Dungeons & Dragons: I was kicked out of the team by Brave

Seeing Mrs. Eve raising her fist eagerly to try, Richard suppressed her thoughts.

"Since your physical fighting skills are not even as good as mine, you should just stay in the attic." Richard changed the subject, "Madam, there seem to be many more pastors from Morningside Church on the street downstairs. What news do you have? ?"

"Those priests, I asked about them when I came back. They seem to be members of the Tribunal. They are investigating the evil sects that may have gathered together in Binglin Valley. They seem to be ready to eradicate them in one fell swoop."

"Is it really the Tribunal? It seems that some fanatics in the church don't trust me."

"Uncle the presiding judge has always been a bit paranoid. This is also an indisputable fact. He has great autonomy within the church, and my mother cannot control him."

"Is he a legend?"

"I don't know, everyone who saw him take action is dead."

"Mysterious guy, this kind of secretive old man is the most annoying."

Richard complained a few words, but he wasn't too worried.

On this mission, all of my family members are good and innocent girls, so they will not be maliciously attacked by these fanatical believers.

The somewhat uneasy mood gradually subsided, and Richard almost welcomed his first guest.

A man dressed as a consul of a ducal palace, with a haggard face and black eyes, obviously suffering from insomnia and fear caused by excessive anxiety.

Richard had read the information given by Nunalia. He was Feite, the consul sent by the Duke's Palace to assist in the management of Binglin Valley.

The son of a wealthy businessman, he has good literary qualities and a sharp mind, and stood out from Nunalia's strict selection. He can be called the youngest among the city lord-level consuls, just around thirty.

Richard poured him a cup of coffee and said, "Grand Consul Fit, please sit down peacefully. It's safe here."

"I can feel that it's really safe here." Feite stared at Richard and suddenly choked up in a whiny tone, "I haven't felt this sense of security for a long time."

"Is your usual safety in Binglin Valley threatened? This shouldn't be the case. As the three chief consuls of Binglin Valley, you deserve the best protection." Richard frowned, "It's because of Nehcha. Is it because of the city lord?”

"I...I don't know. I'm sorry, I don't know. I'm sorry that I lost my temper." Fit held the coffee cup tightly. After taking a few deep breaths, he finally calmed down. "Since half a year ago, I I always feel like something is clinging to me, that kind of malicious, conspiratorial gaze."

"Have you been tested at church?"

"I went there almost three times a week, and even applied for a high-level priest to be by my side, but it was all to no avail. That cold look always followed me, especially at night." Feite said tremblingly, "I am alone. When I came to Binglin Valley, I had no family, but every night, I always felt like there was something hidden in my house."

Richard thought for a moment and asked as gently as possible: "I would like to ask, do you have a mental illness?"

"No, I'm very healthy. This is proof of my mental condition." Feit seemed to have been prepared. He took out a stack of certification documents personally written by the diocesan bishop of Dawn Church, "Obviously, there are some issues in Binglin Valley. Problem, I promise.”

Richard asked: "Apart from you, where are the other consuls?"

"No, but... just two days ago, my colleague, that is, Dekley, disappeared." Fite took out a piece of broken parchment, "This is what I found from the secret compartment of his mansion. Got the last clue, a... bad pattern."

Fite said it very tactfully, but Richard took a look at the torn parchment and found a incomplete imprint of Baal's divine emblem.

"You mean, another Archon, Dekli, was murdered by the Baal cultists?"

"Moreover, it is very likely that Nehecha ordered it." Feit said firmly. "After many years of spying in Ice Lin Valley, it is obvious that the Baal assassin has been cooperating with Nehecha! And Dekley has the evidence. The most, so he was silenced by Nehcha early.”

"Two days ago?" Richard caught this keyword.

I searched almost the entire city but couldn't find any trace of the Baal cultists, but they showed up two days ago?

In other words, there are still a large number of Baal believers in Binglin Valley, but they are hiding with some unknown secret technique.

Richard pondered for a moment and said: "Consul Feit, for your safety, please stay here tonight. If you go back, I'm afraid you will die in the mansion, and your whereabouts must have been exposed. "

Feite said gratefully: "I wish I could ask for it. Thank you for your protection. Thank you to Madam Nunalia for not forgetting us."

Chapter 300 Richard’s Secret Warehouse

Fit was placed in a special guest room on the lower floor of the attic, and Richard specially arranged a defensive barrier for him.

But if you want to come to Nehecha, you don't dare to directly attack Clindina's residence. He is safe.

Richard is not in a hurry to alert the enemy. It will take a long time for Momo and Atris to multiply the slime offspring to the point where they can cover the entire Ice Forest Valley.

Before that, Richard planned to find clues about the Baal cultists.

Now that the inquisitors of the Church of Dawn are dispatched on a large scale, they can help Richard uncover some clues to a certain extent.

No matter what, the cultists must be brought to light.

Time soon came to night, and Clindina finally finished dealing with the endless stream of old-fashioned nobles like flies, and felt that her mouth was already smoking.

"These old men are so annoying." Clintina leaned against Richard and commented, "Open your mouth and keep silent that I have made contributions to the Midden Territory and I have shed blood for the An family. Lady Nunalia can't do this. for me."

Richard chuckled and said: "After all, they are not going to rebel directly. Just give them some promises for the time being, at least not to completely fall to Nehcha."

"Then when will the net be closed?"

"At least we have to wait until after the new year. Binglin Valley is very big, isn't it?"

Clintina frowned and said, "By the way, there is another question. The new Hui Xin you took in, she always looks at me strangely, as if she is very afraid of me."

"Idiots always want to keep people away." Richard said casually, "Don't worry, she is just nervous about your identity."

Clintina stared at Richard keenly, and she gradually approached: "Hey, common man Richard, are you hiding something from me?"

"No." Richard shook his head.

Knowing that Richard would never tell her anyway, Clindina just hummed a few times, then went to the bedroom to rest, locking the door behind her.

"Veroca, come on."

"Senior, what's the matter?" Veroca came over from the dining table, holding a series of books called "Five Years of Legend and Three Years of Simulation" in his hand.

Even when she is away from home, she never forgets to work hard to study magic.

"As for Weiwei, she doesn't always stay with you."

"Tutor, she and Mrs. Eve went shopping at the night market. I didn't want to go, so I stayed at home." Veroka wrapped her cotton coat tightly, snuggled next to the fireplace, and sneezed, "It's really too cold here, I I’ve never seen such heavy snow when I was in Delran.”

"Don't worry, I will make it warmer here soon." Richard said, "Veroka, do you know that you and Linda look very similar?"

"Linda? Are you talking about that princess, the eldest princess of the empire?" Veroka's eyelids seemed a little unable to be raised, and she was holding her head up bit by bit.

"That's right, you are just like a smaller version of her. When I first saw you, I thought you were a member of the royal family's exiled bloodline."

Hearing this, the troubled Veroka suddenly became energetic, and her eyes showed the fantasy that belongs to a girl: "Senior, do you mean to say that I am actually the princess in distress of the royal family!"

Richard was stunned for a moment, then touched Veroca's petite face: "Veroca, I know that it is not uncommon for a twelve or thirteen-year-old girl to have a princess dream, but... I'm sorry, you are not."

Veroka clenched her fists and whispered in hope: "Is it really not true? Actually, I think it's okay. Senior, why don't you check it again."

"The entrance examination of the Mage Academy is very strict, and the household registration examination is meticulous. There will be no mistakes. You are a real ninth-generation commoner, Veroka." Richard simply shattered Veroca's princess dream, "But blood is not important for As a mage, it can’t prove anything.”

Veroka bit her lip in frustration and said with resentment, "So why did you suddenly mention this matter?"

"Then do you know who the Baal Order listens to now?"

"do not know."

"It's Linda."

"You mean, Princess Linda, who was the chosen one of Selun, became the Saint of Baal!"

"Hush, this is the top secret of the Midden Territory. If it is leaked, it will be broken into pieces."

"Then tell me, I don't want to know at all." Veroka's face turned pale, then he raised his staff and aimed it at his head, "I'll give myself an amnesia spell."

"Wait a minute, let's not talk about anything else. Is there something wrong with your amnesia technique?"

"Is there any problem with hitting the head hard enough to cause memory loss? At least the result is correct. Instructor Nushan taught me."

"Stop, stop, don't worry, since I told you, it doesn't count as leaking secrets." Richard immediately stopped Veroca, "I just want you to do a favor."

Veroca responded intelligently: "You can't just say let me play Linda!"

"Yes, you do get to play Linda."

"Then I'd better give myself an amnesia spell. It doesn't matter. It's just a moment. Although it will hurt, the effect will be very good." Veroka pretended to give herself a hammer again, "Senior, you know that in the empire, pretending to be a member of the royal family is illegal. Do you want to join the family?"

"It doesn't matter. The empire is the empire, and the Midden Territory is the Midden Territory. When the time comes, I'll show it to Neh, and he won't dare not believe it. Those Baal believers hiding in the dark won't dare to risk disobeying the Saint and disobey you."

Veroka wanted to run, but was hugged tightly by Richard on her lap. She could only say uneasily: "But my figure, temperament, hairstyle and smell are all very different from Princess Linda, I will be spotted by one glance! "

"Oh, this is simple. I have Linda's clothes here. They are all kinds. The bras and panties are complete. Don't worry, these are the most. As for the figure, this is even simpler. Let Momo's body cushion it for you. Just be as big as you want.”

Richard took out a bunch of women's clothing. Some of the fabrics were too flimsy and sexy, which made Veroka's face turn red and almost cause her to shut down on the spot.

"This was Linda's favorite thing to wear at first. It was very easy to tear. There is also this one. It's the same as wearing it or not. You have to look for underwear from your butt. As for this one, is it strange? Oh, this is Nunalia and Kelin Tina’s. Well don’t worry about the details.”

Veroka looked at Richard with fear and said tremblingly: "Mr. Richard, why do you have so many women's clothes!"

"This is not our main purpose today." Richard looked serious, picked out suitable clothes, and then took out two soft blue slime bodies and said like a pervert, "Here, Veroca, these slimes will make you grow up, be good, don’t be afraid, they will come soon and they won’t hurt, I promise.”

At this time, the door to the third floor of the attic suddenly opened. Weiwei and Mrs. Eve walked in, and the follower Hui Xin who followed them also came in. Then they all stood frozen at the door, staring at Richard in disbelief.

"Oh, pervert!"*3

3 I can't wait to see two directs a week!

"So you just have another purpose, Mr. Richard." Mrs. Eve held Veroca in her arms and said helplessly, "It's definitely not that you are trying to let Veroca act like Princess Linda to vent your inability to do this or that. The desire to accuse others?"

"Absolutely not, madam, please believe me. No matter how perverted I am, I will never attack a girl who is not yet an adult!" Richard held a pile of women's underwear in his hand and was unable to defend himself.

Mrs. Eve doted on her like she was coaxing a child: "I understand, I understand."

Weiwei nodded calmly.

Richard scratched his head and said distressedly: "No, I don't think you understand."

He wanted to defend himself a little, but Veroca asked in the smallest voice: "I just have a question, why is my underwear also..."

The real culprit, Mrs. Eve, immediately looked embarrassed and said nervously: "This was an accident."

"Okay, accident." Veroca thought for a while and agreed to these accidents.Although she probably guessed it, she didn't dare to question it.

Hui Xin's eyes widened, and she unconsciously pinched her long light gray hair. She was surprised to find that Mrs. Eve and the other girls didn't have any overreaction at all, as if they were used to it.

Thinking of this, she guarded her chest in fear, and ran back to her room with a bang to avoid being harmed by Chi Yu.

Weiwei asked: "Isn't this dangerous? Although Veroka is really similar to Princess Linda, sooner or later the secret will be exposed."

"As long as we can seduce the people from the Baal Order, I won't let Veroka speak too much to avoid being exposed." Richard raised two more balls of blue slime in his hand and approached like a pervert. Veroca.

He said with confidence: "I know Linda's figure very well, and there will be no mistakes in slime's plasticity. Don't put too much pressure on Veroka, it doesn't matter if you fail, we are not short of time. And you are just right." I can experience the troubles of big breasts.”

Mrs. Eve also added: "Yes, the two lumps of meat are always hanging on the chest, and the shoulders will be very tired and sore. In fact, I have always envied you, Veroca, you look very light."

Veroka's face froze, and she broke away from Mrs. Eve's arms, knowing that she probably couldn't run away.

"Senior, please tell me first, don't really think of me as Princess Linda!"