Ride and Cut

"Infatuation Seed, this description fits Belluni too much."

"You must pay attention, although he is indeed mad, but his brain is not stupid." His Majesty Sargerei paused, and then said, "Such a keen-headed madman who doesn't care about anything can only use the potential destructive power. It's hard to describe, and you can't be too careful."

"Okay Majesty, I will beware of this poisonous snake." People depend on clothes. The lord is wearing a tall dress made by an elf tailor. With a raised chin, he naturally looks extraordinarily righteous and heroic, and his harsh words are also loud and loud. .

　　 "Do you need to pass this news to other envoys?"

　　 Judging from the consumption of time, Richard felt that the first few people should only have time to exhort them on routine matters, and it is impossible for them to be babbled like himself.

"No need, it's not a secret in the upper layers of the kingdom, they all know it." Sargerei waved his hand, "Although you are brave on the battlefield, you are only a novice in Vanity Fair, so I just say a few more words. "

　　 Routinely encouraged a few words, the lord of Alpine Fort leaves again under the guidance of the attendant, his footsteps are getting farther and farther, and Sargerei himself is only left in the study for the time being.

　　 He faced the vase and suddenly spread his five fingers to cover the delicate red rose. The water-like solid vindictive spirit flows out from the fingers, like a soft ribbon, it shuttles back and forth between the petals and leaves, cleverly and lightly.

　　 This is just the appearance, the seemingly weak vindictive splendor, which contains the amount of violence that is absolutely enough to easily kill the costumed knight. But the delicate rose shrouded in the middle was clearly not harmed even at all.

　　 This brilliant control is enough to make most swordsmen die in shame.

　　 But even so, the owner still seems dissatisfied.

　　 "It's still far, far, far, but how do I continue." Sargerei's face was a little confused.

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　　 In most areas of Pompeii, the Spring Festival is the biggest festival of the year.

　　 Send away the winter **** who represents cold and solemnity, and welcome the spring **** who represents warmth and vitality.

　　 is also the only day of the year when a girl can take the initiative to confide her feelings to her sweetheart. They will send a variety of fruits to represent their hearts, generally persimmons and winter dates in season.

　　 It is said that some beautiful teenagers can harvest a whole carton full of fruits as long as they drive around the street, which is very exaggerated.

　　The delegation chose to set off on this day, undoubtedly wanting to be pleased with joy. But the citizens of Felix were obviously a little perfunctory about sending off the envoys, and standing weakly on the street waving their hands was done. After all, the war hasn't affected them, so it doesn't matter if they don't mediate.

　　 After leaving, Richard discovered that the priest Bruno, who had partnered with him in the last war between Pompeii and Stuart, actually appeared in the envoy team.

　　 It is fine for him to have a personal relationship with this calm and gentle ice and snow priest on his head. He is naturally very happy to see his old acquaintances and waved hello with excitement.

　　 But I was excited, Lord Lord couldn’t help being curious, the Ice and Snow priest was a serious priest of the Ice and Snow Goddess Church. Now the entire Church of the Goddess of Ice and Snow has been banned by Pompeii, why he dared to appear in the envoys sternly.

　　 Bruno also waved at him, but there seemed to be something inconvenient to come over. He opened his mouth and seemed to yell a few words, but the distance was too far and he couldn't hear him at all.

　　 "Okay, I see!" Lord Lord took a bite of the persimmon and nodded pretentiously.

　　 There are a few sacks of persimmons and winter dates beside him, and the girls of Fleis are not stingy with enthusiasm for this hero with the name of a dragon slayer.

　　 "Do you think it is possible that Bruno had come back for revenge?" Richard gnawed persimmons over and over again while making up the whole spy war scene.

　　 Gunther was drooling, and he wanted to eat persimmons. However, his lord said that it was all people's wishes, and it was not easy to let him down.

　　 "Probably not." Hutt didn't look sure either.

"Master Richard, you are thinking too much." A hearty laughter came from not far away, "The Ice and Snow priests who didn't want to leave, all changed to the name of Ice and Snow Mage and stayed in the army. Even the civilians. There are also believers in the goddess of ice and snow, and they have not made mandatory requirements, but they are not allowed to preach and build churches."

　　 Richard turned his head and saw Paul, the second seat of the envoy, the bishop of Pompeii of the Holy Light Church.

　　 This Lord Paul is not ordinary. It is said that he came from a poor family, but he is the person with the highest level of Holy Light and Divine Art in the past 300 years of the Guangming Vatican. He was originally one of the twelve members of the Cardinals in Cardinals. Rumor has it that he has a good chance to take over as the Pope. He is a real big man.

　　 But after Pompeii proclaimed the Church of the Holy Light as the state religion, he left the Cardinals and became the bishop of Pompeii.

　　 Know that every pope is born from cardinals, without exception. This time his transfer of office, although he was able to confirm the official of the Holy Light Church, it was also equivalent to severing the possibility of succession to the pope, obviously not worth the loss. It is said that it was requested by myself, which really makes people wonder ~ www.readwn.com~ According to Lord Lord, it is a typical representative of self-exile and not seeking to make progress. All Gaoshanbao citizens should take warning.

　　 To be fair, although the bishop Paul had already turned white on his temples by middle age, his eyes were clearer and brighter than a child, forming a strong contrast, which made people involuntarily curious.

　　 The personal charm of Bishop Paul is as extraordinary as the spiritual cultivation.

　　 So even if they knew he was a clergyman, there were not many girls who gave him fruit on Spring Festival, but they were all politely rejected in the name of serving the Holy Light. The lord did not think it was too much to watch the excitement at the time, and he took the lead in arguing and arranging rice seedlings.

　　 "In other words, there are many believers and clergy of the Ice Goddess Church in Pompeii now that they have normal activities?" Richard felt that this was more reasonable.

　　 After all, religious beliefs are not like candles that are lighted or extinguished. In a short period of time, it is definitely not realistic to change the mainstream belief object of the entire Pompeii from the goddess of ice and snow to the **** of light.

"Yes."

　　 "Do you mind?" Lord Lord turned to look at him.

　　 Paul is surrounded by many priests and nuns, most of whom look relatively young. Because they were young, they couldn't hide things. In the eyes they looked at Bruno, there was no way to hide their disgust.

"Don't mind." Bishop Paul's eyes were particularly pure, like sapphires pierced by the sun. "The Lord teaches us to be kind, and how can we bear to treat these poor people who are drifting away in destiny harshly. Moreover, they do not believe that the Lord is them. The loss is not the church’s."

　　 "Your mind is broader than the sky." Richard gave a thumbs up.