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"Only Lord Zoboyao is a true hero, and only Sir Alex can protect the interests of our Albashi people!"

"Let's go boss, there is nothing to be afraid of!"

"Protect the Duke Sayuri, hehehe..."

"Yes, marriage with Sir Alex is the best way out for the Duchess!"

"Still beware." Although my heart also agrees with his subordinates.And thinking of the duchess, the earl's heart is also hot.

Marrying this pretty widow will not only bring enough benefits.It can satisfy his desire and vanity even more.

That is the famous lily of the empire.Is there any man who can reject a woman like Janos Sayuri?

He is also included.

The difference with those men is that they can only dream, and he is different.

"I really have the qualifications to hold her in my arms."

Thinking of this, Earl Zuoboyao's heart is full of accomplishment.

Of course at the same time, Lu Cheng was hugging Sayuri's waistline, which was beyond the earl's expectation.

Everything is fine, but as a big boss.Count Zuoboyao still had to show sufficient caution, as well as enough intelligence.After all, this is the only way to get more rainbow farts from subordinates:

"Everyone, the more you are at this time, the more you have to be cautious. In any case, the Holy See is the faith of the people of the empire. If they don't support me to become the Duke of Arbas, then..."

Having said that, the earl paused for a moment, and the clamoring ministers and officers also calmed down-in the case of binding the monarchy and the gods in this way.If there is no Holy Light to crown the monarch.Then the legitimacy of the monarch is still not enough.

"At that time." The gray elf's eyes flickered: "It's nothing. Lord. Just'persuade' to believe that the main church understands things."

This remark caused a burst of pleasant and crude laughter from the people around.Until Count Zoboyao calmed them down and looked at the guard who brought the news back:

"That noble bishop, what is his name?"

"Ah, that--" The question made the guards stunned for a few seconds.Then he came back to his senses and replied hurriedly:

"It's Lu Cheng."

"The bishop called himself'Lu Cheng'."

"Lu Cheng? It sounds like an oriental..." the officers thought.Later, the gray elf Asherat discovered that the expression of his lord Count Zoboyao became a little...

Something wonderful.

...

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Chapter 15 Official Opening (two more)

"Count, is there anything wrong?" Asherat asked in a low voice.At the same time, he also concealed his inner fears and waves--different from those officers who didn't know a big character, had no overall view at all, and dared to confront the emperor with their brains.

Even the gray elves, even most of the writing, art, and culture have been annihilated in the war.Asherat still received a relatively good education.And more importantly, it took him decades to climb from the bottom of society to where he is now.

He knows the importance of intelligence and has a sufficient view of the overall situation.For today's world, the Holy Faro Empire, the Slavic countries, Argos, and even farther Elan Shahr... have enough knowledge.

"Blade of Holy Light."

As he thought to himself, he observed his earl:

"Such a'big man' appeared."

"It seems that the Holy See is determined to win the Principality of Albas?"

"Is Earl Zuo Boyao his opponent?"

"No, if only by ability and experience, the magistrate of the first order of the Holy See is definitely above the earl. But the earl's army is by no means comparable to that judge."

"But, that is the blade of the holy light...It is the magistrate Lu Cheng code-named the crow, who has been known as the strongest, sharpest, and most terrifying blade of the doctrine of holy light that has spread to the world for three thousand years.

Devil worshippers, cultists, crazy orc tribes, legendary army of undead, even titans and dragons, monsters and fallen nobles on land and in the sea..."

When you open the magistrate's credit book, you can see that there are countless and numbing exploits.Some of them are stronger, more cruel, and more cunning than the frontier earls of the Arbach Mountains—

When such a powerful, undefeated, and almost impossible to use logic to understand and judge the existence in the "legend", Asherat, or anyone can naturally judge with a relaxed mind, or even think: "This guy So much of the merits, how many of them are brushed out? Is it the propaganda made by the Holy See to maintain a high-profile role?" Such a thought.

However, when such a living legend, from the legend, from the poetry of the bard, really came out, appeared in front of him, and when it was the opposite...

That kind of brain tingling, heartbeat speeding up, and the feeling of hanging hair...but it can't deceive anyone, nor can it deceive myself.

"The situation is completely different from the previous calculation. It turned out that the magistrate..."

While thinking about this, the gray elf looked at his monarch seriously, trying to see something from his monarch's face.

But not.

Count Zuo Bo Yao: "Nothing."

At the beginning, after a brief panic, the earl had calmed down.

He deliberately said lightly: "I've only heard of some things about this bishop."

"But it's okay to think about it. The Holy See will never send a trash here to commit suicide."

The earl's words made the surrounding officers laugh happily.He kept saying compliments to the earl.And the earl also smiled with pleasure and enjoyment as before-only Asherat confirmed that there was no smile in his eyes.

"You have to work hard." The gray elf held his sword, thinking in his heart.

Especially in the following, more "exciting" news is passed on.One is worse than one!

"——The bishop went straight to the duchess!!"

"——The bishop, go in and have already seen the Duchess!"

"--What, you all eat dry food?! Don't you stop it?!" Hearing what Lingbing said, the officers were stunned, and then someone couldn't help shouting.

As a wind eye.Neither Zuboyao nor Ernest moved in Sayuri's palace, nor did she foolishly let it go.

Around the palace, there are thousands of mountain infantry and mercenaries under the two earls, which can be said to block the entire palace.Just waiting for an order from the two earls, these mountain people holding tomahawk javelins, and mercenaries holding spears and halberds, are about to smash into one ball.

"Stopped, but..."

But I can't stop it.

The messenger felt very wronged.

The corpses laid on the ground at the gate of the palace are enough to explain the problem.