Little Tyrant Doesn't Want to Meet with a Bad End

"It's useless, this time it's the decision from above."

The old clerk stroked his beard and sighed, looked at the beautiful head and said:

"If you want to refuse, I'm afraid there will only be a negotiation for a while. You went to talk to that young master Roja in person."

"Hey, do you want the captain to meet the nobles?"

"No, it's too dangerous!"

The words of the old clerk caused an uproar in the room. The members present were very excited and spoke out to dissuade them. The reason is very simple. Because of Cynthia's beauty and female status, she hardly sees outsiders, especially nobles. It means trouble.

The beautiful face and the identity of a female pagan made Cynthia feel like she was entangled by many disgusting nobles in the past, and even these nobles would condescendingly ask her to be a mistress. Thinking of these heads and ladies, she was full of anger.

Cynthia is 3 years old this year. As a Transcendent, she looks like she is [-] years old. It can be said that she is young and beautiful. As the daughter of the previous regiment leader, she has been in the mercenary regiment since she was a child. [-] masters.

If she is a holder of the three major essences, these nobles probably would not dare to talk to her like this, but she is a pagan, and discrimination is almost a common attitude of nobles towards her, let alone Sheng Mei. The great nobleman of the Steward Kingdom.

"If you want me to say, there are no good people in the church! The mercenary group of the Leiden generation before was paid less than half of the money because they were heretics."

"What is this? Before, there were people who were attacked and detained by the regular army because they were marching in the church. It was the money raised by the headquarters on Rose's side to redeem them."

The noise in the room continued, and one example after another of the nobles of the Theocracy's entrapment of heretics was brought up, which made the brown-haired beauty look gloomy.

Cynthia weighed the pros and cons with her chin resting on her chin. The more she thought about it, the more she realized that she had to go this trip. As the saying goes, the situation is stronger than people, and neither Rose nor the Acate family could afford to offend her.

After a long silence, Cynthia spoke out her decision.

"I see. I'll go and talk to him myself."

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Inside the luxurious carriage, the heavily armed Cynthia took a deep breath, trying to calm down her nervousness.

Naturally, she dared to come here in person this time. Of course, it was not a foolish move. In fact, Cynthia had carefully considered it, mainly because she had once escorted the character Roya Acate.

Roja's age this year should be thirteen years old. There is a huge gap between this age and Cynthia's, and I haven't heard of any notoriety. On the other hand, as a guard, Cynthia has seen Sorophia's young lady flirting with him more than once, I heard that the two are still engaged.

Now Roja lives in the famous Bird Garden of the Sorophia family. No matter what angle you look at, Roja here will not touch her because of etiquette, otherwise he will openly beat Sorophia. face, and even if he really has malicious intentions, Cynthia at source level 3 is not afraid.

Just a child, the status may be very high, but how much strength can he have under the pampering? And it seems that he is still a sick child.

Thinking of this, Cynthia felt a little relieved, and at the same time the carriage arrived at its destination.

The car door opened, and the woman in the helmet stepped out. First she unloaded the weapon, and went through a spell detection. After completing these, she walked through the corridor and climbed the stairs under the guidance of the servants, approaching the study where Roja was. .

The guards on both sides of the mansion have now been replaced by the personal guards of Sorophia's family, which made Cynthia slightly uneasy, but the moment the door was opened, Cynthia's worries disappeared like the wind.

In the study room of the Bird Hall, amidst the antique bookshelves and paper incense, a handsome black-haired boy is sitting on a chair casually flipping through a large tome. He has become much more energetic, and his whole body gives people a peaceful and gentle feeling. The breeze from the window blows his hair lightly, and the young man who is reading a book even has a dusty and elegant temperament at this moment, which makes the woman behind the helmet stunned for a moment. .

It's beautiful, no, no, it doesn't matter, the important thing is that there are no guards in the room.

Thinking of this, Cynthia was sure, she walked into the room and bowed slightly to Roja, then reached out and took off the helmet according to the etiquette. When the beautiful face was revealed, the black-haired boy couldn't help but widen his eyes slightly .

"Are you the head of the Iron Wall Corps?"

"Yes, my name is Cynthia Ancott, and the name on the registration form is my surname, mainly to avoid trouble."

"That's it, I understand."

Roja listened to the woman's words and nodded slightly, expressing her understanding of Cynthia's actions, and then asked the regiment leader's opinion on changing the mercenary regiment to the Acate Territory. Facing the young man who calmly consulted her opinion, Cynthia gritted her teeth Teeth said the words that had been discussed before as they were.

"My lord, thank you for your appreciation this time, but I'm sorry, we can't meet your request, because as a pagan mercenary group, we will not set up bases in the church country, in fact, we have almost done nothing. Through the task of contacting the Theocracy..."

Cynthia explained according to the reasons planned before, but opposite her, the black-haired boy showed no fluctuations on his face, but his heart sank.

Sure enough, it is not that simple to let the heretics migrate to Acate.

For the current situation, Roja actually had a premonition long ago, and also made a corresponding response plan.

"You don't have to worry about the safety of the country you are teaching. As a noble territory, Acate has local laws. I will formulate perfect terms in this regard. Moreover, in the unstable environment on the eastern border, the core of the Holy See will The attitude of the heretics has improved, and the Holy Kingdom of San Mestre will adjust its policy towards the heretics in the future, I can assure you of this."

In Roja's mind, the face of the girl who had experienced the Gemini War together appeared in his mind, and he said so in a positive tone. However, these words had no effect in Cynthia's ears, and even made her feel that she was drawing big cakes or fooling her. After all, whether it is The thoughts of the core of the Holy See or the future policies of the Holy State should not be known to a noble heir who has not inherited the title.

However, what Cynthia didn't know was that although Roja did not have a title, the relationship between him and the Heathcret family was far from that of a monarch. Yadu is quite enthusiastic and does not shy away from his views on future policies.

Cynthia's mercenary group's activities are not in the Theocracy, so naturally she doesn't know Roja's situation. She doesn't believe in these uncertain factors, she can only politely refuse again.

"My lord, I am very happy with what you said, but the Theocracy has been crowding out heretics for hundreds of years. Even if the law is changed, the nobles will not stop discriminating against us. Let us join your grind I will only discredit you."

"..."

Looking at the female team leader who bowed her head respectfully and said these words without any emotion, Roja frowned slightly, he thought for a while, and asked lightly:

"Aristocrat? This range is too broad. I am also an aristocrat. Do you think I will discriminate against you?"

"...Don't dare, please forgive my rudeness."

Don't dare not?

Roja chewed on the meaning of Cynthia's words, and understood that she might have quite a big prejudice against the Theocracy, especially the aristocrats of the Theocracy.

It seems that he has to come up with some real skills.

Thinking of this, the black-haired boy reached out and took the cane on the side, holding the handle of the Hydra staff, Roja's eyes began to stare at Cynthia in heavy armor, and this presumptuous gaze naturally It also caught the woman's attention.

Cynthia's face froze under Roja's gaze. She had seen this kind of gaze too much in the past, especially on the nobles she came into contact with. There was even a psychological shadow. She clenched her fists and was nervous inside, her voice hurried He said hoarsely:

"My lord, I am actually thirty years old this year, and I have been in charge of Miss Charlotte's exclusive guard for many years..."