Noble Emblem

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After Monica left home, three professionals quietly entered the inner room. Two of them surrounded Beta, and another person stood guard at the door.

Beta looked at the 'movements' of these three people and found that they cooperated quite well, and also had a basic sense of vigilance, indicating that their defensiveness against danger had been integrated into their instincts, and they were indeed veteran mercenaries.

"Boy, since you have eaten meat, at least give us some soup." A middle-aged mercenary surrounding Beta said. Judging from the equipment he was wearing, he should be a warrior: "Of course, you can also refuse us , as long as you feel you are capable of one against three.”

Beta looked surprised: "Aren't you afraid that I will file a lawsuit after Monica comes back?"

The three men laughed ferociously at the same time: "When she comes back, I don't even know when. And if we kill you, then leave here in a big way, and then go to other cities, what can she do to us?"

After saying this, the three of them laughed in unison.

Beta sighed softly: "I can see that you admire Mo... Celia very much. Why are you thinking of taking advantage of her now? There is no point in forcing things between men and women, and there are three of you at a time... "

Boom!

The warrior mercenary punched the table hard, causing several thin cracks in the center of the table. He sneered: "We didn't talk about things between men and women. We really admire Ms. Celia now, how kind and kind she is. Although she is a bit casual in the relationship between men and women, we really don't look down on her. I didn’t mean to take advantage of her body.”

Beta was a little confused: "What about you?"

"Gems!" the warrior mercenary said coldly: "We saw that she has a lot of gems. And it seems that she gave you a lot. Now, you hand over all those gems. The woman will give you, and we will take away the wealth. This is not A fair thing?"

The servant at the door let out a duck-like giggle, but no one agreed with him this time. Instead, the two teammates looked at him as if they were idiots.

The man immediately shut up and continued to show off.

"In other words, you just want to take a few gems and leave?" Beta said with a smile: "I thought you were interested in Celia's body and wanted me to cooperate with you and stun her."

"It's important that a woman has gems." The warrior mercenary said matter-of-factly: "Okay, after all that has been said, it's time to take out your gems. Otherwise, don't blame us for being rude."

Beta stood up, and there was a burst of punches and kicks in the bedroom, followed by three screams.

Beta sat back on the chair, and in front of him, all three mercenaries were lying there, unconscious.

The battle is resolved in less than fifteen seconds. Although these three mercenaries can be considered veterans, the gap in strength is too obvious.

Monica, on the other hand, was brought to the Pope by a shadow scout.

"I heard that you have something very important and you want to explain it to me? And only report it to me?" The Pope looked at the beautiful Monica and showed a slightly surprised look: "My time is very important, if What you said is not worthy of my thinking, so you know the consequences."

The invisible power makes people feel their heart trembling.

Monica took a deep breath, took out the drawings from between the two lumps of soft flesh on her chest, and also took out her gemstones and jewelry.

"Your Majesty the Pope, this is the drawing of the magic jewelry I presented. This is the finished product."

As soon as Monica finished speaking, the Pope stood up.

"What did you say? Drawings of magic jewelry?"

Monica lowered her head: "Yes. It's the drawing of magic jewelry."

The Pope sat back on the chair and asked calmly: "So, you researched this drawing?"

"How is that possible?" Monica smiled and said, "I'm just an ordinary female priest, and I don't know such advanced knowledge as magic equipment design."

The pope's raised eyelids opened slightly, then closed again, and continued to ask: "Then how did you get this drawing?"

"Picked it up!" Monica said with some embarrassment.

The Pope chuckled: "How could you possibly pick it up? Tell the truth!"

Monica struggled for a while, then finally gave up and said, "Pope, I actually snatched this drawing."

"Where did you steal it from?"

"Before I came to the Holy City, I was a senior priest in Baghdad. One day, a foreign alchemist came to the city. He got drunk in the tavern and boasted that he had extremely precious magic in his body. There are as many as three equipment drawings.”

The Pope nodded: "Then he died, right."

"Yes." Monica smiled: "His body was dragged into the slums, and many people were competing for the drawings. Then I happened to be treating the poor people for free in the slums, and I happened to get one of them."

"Just got it?" The Pope shook his head helplessly: "I don't care how you got your drawings. As long as the finished product is indeed effective."

Monica held the gemstone necklace in both hands, raised it above her head, and said as if offering it to the gods: "Please identify it with His Majesty the Pope."

A person suddenly appeared next to the pillar in the hall. She was wearing a black robe and black clothes. Walk up to Monica and take the magic jewelry and drawings in your hands.

After using the detoxification technique and the curse to eliminate the two kinds of magic, and it was confirmed that there was no problem with both items, she took the blueprint and the gem necklace, walked up to the Pope of Life, and presented it with both hands.

His Majesty the Pope took the gem necklace in his hand. After feeling it for a while, he looked at the blueprint and said, "This is indeed a good magic equipment. You are interested. I will accept the blueprint for now. What kind of reward do you need?" ?”

"There is no need for any reward." Monica said with a smile: "Being able to do things for the temple is an obligation that all believers should fulfill."

"That's right." The Pope nodded approvingly: "You can go back first. The reward will not be short of you. The drawings you sent are very important, and the reward cannot be too shabby. I have to think about it carefully."

Monica left very happily.

After Monica left, the pope's expression immediately turned cold: "Go and call the heresy inquisitor. In addition, let the great craftsman come over."

The assassin who suddenly appeared just now was ordered to face him.

Ten minutes later, the two people who had been summoned were kneeling in front of the Pope.

"This is the magic jewelry and its blueprint that a female bishop sent over just now. Dunlop, look at what's wrong with this blueprint."

Dunlop was the great craftsman of the Temple of Life. He took the drawing and looked at it for a while, his eyes immediately became excited and he started dancing: "So that's it, that's it. This is really interesting."

Then he took the magic jewelry and looked at it for a while, lowered his head and said, "Pope, there is nothing wrong with the drawings, and there is nothing wrong with the magic jewelry. It is indeed a finished product."

"What effect does it have?"

"Speed ​​up the chanting speed of spells, speed up the recovery of magic power, and it seems to have the effect of improving concentration. But it is not very obvious."

The Pope nodded: "So, how difficult is it to make?"

"I have to say that the person who drew this drawing is a genius. Although the magic lines are complicated, they have obvious connections. It is obviously a traditional magic jewelry made by people who have received very systematic knowledge of magic materials and textures."

The pope opened his eyes slightly and continued to ask: "So, how does it compare with the drawings passed down by the Wealth Cult? Are they from the same origin?"

"Absolutely not." The great craftsman shook his head: "The person who made this blueprint is indeed a genius. But he is still limited by his knowledge. And the magic equipment blueprints passed from the Pope of the Fortune Sect are simply epic-level miracles."

Speaking of his profession, the great craftsman Dunlop was so excited that he could hardly restrain his actions: “With the Pope’s drawings of the Cult of Fortune, using the simplest magic lines and the simplest combination of gems, you can create equipment with near-legendary level magic effects. , If we really want to rank the alchemists in this world, then the Pope of the God of Wealth is definitely the most powerful, and no alchemist dares to compare with him. "

"It's just a pity that most of the magic equipment effects he reported are aimed at dragons. I heard that Queen Salsa of France's gemstone crown has different magic effects. I really want to see the blueprint of that crown. "

The Pope was not interested in the magic equipment blueprints. He asked: "In other words, the maker of this final blueprint cannot be the Pope of the Cult of Wealth?"

"Absolutely impossible." The great craftsman said resolutely: "Although this drawing is not bad, compared with the Pope of the God of Fortune, it is like the difference between a child and an adult. Moreover, the style of the magic lines is completely different. This cannot be done. Fake."

The Pope waved his hand and said: "Dunlop, take this drawing and the finished product and return to your workshop. I want to see at least five sets of such magic equipment within ten days. For the required gems and materials, you can contact the logistics department Ministry application.”

"It's a pleasure to serve you, my majesty." The great craftsman left with the drawings in his hands very happily. For a technician, there is nothing more exciting than seeing a new drawing.

Next, there were only three people left in the papal hall.

The pope asked the heresy inquisitor: "How did your investigation go when you investigated the Pope of Fortune Cult's suspected visit to our holy city?"

"Your Majesty, it turns out that, as you said, it was an illusion. It was our mistake." The heretic inquisitor smiled helplessly: "We found at least five people in the city who are very similar to the Pope of the Cult of Wealth. People are just different in temperament and hair color.”

The Pope looked a little disappointed: "So, there are no clues at all about the murderer who killed people all the way to the vicinity of our Holy City?"

"Yes." The heretic interrogator said: "According to the information we found, that person is most likely from the Hades Cult."

"The Cult of Hades?"

The Pope was silent for a while and then asked: "Why do you think so?"

"Because we used destiny reshaping magic, we can't see anything, only darkness."