From the pure blood dragon clan, I started to become a human being

Chapter 568 Holy Scripture
Uroval border territory, lord city.

The heavy snow has not yet melted, and the wilderness outside the country is full of wandering demi-human sentry riders. They cannot go out to cut trees and mine, which has caused a sudden decrease in fuel. Many residents can only hide in dirty bedding and shiver.

However, after the Sheriff's report, the new Border Commissioner allocated a large amount of materials. The area around the Watch City experienced large-scale flames, forming the unique warm stone in high-heat areas. Combined with the coal mined from the minerals, it is fully sufficient to support the residents. Spend the winter.

Historically, [Wasteland Hexin] and [Tauren Sage] were both shuttlers from the outer world, and played an important role in the technological development of the inner world. The former established the United City-State, and the latter was responsible for the influence of the northern part of the empire. One of the alien kingdoms, the Tauren Kingdom, has undergone in-depth transformation, but for the current world stage, it just stays on the background of the past.

The Earl's Mansion on the top of the mountain.

Four huge cylindrical towers form a protective net, surrounding the mansion on three sides in a city wall pattern, with only the front entrance clearly exposed.

All rooms inside are equipped with magic lighting equipment. As one of the six old nobles of the kingdom, Border Count has a deep heritage. The precious antique scrolls are just decorations. The real value is those historical artifacts that contain some magic power. They have witnessed Periods of ups and downs.

In the northeast, in front of the high tower gate near Houshan Hot Spring.

Priscilla stopped at the door, crossed her arms and raised her chest as if to show off. Her bright red dress was dotted with sparkling and exquisite jewelry, and the necklace around her neck was inlaid with two emerald green gems.

"Let the first knight live in the guard tower. If word spreads, outsiders will say that I treat my subordinates harshly."

The uppermost room in the tower was originally prepared for one of the four vice-captains of the knights, but there were not enough people available yet, so it became vacant.

Jiang Yuan directly pulled out the one-handed green sword from his waist.

"If you want to distort other people's choices, you must at least show the strength to match it."

Jiang Yuan knocked him away, ignored his collaborator's angry gaze, and went straight to the guard tower.

"The next step is the magic matrix for alert and defense."

"Damn it, why does it like you so much?"

"I can give you the main room, provided you promise not to do strange things." Priscilla's face was subtle. She only allowed two kinds of people to stay by her side. One was a person who was pleasing to the eye, and the other was a person who could bring pleasure. If he had to find someone to reproduce as a clown, he would be able to accept it with Sudmel's appearance. After all, this beauty is indeed a gift from God.

The rest of the guards had been ordered to leave by the Vicious Man, who was both the captain of the knights and the chief steward of the Earl's mansion.

Without the Yang Sword, she, a faith-based priest, would certainly not be able to defeat a swordsman of the same level, and using the ability of the high-level profession Valkyrie would inevitably lead to a life-or-death confrontation.

Jiang Yuan stretched out his hand and touched the wall, and an invisible mark was left. The [Space Replacement] of the Exile Priest allowed him to return here at any time. The amount of mana consumed varied depending on the distance.

Priscilla's face froze, and the Yang Sword emerged from nothingness. As a result, this world-class item still looked half-dead. The last outbreak did not have a host to provide magic power, and it would take at least a month to recover.

The floors and walls are made of stone, and the carpet is made of high-level goatman fur, probably from the "Hao King" who was specially sent here by the evil man. The tables, chairs and benches are ordinary, and the wall is a wooden wardrobe that can even store weapons. It's not bad. You can see the back mountain from the window, but you can't see the natural hot spring pool.

"I can't live in an ordinary room." Jiang Yuan replied calmly. The dragon should live in a high tower, with several brass pillars for judging sinners next to it.

……

Earl's Residence, Great Hall.

This is the place where the lord usually summons his subjects. Priscilla sat back on the seat in the middle with an expressionless face. The head maid serving next to her sighed secretly when she saw this.

"Remember to send bedding, blankets, toiletries and other things to Lord Shudemel."

"Yes, Lord Earl, there is a group of adventurers at the foot of the mountain asking to meet. They claim to be from the Theocracy."

"Let them come up."

"clear."

Ten minutes later, three guys who didn't look like adventurers at all walked into the hall.

The leader was a handsome young man with blond hair, and next to him was a giant man holding a heavy shield. As for the short-haired man wearing a cloak, he was half a body behind the two of them.

"Since you choose to pretend, why not be more thorough? Even the disguise is half-baked, which really makes it difficult for me to have confidence in the next conversation." Priscilla poured all the anger accumulated from someone on this group of "guests" body.

As a former princess, she knows more about the Holy Theocracy than anyone else in the kingdom.

The Theocracy advocates the supremacy of humanity, and considering the existence of the four alien nations, it has always maintained a harmonious relationship with the Empire, at least on the surface.

The strongest military organization is called the Six-Color Holy Scripture, and there are six secret forces specializing in different fields.

Among them, the Black Sacred Code ranked first, showing a cliff-like lead overall, and all members were strong at hero level or above.

According to the top-secret files hidden by the royal family, the non-staff seat of the Black Holy Canon is one of the ultimate secrets of the entire Theocracy, and its strength is likely to be comparable to the strongest cyan lightning in the empire.

Not surprisingly, the blond young man in front of me should be the fifth seat of the Black Holy Canon [One-Man Legion] and the eighth seat of the strong man [Giant Wall Ten Thousand Ren]. However, the man in the cloak has no relevant information. He is probably a guy who is not ranked, or The captain of a certain holy code.

"Count, please allow me to introduce myself first." The blond young man said calmly in the face of the sarcasm: "My name is Quinaisse Hasia Kuintia, and I come from the famous family of priests, Kuintia. This visit is to request your assistance on behalf of all the priests. The people in the Theocracy have heard about the recent victory in Watch City."

"I can't remember your name, so I'll call you Golden Retriever." Priscilla waved her fan casually.

Quinn Esser: "..."

As expected, he is a pariah who has climbed up again and again with his body.

"The Earl can do whatever he wants with such small matters." Quinace suppressed his anger, smiled politely, and continued: "But I think the real big things cannot be ambiguous. The Theocracy is the most solid backing of mankind and will always stand firm. On the front line against alien species and demi-humans, the war between the demi-human kingdom and the holy kingdom is inevitable, and you have proved your strength. On behalf of the will of all the priests, I would like to request the earl to send troops to help and support the holy kingdom with us. Kingdom, this is also for the sake of the overall interests of mankind.”

"It's really righteous." Priscilla replied lazily, "It's a pity that I am the real overall situation. After all, the world is tailor-made for me. If you send troops rashly, you will definitely suffer heavy losses. The Holy Kingdom is not in harmony either. If you can’t bring any real benefits to your neighbors, then please ask the three of you to go back the way you came from, or you can bring the king’s handwriting.”

"Your Majesty the Earl..." Quinace clenched his fists. He had another target, otherwise he wouldn't have to suffer this humiliation.

"The clown should have the consciousness to get off the stage. Head maid, see the guests off."

(End of this chapter)