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When I heard that the benevolent and benevolent Ms. Celia wanted to recruit young and promising subordinates, eligible boys and girls flocked here.
Monica personally sat at the door of the church and taught all the interviewees in the school one by one.
The boys and girls who came were almost all poor people. Most of them were disheveled, with sweat and body odor on their bodies. When a large group of people gather together, the taste is even stronger.
Everyone in the California Hotel couldn't take it anymore, their faces were a little ugly, but they had to continue to maintain law and order.
On the other hand, Monica sat among these people calmly, without showing even a trace of impatience or disgust, but seemed very at ease.
Her attitude gave the poor people a feeling of spring breeze, and their sense of her became better and better.
Beta, on the other hand, was drinking fruit wine in the tavern, listening to the bard sing a ditty. In front of him, there was a drunk bragging: "I'm not afraid to tell you, here in our northwest region, the real owner is Earl Billy, and the second is the Marquis Claire. Many things, without Earl Billy nodding, you will It can't be done. If you want to open a shop in the street, you have to send five gold coins to Count Billy's butler first."
Beta was a little strange: "The Marquis should be older than the Earl, why is Earl Billy the most powerful?"
The drunkard shook the wine glass in his hand, and it was empty.
Beta waved, and the prepared bartender immediately brought a glass of fruit wine. The drunk took it with satisfaction, took a sip, and then continued: "If you want to be the boss, you must at least have soldiers in your hand. The father of the Marquis Claire led troops to the expedition, but the whole army was wiped out. Six years have passed, and the Marquis's Mansion has not calmed down. Earl Clare was only thirteen years old at the time, and he is only nineteen years old now, how can he compare with the old and wise Earl Billy."
"So if I want to get close to Count Billy, what should I pay attention to?"
"A mercenary who wants to meet Earl Billy must either be very strong. Or go to the big fat bear to introduce him."
"Big Fat Bear?"
"There is a big river on the northwest side of our holy city, and there is a pier there. The big fat bear is at the pier, and the entire pier is under his control. You will know when you go."
"Thanks."
Beta paid for the drink, a total of thirty-two copper coins. quite cheap.
The Northwest Wharf is also considered lively, after all, river transportation is a very convenient thing.
The pier is not too big, it is just divided into upper and lower sides, and there is a long and uneven building complex on the embankment highland by the river. And a little lower is the fixed long sloping board of the pier, beside the same long passage, there are one or two small boats parked on each side.
Beta walked around the embankment, attracting the attention of many people. These people were all armed with weapons and had sharp eyes, but none of them came up to trouble Beta, they were just on guard.
After turning around, Beta left.
When he returned to the North County Chapel, he saw many people gathered in front of the church, and many people were lying on the ground.
Monica was still sitting behind the table in the middle of the church, examining the interviewees.
Beta walked over, found Captain Harriman, and asked, "What's going on?"
"A group of bastards came here just now, saying that this is the territory of Marquis Claire. No matter what activities you want to carry out, you must get the consent of the Marquis, otherwise it will be a violation of the law."
"And then you put them down?"
Harriman shrugged: "After all, it was the order from the mistress."
Beta walked over to those bastards lying on the ground moaning. They all showed resentment when they saw people approaching. And one of them even shouted: "You are finished, Marquis Claire will kill you."
Beta fumbled to accept it, and asked in confusion, "Could Marquis Claire be such an idiot?"
"How dare you scold the Marquis..."
"It's hard to say, after all, some nobles are really brain-dead, and they can't be deduced with common sense. Anyway, it should be clear to see them."
Beta kicked the man unconscious.
In Claire Manor.
Claire, who was young, even too delicate, was coughing at this time. Finally coughing stopped, he half leaned on the edge of the bed, looking at the lush greenery of the manor outside the window, feeling sad in his heart.
How long can your body last
How long can the Claire family last
He has always believed that the most terrifying thing in the world is not death. Instead, he watched helplessly as death approached him.
That kind of powerlessness can make people unable to resist the despair.
But he didn't dare to die. If he died, what would his mother do, his two younger brothers, and the youngest sister? He could see that after his death, neither his mother nor his second brother could support the family, and they would soon be suppressed by Count Billy.
In the end, the Claire family may still exist, but Claire's bloodline will definitely be replaced. Some irrelevant people will live in as the master's stranger.
Thinking of this, he couldn't help coughing again.
As if to cough out the lungs.
Finally, the cough stopped, and he was about to lie on the bed for a while, when someone knocked on the door.
He replied weakly: "Please come in."
When the door came, Claire turned her head and sighed, "It turned out to be Jeff. What's the matter? If there is no urgent matter, can you let me sleep for a while?"
Jeff hesitated for a while, and then said: "Master, I also want you to rest more. But this time, you may have to meet the person. A young man who claims to be a subordinate of Archbishop Celia wants to see you. "
"Just one subordinate wants to see me?" Claire smiled self-deprecatingly: "If it was a few years ago, the archbishop came in person, I would have asked him to wait. Now... Forget it, just see me. Three years Alright, this is the first faction that dares to visit me at my door, it’s good to meet you.”
Claire got up from the bed, and Jeff hurried over to support his body while helping him put on the noble robe.
Then slowly move to the living room step by step.
Beta waited in the living room for a long time, and he even wondered in his heart whether the master had released his pigeons, or made himself wait here on purpose!
He even thought about leaving.
But at this moment, he heard slow and feeble footsteps coming from the corridor. He walked slowly step by step, and after walking for a long time, he appeared from the side door next to him.
Claire didn't look at who was standing in the living room, he walked directly to his main seat, sat on it with difficulty, and then looked at Beta.
From the side door to the main seat, it was only a dozen meters away, and he walked for almost a minute.
The man's face was as white as a vampire's, his forehead was blue, and he looked like he was about to die. But his stubborn eyes, which only stared at the front, revealed a wordless pride.
Such a person would send gangsters to make trouble
Beta instantly had the answer in his heart.
After sitting upright, Claire finally looked at Beta, and then froze for a moment.
The man in front of him was full of heroic spirit and calm demeanor.
But soon Claire realized: "Why didn't your archbishop come? Would it be an insult to visit a Marquis?"
"If it's a friendly visit, my master will naturally come." Although he guessed the truth, he still had to go through the scene: "Your Excellency sent a group of bastards to our church to make trouble, and the master sent me to ask why. "
"I don't even know who your master is or what he looks like." Claire smiled wryly, "If I say that I was framed, would you believe it?"
"Letter." Beta said lightly.
Claire was a little surprised by this crisp answer: "You actually believe it?"
"You can still believe what the Marquis said." Naturally, Beta would not explain further: "In that case, I would like to apologize to the Marquis first. We misunderstood this matter."
"No...cough." Claire coughed a few times, and then had a sick flush on his face. After a while, he calmed down and said, "It's nothing, and thank you for trusting us."
Beta looked Claire up and down for a while, and asked a little strangely: "The marquis' illness has been dragging on for a long time, why don't you use magic to treat it?"
"Magic can't cure it!"
"It's just a lung disease. Why can't it be cured by an advanced disease eradication technique?" Beta asked back.
Claire chuckled, and this action made him cough twice: "Advanced disease removal techniques can only be used by people above the bishop level. And in our holy city, all the bishops seem to want to see me die."
Beta was a little strange, but after thinking about it carefully, he understood the reason.
This is the holy city, the holy place of a sect.
The nobility is a symbol of the will of the country. The priest doesn't like all the nobles very much, and if Claire's lung disease is normal, there must be someone willing to help.
But what if a more powerful person promises benefits
When a marquis falls, even if he can only drink a mouthful of soup, he can get a lot of things.
The bishops will naturally help the side that has a better chance of winning. So Claire saw the most ruthless 'unity' in the world.
In fact, it is not difficult to solve this situation, as long as there is a bishop of the God of Life, who is willing to stand behind the Claire family and help Claire cure his lung disease.
In this way, even if he does not take the initiative to end, it will still cause division among the bishops, and then they will be divided into three parties. One side supports Leker, the other side supports Claire's opponent, and the other side is the ignorant faction in the middle.
To put it bluntly, no one is optimistic about the problems caused by young Claire.
As for why they didn't add insult to injury... the Marquis is already a fairly top-level nobleman among the nobles. If the end of the divine religion is clearly aimed at a Marquis, then someone from the national noble forces will definitely jump out.
Billy against Claire, that's a thing between the nobles, it's an infighting.
Therefore, the bishops are not optimistic about this matter, do not participate, and ignore it.
Besides, many bishops received bribes from Billy.
"Our master is very kind." Beta smiled: "She even helps treat the poor, let alone a big man like you."