Your Highness, please spare the concubine

Smoking charcoal and a sickening protein burnt smell everywhere.

Many houses and buildings collapsed and their furnishings and furniture were burned.

Everything in Spring Garden Winery was buried under the ruins.

The people of the city defense army went in and searched around, but did not find any survivors, so they blocked the vicinity of the Spring Garden Winery and left.

The things here are spread to ten, ten to hundreds, and spread with the wind.

But most people don't know why it burns, and they only sigh with regret or gloating after hearing it.

It was late at night, and people went to bed as usual.

These things can only be regarded as topics that can be discussed when meeting friends tomorrow, but they are not what they care about.

As the flames extinguished, the crowd dispersed, and the night deepened...

On the bustling streets of the imperial capital, there are still businessmen and pedestrians coming and going.

But much less than during the day.

In contrast, on some relatively remote roads, the surrounding people have already fallen asleep one after another, quiet and peaceful.

At this moment, in the main street of West Gate, in a small alley to the northeast.

Among them, a restaurant that had just registered to open less than a week is closing.

The guy turned off the lights and closed the door, poked his head out to look around the alley, and then went back inside the restaurant.

Soon after, the lights on the second floor of the restaurant also went out, and it seemed that he had fallen asleep.

Victoria and Willis watched this scene from a distance, and she asked puzzledly, "Is that there?"

"Yes." Willis nodded.

"Your Highness, don't you want to find such a small restaurant to grab... um, borrow money?"

Not to mention the question of whether the price can be lowered, even if you really want to grab it, how much money can such a small restaurant have?

It would be nice to be able to take out 10 golden dragons!

And Willis just smiled and shook her head: "Victoria, do you really think it's as simple as a small restaurant?"

"Then what else?"

From the outside, I really can't find any problems.

The small restaurant is only three floors, with an open-air top floor.

Not even a garden.

Victoria also looked at it just now, and there were no more than 4 people including the staff and the shopkeeper.

This kind of restaurant must not have much oil and water.

If it is the secret stronghold of the Gareth family, it is too shabby, and it is easy to be monitored.

Unless there is a basement.

"You'll find out later."

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Devin is the owner of this small restaurant.

Although it is a restaurant in name, it does not matter whether it is profitable or not.

It is not difficult to open a shop in Empire Munsell, as long as you have enough funds.

Or rather, everywhere.

Some places just need more money for relationships.

But they are not ordinary restaurants, but one of the strongholds preset by the Church of Death.

Its existence was planned by the Death God Church a few months ago.

However, due to the pressure from the empire and funding problems, a small stronghold has been delayed again and again.

They are emerging churches, and every funding must be carefully planned.

Although Devon is not a high-level person in the church, he also understands this truth.

But in addition, he also heard that a few days ago, the empire had eagle dogs staring at the Church of Death, keeping a close eye on it.

And the apostle seems to be entangled by someone.

So the opening of a base in Munsell has been delayed again and again.

Devin and these fellows from the Church of Death had been selected long ago, but they were just waiting for the right time.

During this period, they offered prayers every day, dedicating their loyalty and life to the church.

So these days, their positions in the Church of Death are slowly improving.

But not long ago, what they waited for was the bad news that the apostle was killed and the important stronghold in Marstal City was destroyed.

At that moment, Devin thought the church would stop expanding.

Unexpectedly, at this time, the above said that the death of the apostle and the demise of the Marstar City stronghold created opportunities for them.

The enemy's sight has been diverted, and this is the time for them to quietly develop.

So a few days ago, Devin, who had been waiting for a long time, received an order from the Church of Death——

This restaurant was opened here as a secret stronghold.

And because the important strongholds in the city of Marstal were destroyed, the church's resources and money needed to be transferred.

The so-called most dangerous places are often the safest.

So a considerable part of the funds were handed over to German to hide!

In the past few days, the restaurant has opened smoothly, and there are not many customers every day, and the number continues to increase.

No one would have thought that the waiter and owner of the restaurant who greeted the guests with a smile every day and chatted with them were members of the Church of Death.

After a few days of fear, nothing unusual happened, and the empire seemed to have disappeared.

This allowed Devon to finally get a good night's sleep.

Tomorrow morning I have to get up early to prepare the ingredients for the day, and a few guests ordered tomorrow's first pot of steamed meat...

And stewed pork knuckles...

Falling asleep with these things in mind.

Sometimes Devon had to sigh with emotion, if it wasn't for the Death Church, they might have become such buddies and bosses for the rest of their lives.

But that is impossible!

For the sake of strength, in order to get rid of the identity of civilians, in order to have the ability to destroy the injustice and humiliation they have encountered before and may encounter in the future, they must do this!

And after believing in the God of Fear of Death, they did gain the power of faith!

Although there are not many, they are no longer the category of ordinary people!

The growth of strength makes everyone's beliefs stronger and more confident!

As for Dewen, having power also made him show a more humble attitude towards life than usual.

This is all given to him by the Church of Death and Lord Fear of Death!

Going to sleep with such divine longing, Devon looked forward.

However, at a certain moment, he was suddenly awakened.

With cold sweat streaming down his back, Devon looked to the open window.

I saw that Munsell under the night is still as beautiful and prosperous as usual.

It's just that the location of their restaurant is not a crowded night market, so the night is quiet and peaceful now.

But tonight, something seemed wrong.

Devin couldn't tell where the palpitations came from, as if there was no source.

He got up and got out of bed, and lit the oil lamp.

The night wind came from outside the window, making him shiver involuntarily.

The intuition in his heart made him flustered, and Devon walked to the door cautiously, and opened it.

The corridor was pitch-black, only the fire in his hand was flickering.

Devon swallowed, nervousness made his face tighten.

"Dry? Drey!?"

Drey is his younger brother and one of the restaurant's ostensible guys.

Back then, my younger brother joined Death God Church with him, it was for faith, and even more for strength!

At this moment, calling his brother's name, Devin carefully walked towards his room.

As he got closer, under the swaying firelight, Devin could only hear some sounds like [嗤嗤嗤嗤] in the house.

Other than that, it was eerily quiet around.

It was the first time that this small restaurant he just bought was so intrusive. De Lai tried knocking on the door and shouted anxiously: "Brother!? De Lai?"

He grabbed the doorknob and wanted to push the door in. At this moment, Drey seemed to sense something and looked back in horror.

A girl with fluttering red hair, who was so beautiful that even made Devon fascinated and stunned at that moment, waved and smiled at him.

"Yo, did you sleep well?"

PS:

All the additions before July have been paid off!

(Counting all monthly tickets, rewards and Yandi)

Sprinkle flowers!Sprinkle flowers!

Then there is this month's reward + monthly ticket (without Yandi) plus change, I did a rough calculation

Just over 20 chapters

super little

Do you want to rest lightly! ! ! ? (pat the table)

Then today, two are more annoying~ not a lot (proud)

Volume 67#Chapter [-] Torrent

who!

Who are they! ?

Running down the stairs like a bereaved dog, Devin didn't even dare to turn around and fight back!

He is now a trainee believer. Although he is not strong, he is infinitely stronger than ordinary people.

He obtained the secret skill of faith called [Red Blood Blade] through the gift of the God of Fear of Death!

That is a growable secret technique, similar to magic, but different from magic!

Although it is only an ordinary-level secret skill now, it can still easily shred relatively thin iron plates when released!

It can be used against people, and even on the path of release, all people cut by the red blood blade will die!

He was stunned by the girl's peerless beauty just now, and when he came back to his senses, another indescribably angelic silver-haired girl came out of his brother Devin's room!

The tip of the sword in her hand was bleeding, and the moment the door opened, Devin saw his brother lying in a pool of blood.

He was killed by the person in front of him without a sound!

The fear of death struck, Devon immediately released the red blood blade towards the two girls!

but……

The three red blood blades were chopped into pieces by an inexplicable cherry pink light!