At the junction of the abandoned urban area and the western urban area, in front of a magnificent manor.
The speeding carriage came from afar, drove into the manor, and finally stopped in front of the manor villa.
The side door of the carriage opened, and a figure hidden in a cloak walked out.
He declined the service of the footman and strode into the hall.
As soon as he entered the hall, he started yelling, his old voice full of anger:
"Jordan! You little bastard! Get out of here!"
The angry roar caused echoes in the hall, making the maids in the hall tremble with fear.
A moment later, accompanied by hurried footsteps, a slender and handsome figure walked down the stairs.
If Charlotte were here, she would find that this person is none other than Jordan de Gaston, a young aristocrat who was frightened to death by Sebas at the dinner at the Duke's Palace and behaved ugly in front of her. .
Seeing the figure wearing a cloak, Jordan's expression changed slightly and he suddenly felt nervous.
With a wave of his hand, he asked the maids to leave one after another, and then put on a respectful and flattering face:
"Great... Great Priest, why are you here?"
The visitor snorted and took off his cloak.
He is none other than the great priest of the Principality of Bold—Lenus de Caen!
I saw the great priest looking at the young nobleman coldly, and his old voice suppressed his anger:
"You should understand why I came."
"Tell me, was it you little bastard who told that guy about Thorn Rose?"
After hearing the words of the great priest, Ruoerdan's eyes dodge, with a look of fear on his face:
"Great... Great Priest, you... please listen to my explanation..."
"I...I have no choice but to..."
"You have no choice! I have protected you so many times. Is this how you repay me? Are you really afraid that I will expose the things you participated in to your father?!"
The high priest said angrily.
Jordan's face turned pale and he almost fell to the ground.
And at this moment, along with a distant sigh, a gentle and calm voice came from the steps:
"Come on, Lord Nass, please calm down."
"Being too angry is not good for your health, especially for an elder like you."
As he spoke, with steady footsteps, a man wearing a mage's robe slowly walked down.
Seeing the man, the high priest's eyes narrowed slightly.
He narrowed his eyes and his expression turned cold:
"Is it you? You're actually here too?"
"Hmph! Just right! Should you give me an explanation for yesterday's Blood Demon case?"
The man smiled slightly.
He signaled Jordan to retreat, and then said calmly:
"Explanation? I wonder what kind of explanation the Great Priest needs? Do you want to ask me about the missing girls, or do you want to ask me about the thorns and roses I left at the scene?"
The high priest's expression suddenly darkened:
"I want to remind you that you have crossed the line. Don't forget our agreement!"
"Promise? Huh? Wasn't it the great priest who broke the contract first?"
The man said calmly.
"What do you mean?"
The high priest's expression darkened.
"What do you mean? Of course it means literally. You reached an agreement with the eldest lady of the Castel family without my consent. Where does this put me?"
The man said leisurely.
As he spoke, his voice became colder:
"Don't forget, we agreed at the beginning that the eldest daughter of the Castel family can be yours, but the Castel territory must be mine!"
The high priest narrowed his eyes and said:
"It was just a temporary need. It was an empty promise. I didn't sign a contract with her."
"After more than half a year, I successfully compete to be the officiant. You can do whatever you want to her, and I can even cooperate from the sidelines!"
"Oh? Is that really like this? I'm afraid that by that time, you happily took her away from the land of right and wrong, and you may have forgotten me as an old friend? What's more, you don't have the final say in the Holy Royal Court."
The man chuckled and said.
The high priest was silent.
He narrowed his eyes slightly:
"What on earth do you mean?"
"Nothing else, I just want to remind you not to forget your agreement with me."
"I know you are eager to make contributions and want to increase your chips. This is normal, but please don't affect my plan."
The man said coldly.
After hearing the man's words, a flash of anger appeared in the high priest's eyes, but it soon turned into fear.
He took a deep breath, suppressed his anger, and said:
"what do you want?"
"I want the church not to protect Charlotte of Castells, and not to demand theocracy from the Land of Castells."
"This is impossible!"
The high priest flatly rejected it.
"Then don't blame me for stumbling upon you."
The man said leisurely.
"you wanna die!"
The high priest was immediately furious.
He lifted the man up, and the pressure of the third level of Blazing Sun was extremely terrifying.
The man's face turned slightly pale, but he smiled with difficulty:
"Calm down."
"If you kill me, you hide the resurrection of the evil god and the things you have done before... it will spread throughout the streets of Boulder tomorrow."
The high priest's face changed slightly.
His hands were trembling, his eyes were red, and he looked at the man with anger, but he finally put the man down dejectedly.
"That's right, Lord High Priest."
The man said leisurely.
The high priest gently closed his eyes and gritted his teeth:
"I really regret that I shouldn't have listened to your nonsense in the first place! I boarded your pirate ship!"
"Hey, there are always regrets in life, but it's not okay to indulge in regrets. We still have to look forward."
The man laughed.
After saying that, he pointed out something:
"Don't be too angry. Maybe... helping me get the Castel Territory as soon as possible will be a good thing for you."
The great priest's heart moved:
"What do you mean."
The man paused and said leisurely:
"I heard that the great Duke of Bold's old injury has recurred again, and I'm afraid he won't live for many days."
"If you were expecting him to help you, I'm afraid your hopes are in vain."
"His body has been overstretched by years of war and can no longer accept magical treatment."
After hearing the man's words, the high priest's expression changed slightly:
"real?"
"Haha, otherwise why do you think he is so anxious to establish his illegitimate son Lainuo as his heir?"
The man chuckled.
The high priest was silent.
His expression kept changing.
Looking at the high priest who was lost in thought, the man smiled:
"It seems you have thought of it too."
"The Principality of Bold is about to fall into chaos. At this time... whoever can get the Castel Territory first will be able to help you."
"Hehe, Castel is as rich as any country. He can spend a large sum of money to help you rise to power. Sometimes we don't lack connections, but we lack enough Quintana."
The high priest looked at him coldly:
"Your purpose is not just Castel, right?"
The man heyed twice but didn't answer.
The high priest looked at him quietly for a few seconds and said coldly:
"The church will not take back what it has said. The church will still protect Castel in name."
"Of course, I will turn a blind eye to your actions."
The man smiled:
"That's enough. Don't worry, I am a person who fulfills my promise. I will not kill her, but will train her and send her to you. Of course... to people outside, she is dead. ”
The high priest snorted coldly and his expression softened slightly.
He paused and said:
"No need for training, I want the original taste."
"Besides... don't be so confident. Even without the protection of the church, Castel still has secret power. The two demon-hunting knights sent by the church to protect her last night were taken down as stalkers. Even the one who took action No one was seen."
"You don't have to worry, I have my own plan."
the man said with a smile.
"There is also the matter of the evil god's resurrection..."
"You don't have to worry about this. As we all know, the conscientious high priest has never hidden the news of the evil god's resurrection. Everything is just a rumor."
"Hmph! Remember what you said!"
The high priest glared at him fiercely, threw up his sleeves and walked away.
"No!"
The man said loudly.
It wasn't until the great priest left in the car that he chuckled and turned back to the second floor.
When he came to the study, he sat down in front of the desk. A black shadow slowly emerged behind him, and finally condensed into a human shape, turning into a hunchbacked figure wearing a black hood.
Seeing the hunched figure next to him, the man smiled slightly:
"You're back? How about your investigation?"
"Hehehe, it's the Rose Society. The person who secretly protects her should be the Rose Society. My blood servant died on the territory of the Rose Society. And this morning, a demi-human maid suspected of belonging to the Rose Society appeared in Castel Manor. ”
The hunched figure said hoarsely.
"The Rose Club? What a bunch of haunting guys! They've been jumping up and down for so many years, and before I even had time to cause trouble with them, they stuck to them again like a nasty fly."
The man frowned.
"So...how do you want to deal with these pesky flies?"
The crotched figure asked with interest.
The man hummed softly and took out a stack of parchment from under the desk:
"I wanted to deal with them later, but it seems... we have to move forward. The president of the Rose Society is a big trouble, and we must get rid of it in advance."
"Being able to get the support of the Rose Society, it seems that Castel has a lot of background..."
The crotched figure turned over the parchment without commenting:
"Hey, sheltering wanted pagan demi-humans? Smuggling contraband? Participating in the Blood Demon case? Having an affair with the Adam Order? And... colluding with the evil god? Gee, where did you find so many good things? There should be some Is it forged?"
"You don't need to worry about it. Send these to the trial court, it will be enough for those guys to go to hell."
"The Rose Society...from top to bottom, I want them...all to die!"
The man said coldly.
"Hey, the question is, who do you want to let go? The trial court always attaches great importance to the source of information. Don't tell me that you plan to report anonymously. It's useless. There are eyes all around the trial court! Even a bird can give you feedback. source!"
"I have my own choice."
The man said calmly.
After speaking, he gently pressed the bell on the table.
After a while, the study door was lightly knocked.
"Come in."
The man was dignified.
With a creak, the door was pushed open, and a gentle and beautiful Priestess walked in.
She bowed respectfully to the man:
"My Lord Count."
"Get up, the high priest has left, you don't have to hide anymore."
The man nodded slightly.
As he spoke, he supported his chin with his hands, looked at the beautiful priest, and smiled slightly:
"How many years have you been with me?"
Priestess replied respectfully:
"It's been seven years."
"Seven years..."
The man sighed softly.
"In seven years, you have become a first-level priest. The Church trusts you, the Demon Hunt trusts you, and even the always harsh Trial House... there are many trial knights who have accepted your treatment and accepted your favors. "
As he spoke, he smiled slightly:
"Lottie, I have two things I need you to do now."