Damn it, this boss really has no normal skills.

Chapter 393 Big Head Son ~ Small Head Father ~
As the saying goes, a thief is most sensitive to the word "thief", so the poisonous snake, which already had something to hide, immediately made a sharp explosion sound.

"Thyme! How dare you question my loyalty to the church? Aren't you afraid that the Pope will punish you for interfering with my mission like this?"

Now, not to mention Thyme who was having a passionate sex with her, even Ji Ming who was standing aside watching the show had a drop of sweat on his forehead.

...Damn it, luckily I had some weird luck and took down this warlord in advance, otherwise I would have been dead before this game even started.

Thyme resisted the urge to counterattack and point out her question "I'm anxious, why are you so anxious?", so she threw her brain away and continued to pester her with whatever she was saying.

"I dare not. I am just worried whether an unqualified Flower-level envoy can complete such an important task."

And Viper was still feeling good about himself, retorting at a pace that was most comfortable for him.

"You can? Hahaha, then ask the Pope to send you here! If you can do it, why can't you get on? Don't you know your own level and status?"

"Because I had other missions before that. But you actually dared to question the Pope's arrangement!"

"You were the first to question it..."

Those who knew said that these were two traitors shamelessly throwing dirty water at each other, while those who didn’t were so scared that they almost fell to the ground.

"Ouch, ouch..."

Grasping the arms of the maids on both sides tightly with his fat hands that were covered in sweat and extremely cold, Marquis Fuguang, who had finally recovered from the shock, quickly spoke out to stop the fight.

"My two lords, harmony brings wealth!"

???

Whoever sends it, let's make money together in harmony, you dead mother (this is a fact) useless thing!
In their hearts, both of them displayed the good moral qualities of former Milin believers, but on the surface they still gave a little face to this useless Marquis who didn't know that he was just a tool.

Even when they were arguing, Thyme still had the aura of a professional researcher, so this time he took the initiative to make concessions.

"Since Lord Fu Guang has said so, I will be patient for now. I just hope that our loyal Miss Viper can carry out the plan as soon as possible."

But Viper was obviously not satisfied yet, and he still threw a punch even after the referee called a stop.

"Heh, this isn't something a pair of annoying eyes need to get involved in!"

"what……"

Marquis Fuguang felt like his blood pressure was like he was on a roller coaster in the Grand Canyon. It had just come down and it was about to soar again. He quickly turned into a tape recorder to put out the fire.

"I will definitely cooperate with you to the fullest! Don't say anything more, you two! I will definitely cooperate with you to the fullest!"

silence.

"By the way...I don't think I've asked you yet, what do I want you to do with all your strength?"

After all, they are now operating in enemy country, so the key tasks will be explained in detail only when they meet. Therefore, Viper told him the objectives of this mission.

"Oh, we need to kill a passing team..."

Marquis Fuguang felt as if something was wrong, but when he thought about it carefully, he couldn't find any clue. He hesitated for a moment and finally nodded.

"Yes, there is a Wolf Fang Valley in my territory. It is a rare and steep terrain in the central region. It is also the only path across my territory. You can go there to make arrangements."

"very good."

Viper nodded slightly and his eyes fell on the two maids beside the Marquis.

The Marquis quickly pulled them behind him.

"Sir, don't be fooled by the fact that they look like vases. In fact, they are my trusted followers that I have cultivated for many years. They are absolutely loyal! Otherwise, I would not dare to bring them here."

Viper stole a glance at their rough and large hands and smiled.

"Hehe, I hope so."

Then he led the jungle believers out of the secret garden.

As the group of green-robed people walked further and further away, the slightly older of the two maids lowered her head.

"Master, they said they wanted to murder..."

"Shh!"

The Marquis quickly stopped the head maid from speaking, rushed to the door like a fat monkey, looked out, and came back only after making sure that there was no one.

"Watch out! Their ears are pointy."

"Yes Yes……"

The head maid bent down and apologized repeatedly, then moved closer to him and continued.

"Master, I just suddenly remembered that the team heading north will soon pass through this area?"

"Ok?"

The Marquis suddenly remembered where his doubts came from and frowned.

"You mean... the one with Archbishop Radiance and Princess Eleanor?"

Logically speaking, this team is relatively low-key, but who can blame them for causing such a big stir in Fengying Territory? Not to mention the small nobles from all over the place, they almost shook the vast and glorious imperial court.

Therefore, after being reminded by the head maid, the Marquis, who was fat and bloated but still had basic IQ as long as he was willing to use his brain, thought about it carefully.

Although assassinating these two great gods is a bit too shocking, but being able to get the Deep Forest Church to send out two flowers at the same time, and also finding a way to ambush them, and...

"what!"

There was indeed a moment of surprise and enlightenment, but the voice came not from the Marquis, but from the head maid who was talking to him with her head down.

And in the next second, she couldn't help but spit out a mouthful of blood from her red lips.

The head maid turned quickly and pulled out the rapier hidden in the folds of her long skirt, but there was nothing there when she was about to strike.

Although the descendants of Lao Fuguang have become good-for-nothings, no one is not afraid of death, so these two maids are actually carefully trained armed guards.

Unfortunately, the Marquis, who had just made such a promise, obviously overestimated the loyalty of his two subordinates. At least the little maid was still relatively realistic.

"do not blame me!"

She stabbed her sister decisively, then ran out of the garden without looking back.

"Uh...ah."

The head maid wanted to chase after him, but the stinging pain from her wound told her that the sword had just hurt her heart, and the warmth of the blood flowing out was like the god of death caressing her soul.

Although such a small wound is not fatal to a warrior of level 20, it would be hard to say if he were to catch up and another conflict broke out.

Moreover, for the Marquis, both morally and logically, he did not want the head maid to die, so he quickly grabbed her arm.

"Don't chase me, healing is more important!"

As for how could the little maid, who was usually well-behaved and resourceful no matter where she was, suddenly defect and attack her boss who was like a sister to her without hesitation...

God's Chosen One was assassinated in Fengying Territory, but the person in charge of the area, Marquis Fengying, was able to escape unscathed. On the one hand, it was because he was indeed one of the victims, and on the other hand, it was because the Holy See took the initiative to assume responsibility.

Since someone is the one to take the blame, Fengying, who already has a good reputation, only needs to run around and show an attitude of trying his best to make amends, and he can turn the page on this mess and continue to live a good life with his wife and children.

But Fu Guang is different. He is a participant and a beneficiary. At least no matter how he is washed, he can never be a victim. Therefore, no matter whether the assassination of the archbishop and the princess is successful or not, no matter how far it goes, he will inevitably be involved in the liquidation.

Moreover, although the Glorious Nobles did not have the courage to help the princess to take revenge, they had the courage to cause trouble in the name of the princess, and they were very brave, especially in the heart of the kingdom, where every inch of land was worth a lot of money. No one could resist the temptation to tear a piece of flesh from their neighbor.

not to mention……

The position of "Marquis of Floating Light" is not permanent. After being passed down for three generations, it will begin to decline step by step, first to earl, then viscount, baron, and finally slowly return to ordinary status.

He is the third generation, and his foundation is unstable. If he doesn't find a way to turn things around, it's only a matter of time before his family is kicked out of the aristocratic group.

This is also the fundamental reason why he was crazy enough to cooperate with the Jungle Church - it was just a desperate attempt to find a cure when the church was about to collapse.

"Ah, I didn't expect that after all my planning and risking, this would be the outcome..."

The Marquis took out the precious life-saving ointment from his arms and gave it to the head maid, thinking that his life was over.

"Master, you can't give me this..." "It's okay, I don't need it. If I lose my head, this won't heal me."

As he said that, Marquis Fuguang forcefully applied the ointment on it. Unfortunately, although he spoke very coolly, he couldn't help but take one more step after he finished.

Wait, let's check it again.

Wait, it may not be evenly applied yet.

Well, I think...

"Oh! I...I...in my whole life! Why can't I control my hands no matter what?"

He stood up and walked around the garden angrily at his Mr. Bean's behavior.

Stop.

"Listen, I think I've tried my best! I can only say that my ability is limited. This is all I can do. I really can't save him, so..."

Sighed.

"You go."

The head maid just stood up again with a gasp, and looked confused when she heard this.

"what?"

Fu Guang turned his back.

"As long as you're not here, you won't be the one to be reckoned with. Aisia, you're still young. Escape from here before anything starts."

"I……"

Waved.

"Let's go before I regret it."

Aisia hesitated for a moment, took a few steps forward, and hugged the Marquis from behind.

"Then I'll go."

"Ah."

However, just when Aisia was filled with gratitude and was ready to start a new life at the age of 32, her hand was pinched.

"Well... I think we may still have some time. There is a pavilion over there. Do you think we can..."

"Alpaca, can pure love be pure forever?"

This sentence was definitely not said by Aisia, because she was ready to strangle this man with too fierce demands before leaving.

So they were both startled, and while quickly separating, they looked in the direction where the sound came from.

Then I saw a little maid standing there like a big statue with lifeless eyes, and a tall man with a black crown on his head and a question mark face.

The little maid ran decisively, doing parkour all the way, as fast as if she was avoiding Jackie Chan who was chasing her. Unfortunately, she ran into a man head-on as soon as she climbed over the high wall of the Marquis' castle.

She looked up and thought to herself, “Fuck, why is this one even more handsome than the previous one?” and then she knew nothing more.

"My goodness, there is such a cruel job?"

After scanning her memory of the previous five minutes, Ji Ming, who was just taking a walk, quickly took her back to the small garden.

As a result, I saw this as soon as I entered. If I took a screenshot and put it on the Pink APP, it would definitely attract countless passers-by shouting "If the artist is really not good enough, let's draw a black person instead of this authentic fat pig that disgusts everyone's eyes" and then run away amid the cries of "The Alpaca tricked the Minotaur in to kill it."

Unfortunately, Ji Ming not only saw the picture, he also heard the words, so when faced with the cook's behavior of throwing vinegar into the pot halfway through cooking, he had to scold him.

"Who are you!"

Facing this mysterious man with a question mark, the Marquis roared with righteousness and quickly retreated behind Aisia.

Asia: ...

"Who am I? I'm a great person who can help you out of this difficult situation."

The man with the question mark gestured to the little maid who was on standby.

"Look, you don't even need to say anything. I've already helped you catch all the traitors."

The Marquis shrank back again.

"How can you help me?

"I can save your life."

"How to save?"

"In an hour, the Archbishop's convoy will enter Floating Light Territory from Hall Village in the southwest. This is your only chance."

Marquis Fuguang was about to speak with a sullen face, but found that he didn't understand what it meant.

Sweating profusely.jpg
"Well, Master, he probably meant for you to take the initiative to greet them."

"Well... then, so what? Shuanghua is going to attack, and they are determined to win. Can they protect me?"

"If you go, you will have a chance of death. If you don't go, you will have no chance of survival. You have no choice."

Well, it seems to be true.

but……

"A 10% chance of winning is too risky. Can you raise it to another 10%?"

"Yes, fully armed."

"Twenty percent! Can you raise it to another ten percent?"

"Yes, the whole army will attack."

"Thirty percent! Can you..."

"Damn you for being greedy!"

Ji Ming couldn't hold it in any longer and started to curse.

"Well, if you promise to cooperate with me in the future, I can give you a 100% chance of survival!"

Unexpectedly, faced with such good news, the Marquis immediately narrowed his eyes.

"What can I do to cooperate with you?"

The masked man snorted.

"Still hesitating?"

The Marquis laughed.

"What if I'm 100% alive at noon and 100% dead at night?"

Tsk, even though he's not very capable, he's still pretty cunning...

Ji Ming had no choice but to let half of the secret slip again.

"I don't like to drain the pond to catch fish. I can only tell you that it's all good things, and at least it can help you keep your position as marquis, at least for another three generations."

"Okay then, deal!"

Since it can be used as a gun for others, it can certainly be used as one's own gun. This is also the fundamental reason why Ji Ming is willing to save Marquis Fuguang's life.

After all, he lacked someone in the heart of Glory who could help him analyze the current situation. Although this Marquis was incompetent, he was still an old man in the circle and could always help him look at things from a different perspective.

Moreover, an incompetent person can succeed with help, but a person without a heart cannot be saved even by gods. To put it bluntly, he is just an old ghost who wants to do something but never achieves anything.

As for being so filthy... it's ironic, if you are just idle and accept everyone who comes, you can even be considered a clean person in this dirty circle where people are everywhere.

(End of this chapter)