The Dark King

"The big secret?" Du Dean's voice contained no joy or anger. He drew another sharp pencil from the pen holder and played with it gently, saying, "I don't like to listen to lies, which is equivalent to delaying my time."

Amy clenched her teeth and endured the pain in her wrist. A bit of hatred flashed in her eyes, saying: "I know that one of the bishops of the Light Holy See is one of our dark Holy See, and his status in our place is not low, If we expose his identity to the Guangming Holy See, it will surely be investigated by the Guangming Holy See, causing the Guangming Holy See to lose a member of the generals, and also allow other regions to damage a chess piece!"

With that, her eyes were fixed on Du Dean, and her face was sincere with pity and pain.

A trace of expectation in Du Di'an's heart suddenly fell through, and he couldn't help shaking his head slightly. After contacting the monastery, he was not interested in hearing such news. Not to mention the question of a bishop in this district. Their old pope was still from the dark church. As for the Supreme Speaker, such news has no effect on him. The old man of the Pope should know the identity of the bishop better than anyone, leaving it unselected, mostly as a spare negative teaching material, letting him at the right time Show value.

All the small movements below are in the gaze of the old pope.

Also watching the monastery.

The only pitiful thing is that these loyalists who are loyal to the faith and loyal to the darkness fight each other and fight for their own "god", but they don’t know the god they believe in. It’s just a monastery missionary wrote a slave who enslaved them. phantom.

"That's it?" Du Dean turned his pencil, his fingertips flowing coldly.

Amy stunned.

She kept staring at Du Di'an's eyes, but found that when she was telling the shocking news, the latter did not respond at all, even a flash of disappointment in her eyes?She burst into her mind and said, "Elder, you... know this news?"

Du Dian glanced at her and said: "The truth of the news is indistinguishable. If I guess it is good, the elder who the bishop turned to is by no means the elder you want to turn to. Next, you will give out the region where he is, I thought that if I caught the evidence of the elder and negotiated with him, it would be better to have contradictions and conflicts. In this way, you can have merits by surrendering to the new elder, and by the way you can revenge me, right?"

Amy's face changed slightly, and she said, "How come, elders, you think too much. The news is true. I have solid evidence..."

"This is over. Say something else." Du Dean's pencil lightly touched the table with a very quiet voice, but her words came to an abrupt end.

Amy was suffocated, her face changed for a moment, and she said, "Elder, if you want to punish me, we will lose a big potionist in the ninth district. We haven't had many potionists in the ninth district. You just took office, All parties look at you, you can’t weaken your strength in this way, I can make up for it, and develop a medicine of the same size as a potionist within one month, and the formula will be given to you at the lowest price."

"You don't seem to understand me, I just need all of it." Du Dean waved to Eagle Eye: "She attacked the elder, took it to prison, and equipped her with a set of tools for the magician to let her study in prison."

Hawkeye was stunned and looked at Du Dean staring blankly.

Amy also widened her eyes, "You want to imprison me? You, you have no right to do this! Do you know my relationship, just such a small thing, you actually imprison me?"

"No rights?" Du Dian said indifferently: "Sorry, the parliamentary system in the ninth district, but from now on, it is my dictatorship. I know your relationship. Isn't it a good relationship with several families and consortia? If something is wrong, I want to see it. They dare to yell at me for you. You are just a big potionist, don’t take yourself too high."

Amy's face was pale, her body trembling slightly, which was both angry and scary, and even more painful. She stared at Du Dean resentfully and said, "You can't do this to me. I can promise you other requests, but you can't be imprisoned. Me, you can't limit my freedom! If I were imprisoned, the production of potions in the ninth district would be greatly reduced, my students would also strike, and my Emmy Potion Trade Union would stop supplying you, At that time, the influence of the ninth district will decline again and become the worst of all the big districts!"

Du Dian said indifferently: "We are all a group of cold-blooded monsters, you really think that your students will face me because you are imprisoned? Although I don't know the situation yet, I can be sure that your students are early Some people are expecting you to die. If you die, they can have a day in their early days. No one likes to be crushed by the top of the head. As long as I add a little bit of sweetness to them, do you think they will dissolve and vow to die against the Holy See?"

Amy's eyes were slightly reddened, her lips quivered gently, Du Di'an's words were like a sword, and they penetrated deep into her heart. Of course she knew that something really happened, except for a few of her students. Most people don’t do this for themselves. The so-called teacher-student relationship is so weak as a piece of paper in front of a behemoth like Du Dean.

However, she didn't expect Du Dean to be so crazy, so overbearing, and dare to be so tough as soon as she took office.

"You imprisoned me, you will definitely lose!" Amy took a deep breath and gritted her teeth: "If you want to restrain my freedom, I would rather die without making potions for you!"

Du Dean's pen lightly clicked on the table, as steady as the words he said, "Don't say that death is easy, death is not so terrible, it is the most painful to survive barely, I advise you to be obedient, otherwise Your delicate face will soon be untenable. What do you think of a stitched face on your face?"

Amy's pupils were enlarged, her chest undulated violently, her face pale as white as paper, and she said with a trembling voice: "No, no, don't do this!"

"It looks pretty good to sew a face of an ugly male corpse." Du Di'an said with interest: "I don't know what is another ugly face with a rotten corpse on his face, what it is when looking in the mirror. Kind of feeling."

Amy shivered, and seemed to have completely forgotten the pain on her wrist, trembling: "I promise you, I promise you."

"It's late." Du Dian shrugged slightly. "I have all the ideas in mind. It's a pity. When you are satisfied with your performance, I can change it for you."

He said to Eagle Eye next to him, "I'll leave it to you to do it, and prepare two large mirrors so that our great magician can appreciate and appreciate myself."

Hawkeye heard numbness of the scalp and a chill in his heart. He has been in office for so many years. He has never heard of such torture. Especially for a girl who loves beauty, it is more terrible than killing her. Yan swallowed and said, "I, I know." He didn't even dare to persuade anymore, despite the short contact, the impression of the new elder in his heart was that he was a brutal devil, and More crazy than all demons!

"No, no!" Amy shouted in horror. She saw that Du Dean was serious, not just intimidating herself. "I beg you, I am willing to do anything, don't treat me like this, please..."

"If you do something wrong, you have to pay the price." Du Dian said indifferently: "Since you think that poisoning me is a small thing, this big sesame thing is even more worth mentioning, you better give up struggling, You can’t escape today. The knights outside and the knights outside are there. You can’t fly wings. By the way, this idea came to mind from a madman I met many years ago. You should thank him."

"No!!" Amy shouted frantically.

Du Dian glanced at the eagle's eyes, "What are you still doing?"

Hawkeye smiled bitterly without seeing him speak, but the figure moved suddenly, appearing in front of Amy like a teleport.

Boom!

Amy had just reacted, staring at him in horror, and before the next moment, she fell to the ground.

Hawkeye took off his handkerchief, looked at Amy, who was unconscious on the ground, and turned to Du Dean: "Sir, I'll call someone to move her away, and change the carpet here."

Du Di'an yelled, don't give him a deep look, it is worthy of Kribi's confidante, both serving as secretary and bodyguard, this skill should be the strongest in the ninth district, reaching advanced hunting The top of the player is even stronger than the top of the advanced hunter. It should be due to his magic mark ability. It is no wonder that Kribi is deeply used.

Soon after Eagle Eye took out the unconscious Amy, Eagle Eye found Du Dean again.

"Sir, the speaker comes to see."

"Speaker?" Du Di'an narrowed his eyes, and the bright old pope found himself so quickly?

"Bring him in."

"Yes."

A figure in a black robe, wearing a black hood and a mask, came to the room. The whole body exuded a cold air, but the heat in the body was as strong as fire, and it was no less than the eagle eye next to it. It was even thicker than the eagle eye. Minute.

"A person of the same level as the saint?" Du Dean's eyes narrowed slightly, and he said to Eagle Eye: "You go out first."

"Yes." Hawkeye left respectfully.

"I've seen Elder Demon King, this is the letter from the speaker." The black robe's voice was hoarse and awkward, apparently caused by deliberate control. He took out a letter from his arms and wore black gloves in his hand. He seemed afraid to stay on the letter. What traces should be delivered to Dudean's table.

Du Dean didn't pick it up, just glanced at it. There was a black sickle logo on it, which was the mark of the dark speaker.

The black robe slightly bowed and turned away without saying a word.

Du Dian watched him leave, and when he left, he took the handkerchief out of his arms, carefully pinched the letter, and opened it.

"task?"