Arad's unruly savior

Chapter 727 The Wisdom of the Princess

The calligraphy is beautiful and clear, but the format is extremely concise and clear. The time, place, characters and continuous process are not like a letter from a daughter to her father, but more like a report from a subordinate to a superior.

The letters she wrote to Leon have always been concise and to the point, and the family details may move the hearts of ordinary fathers, but they are not suitable for Leon.

After sealing the letter, the sudden noise from the attic made her frown a little. Who is making trouble, can't you see the sign of the noble address at the gate?

"Cut~vegetable dog."

Lucille, who didn't have a feminine image, opened her mouth and spat to the side, her expression and eyes were extremely "joyful". She was holding half of the pretender's corpse that was still bleeding.

Heavy pretenders will be distorted into monsters, but usually pretenders who can still maintain their sanity during the day, even if they show up in real form, they don't look much different from humans in appearance.

Unexpectedly, the few soldiers in front of her wearing precision imperial armor were so frightened that they clenched their weapons tightly and looked panic-stricken, which made her very disdainful.

"Are you a member of the Priest Order?"

The elegant first princess Celia frowned slightly, holding half of the corpse, which was quite disgusting, but fortunately she was not a weak woman.

"I am the Grand Inquisitor of the Inquisition, Lucille."

Although Lucille's personality is extremely distorted, she is not a stupid fool, and her eyesight is also good.

Although the woman's dress in front of her is dark black, the gold and crystals dotted on it are real gold and gems.

The position of the priesthood is neutral regardless of the country, and in most cases, it is still necessary to abide by the local laws and regulations.

"Hello, I am the first princess Celia of the Delos Empire. With your hard work, we can live in peace. For this, I pay high respects."

Celia's emotional intelligence is extremely high, she has a keen mind, and she speaks so well that people can't pick any thorns, and she quickly wins the other party's favor.

"It doesn't matter. The appearance of this kind of rubbish is disrespectful to God. It's just a pity that the big heretic has escaped."

Throwing away half of the body, the soldiers behind were terrified. The violence and bloodiness of this woman was no less than that of those war-thirsty people on the front line.

"You mean heresy?" Celia seemed a little curious, and reached out to ask the other party to sit in the attic.

If possible, she would be happy to pay some price to win over the amazing power of Remidia, but it is a pity that the Order of the Clerics is still neutral so far.

However, if she can make friends with the Grand Inquisitor and then spread the news unintentionally, she will invisibly garner a sliver of the reputation of the Holy Order, and her reputation among commoners will also be even more glorious.

As an imperial diplomat, she has amazing eyesight and wisdom. As long as she meets each other and knows the identity and status of the other party, she can immediately draw up a sketch of interests with "Lucille" as the core.

"That Yelin, heh, what is the name of the sword god, there is an indescribable evil on him, the flame of divine punishment, I guess it will not be extinguished after burning for seven days and seven nights."

Bringing this up again, Lucille felt angry, her eyes turned cold, and she searched carefully among the imperial daughter's guards to see if she could find a pretender to kill her to satisfy her addiction.

"You said, he is a heretic?" Celia was taken aback, with some curious expressions on her face.

Will the official heresy verdict from Remidia affect him?

Can you make some articles that are beneficial to you from inside, and so on.

"It's the worst in the world!" Lucille swore solemnly, "I'm sure he's a heretic, but... I don't know how he could be a heretic."

This sudden turning point caused Celia, who was leading her as a guest, to almost fall over with her ankle twisted.
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"I failed to enter the underworld, so I stayed in a very dark area... My personal feeling is about two hours."

Dornier, who was flying slowly, Yelin leaned against the bar with a cup of hot water, and told about his visit to the gate of the underworld.

The feeling that life and death, the underworld and reality are only separated by a door is quite mysterious and difficult to understand, and it is frightening and frightening.

Gu Yu nodded lightly, took out a coin from his pocket, and said, "Maybe, I can describe his mood at that time."

The obverse of the coin is the head of Aragorn, the Lord of the Holy Spirit, and the pattern on the reverse is the emblem of Van Ness, in the shape of a six-pointed star.

"When we perform missions at the Death Ball, we often flip a coin to give the opponent a chance when we ensure that the enemy is powerless to resist."

Hiate was peeling an apple in her hand, and asked casually, "You guessed right, don't you kill me?"

"No, we'll let him do it again."

"Then what if you guess right?" The third princess was also very curious, and she also had a strong interest in the country of Van Ness.

"If you still guess correctly, choose a method of death that you are satisfied with."

Ding~
The coins spun in the air and didn't stop falling on the table.

Snapped!
Feeling helpless at the same time, what Gu Yu wanted to express was understood, which is the line between life and death, just like that coin spinning rapidly in the air. When it stops, whether it is heads or tails is "unknown." ".

The unknown is fear.

The place the airship sailed to was a private palace of Isabella. When she was not old enough to go abroad at will, she could only drag Cyrus to wander around Delos.

She is also not very happy to be entertained by the local nobles, she is as annoying as a stinky fart, so she will buy some big houses with gorgeous decorations, and build them now if she can't buy them.

How much real estate she bought when she was a minor, Isabella nodded her chin and said that she couldn't remember it for a while, and some places had been abandoned for a few times after they were bought.

She has never had a frugal concept when it comes to spending money.

"It's here! You can already see a small town in front of you. I remember the mayor is a jazz."

A small town surrounded by mountains and rivers, the mountains are not too high and not too steep, covered with pine trees revealing a kind of aura, in the evening in winter, every household can see the smoke from the kitchen, a peaceful and peaceful scene.

The curator and the others had expressions of surprise, but they concealed it well.

Under all kinds of bad incidents, people who have never been to Delos have the impression of iron blood and conquest, and it is difficult to have peace.

Ye Lin keenly saw through their thoughts, smiled and sighed softly: "No matter where, there are people who want to live a good life."

Isabella's private palace is located at the head of the town. It is a spacious villa with a snow-white painted exterior and carved window frames. The exterior is expensive, and there are corridors and a top floor like a round tower. attic.

Surrounded by a tall metal fence, the gate is locked tightly, but the iron lock has not rusted, and the yard is very clean. There are no weeds growing, but some chrysanthemums that are not afraid of the cold are blooming, and there are only a few fallen leaves that cannot be guarded. .

"Hey, that's strange. I haven't been back for several years, and I don't seem to have paid for a gardener maid. Who will clean it?"

Pulling the lock off the door and pushing the door in, Isabella herself looked suspicious. Could it be that the people in the town wanted to please her, so they took care of it diligently.

But I don't come here often, so I usually just weed and weed, but everything in front of me is obviously the result of meticulous care.

But soon she didn't bother to think so much, without a key, she just kicked open the door of the small building. Everything in the room was covered with red cloth, and after tearing it open, it was brand new and usable furniture.

The third princess clapped her hands with satisfaction, and said to Lei Ni who was diligently carrying the charcoal, "Lei Ni, why don't you go home tomorrow, it's a bit late today, it's dark."

"I can do it, Your Royal Highness."

I lit smokeless charcoal in the fireplace, and the cold living room was slowly filled with warmth. Isabella nestled comfortably in the soft sofa, squinting her eyes.

Charcoal is also readily available, and the furniture is high-end, but it has not been used much.

The light blue curtains seem a little cold, but I don't think they will live here often in the future, so I don't bother to change them.

The tools in the kitchen are also very complete. The curator snapped his fingers lightly and used magic to solve the problem of water and fire.

The cool-faced Cyrus stood by the window, as if staring at a sparrow on a treetop, but the truth is, she doesn't know what she should do now...

Cook like Hiat and Xiaoyu?

Her craftsmanship may be a little worse than military rations.

Nest on the sofa and enjoy like Mai Lu and the queen?
This does not match her usual ruthless image.

Mei Weisi and Feng Ying, who were chatting about the issue of the underworld, looked at each other and saw the helplessness in each other's eyes.

They never deliberately snubbed Cyrus, but this guy's personality is just like this, and he is out of place.

(End of this chapter)