Torture Officer Xiao Jie Just Wants to Fish

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No one knows what process has been completed in Nora's mind in the past ten seconds.

But as soon as Nora spoke, Patrinia couldn't hold back.

"Who forced the boss to do this... I can feel the residual magic in the air... Is it a member of the Mage Association?"

Nora looked very ugly.

The only member of the Mage Association at the scene stood in front of him.

But considering that her purpose was to find the ghost of the Mage Association, Patrinia suppressed her smile and nodded.

"That's right, it's from the Mage Association..."

"That's the Sixth Prince's faction," Nora said coldly, "I understand, Bishop Hume...I will pass it on to the institute."

"Wait a minute," Patrinia stopped Nora, and then added seriously, "In addition to the Mages Association, there are people from the Golden Iris... and their queen regent, Maria Dana, came in person! "

Patrinia wanted Maria to die, so she didn't mind taking a blame for her.

Anyway...Maria really came, and it only needs to be checked to find out.

Nora's eyes widened after hearing this, apparently greatly shocked.

But then, he regained his composure.

"That's right, after all, the boss can be forced to the point where he has to go all out and overdraw his spirit..."

He can even feel the aura of the power of judgment from the boss, which he couldn't feel before!

What does this mean?

This shows that the boss must have used a lot of ruling power, so that after falling into a deep sleep, he can no longer maintain his perfect disguise!

But Nora didn't know...

Because Rose really didn't have that stuff before.

The power of judgment that I feel now belongs to the fact that it has just been stuffed in, and it is still warm.

And while Nora was still sorting out the huge amount of information...

Several auras appeared behind him again.

Several people in gray robes appeared.

Patrinia tensed up instantly.

When the men in gray robes saw Nora and Patrinia, and Rose lying flat behind them, they immediately showed a vigilant attitude.

"You... stay away from the bishop over there."

They spoke in a low voice, but Nora waved her hand.

"When the holy light is at its most dazzling, the light that is not bright enough will be mistaken for shadows."

As he whispered, several gray-robed men were stunned.

Then, they responded.

"The greatness of mercy and forgiveness cannot be manifested without the cruelty of admonishment and heretics."

Then they bowed slightly.

"Dear Bishop Nora."

"Bishop Hume and I are both 'monitors', and we are here for our own interests."

Nora explained it this way.

The people in gray robes from the operation team of the Heresy Tribunal bowed again.

"clear."

"Clean up the scene and seal it off according to the regulations. The director will take action tonight... It's a critical moment, and we can't leak the news," Nora began to arrange a few people, then glanced at Patrinia and Dorothy, and saw After the two "director's cronies" had no objections, they continued, "Tonight's attack was launched by the Mage Association in conjunction with Golden Iris... The Queen Regent of Golden Iris personally took action. We will put pressure on Golden Iris in the future. Monitor the movement of the six princes faction and related bishops, and wait for further instructions from the director when he wakes up."

"clear."

The gray-robed people agreed and quickly scattered away.

Nora also set up an isolation formation on the spot.

"Your Excellency Hume, you are now taking the director to the holy capital. I am responsible for cooperating with the action team of the trial office to mediate with other attracted cardinals, paladin leaders and other figures here."

"As long as it is said that the court is doing things, we can handle most of the things."

Bishop Nora said seriously.

"No problem, thanks for your hard work."

Seeing that Nora had arranged everything, Patrinia suppressed a smile and nodded seriously.

Then, she lifted Rose up hard and asked.

"By the way...do you have any means of transportation?"

"Hmm... That's right, it's more hidden if you take a carriage," Nora thought, "I remember that the boss has a horse... In this way, if you go to this address, you can find some unused carriages."

As Nora said so, she stuffed a note into Patrinia's palm.

Afterwards, Patrinia carried Rose and Dorothy on her back, and slowly left the burned open space.

After finding the horse that hadn't run too far that was almost tamed by Rose nearby, she put Rose on the horse's back, and Patrinia finally couldn't hold back anymore.

"Grass - what is this!"

All the plans she had prepared, how to act after being discovered, how to fool and fabricate if she was not discovered... None of them were used!

This Nora and those guys from the Inquisition are outrageous!

There is no doubt at all!

She looked at Rose who was sleeping, and fell into thinking.

Patrinia even became a little skeptical. Does this succubus have some passive talent that automatically interferes with other people's thinking ability?

After all, she is a succubus... and I always feel that this is not the first time this kind of thing has happened to her!

As for Rose, who was sleeping, she knew nothing about Patrinia's conjecture.

She was lying on the horseback, smashing her mouth.

Still no sign of waking up.

And it seems that I dreamed of something good.

565 Roast Duck Kululu at the Never-Ending Banquet and Rose, the Chief Judge in Eden Palace

Rose had a very long dream.

In her sleep, she seemed to be in an eternal banquet.

The long table of the banquet is spread from the inland to the sea, passing through the fresh grass and valleys, crossing the cold snow field, passing through the desolate Gobi, and finally on the reef by the sea as the key point.

Each section of the table has different styles of food. The guests who come and go come to this fertile land and leave. Everyone has eaten enough delicious food and experienced the happiest moment in life before leaving.

They drank, sang, played musical instruments, and praised their generosity and superb cooking skills.

There are no guests eating all the time, but there are always guests eating.

Whether it is a tall giant or a beautiful elf, whether it is a group of humans or a lone beast...

Pink candles are always lit on the long table, always softly illuminating the food.

Rose could feel that she could create the food and drinks she wanted with just a thought.

Even if it is not deliberately manipulated, the dishes of this banquet will always be supplemented according to the perfect menu, and present the delicious food that each guest desires most in their hearts.

Even the tableware is very elegant and decent.

There were even many guests who left crying bitterly after eating, probably because they remembered the lost beauty that this food represented.

Rose sat at the head of the table, watching them softly.

She seemed to be sitting at the head of the table, but also seemed to be on a high place, overlooking the entire long table.

The details of every dish are captured in the eyes, and the richness of every drop of wine is clearly visible.

Rose could clearly feel every tangy aroma and steaming heat.

As if this long table is her extension, her country.

Do not……

it's not true.

The long table can't fully describe everything Rose has now, it's just a part, or carrier.

What she has is all the food and wine on the long table, all the tableware and tables and chairs, even every candle and those lights, even the fragrance, the sound of the clinking of cups, and the joy and touch of the guests!

Even those guests who are briefly sitting at the table!

What Rose has is this "never-ending banquet" itself!

She would occasionally eat some food, but for some reason, those delicious delicacies did not move Rose.

Obviously...she likes to eat so much.

Maybe these dishes are not to my appetite?

Rose thought, and gently shook the bell on the table.

"I want to eat roast duck."

She thought so, and spoke softly.

The next second, a waiter appeared pushing a trolley.

On the trolley were huge trays covered by silver plate covers.

"Crunch, crunch."

The waiter pushed the cart and walked up to Rose.