I'm playing Yuanshin in Tivat!

Maybe that's the way to beat yourself up.

After I got the new weapon and the holy relic, I seemed to be too inflated. I always thought that the convict princess had taken a step of fate, but even a great existence like Master Lu didn't seem to have her tail up to the sky.

Both the weapon and the holy relic were gifts from Master Lu.

Master Lu, who is as powerful as the sea, is not complacent, so what right do I have to be complacent?

Fischer fell into deep thought.

At the same time, she admired Lu Kong very much.

I saw Fischer's arrogance in time, but did not make any verbal criticism, but obeyed her words, causing Fischer to hit the south wall. Although his head was broken and bloody, the educational purpose was achieved at once, without any sloppiness, and it was much deeper than verbal criticism and education.

Looking at it this way, Lu Kong is indeed a perfect mentor.

Thank you, Master Lu!

At the same time, Fischer turned over and had some thoughts.

Being so concerned about this princess, does it mean that this princess is still relatively important in Lu Kong's mind?

A slight smile hung on the corner of Fischer's mouth.

The shadow of being killed seems to have been diluted a little.

I can't sleep tonight, as soon as Fischer closes his eyes, he will see the mottled funny mask of the debt handler. He simply opens his eyes and lies flat, staring at the familiar ceiling.

Lu Kong also did not fall asleep at Mond's steam bird newspaper office.

The typewriter was running slowly, slender fingers were beating on the mechanical keyboard, and illusory paper was spit out bit by bit, with densely packed writing on it.

[Have established a good relationship with Fischer. 】

[But as I expected, unilateral giving is not a healthy friendship. Fischer got holy relics and weapons from me, but it was just worship, and friends need two-way giving. 】

After a short pause, Lu Kong added a parenthesis at the end.

(Need a kind of equal reciprocity, mutual benefit and reciprocity.)

Lu Kong stretched himself.

Her brows were clustered together, and she could only stretch out her fingers to gently rub them away.

She is like a web writer stuck in an outline, the existence of keyboards and manuscript paper sometimes even makes Lu Kong have the illusion that he has not traveled at all.

But illusions are just illusions after all.

When she came back to her senses, she was not only the writer of the outline, the director, but also a personal participant, the absolute protagonist under the spotlight.

So, everything has to be considered.

Sometimes, she even fantasizes that she has become a legendary dreamer.

The imaginary items will surely materialize, the imagined kingdom will surely come to the material world, and the declared future will definitely be staged and become a reality.

That would probably be a lot easier.

But imagination is imagination, and she continued to type to organize her thoughts.

【I give Fischer strength, and she protects my safety. This kind of exchange is still the most feasible method at this stage. 】

[Fischel's propaganda did not gain a lot of confidence among the people of Mond, but some forces may not be sure. After all, she was wearing an instructor's corsage at the time. If those people knew the goods, it would bring new variables... ...]

Lu Kong took a deep breath and made a bold prediction angrily.

[Fischel's propaganda attracted the attention of the treasure robbers or fools. They quickly launched an investigation and pointed the finger at me, which is reasonable. 】

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Northland Bank, Mond Branch.

The Northland Bank, which opened in the seven countries of Tevat, is a symbol of the hegemony of the Winter Kingdom, not just a simple bank.

Even Liyue, who holds the right to mint coins in the entire continent, is not so arrogant and domineering in spying on the Tivat countries in the name of the bank.

One ambassador after another came in and out of the North Country Bank, observing the streets and alleys of Mond. It has become a scene of Mond. The Knights and the Church are not afraid at all, and they are even a little accustomed to it.

Of course, within the Knights Order and the church, they are still guarding against fools.

Beiguo Bank was shrouded in night, and the windows were slightly flickering. Victor lowered his head, tried his best not to raise his head, and kept staring at the slightly raised toes of the visitor.

"Miss……"

The address made his throat feel rough, and the mottled mask seemed to be filled with deep fear.

The organization of the Winter Kingdom is a group of fools, among which there are eleven executive officers, scattered around the Ice Queen, who have the supreme power bestowed by the Queen.

"I've heard some interesting things."

The lady's voice is a little domineering, but as a consul, with the right of immunity in foreign countries, no matter how arrogant it is, it is reasonable.

"Steam Bird News Agency... you can arrange it, an excellent debt handler."

"Don't dare."

Victor buried his head even lower, not even daring to look at the lady's toes.

Chapter 11: Punishment nun is guarding you

Fortunately, an honorable executive like Ms. doesn't stay in the same place all the time. The specific work needs to be done by a debt handler like Victor.

After seeing off the lady, Victor's waist finally straightened up.

He decided to complete the work assigned by his boss efficiently, his body was erratic for a while, and even the lights were erratic for a while, leaving only a faint shadow in the air, as if invisible.

This is the signature trick of a debt handler.

Debt collection, assassination, theft, spying on secrets... As long as it is for Zhidong, there is nothing that debt handlers dare not do.

"Sacred relics are said to be hidden in the veins of the earth. In ancient times, the chief priest was in the ceremony, wearing a sacrificial crown under the watchful eyes of the believers to enter the underground palace. Can anyone really take it out?"

Victor talked to himself while acting, and his words were full of doubts.

As an ambassador on the bright side and an intelligence collector in the dark, although these histories are rare, they are knowledge that must be mastered.

Under the cover of the night, the originally extremely thin figure blended perfectly with the night. After a little delay, Victor found the gate of the steam bird newspaper office.

The main reason for the delay was that Lu Kong's steam bird newspaper office was too small, so he accidentally missed it once.

Steambird newspaper...is it so small?

Victor thought, frowning.

This building is indeed a bit narrow, sandwiched between the gaps between the two shops, the width is not even as wide as the Adventurer's Association reception for only one person standing, and the shape is also very random, like building blocks made of old wood, even the windows. No.

After all, it is the best-selling newspaper in Tivat. Although the seven countries are completely operated separately and have undergone complete localization transformation, it is not so shabby.

There are no windows and no chimneys, so can we only sneak in from the front door openly?

Victor, an excellent debt handler, never expected that his infiltration would fail because of this kind of thing. He even had some absurd suspicions for no reason—won’t this building be specially used to prevent infiltration?

It is indeed more useful than other solid and huge bunkers!

He put down the dagger, and pressed the leather gloves lightly on the oak board, and was not actively defended by the magic circle.

And just when Victor was about to push the door, a cold voice sounded from behind.

"Let go of your dirty hands."

When the first word sounded, Victor's figure dissipated like smoke, and just halfway through the words, the spear wrapped in thorns penetrated the ground, and the breath of ice was transmitted in the ground, and the ice spread like the roots of roses.

The nun in high heels stood on one foot above the tail of the gun, her high-slit skirt fluttered, and her head scarf fluttered like a flag.

"Tsk."

Rosalia made an uncomfortable sound.

Between the heaven and the earth, a chilling winter wind suddenly blew up.

"Sure enough, flies that are an eyesore came out to make trouble. Whether it's the fools or the treasure thieves, do you people understand the gold content of actively working overtime?"

In the shadows.

Victor hadn't escaped yet, and he quickly deduced his identity from the other party's God's Eye, weapon, and bold attire. It was the maverick nun of the West Wind Church, the [Grace of the Crown of Thorns] who performed the punishment function. , Rosalia!

His memory as a diplomat was mobilized.

Victor remembered that this nun had always been mysterious and seemed out of tune with the other nuns of the Westwind Church, but she was the church's secret trump card to deal with all the unrest in Mond.

Actively work overtime...

In other words, it is her job to guard Lu Kong here?

As if he came here under the order of the lady, Victor began to think, who ordered Rosalia?

No matter whose order was taken, this shows the importance of Lu Kong in a disguised form!

The debt handler's means alone may not be able to solve the problem very well. You must go back and use the identities of diplomats and Beiguo Bank perfectly to use administrative means...

Victor thought, but was shivered by the gradually decreasing temperature.

Immediately afterwards, he felt a godless and sharp gaze, locking himself firmly like a hunter.

call out--

The spear was pulled out from the soil at some point, and all of a sudden, there was only a erratic phantom in front of Victor's eyes. A large swath of ice mist sprayed out, and the sharp spear immediately reached his face.

To die!

Damn it, Victor clearly remembered that the nuns of the West Wind Church didn't have such powerful force!

Shouldn't it be...

Suddenly, Victor's eyes froze, locked on the feathers hanging from the nun's waist. The whole body was pink with purple light, and a sense of sadness arose spontaneously, as if the girl was missing her lover far away.

This is... a holy relic!

It is the concretization of the thoughts and memories of ancient warriors, hidden in the ground veins that are deeply rooted in the ground and cannot be explored by humans.

As the lady said, Lu Kong really has mysterious and unpredictable abilities.

This ability can communicate with deeply buried earth veins and manifest holy relics, which even the officiant in ancient times couldn't do.

However, this is not the scariest thing. Victor thinks the scariest thing is that this kind of person was not born in the Kingdom of Winter, and she is helping the Mond people now.

This is absolutely unacceptable.

The brain circuits of Zhidong people are always so strange that normal people can't understand them at all.

The spear wrapped in thorns broke through the ice fog, and the tip of the spear shone coldly.

In the blink of an eye, seeing that the defeat has come, Victor made a decisive decision, took off the mask painted with funny oil paint, and revealed his true face.

"I'm Zhidong's diplomat, and I'm just going out for a walk now. Are you attacking Zhidong's diplomats in the street, are you trying to provoke a war between the two countries?"

"Tsk."

The tip of the gun stayed an inch in front of his face, and the cold light condensed. Victor felt as if a layer of frost had condensed on his face, which made the corners of his mouth twitch uncontrollably, and beads of sweat also solidified into soybean-sized ice beads on his forehead. .

The overall situation was settled, and Rosalia won a one-sided victory, but the gun stopped.

Victor saw the disgusted and disappointed face, and Rosalia stared at him like looking at garbage, her eyes were as sharp as a knife.

But how can this be done?

I am a diplomat from the Winter Solstice, and you are a nun from the Church of the West Wind. Do you dare to kill me?

"Do you want to cause a diplomatic incident?"

He intensified.

Rosalia hesitated for a while, then bent down and pulled Victor's collar, dragging him to the road, seeing him trying to get up, Rosalia's high-heeled shoes slammed on his chest, pressing Victor down.

"Hey, why is there a drunk lying here?"

Rosalia's voice fell into Victor's ears, creepy.

She moved the spear slowly.

"I accidentally dropped my spear... three centimeters away from my heart, and the tip of the gun touched the ground... But due to the force of the ice element, this unknown drunk did not bleed, which is reasonable."

"Oh, people in the Winter Kingdom really like to drink~"

The spear slammed down.

Indeed, as Rosalia said, all the ruptured blood vessels were frozen, but the spear also penetrated him, like a nail, firmly pinning Victor to the ground, unable to move.