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The dinner reached its climax, and everyone exchanged dance partners to release their physical and mental joy. Under the soft light, people formed their own small circles to talk and laugh in a low voice.

As one of tonight's protagonists, Master Mu Defan has naturally attracted the attention of all the people. People keep coming up to chat with him, chatting about some irrelevant topics, from the astrology of the empire to the secrets of the ladies' private houses. Use various topics to arouse the interest of the mage.

However, although Mage Fan is gentle, he does not seem to lack principles. When people take the topic too far, he will kindly remind you to return to the scope of magic research. Even so, there are still many people who hope to get Fan Mage’s response——Think about it. Unlike clergy, mages cannot marry for life. For men or women, what is more suitable for marriage than a mage with a strong background, a bright future, and good abilities? Woolen cloth?

Undoubtedly, Master Mu Defan became the most popular figure in the audience, even overshadowing the city lord Tines and Priest Yannick.

At this moment, a scream broke the excitement, and everyone's eyes instantly turned to the source of the sound.

The screamer is a gorgeously dressed rich businessman's wife, but she is not the protagonist.

The protagonist of the incident, Baron Ryan, stood there with a livid face, while the material dispatch officer, the mustache who had just molested the priest, was curled up on the ground with his crotch covered, so painful that he couldn't even speak, and his body kept shaking.

"what happened?"

"Isn't that the material dispatcher? He offended the city lord's adjutant?"

People who didn't know the truth whispered to each other, they stopped dancing, and gathered around one after another, paying attention with eyes that seemed to be sympathetic but actually watched the show.

"What's wrong, Lane? Can you tell me what's going on here?"

The city lord Tines was also alarmed. His adjutant and the material dispatcher clashed in public, which was not a good thing for the city lord's reputation.

The chubby Chengzhu looked quite like that.

"Your Excellency, please forgive me for being rude, and I don't want to do such a violent thing," Ryan's face was still ugly. "However, when your material dispatcher is trying to do something to me, I don't think any man can calm down."

Everyone was in an uproar, and the gazes they looked at mustache suddenly changed.

Holding the mustache on his lower body, the pain and fever subsided, he managed to get up, just when everyone thought he would defend himself, or plead guilty to Tines, he actually rushed towards the city lord Tines!

Tines was chubby and unprepared, he jumped at him, and before he had time to react, he had already been kissed several times on the face and mouth.

Everyone was stunned.

We can still understand that you are rude to Baron Ryan. He is a handsome young man after all. It is not surprising if you have some special hobbies, but you attack the city lord...

It takes multiple flavors to do it!

It's simply beyond the scope of normal human beings' comprehension!

Everyone stared blankly at this scene, whether they forgot or did it on purpose, no one stepped forward to stop this scene, until the furious city lord kicked his mustache away, just like what Ryan did to him just now.

So the poor mustache dispatcher, he fell to the ground and rolled over again clutching his crotch.

What was even more shocking was the faces of the mages who had just toasted to the priest. Their faces became strange and ugly, turning blue and then white, making the people next to them almost think they were infected with the Black Death.

Several mages looked at each other, but no one was so stupid as to run forward to question the priest. At this moment, they all had the same thought in their hearts: the people in the Holy See are really too cunning and despicable!

"I have always regretted that when I first met you, I spoke badly to you." Looking at this scene, Feizel said with great sincerity: "I didn't realize until today that you are a more difficult opponent than Lord Chris. Please Be sure to accept my sincerest apologies!"

"Of course, I've always been a very tolerant person." Yannick replied kindly.

"Oh, I have a hunch that another good show is about to be staged!" Feizel whistled suddenly, looked at Mu Defan who was walking towards them, and said to the priest.

"Your mentality is not very good. I suggest that you convert to the Light God Sect as soon as possible and listen to the teachings of the goddess. This will help your physical and mental health."

"I..." Feizel wanted to speak, but Master Fan had already walked up to them.

"Hello, Priest Hill."

"Hello, Master Fandelini Gabila."

"I've heard about your rescue of the wounded. I'm touched by your kindness. I'm sorry I haven't had the chance to meet you these days. I hope you don't blame me for it." Mages are quite different.

"You don't need to mind, this is my responsibility." The priest returned the same polite smile.

Fizer felt exhausted after listening to the two talking, so he found an excuse and left quickly.

The harmonious scene between the genius mage and the priest attracted a lot of attention. Since the former didn't seem to want anyone to disturb him, even though they were curious, they didn't rush forward in a rude manner.

"I must first apologize to you," Master Fan said, "because those mages were rude to you."

"It doesn't matter, they can't represent you, and you are not their relatives, so you don't need to be responsible for their actions." The priest smiled slightly: "We can't expect everyone in the world to be smart and never do stupid things, you Say yes?"

"You're right." Master Fan glanced at his hand, the bishop's ring had been covered by black magic again, and the emblem could not be seen clearly. "Although the Holy See seems to have a deep misunderstanding of mages, I think you should be an exception. I don't know which country you are the bishop of. I happen to have a few priest friends. Maybe you still know them."

Yannick blinked: "I'm not a bishop, maybe something has misunderstood you, you can tell by the robe on my body, I'm just a low-level priest."

For a shrewd person like Master Fan, it is impossible for him to use the clumsy excuse of a high imitation toy ring to perfuse him like he told Sophia. Of course, he can't admit it. The best way is to pretend to be stupid.

Knowing that the other party was likely to be lying, Mu Defan didn't continue to ask, but instead confirmed his judgment even more in his heart.

If it were another mage, after knowing such clues, he might be the first to report to the Magic Guild, and then wait for the opportunity to capture the priest. However, Mu Defan is not an ordinary person after all. After quitting, he has been speculating about the identity of the priest.

It is impossible for a real bishop of the Holy See to be like the priest in front of him. He does not even bring a entourage or a knight, and runs around in the robes of a low-level priest. He has no airs and does not hesitate to heal people with magic power. Style up.Therefore, Mu Defan felt that this Priest Hill might be a clever liar. He may be a priest, but he does not have the status of a bishop. long-term purpose.

Fan Master did not expect that he guessed most of the right, but because the process was wrong, the whole conclusion is completely different.

"I know a few priests, all of whom are benevolent priests. Just like you, some of them can speak in front of the Pope. If you need, I can introduce them to you." Fan said the mage.

If the other party is a liar, they might be moved by hearing such words, and thus show off their feet, but Master Fan found that he had completely miscalculated, and the priest's expression did not change at all. He just showed a slightly surprised expression, and complimented: "You are really a It is a great honor for me to know a fair and wise mage who has no prejudices!"

Is he really just a low-level priest?

Master Fan doubted his own judgment for the first time.

No, it's unlikely, it's impossible for a low-level priest to have the city and response like him, and it's impossible for him to face his tempting proposal without showing a little bit of excitement.

The young mage came to a safe conclusion: You can observe this person slowly, and then decide what to do next based on his behavior.

The two chatted there for a long time, which was actually all nonsense, but in the eyes of others, this undoubtedly meant that Master Fan was not a radical, and he even had a certain degree of goodwill towards the priest.

Most mages may have their own ideas, but due to Mu Defan's prestige and reputation, they don't have the courage to criticize in public, but there is always no shortage of radical and extreme people like Asur, and very few mages think that Mu Defan As a student of the Fa Sheng, Fan actually condescends to talk to a priest, which is simply dishonoring the reputation of the Fa Sheng Simon!

So, there really was a mage who walked over righteously, and said coldly to Mu Defan: "Your Excellency Fandelini Gabila, have you forgotten the lives of those innocent mages who died on the gallows of the Holy See?"

Mu Defan raised his eyebrows: "Of course I haven't forgotten."

The apprentice magician who was not afraid of tigers immediately accused: "Then why are you talking to an executioner? This undoubtedly lowers your taste! It also insults Sir Simon!"

Mu Defan glanced at the priest, who was watching this scene with great interest, completely unaware of the person involved. "Facing the common enemy, human beings are facing the same crisis. At this time, entanglement in hatred and internal strife will only accelerate the pace of human failure. My teacher taught me this way, or you know better than my teacher These principles?"

The trainee mage didn't know how to refute immediately, he could only open his mouth and blushed.

Tines came over to smooth things over: "Okay, gentlemen, tonight is a happy night, can we not talk about spoilers, if there is anything we need to discuss, we can wait until tomorrow..."

Before he could finish speaking, the door of the city hall was slammed open with a bang.

"Your Excellency, the city lord, it is extremely urgent!—The undead strike again!!!"