01.
Hill and the skeleton construction team stayed in the territory of the dark elves for another day. During this day and a half, they completed most of the construction work on the territory, and the skeletons and the dark elves were responsible for the next few details. communicated.
Before leaving, the dark elf gave another bunch of rare things. Hill said, "I don't have to worry about it", but he stuffed the things in his pocket without hesitation. Well, he likes these eccentric gadgets. But it’s okay if it’s too weird, for example, the black dwarf gave him a hellhound JJ before... Speaking of which, many religions do have reproductive worship. Previously, Hill read a Hindu mythology story. Specifically, Brahma and Vishnu were arguing about who is stronger while strolling. Then they saw a huge pillar soaring into the sky in front of them. One of them flew into the sky and the other dug underground. , I tried to see how big the pillar was, but after a long time, I couldn't reach it, and finally found out that it was Shiva's Linga... er... it was JJ. In the end, they stood in awe and admitted that Shiva was the strongest, and they were not as good as Shiva.
Hill: ...
This myth is very strong.
Most of the time, the statue of Shiva they worshiped was directly the statue of Shiva's Lingam, and Hill thought about it for himself if the statue worshiped by the human beings under his hand was the JJ statue of Lord Demon King... Farewell. Monroe, I'm not a god!
Hill took these things back to Blackrock Spire, sorted them out, and decorated some of them in the study.
Speaking of which, we can have a photo wall in the bedroom. Hill thought.
It was already night, and the rain outside was pattering. The generation of Blackrock Tower has been wet these days. Hill likes the humid air very much, and also likes rainy days.
He took out his magic camera and snapped two photos. The night, the railway under the rain, the lights on both sides of the railway were dim, the night and the rain made everything blurry, and he fell into a deep dream.
The first photo on the photo wall is here.
Then Hill went to the study room, and he took the first four sheets of the stack of papers about the construction of the Dark Elf Territory off the wall. Erwin immediately stepped forward to take the papers and put them in the file for safekeeping.
The contents of those four pieces of paper have already been implemented.
The papers stapled to the wall are unfinished tasks, which will be collected by Erwin after completion. Hill felt like playing a computer game, clearing tasks one by one. This sense of order makes him comfortable. Of course, sometimes unexpected events are quite surprising... Ah, I miss Monroe again, the so-called satiety and lust...
Hill scoured the papers on the wall for an assignment to "stop by Monroe": charity.
The charity work currently being done is mainly divided into two aspects. One is old Jackson and Hill himself invested, and Princess Lydia of the Yulan Empire came forward to engage in charity for the poor in the entire Yulan Empire; the other is the charity of the Dark Holy See. Charity relief activities for the residents around Famagusta.
Hill thought for a while, closed his eyes and recalled what happened to him during this period.
It's been a while since he's asked about charity, so theoretically he should.
Tomorrow, I will hand over the other matters to the death knight Gordenia, and then take a few dark elves and a few succubi to the human world. The former has a very strong concealment ability, and can sneak into some places to eavesdrop; the latter's spying process for intelligence is: walk over, ask, and get answers.
After arriving in the human world, Hill released the dark elves and succubi to inquire about Princess Lydia's charity. He himself first went to Famagusta where the dark church is located.
Now that the summer solstice has passed, everything is in abundance.
The scenery in Famagusta is completely different from last year. Hill is walking on the path. On the left side of the path is an orchard, and on the right side is a golden wheat field. The woods in the distance are green and lush, and the nearby villages look peaceful and peaceful.
He still remembers the dirty town last year, those hungry people, and he still clearly remembers the face of the crazy woman who ate her child...
Whoa, this is really a ghost.
Hill thought. If you hadn't seen it with your own eyes, it would be hard to believe that a place has changed so much.
He turned a corner, and two priests in black robes on horseback stopped in front of him.
At this time, Hill was dressed as a human nobleman. He had no intention of revealing his identity, but wanted to test it out, so he raised his head and greeted the two priests: "Gentlemen, good day."
"Good day, sir," said one of the priests, "where are you from?"
"I'm from where I'm supposed to be," Hill said subtly.
"Then you've come from where you shouldn't be," said the priest.
Hill smiled. He didn't answer the priest's question. "It was a mess when I was here last time. It looks really good now."
"Yes, in order to continue to maintain this good situation, we need to strictly control outsiders like you, I hope you can understand." The priest said.
The feeling attitude is not bad.
"What if I don't understand?" Hill continued to provoke.
"We are all good at persuading people," said the priest who had been silent. "He uses the tongue, I use the sword."
"This is a bit unfriendly." Hill said, "I still hope to have a friendly exchange with you, my friend."
"Friendly communication is up to you, child," said the priest. "We treat all outsiders the same, but outsiders treat us differently."
Ah, the priests of the Dark Vatican are also very cute.
Hill laughed, at first it was a chuckle, the laughter gradually expanded, and finally it caused thunder in the sky. The priest's horse was frightened and threw them to the ground, and the two priests were also frightened. The power of the Demon King made them lie on the ground and look up at Hill. I saw Hill's body raised, his hair turned white, and a terrible horn appeared on the top of his head. Then he spoke, his voice was surrounded by thunder: "Children who are loyal to their duties, you have carried out the will of your Pope, and your God will Bless you."
The two priests were palpitating, their teeth chattered and they couldn't speak, they just stared at Hill dumbfounded.
After Hill finished speaking, a ball of flames rose from the bottom of his feet, and he disappeared in the flames, like the leg bones of bulls and goats melted in the sacrifice. When the flames dissipated, everything disappeared, like an illusion, but two things remained on the ground, and they seemed to be glowing.
It took a long time for the two priests to stand up. One of them walked over with trembling calves and found a cloak and a long sword lying quietly on the ground.
They immediately understood the meaning of the 'god' just now, the cloak was given to the debater, and the long sword was given to the warrior.
They looked at each other and saw enthusiasm and excitement in their eyes.
This is a miracle! They are blessed by God! Everything that happened just now is God's test!
02.
The trees in the courtyard are verdant, and the birds stay on them and sing happily.
Monroe sat under a tree in his plain white linen robe, reading a scroll of parchment.
The sun was shining, and there were large spots of light on his body. When the wind blows, the light and shadow on his body sway, as if he lives between darkness and light.
"You're so elegant, His Excellency the Pope." A voice came.
Monroe looked up and saw Hill was lying on the roof over there with his legs crossed, lazily basking in the sun.
Monroe closed the book, and everything changed rapidly. The trees withered, the vibrant green was extinguished, the sun fell in the haze, the wind became the whisper of ghosts, and the beautiful courtyard just now became a typical dark and gloomy style. Even the small fountain in the courtyard is now filled with dark red liquid.
The good Yaxing that Hill refers to is this illusion.
"Suddenly there was a miracle in Famagusta, and the priest was given an 'artifact'. You are so kind, Lord Demon King." Monroe retorted.
The flat roof where Hill was lying on had lost the illusion, and turned into a row of spikes, and Hill was alive and kicking. He went up and down the roof in displeasure, "How much eyeliner do you have in Famagusta, you know it so soon."
"It's not because of the eyeliner. They came back to the Vatican with a lot of noise, so everyone in the Vatican knew about it." Monroe said, "Now everyone is very excited to go out and touch Try your luck and see if you can encounter a 'miracle'."
"Oh, then allow me to bless the strangers who come to Famagusta during this time." Hill drew a dark god's symbol on his chest, and said hypocritically.
Famagusta is currently the only territory of the Dark Vatican in the human world. Strengthening control has only advantages and no disadvantages. Besides, he has also seen the achievements of Monroe Hill.
"Is this a blessing from the culprit?" Monroe asked.
"Looks like a Debuff." Hill commented.
"Sounds like it," Monroe said.
"But what about reality?" Hill asked.
Monroe looked at Hill, with black cold flames in his eyes.
"—It's as sweet as sweets."
Hill immediately felt something clamoring and restless in his chest, pushing his reason.
Hey. Really ready to move.
Just as Hill was about to say something, Monroe stroked the spine of the book, and a small wing grew out of the book, and flew into the room with a flap, probably looking for his place on the bookshelf. Attracted by Hill's attention, he craned his neck to see—literally craned his neck, and his head followed the book into the window, and finally saw that the book really flew to the shelf by itself, squeezing into the window. into the gap between the two books.
Monroe silently looked at Hill's nearly meter-long neck.
Then Hill retracted his head, his eyes sparkling, "Wow, it's so amazing, teach me, teach me."
"This is how magic works..."
Hill quickly learned this magic, and when he was satisfied, he started to get down to business: "I'm here this time to look at charity events. You did a surprisingly good job."
"Of course," Monroe replied.
"How about the Plague Islands?" Hill asked.
"It's more than we can make ends meet," Munro said. "Our dealings with the natives are all about giving them stuff."
"It looks like this." Hill nodded.
"But it doesn't matter, we are not in the Plague Islands to make money."
"Well. Did you give them Song of the Eagle and The Last of the Mohicans?"
"Not yet, wait for the opportunity. I am collecting people from the Plague Islands and let them go to persuade the aborigines." Monroe said, "The aborigines in the Plague Islands are not living well."
"Oh... I have an idea," Hill said.
"Um?"
"Build them a new house," Hill commented enthusiastically. He has recently become addicted to construction.
"...It's okay." This is indeed a good idea.
03.
After staying in the Dark Vatican for a day, the people under Hill's subordinates are very efficient. They have almost investigated the specific situation of the charity of the Yulan Empire.
Princess Lydia's charitable organization did do some things at the beginning, and it was published by "Makai Magazine", and then it became a superficial project, or even worse.
Hill felt deeply unhappy: "Old Jackson's money and our supplies have been supplied, but the poor don't get what they deserve."
"It's the offshoot of Bere that's in charge," Monroe said.
"Ber is?"
"The original surname of the late queen."
"Oh. Understood." Hill said, "The princess felt that her natal family was reliable, so she left it to them."
"They could have been dependable," Monroe said.
"Even if they embezzle money from charities?" Hill asked.
"Yes. For the princess, the Burr family is definitely more willing to support her politically, and embezzlement of money does not matter. At least objectively speaking, it is true." Monroe said.
Hill stared at Monroe for a while, his heart cooled down a little bit, "Ah, you're right."
"A feeling of betrayal?" Monroe asked.
"A little bit indeed." Hill replied truthfully.
"Actually, you don't have to be like this, because the princess is likely to be kept in the dark. Even if she is excellent, but she has been excluded from politics for more than ten years, it will not be able to achieve positive results in a few months." Monroe said, "And you just It fueled her ambition, but did not directly give her the ability to control her ambition."
"Oh..." Hill nodded.
"Then leave it to me. I'll take care of it for you," Monroe said.
"Well... very troublesome." Hill said.
"I know, and I can see that you are very upset about this, so I am happy to share your worries, you can do what you like, and then wait for my good news." Monroe said.
Hill was really annoyed when he heard about the embezzlement of money from charitable organizations. He wanted to kill, wanted to kill, and was very annoying.
"It's up to you to talk about the princess." Monroe said, "My suggestion is to knock."
"She'll probably bounce back," Hill said. "I'm giving her enough ambition right now."
"Emperor Yulan is not just that one child." Monroe said, his eyes seemed to have ice thorns from a snowstorm, completely emotionless and sharp.
Depend on. Monroe is so cold. Hill groaned inwardly. "Got it..." he replied in a drawl.
Monroe seemed a little helpless, "The way you look makes me feel like I'm bullying you."
"The 'seem' is gone." Hill said, he walked in front of Monroe, and wanted to say a few words, but in the end it was too difficult to say anything, so he just kissed him lightly lips, and then whispered, "I'll wait for your news."
"En." Monroe nodded, scarlet flowers were burning in his black eyes, "I'll ask you for more when I come back."
"It's a big treason." Hill muttered.
"I believe in you. I gave you everything, including my body. Even if you are a god, you still have to give something." The scarlet flowers became more beautiful.
"God... Then aren't you blaspheming the gods?"
Unexpectedly, Monroe glanced at Hill and said calmly, "It was the gods who took the initiative to blaspheme the paladin first."
... Ah, it seems to be the case.
But he dared to talk back!
"Wow." Hill rolled up his sleeves, "If I don't have something to do later, let's see how I deal with you."
The courtyard still had a gloomy appearance surrounded by black mist.
But that atmosphere is no different from the charming and peaceful feeling in the illusion.
So the brilliance and warmth do not lie in the outside world, but in the heart.
04.
The Bolai family is a family that is good at making money. The current patriarch, Prince Tuttle Bolai, is the younger brother of the former queen. He proposed to arrest and kill Joan Baker last year when the Demon World Mall was noticed by the royal family. Lost, and the property was confiscated. But it was stopped by the old Jackson at that time, otherwise Baron Baker would be in big trouble.
The Bolai family, two-thirds of the businessmen in Yulan City hate them, and the remaining one-third of the businessmen hate them to death.
This time, the owner of the Burai family came forward to run a charitable organization. It was a branch of the Burai family, Randolph Burai.
Princess Lydia first came to him because of the recommendation of her cousin Kevin.
Kevin Bolai—that is, the eldest son of Tuttle Bolai. He grew up with the princess and prince. He was a good boy at first, with a kind heart, but he couldn’t match his father’s education. Press that family glory on your body, well, everything will be fine. What's the use of being kind? Look at the things he does. What the world wants is the result, no one cares about your heart, let alone you have done a lot of bad things.
However, Princess Lydia asked Kevin if she had any recommendations from anyone who could do things down-to-earth, and she wanted to do something by herself. Kevin didn't think about it that much at the time, and he recommended Randolph to her. Randolph Burley is indeed a person with a strong ability to handle affairs.
Princess Lydia summoned him, was very satisfied with him, and then told him about the charity event.
At that time, he could go back and report to Prince Bailai, and Princess Lydia was a little impatient, "Uncle will agree, and I am a princess, don't I even have this power?"
Kevin agreed at the time. He understood that the princess must not contradict her. After he went back, he told Prince Bolai the truth. Prince Bolai thought it was just a little girl playing and didn't take it to heart.
As a result, Kevin was moved when he saw the huge amount. He embezzled a sum of money without authorization and gave it to the prince. So the prince thought that his niece was really wasting money, and instead of throwing the money out directly, he might as well give it to my uncle.
So, from embezzling part of the money to embezzling most of it, and then the poor have almost nothing...
Of course, Princess Lydia was inspecting regularly. In order to fool her, Randolph had someone pretend to be a commoner in advance and tell Princess Lydia how good the charity was and how much they supported the princess. Princess Lydia has no eyesight, she can't see that those people are acting.
Princess Lydia will also go to some villages to give public speeches. The civilians who participated in the speeches have been educated in advance: if they talk nonsense, they will be killed-in fact, many people have died because of it.
Once, when Princess Lydia gave a speech in the official language, a commoner man below couldn't help cursing, because the other party's local accent was too strong, so Princess Lydia couldn't understand, she asked the village chief next to him: "He What are you talking about?" The village chief took a look at the man, wrote down his face, and then smiled apologetically: "He's talking about long live the princess."
Princess Lydia also believed it.
Of course, the man's entire family died afterwards.
His wife was stripped naked and thrown into the river, his infant child was thrown to death and fed to the dogs, he was tied to a tree, screamed for three days and three nights, and then died of hunger and thirst. Others in the village were silent, and they dared not speak anymore.
The intelligence was now on Monroe's desk.
Monroe looked at it carefully with a calm expression.
He got up and left the temporary wooden house, and the wooden house instantly ignited black flames, collapsed and destroyed.
Leona trembled behind him.
His Holiness the Pope, angry.
05.
That day, Randolph was holding a banquet in his own manor. His manor was located outside Magnolia City, on a small plain, which he had recently built with charity.
At the banquet, there were some people from the Bolai family, some people from charitable organizations, and some small nobles who were fawning on Randolph. Randolph has been very proud during this time. He has become familiar with the princess and brought so much income to the Bolai family. It looks like he's about to rise in the family ranks.
The banquet was very lively, and the food for the banquet was high-grade canned food provided by the Demon Realm Mall, and the guests were full of praise.
Randolph sat in the first place, listening to the bard playing a tune, and a courtesan beside him, and he was very happy.
At this moment, a servant's voice sounded at the door: "This gentleman... you are not within the scope of the invitation... ah!"
There was a sudden scream, and then it stopped abruptly.
Then three unexpected guests appeared.
The person at the head was dressed as an aristocrat, and knowledgeable people recognized the aristocratic attire popular in the Fussen Empire. The one on his left was a pale and petite girl who looked familiar for some reason, and the one on the right was a girl with cold gray eyes. man in ranger costume. They are Monroe and the two emissaries of the Dark Holy See.
"Who are you?" snapped one of Randolph's guards.
Monroe glanced at him and saw the grievances entangled in him. Then Monroe took off the brooch on his chest and motioned for the other party to come and get it.
Aristocratic brooches are generally engraved with family crests, and this display is a bit like a business card on Earth in this period.
The guard came over and reached out to pick up the brooch, but the moment his fingers touched the brooch, it turned black. He screamed and fell to the ground quickly, his body turned into coke, and a black mist spread from his body Up, twisted into the engraved logo of his brooch.
The symbol of the Dark Church.
Someone screamed: "It's the Dark Holy See!"
"Dark Holy See!"
"devil!!!"
Such a terrifying scene made everyone terrified, and some noble ladies burst into tears, and the scene suddenly became chaotic.
Monroe said slowly, "Never touch the devil's stuff." Then he looked at Randolph, who was seated at the head, "What do you think? Mr. Randolph Burley."
The light in his eyes was like a blade, and hot sparks were pressed into his eyes. The outline was as sharp as a knife's edge, and when a heavy sentence fell to the ground, the sparks suddenly burst into flames.
— rage ignited.
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