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After the banquet, Chris once again became the focus of gossip in the upper class of the imperial capital.

The half-brother of His Majesty the Emperor, the son of a prostitute, has never been recognized by the elders' house, and has a vain title of earl, but he has become a noble prince overnight, and has a rich and rich harvest recognized by the empire. Felton County.

His Majesty the Emperor even wants to let his brother participate in state affairs!

Even though we don't know what method His Majesty used to convince the people in the House of Elders, there is no one among the nobles who is not talking about this matter, and most of their attitudes tend to be a joke.

You must know that for so many years, His Excellency Chris has not only lived in seclusion, but also has not received systematic education like other members of the royal family. No one knows whether he is illiterate, or even if he is not illiterate, how much he knows about these esoteric national affairs.

Amidst the uproar of gossip, there is another piece of gossip that has not attracted much attention, that is, it is said that His Excellency Chris is actually a powerful mage.

Come on!Nine out of ten people who heard the news would react with sneer—if this Lord Chris is really a mage, he can't be so powerful, can he be as powerful as a Dharma saint?Not to mention reaching the level of a Dharma Saint, even if he has reached the level of a great magician like Master Mu Defan, His Majesty the Emperor would not wait until now to forcibly seal him with imperial power in spite of many objections!

More people tend to believe the following reason: Because the undead incident is too much trouble this time, His Majesty the Emperor urgently needs to unite the relationship with other countries through marriage, and it just so happens that the Emperor Charlemagne has a princess who is about the same age as His Excellency Chris. Therefore, His Majesty chose to promote His Excellency Chris's status at this time, and it was also to pave the way for this matter.

Many people have invested in this wave of gossip with unprecedented enthusiasm, from the nobles to the common people. Everyone has great curiosity and sympathy for the legendary princess of the Charlemagne Empire who is about to marry Lord Chris. , This kind of enthusiasm for gossip far exceeds the attention to the battle ahead.

Contrary to this enthusiastic atmosphere, since the banquet that day, Chris stayed in his upgraded Prince's Mansion and didn't know what he was busy with. Many people thought it was because he was afraid of Everyone's discussion is so hidden.

Yannick sneered at this. In his opinion, Chris must have been an academic fanatic, and he found some books or medicines and so on. As for the discussions outside, he didn't care about it in the previous 30 years. It is even more impossible to take it to heart after that—it has to be said that the silver-haired priest knows him far better than those people.

But now Yannick has no time to worry about what the black mage is busy with, because he has more important things to do.

The first thing is to visit Bishop Lahe.

"Oh, dear fellow, you are here. I was just about to send someone to find you!" Since a certain tacit understanding and consensus were reached there, Bishop Lahe's attitude became very friendly, and he even changed his title. .

Yannick was as good as others, and of course he had to return a warm greeting: "Dear Lahe, how was the palace banquet that day, I was not feeling well, and I left very early, and I didn't have time to say hello to you!"

The corners of Bishop Lahe's mouth dropped, his face full of disapproval: "Don't mention it! Ever since Francis II announced the announcement of the imperial conferment of His Excellency Chris, the topic of the whole banquet has revolved around that His Excellency Chris. Now I'm afraid he even knows exactly what color underwear his mother likes!"

Although he was somewhat disrespectful, what he said was so interesting that the silver-haired priest couldn't help laughing: "I never knew you had such a talent for telling jokes!"

"I'd rather discuss the current situation in Saint-Mar City with them!" Bishop Lahe spread his hands.

"How is the city of Santa Mar now?" Yannick asked along the way.

"There is no news from the team that went to explore the road, but with His Excellency Fansherich in charge, I don't think there will be any major problems." Bishop Lahe said.

"No news is good news." The silver-haired priest smiled slightly, "Goddess of Light will definitely protect us."

"The Goddess of Light is always merciful." Bishop Lahe also echoed. For professional magicians like them, these clichés can be said without even thinking about them. "But dear Yannick, I am really happy today because I have two good news to tell you."

Yannick: "Has it been decided that you will become a cardinal?"

"You're only half right." Bishop Lahe smiled mysteriously. "These two pieces of good news are not only related to me, but also related to you."

"Oh?" Yannick was really aroused this time.

"Regarding my promotion to Cardinal, someone leaked the wind to me. It is said that His Majesty the Pope intends to let me fill the vacated position this time."

"I heard from you last time that there seem to be several candidates for this position?"

"Oh yes, dear Yannick, the other two candidates, one is from Vaserich and the other is from Gustav. Although His Majesty the Pope prefers Vaserich, it is not good to be so blatant He who upholds him shall be made a bishop."

Yannick suddenly realized that this is the western version of the fight between the snipe and the clam. "So His Majesty the Pope has taken a fancy to you as a neutral?"

"Yes." Bishop Lahe didn't expect such a turnaround, but it was obviously a good thing, and he couldn't hide the joy on his face.

"Then I'll congratulate you in advance, maybe giving you a big pot of Blanca tea would be more to your liking?"

"Haha! Don't rush to tease me, there is another piece of good news! There is an order from His Majesty the Pope from the Holy See, asking me to find someone who can succeed me so that I can have a smooth handover when I take office at the end of the month. Yannick, I'm going to recommend you, what do you think?"

"You mean...?" Yannick was really surprised this time.

"Yes, yes!" Bishop Lahe smiled meaningfully, "Don't you still want to go back to be your bishop of Santos? Wouldn't it be better to stay in the Garter Empire? Let the guy who took your position cry bitterly." Bar!"

It is of course very good to be the bishop of the Garter Empire, that is equivalent to ascending to heaven in one step.

Yannick is still a low-level priest in name. Even if he has the bishop's ring and got acquainted with Arthur Van Shelich, it doesn't actually help his situation much.

Because of the huge disparity in status between the two parties, the archbishop in red even wanted to sneak him in. In the end, he gave him a golden badge, which was enough to show the sincerity of the superior. It was impossible to push Yannick to the top right away. The position was too high, but it was Bishop Lahe in front of him who brought unexpected good news.

What a man seeks all his life is nothing more than beauty, money and power.

Excited to be excited, the silver-haired priest showed his good qualities, and didn't show any gaffes, just showing just the right surprise.

"Although I have made a little contribution in La Serena, it should not be a big deal in the eyes of His Majesty the Pope. Can he agree to hand over such an important position to me?"

Excited, grateful, with a little hesitation and fear, Bishop Lahe was very satisfied with the other party's reaction.

"This is indeed a problem, but don't worry too much. There just happened to be an important task recently. If you are willing to take over and complete it satisfactorily, I believe the position of bishop cannot be escaped."

Bishop Lahe said with a smile, "Also, don't forget, Vansherich wanted to win you over before. Instead of letting this position fall into the hands of Gustav, I believe he would rather hope that you take over. Come, he will definitely speak good words for you in front of the Pope. In addition to the bishop ring in your hand, can this position still slip away from your hand?"

Yannick gradually calmed down, knowing that the position of bishop could not be obtained so smoothly. He was more concerned about the task that Bishop Lahe said: "I don't know what that task is?"

"Last month, a group of priests died suddenly while passing through the Principality of Ceylon. When the bodies were found, their blood had been sucked dry."

"Monster?"

"No." Bishop Lahe slightly restrained his smile, "They are vampires. Of course, they call themselves vampires."

"Are you sure it wasn't made by a monster?"

"Of course, there are two blood holes in the necks of all the corpses, only vampires would do this." Bishop Lahe looked serious, "You should also know that the Holy See has always been committed to eliminating evil vampires, until recently The undead and monsters were discovered, and the Holy See was busy responding to requests from various countries for help, but the vampires would take the opportunity to move out."

"The priests who were attacked in that team were all low-level priests?"

"No, they are all high-level."

Oh my god, this Holy See is simply a master of hatred!

Mage, elves, vampires, oh, maybe even monsters, is there any race that the Holy See can't get the hatred value from? !

How about adding the Dragon Clan too!

This is the rhythm of thinking that I didn't die fast enough!

The silver-haired priest was a little flustered: "You don't want me to destroy the vampires alone, do you?"

"Of course not, dear, I'm still waiting for you to become my solid and reliable ally, how can I let you go to die!" Before the silver-haired priest could breathe a sigh of relief, he heard Bishop Lahe say again: "So it's not you alone Go, you will still have companions."

"..."

You just said that the entire team of high-level priests are dead, okay? My little friend can't be at the bishop level, right? If it's still a high-level priest, it's useless!

Seeing that his face was not looking good, Bishop Lahe said earnestly: "If you want to let those above have nothing to say, you have to make enough contributions. La Serena and his party alone are not enough to make you a bishop, even if the Pope If you agree, others will have objections, which will not benefit you in the future. Dear Yannick, I hope you understand this."

"Of course." The silver-haired priest let out a long breath, and he showed a relieved smile after digesting the cruel facts. "I understand your kindness, I accept this mission, but I hope that my companions will not be too weak, and the command of the team needs to be in my hands."

"Don't worry, the Holy See also attaches great importance to this mission, and I will apply for you to lead the team." Bishop Lahe patted him on the shoulder. "Great benefits always come with risks!"

The silver-haired priest fully understood what he meant. This sentence was translated into an oriental proverb, which means wealth and wealth are sought in danger. If the task is so easy to complete, it will not be his turn to pick the fruit. Take ten thousand steps back and say that the task can be completed without any effort As Bishop Lahe said, he can't accumulate any prestige, and it doesn't help him on his way to become a bishop.

"When to set off?"

"It will take a few days until the Holy See sends people over. You should take a good rest first. If you can, try to buy as many high-level scrolls as possible." Bishop Lahe winked at him, "It can also be used to save your life in critical moments."

"Speaking of this matter, I have the audacity to ask you for help." Yannick smiled, "When I escaped from the Principality of Santos, I was already penniless, and I relied on my friends for help during this period. It's hard to say, so I want to borrow a sum of money from you."

Although he had already received Earl Marin's six hundred gold coins before, he wanted to buy too many things. Since he was already an ally, Yannick would not be polite to this old man if he had to take on a mission that might cost him his life.

The most important thing is that he heard that the church in the Garter Empire is very rich, and there is no financial deficit at all. He is also the bishop-designate of the empire now, so he should pay it in advance.

"Oh, I understand, how much do you want?" Bishop Lahe was very generous.

Yannick smiled and held out a finger.

"Ten thousand? Oh that's a lot, honey, how about five thousand?"

The silver-haired priest twitched the corner of his mouth. He originally wanted to say a thousand words...

The church is really rich and powerful. Of course, this should also have something to do with Bishop Lahe's desire to show sincerity, although he is only generous to the church.

"That's enough, thank you very much."

How does it feel to jump from poor to wealthy?

Anyway, the silver-haired priest is a little fluttering when he walks now.

Even knowing that he was about to face a difficult task in the near future, he couldn't get rid of the strange curvature of his mouth now, so that his face was subtly distorted, causing Baker to think that he had encountered some inhumane things inside.

Five thousand gold coins is not a small amount, and it is impossible for the church to pile up all the gold coins in a warehouse and wait for someone to get them. There have long been bank vaults on the mainland. Bishop Lahe opened a certificate, and Yannick only needs to hold the certificate You can withdraw money from any vault in the imperial capital.

On the way to the vault, he changed the magic bag by the way—it turned out that the magic bag didn’t have enough capacity, even if it’s a magic crystal, it’s almost full if you put a hundred or so. Now that you have money, it’s time to replace it. Yannick took Earl Marin's reward of [-] gold coins and exchanged it for a high-end magic bag without blinking. It is said that the main material is black dragon skin, which is invulnerable to water and fire.

Baker didn't know that he was about to own [-] gold coins. Seeing that he had spent [-] gold coins in a change of hands, he couldn't help but be speechless: "Is it really okay for you to spend money like this?"

"Of course it doesn't matter. I remember that after you followed me, I haven't paid you yet, have I?" Yannick patted him on the shoulder and gave him the remaining one hundred gold coins. "Sophia should start teaching you swordsmanship, use it to replace a suit of good clothes, and wear them like a swordsman!"

"This, this!" Baker stammered, holding a hundred gold coins felt a little hot, "I don't need so many!"

"You don't need to save me money in the future, because," the silver-haired priest put his shoulders on his shoulders, and said in a deep tone, "I'm rich."