Demon Royal Family

Facing the notorious Black Queen, Ivo relieved his nervous mood and said seriously: "I hope to reach a deal with you. I want to exchange your five years and protect me for five years. During these five years, I Provide your tribe with enough concentration water and collect the potion materials you want. Five years later, I will bring you a Mimicr's heart."

Luna said coldly: "I have seen too many false promises, all of which are false calculations."

Ivo said slowly: "I know you have a lot of experience in your long life, but this is not a blank check. My Chamber of Commerce has huge wealth. With my help, it is much more convenient than you alone to collect materials, and what you want is a plan." The shaper's heart is not necessarily mine. If I break my promise in five years, you can just take my heart."

Luna frowned, "I don't believe you."

"Even if you don't believe me, you should believe in your own strength. As long as you follow me and monitor me, I can't escape." Ivo said solemnly, "In five years, in addition to getting the Mimic's heart, you will also have a lot of Water of Concentration, the materials you need have not been collected yet. For the sake of the benefits I bring, I hope you can collect other materials for the time being."

"What you said makes sense," Luna said stubbornly, her expression unchanged, "But I don't want to hear it."

Every strong person has a firm heart that is difficult to convince.

Ivo took a deep breath, took out a parchment and placed it on the table.

Luna glanced at it, her face changed, anger emerged, her mood became unstable, and the shaman's evil power rolled uneasily.

The parchment is information from the Brotherhood. It says that after Abraham's violent shaman lost the leadership of the Black Queen, he was bullied by the other two shaman groups. His residence was constantly being invaded and the situation became increasingly difficult. Some potion workshops Countless people were destroyed, unable to produce the water of concentration, and fell into madness.

"Is this true?" Luna's voice was hoarse.

Ivo nodded heavily and stared at Luna nervously. This was his last resort, hoping to impress Luna.

Luna was silent for a full ten minutes, with a lonely face, and said slowly: "Three years."

Ivo was overjoyed and said, "Okay."

"Notify me when you leave." Luna's tone was cold, and the shaman's evil force forced Ivo out of the house and slammed the door.

The guilt for the ethnic group took over in Luna's heart. She could not shirk the responsibility for the ethnic group's hardships and was unable to lead her compatriots. She wanted to use other methods to compensate the ethnic group.

In the end, Luna chose to agree to Ivo's request and exchanged it for three years.

Ivo scratched his head and turned to leave. He knew that Luna was in a bad mood and didn't want to get into trouble.

After solving the difficult threat, Ivo felt much more relaxed. The Black Queen condescended to be his bodyguard. She basically didn't have to worry about the dangers from the outside. The only thing she needed to worry about was Luna's unstable mood, and she was always coveting her heart.

It's like putting a time bomb next to you, but the advantage is that you can at least know when it will explode, which is more advantageous than being blind.

The deal with the Black Queen was a delaying measure. Ivo wanted to default on the debt from the beginning. He would help Luna collect the water of concentration and potion materials, but the Mimic's heart was definitely in trouble, and he would have to find a way to escape the debt.

After returning to the Brotherhood's stronghold, Ivo obtained new information. The background investigation about Das and Das's past deeds in the Inquisition were dug up, and a familiar name appeared frequently.

Orona!

Ivo's eyes were slightly cold, "No wonder you are my enemy, it turns out you have an old acquaintance."

…

The Holy Land of Eden, the Inquisition.

In the dark corridor, a man wearing a masked white robe leaned against the window. The robe was dragged to the ground, glowing with a holy white light, like a light source in the dark. The arbitrator's robe contained the top knowledge of the church. Craftsmanship, in addition to its own effects, also represents identity.

At this time, this outfit was draped over Aurora.

Under the black robe, heresy arbitrates.

"You made the wrong decision by giving up your identity as the Son of God and turning to the arms of the Judgment Office."

Another man wearing a priest's robe stood in the sun, shining so brightly that he was clearly distinguishable from Orona, who was in the dark behind the light. This man had dazzling blond hair, a smile as warm as the spring sunshine, and exuded a gentle aura. , he sighed and said: "You have a great future, but giving up your identity as the Son of God is equivalent to giving up the competition for the Patriarch."

"Only by turning away from the light can we step into the darkness," Orona said in an indifferent tone. "Someone spreads the doctrine of fraternity, and someone must uphold the correctness of the doctrine. Only evil can defeat evil. The establishment of any flag will be accompanied by blood."

"Your personality is too extreme." The blond man shook his head, "Maybe you are right, the Inquisition is the most suitable place for you."

"You and I are different. I am suitable to be a knife, but you are suitable to be a scepter that is worshiped by others." Orona said lightly.

"Aurona, you and I are the best friends among this generation of gods. Are you willing to support me?"

Orona glanced at him lightly, "Canaan, the Judgment Office will not participate in the personnel changes of the Holy Court. You are my friend. I have only one piece of advice. Stay away from Delpasani. His ambition will destroy you sooner or later."

Canaan smiled and said, "The Patriarch is old. Delpasani gave me a chance. I will regret it if I miss it."

Orona shook her head, turned and left, her back disappearing into the shadows of the corridor.

Canaan turned to look at the sunshine outside the window, squinted and smiled.

…

The Brotherhood's commission was completed, and Iris expressed her gratitude to Ivo. Because Ivo was unwilling to join the Brotherhood's inner circle, she stated that she could only maintain Ivo's status as an elite member, and Ivo expressed her understanding.

After solving the matter in Green Castle City, Ivo continued his journey with a companion, Luna, who was in the shape of a little girl.

Luna had a cold personality and hardly spoke, and Ivo didn't ask for trouble. The two of them walked in an atmosphere of silence, far apart, and they didn't look like they were traveling together at all.

Although Luna did not communicate with him, whenever she encountered robbers or wild beasts in the wild, Luna would immediately deal with them and fulfill her duty to protect Ivo. Under her protection, the journey went very smoothly.

Ivo knew that Luna was more like spying on him, but he didn't care much. The strong man had a sense of honor, and the Black Queen would not break the contract easily.

That night, the two of them were in a hurry and missed the hotel. They had to rest in the forest. Unfortunately, it rained heavily and the leaves fell.

Ivo found a cave in the ground, sprinkled insect repellent powder around it, made a bonfire with dry firewood stored in the space ring, took off his wet clothes, exposed his upper body, and baked off the moisture.

He looked at Luna beside him. There was no trace of water on her body. This big guy used the evil power of the shaman to block the rain. It was better than an umbrella. Even his shoes were not wet. Ivo looked at it for a long time and finally couldn't help it. Asked: "Why don't you help me cover the rain?"

Luna raised her eyelids and was too lazy to answer.

Ivo sighed and shook his clothes, took out a small pot, took out some dried meat, added seasonings, cooked it, made a simple stew, scooped a bowl and placed it in front of Luna, "Boss, it's time to eat. ."

Luna frowned and looked up, "I don't want to eat, don't disturb me."

Ivo snorted, groaned, and drank the broth. He drank half of it, thought about it, and kept the rest.

Luna glanced at Ivo and said nothing, but her brows relaxed a little.