This Paladin is so despicable!

After the war, the streets were in chaos.

The two culprits, as well as the two passerby victims, have come to rest in Wright's manor.

Lilith and the three of them were old acquaintances and looked at them with a smile.

"It's strange. Aren't the two masters and apprentices fighting? How come nothing happens to them, but the two archbishops are disgraced and covered in injuries?"

Kadiwen kept a dark face and said nothing, and Delman gritted his teeth in hatred.

"Shameless! So shameless!"

As a result, the two instigators laughed and said nothing, and even their arrogant sitting postures were exactly the same.

Lilith covered her mouth and snickered: "By the way, who will win in the end of the competition?"

Kadivin snorted coldly: "Huh, I don't know who won, but it seems that Archbishop Delman and I lost."

Delman slammed the table and stood up: "You lose! You ran away in the middle of the block! You still have the nerve to say it!"

Lilith shook her head helplessly: "It seems that they are both unlucky, but there are differences."

Wright waved his hand: "Okay, don't make trouble anymore, go and give us a cup of hot tea."

After watching the fun, Lilith knew that they were about to talk about business, so she immediately flapped her little wings and left.

After waiting for the little devil to leave, Wright looked at the two of Cardiff.

"Now that the two Archbishops are here, I will speak frankly. The Holy City is in great crisis now, so I..."

The red archbishop waved his hand and interrupted him: "Okay, we all know what you want to say, don't you just want us to cooperate with you?

Let me tell you this, no problem. "

Wright's eyes widened in surprise: "Really? I thought you guys would be a little emotional!"

"There was originally..."

Kadivin gritted his teeth and looked at the master and apprentice: "But after you two fight, it will be gone."

Master Constanta slapped his thigh: "Ah? Really! I didn't expect that a fight between the two of us would have such an effect? ​​That would be an unexpected bonus!"

Archbishop Delman rolled his eyes in anger: "Okay, master, you're almost done! You're asking your disciple to show off your muscles, isn't it because you want us to cooperate honestly?

To tell you the truth, call Wright back! It was the two of us who made the proposal to the Pope!

Can we not cooperate? "

Wright stood up quickly: "Then I am here, so I can only thank you two! With your cooperation, I feel confident."

Unexpectedly, Kadivin and Delman looked at each other, their eyes full of worry.

Wright was a little confused: "What? You two..."

Kadivin looked at Master Constant: "You'd better ask your teacher."

Wright looked at the master, who smiled awkwardly: "Light, there is a troublesome person who may be coming back."

"Troublesome person? Who?"

"Your teacher, my beloved disciple!"

"Your beloved disciple...Tyler? Isn't he always at home?"

"Hmph! Taylor is a fool! You... you are a villain! My beloved disciple!"

Wright's brows were furrowed with confusion on his face, and then his face instantly turned ugly as if he realized something.

"It can't be her, right?"

The master nodded slightly: "Yes, my proud disciple, Saint Vanessa, is on her way to the Holy Capital."

"impossible!"

Wright waved his hands repeatedly: "That woman has been exiled by me! She swore in the name of the Goddess of Holy Light that she would not set foot in the Holy City again within five years.

Now do the math, there is still one year left until the expiry date.

I don't believe that as a trainee saint and the princess of the First Empire of St. Rosenna, she dares to openly violate her oath. "

The red archbishop sighed: “She’s really good.

You also know that holy taxes are the main source of income for the Holy Light Church.

All holy countries must pay a large fee to the Holy See and the Order every year to thank the Goddess of Holy Light for its protection and the Holy See's assistance. "

Wright smiled disdainfully: "Actually, you can just call it protection money. Speaking of which, the Goddess of Holy Light is really kind. She can obviously rob it directly, but she still insists on a head tax."

It can be said that the three of them are used to Wright's disrespectful behavior towards the goddess.

After all, the goddess herself couldn't take care of it, so they didn't bother to worry about it.

The red archbishop collected his thoughts and continued to explain.

“The Holy Advent Ceremony held every three years also has another function, which is to gather representatives from all the Holy Kingdoms to recalibrate the Holy Tax Ratio for the next three years.

Timely adjustments to tax collection efforts make the Holy Tax more flexible and more in line with the national conditions of each Holy Kingdom. "

Wright didn't mock him. After all, the holy tax has indeed given concessions or even exemptions to some countries that have suffered disasters.

"In order to pay less holy taxes in the next three years, various holy kingdoms will usually use various tricks. Of course, the most common one is to cry out for poverty.

Therefore, privately, some people refer to the Holy Tax Meeting attached to the Holy Advent as the triennial meeting for crying out for the poor. "

After hearing this, Wright already understood something: "Are you talking about the special envoy's power of pardon?"

"Yes, this year the envoy of Saint Rosena's First Empire is none other than Saint Vanessa. Or we should call her Vanessa Pedopoulos."

Wright rubbed his temples. The so-called immunity of special envoys was a special grace from the goddess.

Because these envoys would argue with the Holy See in order to pay less holy taxes for their country. In the war of words between the two sides, it is inevitable that there will be remarks that cross the line.

Aphra also gave these envoys limited immunity in order to show justice. Let them fight for the legitimate rights and interests of their country and people without any worries.

But Wright didn't expect that the other party would exploit this loophole.

Seeing his scowl, Archbishop Cardiven in black laughed.

"In about three days, the first batch of sixteen envoys from the Holy Kingdom will arrive.

And your nemesis, the former Flower of Thorns of the Holy Light Church, now the Lancer Princess of the First Empire, will make a comeback with her Knights of the Holy Rose!

Let me tell you secretly some tidbits. This martial arts princess is so filled with hatred for the humiliation you received that she can’t sleep at night.

Your portrait hangs on the straw mannequin target they use for practice at the Holy Rose!

Every one!

It is said that Vanessa hired three court painters to paint your portrait, but they couldn't supply them. "

The red archbishop slapped the black archbishop on the shoulder: "What kind of gossip? Isn't this what I told you yesterday when we were drinking?

I also plan to say it out today happily! Why did you say it first? "

Wright squinted at the two archbishops, regretting that he didn't use more force in the last blow just now.

"I didn't expect that as soon as I put the pot up to prepare the stew, someone smashed the pot and turned the table over."

Wright sneered: "Huh! It doesn't matter if you come, I'm just defeated!

Exiling her back then was an act of mercy.

If you dare to show your teeth to me again this time, I will have to clean her up... into..."

Just when Wright was at a loss for words, Flandre, dressed in a maid outfit, came over carrying two cups of hot tea.

She gently served tea to the two archbishops, and then bowed to Wright.

"The tea is here, Your Highness."

"Ah...um..."

Seeing Flandre turning away, the two bishops were stunned.

"Isn't this the famous Protestant thorn, Flandre?"

"Wow! You kid, Wright! I haven't seen you for three years. You've improved to more than just strength!"

Wright waved his hands repeatedly: "No, no, no, you have misunderstood!"

The master, who had been silent, grabbed Wright's wrist: "You brat! I'm warning you! You can't turn Vanessa into this!

That's my beloved disciple! "

The red archbishop also nodded repeatedly: "Yes, the punishment must be moderate. After all, she is the princess of the First Empire!

You can't patronize your own interests and hobbies! You also have to consider the political implications! "

"I don't! Maid is not my hobby!"

Before Wright finished speaking, Emily, dressed in a maid outfit, came over with the remaining two cups of hot tea and placed them in front of Wright and the master.

"Here comes the hot tea, please take your time."

Wright suddenly felt that six eyes were staring at him. The corner of his mouth twitched as he looked at Emily.

"What are you doing wearing this!"

Emily was also wronged, pinching the corners of her clothes pitifully: "All my clothes have been torn to pieces by you! I can only wear this!"

The six-path vision became even sharper!

Wright realized that he might not be able to explain clearly, so he couldn't help but look up to the sky and roar.

"Lilith! You plot against me!"

Unexpectedly, Lilith walked out with a slumped face and tears in her eyes, as if she was about to cry in the next second.

"You still have the nerve to cry? You! You...why are you crying?"

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