Cthulhu Gonfalon

"The **** of wealth actually came up with this method..." In the misty darkness, the **** of the nobility opened his eyes.

His eyes are very different from the past. Her eyes were sharp and deep, and the sea that is like the dark tide is generally vigilant, but now there are many turbid and violent things in his eyes, like the seashore in the storm. Without the depth before, it is even more creepy.

Moreover, the breath of His body has grown very strong, and there is a strange feeling that seems to be trying to suppress something, but seems to have been suppressed.

At this moment, He is sitting on a golden platform. Underneath the platform is a pool of dark water that is bottomless. The dark mist is the mist that rises from the black water.

Looking closely, it is this golden platform that constantly absorbs His power, and Blackwater is constantly weakening these absorbed powers. It is because of this reason that it will evaporate.

Outside the waterhole, the **** of diplomacy is standing in a pavilion. The pavilion is white and silver, and there is a circle of light curtains that can't be invaded regardless of the thick water. Even so, the **** of diplomacy is very cautious in its use as a layer of mask to protect itself.

The black water in the pool will lose a lot of power if it is touched. He is not the **** of the nobility. This divine power has reached its limit, and no longer tries to suppress the kind of force that will be forced to advance. It can't afford so much power.

When he heard the words of the noble god, he nodded and said: "After this method was put forward, the situation of the original swordsmanship was slightly eased. The aristocratic and merchant factions were trying to woo the allies. During this time, there were even many places trying to give Civilians increase the benefits..."

"The method is really good, but it is definitely not the **** of wealth." The aristocratic **** thought for a while and said slowly, "The only way to come up with this method is the void mask! The jellyfish never came out according to common sense." The cards are full of whimsy. Like this, the big parliament divides the various classes, and then the priests and civilians are put in to mix the water, only He can think of it!"

The **** of diplomacy nodded: "The same is true of His Majesty. He also told me that if you can't think of this, then you should give up this advancement."

The **** of the nobility smiled a little, and there was a trace of pain in his face. He was immediately crushed by him: "I can't think of this little thing, why should I fight for a powerful power!"

"That is also... what are you going to do?" asked the **** of diplomacy.

"Give them some trouble." The **** of the nobility said coldly, "If you let them solve the problem so easily, does it seem that I am incompetent?"

"You help me to contact the **** of conspiracy, tell him, I want him to spread a rumor." The **** of the nobles said, "The goddess of wealth is engaged in the big parliament this time, ostensibly to mediate between the aristocratic and the merchants. The contradiction is actually to promote the status of the merchants, to make them equal to the nobility, and to weaken the sacredness of the nobles. In the future, when the aristocratic family is replaced or there is a dispute over inheritance, the merchants will certainly use the big council to force The successors of the aristocrats paid a huge price, thus weakening the aristocratic group again and again. In this way, after a few years, the power of the nobility will be weakened to the point where it cannot compete with the merchants - roughly this is the meaning, I miss you Do you understand what I mean?"

The **** of diplomacy thought a little and nodded: "I understand. I will explain it carefully with the **** of conspiracy."

He hesitated and asked: "This matter can actually be done by ourselves. There is no need to find someone. This kind of thing should not involve outsiders, otherwise it will be a message, a reputation for you." unfavorable."

"My reputation?" The **** of the nobility sneered and closed his eyes. "I want this reputation!"

He did not explain it in detail, but the **** of diplomacy has already understood it.

The **** who always acted as the messenger in the human gods hesitated, still did not persuade, just sighed and turned away.

It was not until he left that the **** of the nobility reopened his eyes and looked at the direction of his whereabouts, silent.

(Don't make such a gesture, how can you allow me to promote a powerful power? With my wisdom and wrist, if I don't let my reputation worse, I am afraid that I will worry about my position as a squad... )

His mouth tilted slightly, revealing a somewhat gloomy smile.

A few days later, some news spread quickly in the gold coin federation.

Every aristocrat who got the news frowned, especially those aristocrats who were facing the issue of inheritance rights, or who might see their own next generation might encounter such problems, even more frowning.

The two most exalted marquis in the name of the gold coin, the secret, met once.

No one knows what they talked about, because this time, they are in the secret room, one-on-one talk.

Even the guards responsible for protecting them only know that after this secret talk, the distinguished adults changed their attitudes and began to oppose the big council.

The news naturally spread to the ears of the goddess of wealth, and then passed to the male.

"Hey... there are high people behind the nobles!" Yan Xiong frowned, somewhat surprised. "How can they look so far?"

For mortals, “foresight and vision” can only stay in the word. It can be said that the development of the situation in the next few years can be said to be a wise man, and it can be foreseen that the development of future generations is not the so-called “smart. People can do it.

There are quite a few such people in the Master, but the Masters say that they will not say these insights.

After all... For the Masters, the aristocratic system is much easier to control than the merchant system and more in line with their interests.

"I took a divination, showing that there is a **** behind me, but I can't confirm which god." The goddess of wealth said.

“Can't you confirm which god?” Jorge Deman, the **** of justice, sneered. “Most of it is that bastard!”

Everyone understands what He means and can make divination unable to determine who it is, meaning either the gods are extremely high or the priesthood is unique. If you associate with the "rumor", the identity of the **** who is mixing the water behind is simply clear.

In addition to the **** of conspiracy, who else?

“Why did he ask me for trouble? Give me trouble?” The goddess of wealth can naturally guess, but He can’t guess the reason. “Do I have anything to sin against Him?”

"Chaotic evil gods, do you need a reason to do bad things?" The **** of justice sneered, "I said, let's find a chance to kill him!"

This is intended to be the unanimous consent of the gods, but it is meaningless.

For a long time, the gods who wanted to kill the **** of conspiracy did not have a thousand or eight hundred, and even more than once engaged in "the alliance of the gods of conspiracy." But the **** of conspiracy will disappear for a few more months, and then it will appear again. No one can find his true body, and no one can find the position of His kingdom.

To say that the most positive thing about crusade against this guy is the **** of absolute injustice, but even the best of the powerful powers of his power, there is no way to take that guy.

Moreover, the biggest problem at hand is not how to find the trouble of the conspiracy god, but to help the goddess of wealth solve the crisis.

With the spread of the rumor, the attitude of the nobility has changed significantly. If you don't want to do anything, you are afraid to fight again...