Arad's crooked savior

The calligraphy is beautiful and clear, but the format is extremely concise and clear. The time, place, people and ongoing process are not like a letter written by a daughter to her father, but more like a report handed to a boss by a subordinate.

The contents of the letters she wrote to Lyon were always concise and to the point. The elaboration of family ties might move the hearts of ordinary fathers, but it did not apply to Lyon.

After sealing the letter, she frowned a little at the sudden noise coming from the attic. Who was causing trouble? She couldn't see the sign with the noble address at the door.

"Cut ~ vegetable dog."

Lucille, who was very unfeminine, opened her mouth and spat to the side, her expression and eyes were extremely "joyful", and she was holding half of the body of the pretender that was still bleeding.

Heavy pretenders will twist into monsters, but pretenders can generally maintain their consciousness during the day. Even after they reveal their true form, they still look little different from humans.

Unexpectedly, the soldiers wearing sophisticated imperial armor in front of her were so frightened that they clenched their weapons and looked panicked, which made her very disdainful.

"Are you from the Holy Order?"

The elegant first princess Celia frowned lightly, holding half of the corpse. It was quite disgusting, but fortunately she was not a weak woman.

"I am the Grand Inquisitor of the Inquisition, Lucille."

Although Lucille has an extremely twisted personality, she is not a stupid fool and has good eyesight.

Although the woman's clothes in front of her were dark black, the gold and crystals embellished on them were all real gold and gems.

The position of the Holy Order is neutral regardless of country. In most cases, it still has to abide by local laws and regulations.

"Hello, I am Celia, the first princess of the Delos Empire. Thanks to your hard work, we can live a stable life. I have the highest respect for this."

Celia's emotional intelligence is extremely high, her mind is sharp, and her words are so versatile that it's hard to find fault with her, and she quickly wins the other person's favor.

"It doesn't matter. The appearance of this kind of garbage is disrespectful to God. It's just a pity that the big heretic ran away."

He casually threw away half of the body, and the soldiers at the rear were frightened again. This woman was as violent and bloody as the war-loving people on the front line.

"You mean the great heresy?" Celia seemed a little curious and extended her hand to invite the other party to sit in the attic.

If possible, she would be happy to pay some price to win over the amazing power of Remedia, but it is a pity that the Holy Order has been neutral so far.

However, if she could make friends with the Grand Inquisitor and then spread the word inadvertently, she would invisibly gain a trace of the reputation of the Holy Order, and her reputation among civilians would become even more glorious.

As an imperial diplomat, she has amazing vision and wisdom. As long as she meets the other person and knows the identity and status of the other person, she can immediately plan a sketch of interests with "Lucille" as the core.

"It's that Ye Lin. Heh, what's the name of the Sword God? There is an indescribable evil in him, the flame of divine punishment. I estimate that it will burn for seven days and seven nights and it will not be extinguished."

Lucille became angry when she mentioned this again, her eyes were cold, and she searched carefully among the royal guards to see if she could find a pretender to kill her.

"You said he is a heretic?" Celia was startled, with a curious look on her face.

Will the official heresy verdict from Remedia affect him?

Can you make some articles that are beneficial to yourself from inside?

"The most evil in the world!" Lucille vowed and said solemnly: "I'm sure he is a heretic, but... I don't know how he can be a heretic."

This sudden turn made Celia, who was leading her as a guest, stagger her ankle and almost fall. She silently held her forehead and complained, unable to speak, was he a heretic?

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"I was not able to enter the underworld, so I stayed in an extremely dark area... My personal feeling is that it was about two hours."

Dornier was flying slowly, and Ye Lin was leaning against the bar, holding a glass of hot water, and told about his visit to the gate of the underworld.

The feeling that there is only one door between life and death, the underworld and reality is quite mysterious and difficult to understand, and it is also terrifying and terrifying.

Gu Yu nodded slightly, took out a coin from his pocket, and said, "Maybe I can describe his mood at that time."

The front of the coin is the head of Aragorn, the Lord of the Holy Spirit, and the pattern on the reverse is the coat of arms of Vanes, in the shape of a six-pointed star.

"When our Death Dance performs missions, to ensure that the enemy is unable to resist, we often use a coin toss to give the opponent a chance."

Siatt was peeling an apple in her hand and asked casually: "You guessed it right, don't kill?"

"No, we'll let him do it again."

"Then what if you guessed it right?" The third princess was also very curious, and she also had a strong interest in the country of Vanes.

"If you still guess correctly, choose a way to die that satisfies you."

Ding~

The coin spun in the air and did not stop even when it landed on the table.

Snapped!

Unexpectedly, they held their foreheads helplessly, and what Gu Yu wanted to express was understood. It was the thin line between life and death, just like the coin spinning rapidly in the air. When it stopped, whether it was heads or tails was "unknown" ".

The unknown is fear.

The place where the airship sailed was a private palace of Isabella. In the past, when she was not old enough to go abroad at will, she could only take Cyrus to wander around Delos.

She was not very happy to be entertained by the local nobles, as they were very annoying, so she would buy some large houses with gorgeous decorations and build them if they couldn't afford them.

How much real estate she bought when she was still underage, Isabella nodded her chin and said she couldn't remember for a moment. Some places had not been lived in several times since they were bought and had been abandoned.

She has never had the concept of frugality when it comes to spending money.

"We're here! You can already see a small town ahead, and I remember the mayor is a knight."

The small town is surrounded by mountains and rivers. The mountains are not too high and not too steep. It is covered with pine trees, which exudes a kind of aura. In the evenings in winter, smoke can be seen curling up from every house, creating a peaceful and peaceful scene.

The curator and the others all looked a little surprised, but they concealed it well.

Under all the bad events, people who have never been to Delos have the impression that it is a place of iron blood and conquest, and it is difficult to have peace.

Ye Lin saw through their thoughts keenly, smiled and sighed softly: "No matter where you are, there are people who want to live a good life."

Isabella's private palace is a spacious villa located at the head of the town. It has a snow-white painted exterior and carved window frames. It looks expensive to build, and it also has corridors and a round tower-like top floor. attic.

Surrounded by a tall metal fence, the gate is locked, but the iron lock is not rusty, and the yard is very clean. There are no weeds growing, but some chrysanthemums that are not afraid of the cold are blooming, and there are only a few fallen leaves that cannot be guarded. .

"Hey, that's strange. I haven't been back for several years, and I don't seem to have paid for a gardener. Who will clean it?"

She casually broke the lock and pushed the door open. Isabella looked suspicious. Could it be that the people in the town wanted to please her, so they took care of things diligently.

But I don’t come here often, and I usually just want to weed and weed, but everything in front of me is obviously the result of careful care.

But soon she was too lazy to think so much. Without the key, she just kicked open the door of the small building. Everything in the house was covered with red cloth, and after tearing it open, it turned out to be brand new and usable furniture.

The third princess clapped her hands with satisfaction and said to Reni who diligently brought the charcoal: "Reni, why don't you go home tomorrow. It's a bit late today and it's dark."

"I can do it, Your Royal Highness."

Smokeless charcoal was lit in the fireplace, and the cold living room was slowly filled with warmth. Isabella snuggled into the soft sofa comfortably and squinted her eyes.

Charcoal is also readily available, and the furniture is all high-end, but none of it has been used much.

The light blue curtains look a bit cold, but I probably won't live here all the time, so I won't bother to change them.

The tools in the kitchen were also very complete. The curator simply snapped his fingers and used magic to solve the problems of water and fire.

Cyrus, who has a cool face, is standing by the window, seeming to be staring at a sparrow on the treetop. However, the real situation is that she doesn't know what to do now...

To cook like Siatt and Xiaoyu?

Her craftsmanship may be a little worse than military rations.

Just sit on the sofa and enjoy it like Mailu and the princess did?

This is inconsistent with her usual cold image.

Mavis and Feng Ying, who were chatting about the underworld, looked at each other and saw the helplessness in each other's eyes.

They never deliberately ignored Cyrus, but this guy just had such a personality that he was out of place.