"Big secret?" Du Dian's voice contained no emotion, he took out another sharpened pencil from the pen holder, played with it lightly, and said, "I don't like to listen to lies, it's equivalent to wasting my time."
Amy gritted her teeth, endured the severe pain in her wrist, and a trace of hatred flashed in her eyes, and said, "I know that one of the bishops of the Holy See of Light is from our Dark See, and his status is not low here. If we expose his identity to the Holy See of Guangming, we will definitely be investigated by the Holy See of Guangming, causing the Holy See of Guangming to lose a general, and also causing other regions to lose a pawn!"
As she said, her eyes were fixed on Du Dian, and besides the pitiful and painful look on her face, there was sincerity.
A glimmer of expectation in Du Dian's heart suddenly fell through, and he couldn't help shaking his head slightly. After contacting the monastery, he heard such news that he couldn't arouse the slightest interest. Let alone a bishop in this area, their old pope is still from the dark church. As for the supreme speaker, such news has no effect on him. The old pope should know the identity of the bishop better than anyone else. Play out the value.
All the little moves below are under the watchful eyes of the old pope.
Also in the gaze of the monastery.
The only pitiful thing is that these believers who are loyal to the faith and the darkness are fighting each other and fighting for their "god", but they don't know that the god they believe in is just a fiction written by the missionaries of the monastery to enslave them phantom.
"That's it?" Du Dian turned the pencil, and the cold light flowed from his fingertips.
Amy froze.
She kept staring at Du Dian's eyes, but found that when she told the shocking news, the latter didn't respond at all, and there was even a hint of disappointment in her eyes? With a sudden shock in her heart, she said, "Elder, you... know this news?"
Du Dian glanced at her and said: "There is no way to tell the truth of the news. If I guess right, the elder the bishop is relying on is definitely not the elder you want to rely on. Next you will confess his area. Let me think that if you catch the evidence of that elder and negotiate with him, it would be better to have a conflict, so that you can gain merits by taking refuge in the new elder, and you can take revenge on me by the way, right?"
Amy's complexion changed slightly, and she continued: "How could it be, elder, you think too much, this news is absolutely true, I have conclusive evidence..."
"This is over, let's talk about something else." The pencil in Du Dian's hand was lightly tapped on the table, and her voice was very soft, but her words came to an abrupt end.
Amy was suffocated, her expression changed for a moment, and she said: "Elder, if you want to punish me, our ninth district will lose a great potion master. There are not many potion masters in our ninth district. You just took office. All parties are staring at each other, you can't weaken your own strength like this, I can make up for it, and develop a drug of the same great potion master level for you within a month, and the formula will be given to you at the lowest price."
"You don't seem to understand me, I just want everything." Du Dian waved his hand and said to Hawkeye: "She attacked the elder, took her to prison, and equipped her with a set of equipment for a great potionist to study in prison."
Hawkeye was startled, and looked at Du Dian in a daze, but he didn't expect him to be so cruel.
Amy also widened her eyes, "You want to imprison me? You, you have no right to do this! Do you know about my relationship? It's just such a small thing, and you actually want to imprison me?!"
"No rights?" Du Dian said indifferently: "Sorry, the council system of the ninth district used to be, but from now on, it is my dictatorship. I know your relationship, isn't it just a good relationship with several families and consortia, you I have committed a crime, I want to see if they dare to turn against me for you, you are just a great potion master, don't think too highly of yourself."
Amy's face was pale and her body trembled slightly. She was angry, frightened, and painful. She stared at Du Dian angrily and said, "You can't treat me like this. I can promise you other requests, but you can't imprison me." Me, you can’t restrict my freedom! If I’m imprisoned, the production of potions in the Ninth District will be greatly reduced, my students will go on strike, and my Emmy potion union will stop supplying you. At that time, the influence of the Ninth District will decline again, becoming the worst of all the districts!"
Du Dian said indifferently: "We are all a group of cold-blooded monsters. Do you really think that your students will fight against me because you are imprisoned? Although I don't know the situation yet, I can be sure that among your students There are people who expect you to die. Only after you die can they have a bright future. No one likes to be oppressed by others. I just need to increase their sweetness a little. Do you think they will disband and fight against the Holy See to the death?"
Amy's eyes were slightly red, and her lips trembled slightly. Du Dian's words were like sharp swords, piercing into the depths of her heart. Of course, she knew that when things really happened, only a few of her students could Most people would not do this for themselves. The so-called teacher-student relationship is as weak as a piece of paper in the face of a giant like Du Dian.
It's just that she didn't expect Du Dian to be so crazy, so domineering, and dare to be so tough as soon as he took office.
"You imprisoned me, you will definitely lose!" Amy took a deep breath, gritted her teeth and said, "If you want to restrict my freedom, I would rather die than make potions for you!"
Du Dian tapped the pen on the table lightly, and his rhythm was as stable as the words he said, "Don't say that you would rather die, death is not so terrible, and the most painful thing is to barely survive. I advise you to be more obedient, otherwise This delicate face of yours will soon be lost, how do you feel about sewing a mummy face on top of yours?"
Amy's pupils dilated, her chest heaved violently, her face was as pale as paper, and she said tremblingly: "No, don't, don't do this!"
"It seems pretty good to sew the face of an ugly male mummy." Du Dian said with interest: "I don't know what it is when I look in the mirror with another ugly face that exudes the stench of rotting corpses. that feeling."
Amy trembled all over, seeming to have completely forgotten the pain on her wrist, and tremblingly said: "I promise you, I promise you."
"It's late." Du Dian shrugged slightly, "I've already thought about my idea, so don't worry about it. When your performance satisfies me, I can replace it for you."
As he said that, he said to Hawkeye next to him: "I'll leave this matter to you, and prepare two large mirrors, so that our Great Potion Master can appreciate himself when he has nothing to do."
Hawkeye's scalp was numb when he heard this, and a chill came from his heart. He has been in office for so many years, and he has never heard of such a violent torture, especially for a girl who loves beauty, it is simply more terrifying than killing her. Yan swallowed a mouthful of saliva, and said: "I, I know." He didn't even dare to persuade him anymore, even though he had just met him not long ago, the impression in his heart of the new elder was that he was a brutal devil, and Crazier than all devils!
"No, no!" Amy yelled in horror, she saw that Du Dian was serious, not just threatening herself, "I beg you, I am willing to do anything, don't do this to me, please..."
"If you do something wrong, you have to pay the price." Du Dian said indifferently: "Since you think poisoning me is a trivial matter, this big sesame matter is even less worth mentioning. You'd better give up struggling. You won’t be able to escape today, the knight commanders and grand knights outside are all there, so you won’t be able to fly. By the way, this idea was thought of by a lunatic I met many years ago, you should thank him.”
"No!" Amy yelled frantically.
Du Dian glanced at Hawkeye, "What are you still doing?"
Hawkeye smiled wryly, but he didn't see him speaking, but his figure suddenly moved, appearing in front of Amy as if teleporting.
Boom!
As soon as Amy came to her senses, she looked at him in horror, but the next moment her eyes went dark and she fell to the ground.
Hawkeye took off the handkerchief wrapped around his hand, looked at the unconscious Amy on the ground, turned to Du Dian and said, "My lord, I will call someone to move her away, and change the carpet here by the way."
Du Dian hummed, and gave him a meaningful look. As expected of Kribi's confidant, he served as both a secretary and a bodyguard. This kind of skill should be the strongest in the ninth district, reaching advanced hunting The top of the hunter is even stronger than the top of the high-level hunter. It should be due to the addition of his magic mark ability. No wonder Kribi is so popular.
After Hawkeye took the unconscious Amy out, it didn't take long for Hawkeye to find Du Dian again.
"My lord, the Speaker is here to ask for an audience."
"Speaker?" Du Dian narrowed his eyes slightly, did the old Pope Guang find himself so soon
"Bring him in."
"yes."
A figure covered in a black robe, wearing a black hood and a mask came to the room, exuding a cold aura all over his body, but the heat in his body was as strong as fire, not inferior to Hawkeye next to him, even stronger than Hawkeye by a few degrees point.
"A person at the same level as a saint?" Du Dian's eyes narrowed slightly, and he said to Hawkeye: "You go out first."
"Yes." Hawkeye left respectfully.
"I've seen the elder 'Devil King'. This is a letter from the speaker." The black-robed man's voice was hoarse and awkward, which was obviously caused by deliberate control. What kind of traces are left, and handed to Du Dian's table.
Du Dian didn't answer, just glanced at it, and there was a black sickle logo on the letter, which was the mark of the dark speaker.
The man in black bowed slightly, turned and left without saying another word.
Du Dian watched him leave, and after he left, he took out the handkerchief from his arms, carefully picked up the letter, and opened it.
"Task?"