through the dark road

Chapter 398 Our commission is very expensive!

"Oh? Why do you think so?"

Wizel keenly felt Mo Beihan's unspoken aura, thick and sharp, as if an epee was in front of his eyes, but his tone of voice was still calm.

"The status of the bishop is respected, how can our mere guards let the adults intervene."

Mo Bei felt that talking to this Wizel would always be taken away by the other party, and he was a little passive, so he simply picked some innocuous words and tried to see if he could disrupt the other party's rhythm.

"Can a mere bodyguard have such unimaginable strength?" Wizel asked.

"Our commission is very expensive!" Mo Bei replied seriously, and at the same time added in his heart:

All of Conrad's belongings!

"Heh... don't be so nervous, I just saw some strange things and want to find out."

Wizel seemed to finally not want to waste time with Mo Bei anymore, and changed the subject abruptly. Seeing that Mo Bei did not respond, he continued:

"I don't know which of you is the bear druid who played just now?"

The six people exchanged glances quickly, but they were a little surprised by this question.

Wizel thought he could catch a common direction from the eye contact of these people, but he failed, as if the person he asked was not here, and his eyebrows were raised slightly, facing the cooperation of several people. The degree of tacit understanding has a higher evaluation.

"Excuse me, what exactly is it?" Mo Bei continued to ask.

"I saw some features similar to the transformation of the wizard's druid, can you explain it?"

"Wizards?"

Mo Bei pretended to be shocked, but he almost laughed out loud. Thinking of the demonization of the members of the wizarding society, the shape-shifting druids were really smoking, but all of them seemed to be sick, just like Erwin's before. The image of the internal combustion bear tank is far worse, how is it similar?

Alvin also rolled his eyes unobtrusively. Is this the bishop's eyes?

"My lord bishop doesn't have the means to identify members of the wizarding society?"

Mo Bei asked in surprise, his eyes full of disbelief of "No way, no way".

Mo Bei's question made Wizel frowned slightly, and after a pause, he spoke again:
"From your tone of voice, do you have the means of long-distance screening?"

"I'm ashamed, it's not. This is our identity certificate, issued by the Branwell Mage Guild." Mo Bei directly handed over the pamphlet prepared by Kane and Black.

Wizel took the two booklets and flipped through them, and asked seemingly casually:

"You guys seem to be somewhat repulsed by the Holy See of Zakarum?"

Mo Bei scoffed at the "some" in his words. It seems that you are quite conservative in your evaluation of yourself!
"My lord bishop doesn't intend to let Zakarum's teachings shine on Kurast again? Or is it better to stay in the royal capital?"

As he spoke, he spread his hands and asked for their identification. The sarcasm expressed in his words became more and more obvious, which was equivalent to giving an affirmative answer.

Seeing his attitude, the two people beside Wiesel tensed up slightly, and the eyes under the cloak were filled with cold warning.

Mo Bei also seemed to have lost his patience suddenly, and his aura gradually became fierce, confronting the two of them tit for tat.

He didn't even bother to test whether the bishop was black or white, he didn't even know how to detect the members of the wizarding society, let alone the attitude of these people who had been standing by and watching the frontline battle.If possible, I really want to save some food for the world today.

At this time, the craftsmen around the square have basically dispersed, so there is no need to worry that they will be affected by the battle, and the guards on their side are in full swing, enough to resist the opportunistic pressure from the other two.

Now you can let go and fight to see what equipment can be picked off from the bishop!

The atmosphere suddenly became tense, but Weizel raised his hand and waved it at this moment, his resolute face also looked a little loose, and said in a muffled voice:
"The current Holy See may not have that ability."

"I am deeply sorry." Mo Bei responded indifferently, but in fact he wanted to say "It's so good!"

"I came here to make sure that there are no members of the Wizarding Society mixed in. Second...we need a strong enough combat force to fight against the corruption that has once again appeared within the Holy See."

"What do you mean?"

"The behavior of the other two bishops is getting more and more weird. First Tobias, then Isidor... I have fewer and fewer opportunities to see them. It seems that I am deliberately avoiding them."

"What kind of behavior?"

Mo Bei hid his disdain for Weizel's vague words very well, thinking that if he doesn't want to take you to play, can't he?You can't shake people for such a trivial matter, can you?
"I can't start the investigation for the time being. After all, I have to face two bishops of the same level. As I said before, I need enough combat power, but it's not that expensive."

"Why are you looking for us?"

"There is no doubt that you are very powerful, and you are not family members, and... you have no good opinion of the Holy See."

Mo Bei knew it in his heart.

I'm afraid that the one who shakes is the other party's person, right? ?

"We are now employed by His Royal Highness and, as I said earlier, our commissions are expensive."

Mo Bei's tone eased slightly as the other party lowered his posture, but he still spoke with a two-point seriousness in the midst of fooling around, to see if he could get some benefits first.

"Of course, I will also talk to Conrad about this matter. Your commission for participating in the operation will be doubled!" Wizel said, turning his head to look at the entrance of the corridor where they were, as if sensing Arrived with the arrival of others.

"Sorry, I don't think I can transfer them out for the time being. You must be able to see what Duke Virgil and the Chamber of Commerce are trying to do." Conrad's voice also came from behind.

Seeing Conrad turn out from the entrance of the corridor, Wizel narrowed his eyes slightly and looked Conrad up and down. He didn't find anything unusual, but he always felt that something was wrong.

He went on to say:
"On behalf of the Holy See, I will arbitrate the dispute between the three of you. In this way, your worries should be eliminated."

"No, with all due respect, it is not possible. The technology I developed at a huge cost cannot be protected and may be stolen by them at any time. I cannot accept that kind of thing happening. At that time, the conflict can only escalate." Kang Ladd shook his head.

"You think, one family dominates?" Wizel stared at Conrad and said every word, as if this intention touched a certain rule.

"Isn't your lord the bishop also having a headache about the balance of power?" Conrad looked at Wizel calmly.

"go on."

"I want to pass a patent bill that would stop them from using this technology for nothing."

"As you know, it's not enough for His Majesty and you and I to jointly sign. The other two bishops may not approve it. And it will take time."

Wiesel goes on to analyze:
"This kind of thing will not be a problem at all after we reorganize the parliament. Your temporary loss will definitely be doubled."

Mo Bei felt that Weizel's words were the expression of his true intention.

Reorganize the council and be a happy leader!

Conrad pondered for a moment, then spoke again:
"My lord bishop won't just give such a verbal promise?"

"Before the operation starts, I will give you a satisfactory answer!"

Wiesel is obviously also a master who does not see rabbits or scatter eagles. When he spoke, he glanced at Mo Bei and the others. Seeing that Conrad did not raise any objections, he nodded solemnly, pulled up his cloak, and took a look. The two cronies turned and left.

"Double commission... I hope you don't let us down." Mo Bei looked at the three cloaked men walking towards the street corner amidst the crowd, and felt that this kind of player who doubled up without looking at the cards probably only had 8000 joy in his pocket bean!
(End of this chapter)