope or the Presbyterian Church?" Miriah smiled slightly.

"The Pope, he has been secretly looking for your behavior. In fact, the possibility of your succession as the next Pope has been basically determined. Although the line he supports has talents, it is far behind you." Caracalla said, "So, tell me, don't worry, I will never tell others."

"Okay, let me tell you." Miriam said softly, "I want to open the gate of purgatory."

"Are you kidding?" Caracalla frowned, "If you don't say it, don't say it, and there is no need to lie to me."

"This is really not a lie. This is the will after chaos. This world is the only place where she has failed for thousands of years. She was defeated by humble humans. Such a shame has made her intolerable for thousands of years." Miriam stared at her friend. , "Reopening the gate of purgatory is what he asked of me, it's so simple."

"0_0 Is it too late for me to escape now?" Kaka bit her lip and looked at him tearfully.

"Is 10 minutes enough?" Miriam expressed his leniency for his friend's sake.

"QAQ Anyway, I'm helping you with Ansu too, can't you have a little more time?" Kaka burst into tears.

"That's why there are only 10 minutes, otherwise the time will be zero." Mireya smiled.

"Then, may I know the reason?" Caracalla cried while hugging her shield.

"Because I'm a devil. Well, dear Kaka, don't cry anymore, I will give you a good dream, and I promise it won't hurt at all."

"I don't believe it." Caracalla stepped back carefully, "Let's discuss it, I won't talk nonsense."

"Then remember, once you say it, it will become two Kaka." Mi Lieya gestured in front of her with a smile, and made a clean gesture.

Kaka nodded immediately.

"Thank you for your information, goodbye." Mireya turned and walked out.

Caracalla watched his back disappear around the corner, and immediately turned around to pick up the paper scroll and pen. Of course, she would not act on her own, because there was no guarantee that Miriam would have other backers.

But this matter cannot be concealed or even delayed for a second, even if it is just a joke by Miriam.

Before she even sat down, she bent down on the chair and quickly started writing. However, she just took up the pen and wrote the third line of words, and felt a chill down her waist.

Blood splattered.

"Mileia warned you." A hoarse and sexy voice appeared behind her. The demon walked out of the void in a human form. Its body seemed to be glowing with fire. Like a huge trident, it formed a very strange sense of dislocation with his sexy and seductive husky voice.

"No..." Big Lolita clutched her wound with all her strength, and the opponent's claw cut her in half, but she would not die immediately. This was the innate cruelty of the devil.

"Milea is calling me, goodbye, cute human cub." The demon smiled, turned into light smoke, and disappeared into the wind.

Caracalla gritted her teeth and tore the scroll with three lines written on it.

Countless rays of light as thin as silk streamed out of it in an instant, wrapping her into a giant cocoon.

A few minutes later, the big loli, covered in dried blood, sat on the chair panting.

It seems that Mireya is not willing to do this, otherwise she would not have reminded her of the danger in her speech just now.

This time it was a big loss, she looked at the sheepskin scroll that was already as gray as gray, and there was a trace of distress on her face: "Now the situation is complicated..."

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It has been three days since Ansu returned to his city of Fontainebleau.

There are many things in the territory, but they are usually small things that are easy to solve, such as how much tax has been collected this year, how much money is left for the repair of the city wall, and a lot of penicillin water has been extracted according to your request, but no one knows how use……

Although he is not very interested in being a great lord, the knight Ansu grew up under the guidance of his mother who was the heir of a female grand duchess. He has a deep understanding of land ownership. It is his goal to have a good life for the people since he was a child. Of course, Ansu now takes over this burden. He still expects to promote modern medical care by relying on the profession of the Grand Duke. If he does not have a strong identity, In a matter of minutes, they will be labeled as heretics by the Holy See.

The rubber extraction work in the rubber grass is on the right track. Not to mention that the rubber-covered wheels are much more stable and not easy to wear. The expensive price is the capital for the nobles to show off; the soft rubber soles have long been the new favorite of the nobles. Well, wooden soles have all become commoner equipment, and umbrellas made of thin rubber have replaced the commonly used cloaks and become popular.

"...So, the paid-in payment for rubber products this month is 39 four gold." A rubber officer said carefully, he felt his heart almost jumped out, because he never thought There will be so much money passing through his hands.

The various managements here are very clear and complicated. A lord has agricultural officers, public security officers, and city officers... As the emerging rubber industry, of course rubber officers came into being.

"Nearly 40." Ansu, who doesn't care much about money, calculated it psychologically. Because of the influx of a large number of landless refugees, he incorporated almost all the refugees into an organized team and carried out infrastructure construction. A farmer The price of hiring one day is about twelve coppers (this is the money necessary to feed a family of four), and one month is four silver coins. There are about [-] migrant workers in his city participating in the construction, that is to say, just for income With regard to one item, basically there will be no financial difficulties... Thinking of this, he waved his hand, "Understood, next one."

……

After listening to the recent question about the wild beasts in Shinan Town in the south of the territory, Ansu promised the mayor to send a team of soldiers to clean it up, but then found that there was no next reporter.

It seems that today is no big deal.

An Su thought so, got up and went to the pharmacy.

The extracted penicillin was divided into exquisite glass bottles, but the medicinal liquid inside was not the pure watery liquid he used to see, but a little cloudy.

There is also a row of syringes built according to his requirements, because the rubber grass was found, but looking at the thick broken needles nearly two millimeters in length, he suddenly felt full of sympathy for the children in the future.

But speaking of kids...

An Su touched his head, then touched his shoulder, it was empty and there was no little scorpion.

Then he closed his eyes and went to the dreamland. The strange dreamland was extremely messy, but there was no little scorpion either.

Ansu instantly opened up the domain belonging to the holy rank powerhouse, and carefully felt all the auras in a radius of several kilometers, but there was still no little scorpion.

It seems that the little scorpion who likes to cling to him has not been seen for three days...

Last seen three days ago in... Mountain Fjord?

I am!

Millea!

My child is lost!