13 Mink Street

The carriage arrived at the side entrance of the Palace of Venn, and Karen stepped out of the carriage. He did not wear a divine robe, but temporarily changed into a gray windbreaker in the hotel, plus a black cashmere curled hat.

This is the tone that York City "should have" in most literary and artistic works.

There were two rows of guards standing in front of the side door. They were wearing red uniforms and tall bearskin hats. They deliberately raised their heads and chests, as if they were trying to burst the buttons on their uniforms.

A man wearing a leather jacket walked out and came to Karen and saluted: "Mr. Minister, please come with me."

Under the leadership of the man, Karen walked into the palace and went straight to the back garden without encountering any obstacles.

The garden is not very large, and you can see all sides at a glance. Many novels use the Palace of Venn as the background to create many stories. But if you really come here in person, you will understand that such a small place, It simply cannot bear so much love and hatred.

The scene where the queen had a tryst with a certain earl in the garden was absolutely impossible, because the king only needed to open his bedroom window and call his queen home for dinner without using too much force.

However, the palace's smallness is relative. Many nearby properties are actually under the name of the royal family, but they are just deliberately created to create a false, subtle and low-key appearance in front of the public.

In addition, the gaze from the Divine Religion forced them to be cautious and calm.

In the pavilion in the garden, Kissen was sitting there enjoying dinner. The dishes were not rich, including steak, red wine and vegetable salad.

Next to Kissen, an old man was holding a violin and playing attentively, melodious tunes pouring out.

However, the twitching of the old man's calves and the whitening of the corners of his mouth showed that he was very cold. After all, it was already winter, and the luxurious clothes on the old man were not very warm except for looking good.

The old man is the former Prince of York and the current King of Wynn.

He has been the crown prince for nearly seventy years. If the previous queen had not "passed away" at Allen Manor, he might not be able to wear this crown in his lifetime.

So after careful analysis, Karen can be regarded as his "benefactor".

Walking under the pavilion, Karen stopped. Around the pavilion, Karen sensed several other auras, which should be the bodyguards responsible for protecting Kisson's safety.

Bourne said that Kisson's identity was unusual. He was the next leader of a faction being trained by a certain faction within the church.

An old man who looked like a butler came down: "Hello, Minister Karen, I am Drew, the valet of my young master Kissen. Please come up. My young master has been waiting for you for a long time."

Karen nodded and walked up the steps to the pavilion.

Kisson was holding a knife and fork, cutting beef slowly and concentrating on eating. Even though Karen was already standing in front of him, he was still chewing the food in his mouth carefully.

Karen knew that after he chewed the food carefully and swallowed it, he would stand up and greet her in a very warm manner, blaming the neglect on the food. At the same time, he would not address his position, but this had already established the relationship between the two. Status gaps and top-down closeness.

Sure enough, when Kisson swallowed the food, he immediately stood up and smiled at Karen: "I'm sorry, delicious food always makes me forget time."

Karen responded: "It's a blessing."

"Yes, you are right, then can I invite you to share this happiness, Mr. Cullen?"

"It would be my pleasure, Mr. Kitson."

Drew placed new plates and cutlery, and soon a steak was served.

"Here, have a taste." Kisson looked at Karen while holding the wine glass.

Karen cut off a piece and put it in his mouth. The steak was cooked well, tender and juicy.

"How is the taste?"

"It was delicious."

"As long as you like it, haha. When I was young, I followed my father to York City and dined here, so I have always missed the steak in the palace. However, the person standing next to me at that time was the former queen.

Unfortunately, the Queen passed away. "

Kitson looked at the king who was standing next to him playing the violin, and the king showed a catering smile.

Karen felt that it was a pity that the scene in front of her could not be painted. It would definitely be savored over and over again by future generations of viewers. The secular royal power was servile to the divine power.

"Mr. Cullen is from Venn. Have you ever been to the palace?" Kisson asked.

"According to the Ordinance of Order, we are not suitable to come to this kind of place."

It's not allowed on the surface, but there are actually many taboos in private. Kisson's decision to let the king play the piano for fun has actually crossed the line.

"Mr. Cullen is really strict. In fact, if I hadn't specially entertained you, I wouldn't have done this. It was my negligence and my fault. You can go down now, His Majesty the King."

"Yes, two adults."

The king walked down tremblingly, and Drew, the manservant belonging to Kisson beside him, did not help him.

I don't know if the old king will suffer from cold and fever after being tortured like this. For an old man of this age, he will actually die if he doesn't.

Although, since the king ascended the throne, people have been calculating how long he can reign.

When the Queen passed away, many merchants actually stocked 1.5 times more funeral-related items. Even ordinary families stored items from the last funeral because everyone thought they would need them soon.

Karen picked up the glass, took a sip of wine, and then put down the knife and fork.

"Aren't you going to eat?" Kisson asked, "I thought you would come to the dinner, but you didn't."

"I'm sorry, work matters need to be handed over."

"Oh, okay, when I was your age, I also had a temper." Kisson pointed to his chest, "Especially when others try to interfere with the work I am responsible for, I will feel disgusted from the bottom of my heart and feel that you What is it?"

"You are serious."

"That's pretty much it. So, I still have to ask for your understanding. This is what the higher-ups want. I'm just responsible for executing it. I appreciate you very much, Minister Cullen. Come here."

Kisson raised the glass, and Karen also raised the glass. The two touched it lightly and each took a sip.

The last person who said "I admire you" to Karen, oh no, that skeleton, was beaten into sauce by Karen.

Karen actually doesn't like this kind of "game". He doesn't mind having a good relationship with his boss or people with higher positions than him, but he resents this kind of ego that thinks he can conquer people with his personal charm. feel good.

People like them will always regard others as monsters grazing in the wild. Just shout and decide that it is you, and then throw a trap scroll to subdue the other party.

To put it bluntly, they are a bit unworldly.

Those lying in the coffins at Karen's house, as well as the believers developed by Alfred, really none of them were deceived by Karen's "pretend". They were all won over by the "relationships" built in daily life. around.

Seuss is such a "philistine" person, and he also understands the principle of coming and going.

But the young master in front of him doesn't understand, because the life in his eyes is different from the life of ordinary people.

"Karen, I want to make friends with you." Kisson picked up the napkin and wiped his mouth and said, "I know you are encountering some difficulties now, but I think there is a chance that this dilemma will be resolved in the future. Besides, sometimes difficulties and opportunities coexist.”

"Thank you for your encouragement."

Karen replied calmly. The other party was already laying the groundwork. Obviously, the other party also took a fancy to the value of his "nail house" in the York City area.

But unlike Dark Moon Island giving him a gift or Moon God Sect giving him a coupon, the other person wanted to have sex for free.

Next, he should say he can help himself.

"Mr. Cullen, maybe I can help you."

Karen responded: "I don't feel that I am in trouble now. I feel that no matter where I am, as long as I am still working within the religion, that is my greatest happiness. The great God of Order will see my piety."

Kisson's face darkened. He didn't expect Karen to refuse so bluntly.

The atmosphere at the dinner table suddenly became cold, and Karen didn't bother to warm up. He started to look around, and those who didn't know thought he was admiring the scenery here.

"Mr. Cullen is really a cheerful and straightforward person. I rarely meet people like you."

"Mr. Keeson, you should really spend more time at the grassroots level. There are many people like me at the grassroots level."

"Okay, I'll accept the advice you gave me."

Kisson waved his hand, and Drew, the valet next to him, stepped forward to collect the plates and cutlery, and the tea was served.

Although there is no custom of serving tea to guests here, after the "meal" is finished, it is indeed time to leave.

But Karen had no awareness of this. He took a sip from the tea cup and took the initiative to start the topic again: "Director Kissen, you should know something about the Desert God Cult, right?"

"Oh, what's the matter?" Kisson asked.

"Not long ago, the home of the chief bishop of our region was attacked by assassins, and basically the whole family was killed."

"I know this was a sad accident and I am deeply sorry and angry."

"There are rumors that the assassin came from the Desert God sect in order to bring order to an end and help them split from the desert."

"Oh, is there such a rumor? Why didn't I know about it?"

"some."

"Do you have any evidence, Minister Karen?"

"I am not responsible for investigating this matter. There is no evidence."

"If there is no evidence, don't talk nonsense. As the head of the Whip of Order Law Enforcement Department, you should understand this better."

How could there be no evidence?

Karen believes that with the ability of the Cult of Kosmos, the evidence will definitely be found, and the earlier hints are already obvious. Without absolute certainty, it is impossible to directly arrange for the people below to prepare for murder and revenge for the purpose of the meeting.

"Director, you should know that this is true."

Kisson put down the tea cup and said word by word: "I don't know."

Immediately afterwards, Kissen continued: "In my eyes, there are only the interests of the Divine Religion. As long as doing so can maximize the interests of the Divine Religion, I will choose to do so without hesitation. Isn't this right?"

"What you said is right, but the difference is that our measurement and understanding of 'interests' are different."

"Haha, it seems that I made the right decision by inviting you, Minister Karen, here tonight. Otherwise, I'm really worried about what you might do."

"Me?"

"Of course, of those things you did before, which one wasn't very rebellious?"

"Rebellion? Everything I did before was in compliance with the "Ordinances of Order" and the principles of order in my heart."

"I have no interest in debating this with you on such a beautiful night. If everyone has a copy of "Symmetra" or "Ordinance of Order" and is only responsible for reciting and discussing these every day, then the Cult of Kosmos will become better. Okay?"

“I believe that without theoretical guidance and guidance, actual development can easily go off track.”

"Okay, Minister Karen, you can go. You have worked hard these days, so you can go back and have a good rest."

"and you?"

"What about me?"

"Are you planning to go back to the hotel?"

"I'd like to sit a little longer."

"Then I'll sit down for a while."

"Heh..." Kisson laughed angrily, "What on earth do you mean, Minister Cullen?"

"Nothing else. Your safety should have been my responsibility...now it is my boss's responsibility. However, you left the hotel without authorization and refused to be accompanied by security personnel, so I think you may be in danger of personal safety."

"Don't worry about my safety. Someone can protect my safety."

"I think anyone who wants to threaten your safety should also know this."

"Does Minister Karen have any information?" Drew asked immediately.

Karen shook his head and replied: "No intelligence, just a sixth sense."

"Then why didn't you tell me earlier?"

"I just had a premonition too."

Drew immediately looked at Kisson and persuaded: "Master, let's go back to the hotel first."

Kisson frowned, obviously he didn't want to leave now.

This made Karen curious, what was his purpose of staying here?

He said that he had been here with his father in the past, and considering the chaotic atmosphere within the Venn royal family, it is difficult not to guess in that direction.

If this is the case, then the artist really painted it too early. What should have been painted is that secular kingship is nothing more than a toilet in front of divine power.

However, the development of things obviously did not intend to leave time for Karen to become a "painter" or "thinker", because as Drew released a black crow, the crow that had just flown into the air instantly lost all "activity" Fall down.

Drew immediately shouted: "There are assassins, protect the young master!"

"Buzz! Buzz! Buzz!"

Three black figures appeared in the garden, even wearing black masks on their faces.

One of them pressed down his hands and rushed towards the pavilion quickly.

"boom!"

Eight guards appeared around the pavilion, two of them blocked with swords, and two more guards launched an attack diagonally behind the man in black. These guards were obviously well-trained.

But the man in black raised his hands, and his body immediately expanded, turning into a giant nearly four meters tall. He punched it down, and the two guards blocking him were directly thrown away, while the other two attempted a sneak attack. The upper body of the guard was instantly melted away by the black flames he spurted out when he turned around.

This made Karen, who was originally sitting in his position thinking that he could watch the fighting show, couldn't help but stand up directly. It was not that these guards were weak, but that the attackers... were too strong.

The remaining four guards did not dare to attack, but all changed to defense.

But at this moment, the second man in black turned into a shadow and seeped into the ground.

The shadow appeared at Karen's feet at an incredible speed, and then continued to move quickly towards Kissen on the opposite side.

A black gem appeared in Drew's palm. He crushed the gem, grabbed a red spear from it, and stabbed it directly into the shadow on the ground.

"boom!"

Strong energy fluctuations spread out, but immediately shrank back, forming a red barrier to protect Kissen inside.

The shadow's attack failed, and he might even have been injured by Drew's blow. His body quickly withdrew, exited the pavilion, and returned to the original place.

On the other side, the first man in black who had turned into a giant was frantically beating the defense composed of four guards, and the guards were obviously exhausted.

Drew spread it out again, and another gem appeared in his palm. He crushed it as before. A purple long bow appeared in his hand. He opened the bow and nocked an arrow. The arrow was completely condensed by his own spiritual power. And out.

At the moment when the arrow was formed, Karen clearly sensed that the other party's murderous intention fell on him first. It was obvious that the other party suspected that he was the organizer of the assassination.

But Drew's mind was obviously not completely dizzy yet, so he quickly moved his murderous intention away and shot an arrow at the giant that turned into a giant.

The arrow penetrated the giant's defense and penetrated his body. The giant vomited blood, but the blood was like lava. It also penetrated the defense of the four guards and invaded their bodies. Immediately, a series of Screams were heard, and the guards lay on the ground and screamed.

The giant quickly retreated and returned to the starting position.

In one round of raids, the eight guards who were hiding in the dark all lost their combat effectiveness. If Drew hadn't forced the attack, the assassin might have been able to complete the mission with just this wave.

Karen was very interested in Drew's fighting style, and he was curious about how many gems this old manservant contained.

However, Karen is more curious about the third man in black who has been standing there. He has not moved his position, but the formation that has quietly covered the surroundings is controlled by him, and now, from There were two black lines spreading under his feet, connecting to the two men in black in front.

He was healing their wounds, and the breaths of the two people immediately became calmer from the previous fluctuations;

No,

Not just healing,

As the giant warrior and assassin in front had a special luster, their aura became more powerful than before. Karen clearly sensed that he was still giving blessings to his two partners.

This is a...very capable priest.

The most important thing is that even though he was covered in concealment, Karen still noticed a familiar feeling from him.

Thanks to the sharp discernment honed in the skeleton incident, Karen can determine:

Own,

Get to know this guy!