Rebirth of the Viking King

The old patriarch hid his body in the shadows of the street and walked quickly through the flickering firelight.

Thanks to the inherent concealment of "Volcanism", Arabs are naturally very good at disguise.

On the street, most men had their heads wrapped tightly. They wore loose black robes, covered their heads with hoods, and walked quickly with their heads lowered.

As for the women, all wore veils, with only one pair of eyes exposed. Under the management of the Vulcan Cult for many years, this is a nation with a strong sense of guard against outsiders.

For the old patriarch, this is a very good habit.

As long as the whole body is covered with black robes, everyone's appearance will be infinitely similar, and it will be almost impossible to tell any difference.

Finding a shadow, the old priest quickly covered himself with a black robe, and then joined the crowd of people on the street and walked straight towards the Temple of Fire.

This is the tallest building in the area. The iconic giant dome and the four surrounding burning braziers make it easy for anyone to spot its location.

He did not choose the main entrance. Instead, he went to the side hall and knocked three times on a secret door.

Then he took out a copper seal and inserted it from the bottom of the door.

After a while, the secret door opened. The old patriarch who walked into the side hall had not had time to adapt to the darkness in front of him. The pure black face of the fire-transmitting priest "Abi Jean" had already appeared in front of him.

Abi Jean's eyes were full of surprise.

"Wang Xin, my old friend, aren't you about to leave this city already?!"

Francis shook his head helplessly. What Brother Heipi said is indeed correct. After conveying the message "Don't enter the city, run away immediately" to Loki, he had already packed his bags and made plans to escape.

However, Loki did not expect to lead Alfred across the English Channel. He was forced to follow Alfred back to the city.

"Listen my buddy, plans have changed!"

"The fearless eldest son of mine actually wants to go to the Inquisition to have a fight with these French bastards. I have no choice but to come back with him."

"I need to spend money to 'purchase' a service today!"

Father Francis was a big fish that Abi Jean met in Two Rivers. In line with the principle of "don't take advantage of the bastard", when the old imam received the promotion order and went to Paris, Abidjan also immediately moved to this city.

The two continue to work well with each other, with Abijean like the professional manager he is, satisfying all his services in the "Vulcan".

"I have a hunch that tomorrow my brothers will be tried together."

"These old guys are used to acting independently. They will definitely not obey the judgment of your honor."

"If the battle breaks out and the two sides meet with swords and axes, I hope the 'Passing Fire Gang' can arrange a way out of the city for us." As he said that, the old patriarch took out the banknote hidden in his sleeve.

"One hundred thousand Emperor's Flower silver coins, is that enough?"

"Tsk tsk"

Abi Jean shook his head, looking troubled.

"Loki Starrag is the hottest potato among the criminals. As you know, this has something to do with the group of big shots lurking under the water."

Other people on this continent may not know the secrets of the Illuminati, but "fire gangs" who hide their identities are all over the world, and the high-level intelligence dealers in the Vulcan Cult have almost all the secrets in the world.

Naturally, they know that the actual leaders of the Illuminati are a group of lizard men wearing human skin.

"The Illuminati has close ties with the Plantagenet family. But I, the Vulcan Cult, am not a friend of the French royal family.

That 'Charlemagne' wanted to drive us out of Paris more than once because we leaked too much information about the futures market, causing French businessmen to suffer a lot of losses. "

"He just needs an excuse."

"Transporting you hot potatoes out of the city will probably give him this excuse. What we need to bear is the loss of this Fire Temple. The members of the Fire Gang in Paris have been in a dormant state for a long time.

During this period of time, no information could be transmitted efficiently.

Do you think this is a problem that a mere 100,000 silver coins can solve? "

Father Francis nodded silently.

It is undeniable that what Abidjan said is true.

After a long silence, the black-skinned brother spoke again.

"Brother Francis, you don't know the price of the Archbishop of Susa."

"The reason why he asked me to follow you and serve you as the 'Archbishop' is because of the two portal keys in Duke Loki's hands!"

"Whether it is the portal that can enter the "Sinking City" or the portal that can enter "Asgard". Any portal key"

"As long as you reveal the location of the portal, you can choose any price!"

"Why do you need to hold on to this Duke? The Archbishop has spoken. As long as you can help us get the key to the portal, you can become the 'City Elder' of a province as you want. This is not a problem at all!"

This is the reason why the "Vulcan Cult" allows Pastor Francis to enjoy the VIP treatment of "being served alone by a fire priest".

They knew that the old patriarch was the popular person around Loki.

The fact that the two are inseparable now does not mean that they will not have differences in the future.

If there is any conflict between the two in the future, it may not be as difficult as it is today to pry the old patriarch's mouth open.

Francis smiled bitterly and shook his head.

"Brother Abby, don't question my loyalty to Duke Loki. Let's not mention that I don't know the location of the portal at all. Even if it is clear, I will not reveal it."

"I have no burden in betraying the English! I have witnessed too many of their evil deeds in my parents' pub since I was a child!"

"If it weren't for these English bastards, I would still have a family now."

"But Duke Loki is the Holy Lord who truly gave me new life. He is my Holy Lord Christ!"

"If the price of 100,000 silver coins is not enough, I can only ask you to find the bishop of this 'Temple of Fire' to see if he can accept the next bargaining chip I propose."

Abi Jean blinked hesitantly. He knew that the old patriarch had some abilities, but the secrets that the "bishop" of the Temple of Fire came into contact with were usually enough to subvert the political power.

Could it be that this old man has any resources equivalent to the portal key?

Nodding doubtfully, Abi Jean turned and retreated.

Ten minutes later, the door to the dark stone chamber opened. Four women, all covered in dark red robes, walked in from the door of the room.

Observing carefully, it is not difficult to find that their height, body shape, appearance, walking posture, and even the folds of their clothes are exactly the same.

The old patriarch had seen this woman before when he entered the "Temple of Fire" for the first time.

This is the archbishop installed by the Vulcan Cult in Paris - "Mirror Master" Mycroya.