I was regarded as a demon god by a witch

Chapter 87 Cardinal Archbishop Antioch, Lady Alice and the Assassins
Iveta found that they had at least two kinds of sacks, one containing ordinary white bread, and the other containing bread mixed with milk and honey, which had another name, noble bread.

Ladies, it seems that they will give this kind of noble bread to the middle and upper class businessmen who come and go.

One of the noble ladies stood out the most. She was slender, wearing a bright red fluffy skirt like a blooming rose, and a shiny black waistcoat.

She was a mature woman, with long brown hair pulled back under a swan-feather hat, and loyal blue eyes.

Ivita heard from the lady next to her that she seemed to be called Mrs. Alice.

Evita was dumbfounded.

Are capitalists doing good deeds?
Not right.

People who will enter this market, although there are many idle refugees, but more are merchants and people who need to buy items.

"Lolita, what's going on?"

Lolita stood aside, a little frightened of life in the city, or of people.

She whispered, "My lord, that's Pavelvega's special reception etiquette."

"It's Mrs. Alice among the crowd. She once suggested that the noble ladies of various wealthy families in the city together give some free bread to everyone who enters the market every Monday."

"Most of the time, this kind of thing is done by their hired workers."

"But sometimes, these ladies themselves will come to the scene in person."

"I don't know why they did this."

"I heard that Mrs. Alice believed that adhering to such a tradition is a kind of symbolic blessing, allowing everyone who enters the Parvega market to find their own bread."

"Ah, by the way, Mrs. Alice is also the president of the blacksmith's guild."

Ivita was silent for a moment, but also thought that this might be a means of uniting friends of the same class.

For example, in the previous life on Earth, some people above the middle class would engage in activities such as voluntary labor for environmental protection, charity galas, etc. During this process, they would not only do something to give back to society, but also meet like-minded people Friends, expand your network.

Right now, this kind of seemingly insignificant thing that Mrs. Alice has done may be the club she is running.

In such activities, she can quickly establish her position as the leader among the ladies of the same class.

And this is the greatest meaning to her!
While Ivita was thinking, a figure stood in front of him, and Ivita subconsciously held the Broken Steel Sword, one of the two famous swords on his back, with his left hand.

He used cloth strips to tie the two swords together to prevent others from discovering the abnormality.

However, Evita immediately let go of his left hand.

Because he raised his head, he realized that it was Mrs. Alice, one of the noble ladies who distributed bread at the entrance of the market.

She held a piece of noble bread in her hand and handed it to Evita.

Mrs. Alice was among the crowd, and was quickly attracted by Ivita's unique and noble temperament.

It is often said that if an aristocrat is asked to change his fine clothes and throw him into the crowd, he will disappear from the crowd and no one will notice his specialness.

But in fact, this is not the case.

At least in this era when the nobility and the main force of the military overlap deeply, a soldier standing in the crowd, no matter what kind of clothes he wears, he cannot be ignored.

Iveta realized that this woman might be his friend and long-term collaborator in the future, so he didn't refuse her kindness and took the bread from her.

"Thank you, ma'am."

Mrs. Alice is also secretly guessing Iveta's identity.

Evita was dressed simply, and the horse he was riding didn't look very good, and the horse's neck had traces of being reined and working in the fields.

But this boy's skin is soft and fair, and his face is handsome. He has the reliability of a mature man and the handsomeness of a childish boy.

Mrs. Alice guessed that Ivita might be the child of a down-and-out little nobleman, or the son of a merchant?
In this troubled time, Alice had to look at Iveta a few more times.

She smiled and said, "You seem to be coming to Parvega for the first time."

"A person like you, if I have seen it once, I will never forget it."

"Is there something to come to Parvega?"

"Looking for someone." Ivita replied briefly, he thought for a while, and added: "I still have to make friends."

Mrs. Alice was amused by his brief language, and she added a label to Ivita in her heart, funny kid.

Alice said: "Parvega is indeed a suitable place to make friends, because there are enough people here, and you can always find someone who shares the same goals as you here. I will go first and hope that we will meet again in the future. "

The opponent is one of the most powerful people in Parvega, so naturally he won't waste too much time on Ivita.

At this time, Alice just regarded Ivita as an ordinary son of a little nobleman. She just walked over and said a few words casually.

Mrs. Alice will also return to the group of noble ladies, leading the wives of the leaders of these guilds, and through them, to expand her influence.

Lady Alice believed that this was to her advantage.

Because it is impossible for other men to close his relationship with the wives of the guild leaders by holding tea parties and doing activities.

Nothing good will come of this, only duels and vendettas.

But because she is a woman, she can do these things easily, but there are also disadvantages of being a woman.

Even if she is in her own class, she is more likely to be ignored and despised.

Although Ambrose's women are not as low-status as the women on the southern peninsula and the mainland, she is undoubtedly restricted because of this status, and has missed the position of mayor of [Par Vega] several times.

Just when Alice returned to the convoy, there was a huge disturbance near the convoy, and many businessmen frantically ran out from that direction.

On the originally not spacious street, crowds soon appeared.

There is chaos everywhere.

Ivita looked up and saw that there were five assassins on the top of Alice's team's carriage.

These assassins all possess the ability to manipulate corpse puppets.

Ivita quickly realized that it was his old friends, the Little Lutheran Brotherhood!
At the same time, the location of a teahouse on the second floor of a shop on this street is wearing a red wool robe with a golden pattern embroidered on the neckline. The man in the robe is the Cardinal General of the Marquis of Ferrara on the southern peninsula.

The cardinal clicked his tongue, making all the priests sitting beside him tremble.

"I have brought the golden seal of the Pope, but it is useless."

"I want peace, but peace is far from here."

"Someone hired an assassin from the Little Lutheran Brotherhood."

"Do you know who it is?"

"Did you tell me that most of the people in [Parvega] who can influence the situation have already confirmed their identities and given me information?"

"Then let me ask you, who is the young man that Mrs. Alice gave the nobleman bread just now? Have you seen the magic items on his right hand hidden in the sleeve?"

The city bishop of [Parvega] wearing a white robe in front of Archbishop Antioch in red immediately got up and bowed to him in apology. "Sorry, Lord Antioch."

"We will go and verify his identity immediately."

"There is no need to verify." Archbishop Antioch sneered. "You guys are really petty."

"Can you understand the way our church does things?"

"Our church does not need to know the origin of any one person, because people all over the world are believers in the God of All Things, and they cannot resist the church's call and entrustment to them. Also, even a nobleman who has no situation, once he Stepping into several major cities, he will immediately catch the eyes of those chess players on the chessboard."

The archbishop-general in red [Antioch] was silent for a while, and then suddenly said: "I guess he is the new Baron Molo who repelled some groups of monsters."

"Very nice young man, younger than I thought."

"If I hadn't seen the origin of the broken steel sword on his back, I might have thought that he was just an ordinary noble boy."

The people who were listening to the lord's lecture suddenly felt ashamed.

After a long time, you have already guessed his identity, so there is no need for us to investigate.

Then you said so much earlier, what is it for?
The city bishop of [Parvega] is an old man. He tentatively asked: "Do you want to be kind and summon him to come up and meet with you?"

"Perhaps, he can contribute to the church's quelling of Ambrose's struggle."

"Forget it." Antioch thought for a while, but still felt that he didn't have that interest. "Just a baron."

"Just wait and see."

"A baron is not qualified to enter the chessboard of the church."

"Besides, letting him be valued by chess players too early will also harm him. Some people in the church... are not clean..."

"Let's get out of here."

Seeing the surprised gazes of the priests, Antioch said, "Our church just needs to keep watching."

"That's the way our church does things."

"I didn't come here to save Mrs. Alice, I just wanted to see how the lambs of the God of All Things would blaspheme the faith."

"I just want to see what Parvega's aristocratic faction wants to do."

"But we, as shepherds of the God of all things, do not need to fight the lambs."

"The Lord himself discerns it."

Therefore, the low-level priests quickly moved their belongings and prepared to leave here.

(End of this chapter)