DNF, made by the ancient gods

Suddenly aware of something, he tried his best to raise his head and look into the distance.

It was a twisted hole intertwined with faint blue and jet black.

--A door".

*

"A decree to rectify order has been issued, but judging from the observations of the past two days... the results of the decree are not very satisfactory."

Alger pushed the daily report to Bai En's desk.

"not ideal?"

"Yes, although you took the very correct direction as your starting point, you also know that the folk customs in Ximu Town are a bit special, and most of the people have a playful view of this decree."

"Is this the main reason?"

"...No. The main reason should be that the guards in the territory are not prestigious. Most of the guards left by the previous lord are old fritters waiting to die. For these people... we must It's eliminated, but in order to prevent them from mobilizing a crowd to make trouble, our methods must be as gentle as possible..."

"Moderate can mean ineffective."

Straightforwardly point out the core of this issue, and then I want to quickly end this topic.

To be honest, this topic seems very boring to him-rectifying order is just a cover for him to find out the "Holy Crown". He wants to use this reason to bring the "Holy Crown" under his control, and then use it The resources allow this religion to complete their goal as quickly as possible - the séance.

Therefore, he is not very enthusiastic about rectifying order itself. He may have intentions, but it is definitely not a firm idea.But now Alger, who didn't know the truth, tried his best to report these insignificant issues to him... He was really not very interested.

"Sometimes we can be more decisive... You know what I mean. From now on, we have to do this matter cleanly, and we can cut the mess quickly. As for the hidden dangers that may arise, I have a way to clean up."

He picked up the report sheet, and while giving orders to his cheap entourage with the air of a superior, he quickly read these work summaries.

"Um……?"

He looked up, brow raised.

"Alger, have you caught the member of that cult?"

This is good news. After two days of decadent waiting, he finally found the entrance to this cult.This may sound like a waste of time, but from a subjective point of view, if he is asked to choose between the two options of "waiting in bed for two days" and "working hard to find people everywhere by stepping on stinky gutters and filth", he will Will definitely choose the former.

Of course, he didn't choose the former entirely because of his subjective intentions. As far as what he was going to do next, his status as a Viscount and his control over the territory would bring him great convenience.

"Master Viscount, I did catch a missionary of a cult. The members of this cult were easy to meet before, and even spread their teachings openly, but it seems that your decree stimulated them, starting two days ago , cultists seldom appear, and this time we caught one because he was recognized by his acquaintances."

He clapped his palm.

"That would be great, tell me, where did you keep him?"

*

He took off the conspicuous dark purple mage robe on his body, and then put on a very ordinary gray robe for himself.

Pulling down the hood, the mage, who completely hid the upper half of his face in the shadow, looked in the mirror and felt that this useless disguise was passable.

"what are you doing?"

Watching Bai Suo pull out some bottles and jars, some of which were even mixed with a lot of lethal potion, Niyali could only feel that the corners of her eyebrows kept twitching.

"You're dressed like this..."

"I'm going to meet my good brother. Is there anything wrong with dressing up?"

Her eyes widened slightly.

"Are you planning to meet Bai En?"

"correct answer."

He rolled up his sleeves, holding a spot of light in his pale palm.

"Also, it's time to give this gift to him."

"Wait, this thing... aren't you afraid that the bat will pass the news to Green?"

She felt it was impossible.

"He's going to be crazy."

In this regard, Bai Suo holds a different view.

"No, he won't."

Chapter 045

The sound of footsteps echoed in the empty corridor. Abel, who was lifted out of the prison due to the order of the prince, raised his head. The man locked in the interrogation room was already mentally prepared.

Others slander them as heretics, but only the believers in their religion know the truth—their faith has performed miracles. Compared with the church that only steals people’s money and destroys their families, they are undoubtedly on the right track on the road.

The real utopia-everyone is equal.

People with beliefs are not easy to be defeated, and only their own beliefs are left to defeat them.

With a sharp creaking sound, the iron door of the interrogation room was pulled open, and Abel looked at the light source that suddenly entered his field of vision. The dim candlelight did not make him feel uncomfortable, after all, it was too dim.

What followed was a very young voice.

"Mr. Abel... right?"

He looked at the young man, and from his age and attire, he saw that he was "Viscount George"--the man who issued the evil decree against the non-Christians, the faithful lackey of the Church.

Abel knew the Viscount's purpose of coming here was to find out where their church was gathered.He made up his mind not to speak, and he was mentally prepared to dedicate himself to his faith.

Therefore, he lowered his head again, pretending not to see it.

The viscount, who saw all of Abel's movements, clicked his tongue. Without the help of others, the door behind him slowly closed, and the entire interrogation room fell into darkness again.

"Well, I know there may be a little misunderstanding between us."

Here it's just him and Abel, so there's a cleaner solution to the problem.

He walked towards Abel, his steps were slow, but every step could hear a clear echo.

"I want to know the main gathering place of the 'Holy Crown' from your mouth, but I think...you may have misunderstood my thoughts."

"In terms of government orders, I am indeed a bit strict, but this is also a necessary sacrifice for the overall situation. I have to find you, but after I find you, I will never send you to the gallows, let alone put You are tied to a cross and burned..."

In the quiet and dark environment, everything seems so mysterious.

"You have to understand that I have good intentions for you..."

Hearing this, this man with firm belief couldn't help frowning.He didn't feel that the viscount had good intentions for their group - the damn system of reporting and sitting together was simply trying to force them to a dead end.

But no matter how suspicious he was, the viscount's footsteps were always approaching.As the viscount approached, Abel keenly noticed something different.

—It is light.

In the dimly lit interrogation room, the brightness changed slightly.A faint red light lit up, like a red flame flickering.

"after all--"

He raised his head in surprise, and the figure of the Viscount was reflected in his pupils.The viscount he suspected was already standing in front of him, leaning on a cane, his too young face seemed to be smiling.

And behind him, the mysterious creature stretched out its huge body. This huge creature that seemed to blend into the shadows opened its eyes. In the eye sockets, scarlet flames seemed to overflow.

Abel's pupils constricted, and he saw a miracle again, the enlightenment given to him by the gods.

"We're all voices for Green."

"Viscount George" said with a smile.

*

"You're such a nice guy."

The succubus girl stuck her buttocks on the counter, and she didn't know whether she was sitting or floating, propped her chin, and looked at the scene in front of her sleepily.

"I know that most of the good people in your mouth are ironic, but because of the saying that people are inherently good, I barely listen to it as a compliment—although you are not a human being."

Magic moved the original goods in an orderly manner, and then put some sundries he used to refill into them. A large number of objects were flying in the air without colliding. This scene is quite interesting.

"However, I don't want to borrow other people's storefronts like this, but our diligent Lord Viscount has issued a series of government orders, and the most terrible one is the issue of public security. Although the effect is not great, I think we should not go against his wishes It's better to come."

After all, if he set up a street stall everywhere... He probably wouldn't be able to communicate well with Bai En, anyway, he shouldn't impress Bai En by slapping his face.

Therefore, the original owner of the store was wronged for the time being.But he shouldn't care, at least he can't care now that he is sleeping soundly. As for what happens afterward... He has already given compensation, so no matter how much he complains, it has nothing to do with him.

"Well, smart man."

Witnessing the luminous illusory sphere flying past her eyes, Niyali intercepted it casually, spread her palms, and carefully observed the flow of light inside the sphere.

"You've got to make sure that bat is blind, though, or we're all going to die."

She glanced at the lady outsider who was curled up on Baisuo's head, as if she had put her hair into a nest. The appearance of this sphere was inseparable from Yog's help, which means that she also agreed to this adventurous plan.

"You can rest assured on this point, this son of Grimm... the intersection with Bai En is not as close as you think. Moreover, Bai En is not a fool, the Lord God should have reminded him, don't expose the existence of the magic sword in front of the nightmare .”

"He's a smart badass."

"Sometimes I really want to pry your head open to see how far into the future you have seen. The relationship between the dark elf remains and Grimm was told by you and me. If this is the case, you should also know how far away this step is. What a headache."

She tapped her temple.

"You not only want to put her on Bai En's body, but also want her to regain her human form... Besides, the magic technique you hide here is not a joke, right?"

She let go of her hand and let the sphere fly to the sales counter under Bai Suo's control.

"Of course not, I am serious all the time."

Dead dark elves cannot be brought back to life - it's just a joke.If Green hadn't been obsessed with the individual "Ashudor", he would definitely have countless ways to "live" this remains.

——Simply come alive.

And now, they're doing something Green has been refusing to do.

"A new consciousness is born from a dead body. The newborn girl doesn't know the weight she is carrying. She is ignorant and will walk with a body that connects the past and the present..."

"Isn't this an epic feeling?"

He wants to use Ashdore's remains to conceive a new consciousness, and a brand new "highest dark elemental elf" will be born from the remains of the deceased, but she is not Ashdore, and she will not remember the past.

This is a prerequisite that must be done. In the distant future, he will need such an "Ashudor".

so--

Naiyali covered her face, the corners of her mouth slightly raised.

She just thought that guy Green would go crazy.

However, this is so pleasant!

Chapter 046

It is not difficult to deceive a person, but it is more difficult to make a person dedicate himself wholeheartedly, especially to deceive a devout believer.

According to common sense, this task is relatively difficult to do.

The viscount walked out of the prison, followed by his entourage.In the eyes of everyone, the cultist who blasphemed the church's beliefs had already died from a dagger piercing his heart. His blood flowed out of the interrogation room, staining the stone bricks.

Everyone understood—this is a kind viscount who is a firm believer in the church. His tolerance for heresy can be called a trial knight who came out of the heresy trial. No one will doubt his purpose anymore.

"The glory of God will always shine on you, Lord Viscount."

If this god really exists, just hope he/she doesn't take his head off.

He smiled irrefutably, and followed by his entourage, this knight who was not keen on horseback riding walked into the market, where there were both slave traders and normal shops.

Then, he noticed the businessman in the gray robe at first sight.

The hood covered the upper half of his face, and the exposed part of his skin was too pale. There was a smile on the corner of his mouth, and he raised his head slightly, as if he was looking at this side.

"Oh, that's the tailor shop that accepted your commission... Strange, where is the old tailor? Why did his shop look like this..."

Alger also noticed that shop, as Bai En once praised, he has a good memory.

"Your Majesty Viscount, please wait a moment. Something may have happened there, and someone may even be targeting your life. Please order your subordinates to lead a team to investigate for you..."

Before Alger finished speaking, the Viscount he was loyal to waved his hand first, interrupting his next words.

"no need."

He felt it—a premonition that this must be done.

It was "the same kind", even though he didn't know what "the same kind" was.

"Just take someone here and wait here, I'll go there by myself."