Cthulhu Gonfalon

Chapter 227:

"Yongxiong" opened his eyes. He felt that his head was hurting, as if he had been bombarded by a thousand Captain Timo.

A lot of messy things are spinning in his mind, there are some bits and pieces of his life on earth, and there are many inexplicable things that have nothing to do with him.

Nobles, territories, gods, magic...

What is this with?

He wants to sit up, but he feels weak and his head just rises and falls on the pillow, which makes the headache worse.

But this has already alarmed the maid who is waiting next to him. The little-colored waitress looked at him with surprise and rushed out to yell.

"The Baron Lord woke up! Lord Baron woke up!"

The noise came quickly, and many people rushed to them. Many of them were as surprised as the maids. More than one person saw that he did wake up, and they all fell to tears on the ground, praying and thanking a god.

But... He also noticed that although some people also smiled on their faces, they were faintly surprised and gloomy in their eyes.

"The trough! Is this through me? And it seems that the situation is still awful!"

As a young man who often watches online novels, he quickly understood his situation.

So, he used the "airless power" voice to make everyone quiet, not to make noise, saying that they need to rest.

Those who should be his men immediately followed his orders and quietly retreated. Only the maid left and continued to take care of him.

Yan Xiong closed his eyes and began to slowly organize his thoughts...

A few days later, he had been sick for two months, and even the pastor said that he was dead, the Baron Keane, miraculously restored health.

A priest who had diagnosed him before, after careful examination, was surprised to say that although Little Creek was still weak, it was no longer a problem. As long as he had been trained for a month or two, he could fully recover his health.

"This must be the gift of the distant song (the **** of literature and art)!" The pastor said categorically, "The situation before the small creek, there is absolutely no way for mortals. Only the gift from a great majesty, To get him back!"

This matter was quickly passed down to the high society, and many aristocrats were surprised and interested.

Does the **** of literature still have this ability? Many people have some doubts.

It is important to know that the Church of the God of Literature and Art has been so crowded by the Church of the Aristocratic Gods that it has been difficult to stand up in the past few years, so that the headquarters has been moved to the Void Mask Playground. If it weren't for the great jellyfish god, the **** of the mystery would only be confused with the fact that even a large temple could not be saved!

If the **** of literature and art really has this kind of skill, then why did his church not be displayed when it was crowded out by the church of the noble gods?

You must know that some time ago, the aristocrats who believed in the **** of literature and art died a lot...

Or maybe... is this the meaning of the Lord of mystery? The majesty, even among the gods, was so great that he finally decided to pull him from God, or was he going to make a counterattack against the aggressive and noble lady (the **** of the nobility)?

All kinds of speculations have been mixed. At one time, the upper level of the Thunder's Principality was turbulent, and there was a faint storm.

But all this, for the time being, has nothing to do with "Crick Keane."

The singer who has become "Crick Keane" is slowly understanding and grasping the memory left by the former master of the body.

First of all, he would like to thank the original owner of this specific body, Crick Jean.

His starting point is much better than the pure flesh worn, or the soul crossing, but there is no information to draw on. Crick Keane basically left all the memories, from a piece of paper to a book, to the world's customs, no matter how small, like a huge encyclopedia, left to him.

This is an indescribable precious heritage. It is by fully absorbing and utilizing this heritage that he can successfully take over the identity of Crick Keane without being seen by anyone.

Secondly, he was a little bit annoyed because he found that his situation was really not good. Baron Keane was one of the few literary gods in the upper echelons of the Thunder, and one of the main funders of the Church of the God of Literature. Even in his territory, there is still a small temple of the **** of literature and art.

In the Principality of the Thunder and even the whole world, the Church of the Aristocratic God is completely crowding out the Church of the God of Literature and Art, and many of the nobles who believe in the **** of literature and art are dying. Relatively speaking, "sickness and death" like Crick is already normal. Even if you drink water and die, you will have wind in the brothel...

The **** of the aristocracy, what is too straightforward to do things!

Finally, he would like to thank the power that made him pass. Because he actually has a good golden finger - similar to the system inside the game, not only allows him to quickly identify a variety of things, and most importantly, allows him to see the attributes of various people around.

For example, he himself, Crick Keane, strength eight, physique nine, agile ten, perception twelve, intelligence fourteen, charm twelve, prestige four hundred, occupation as the lord level two, scholar level four, the current state It is "there is no clear poison."

Well, the poison is not clear.

Poor Crick Keane is not sick at all, but was poisoned!

This is thanks to the power that allowed him to cross and help him get poisoned. Otherwise, he may have just passed through and died of poison.

For example, his maid, Amy Wei, strength eight, physical twelve, agile twelve, perceptual ten, intelligence ten, charm twelve, reputation fifty, occupation is a maid six, loyalty is one hundred.

Hey, this is the most important attribute in the property, loyalty!

His golden finger system is not like in some novels, he can give him a task to add experience, but he is able to show the loyalty of his men, he will sing the power that let him through.

This "loyalty" is really too important for him now!

With the help of the system, he quickly checked his subordinates. The loyalty of most of them is still quite high, generally more than 80. It can be seen that the creek Keane should still be a good lord, especially to him, the housekeeper of Baron Keane. Leiden, as well as James, the captain of the Guards and the head of the Knights of the Territory, are also loyal!

The personal maid, the housekeeper and the guard captain are all diehard, really good! The thirty-two praises!

And in his subordinates, the loyalty is the chef.

zero.

Hey! Loyalty is zero... this is too bad! It won't be that you poisoned Crick Keane to death? It must be you!

In addition, there are a few loyalty in the maid, two, three, five... Correctly speaking, except for Amy Wei, the loyalty of his domestic servants is generally very bad, no One reaches ten.

When "Crick" saw the loyalty of these people, he almost didn't show it.

Nima! This house is so infiltrated too! This is simply a section of the online rumor "Military Secret Conference: We have a Kuomintang among them!"

As for the other subordinates, the situation is not good enough.

After carefully screening all the subordinates, "Crick" made up his mind.

This territory requires a big cleaning!

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