"That's good. I'm relieved."
Although Roddy and Arlwa had only met a few times, the two of them got along well. Arlwa was a straightforward person. He had elements of Kardashian's carelessness, but he was not a careless person who started strong but ended weak. To be able to become one of the best in the Frost Dragon Race, his brain was definitely not bad.
"I will definitely do what I promised. This is not a big deal. Martak is quite slow, but I can rest assured that he will take over my position."
Arlwa said as he sat to the side. He did not even look at Blake. After all, in the eyes of the Dragons, there was not much difference between a "Holy Elder" and a passerby. In any case, they were just ants that could be crushed to death with a finger.
"I looked around just now. It's really lively down there. Almost all the famous fellows of the Five Dragons are here. There are also a few old enemies who insisted on competing with me for seasonal points. " He shook his head. "It's just a pity that Iscar and the others encountered such an accident. I want to go and comfort them, but I don't know if it's appropriate."
A servant brought a hot drink. Arlwa took it up and took a sip. Roddy smiled and nodded. "They are actually fine now. If you don't believe me, you can ask Lord Victor. Tomorrow, Kardashian will have a lecture. If you are interested, you can go and listen. "
"Tsk, tsk. I never thought that I would be able to listen to my sister's lecture in this life." Arlwa lowered his voice. "She has always been against this kind of thing. When I was in my sixties, my father asked her to demonstrate a spell in front of the other clansmen. But because there were a few enemies in the group, she would rather quarrel with my father than go … This matter was quite fierce. She did not speak to my father for three or four years. After that, no matter what public speaking, my father never mentioned letting her go on stage again."
"There's such a thing? Then I have to ask her later … "
"Don't. If you say it, she will definitely know that I said it. Maybe she will come and beat me up."
Roddy and Arlwa chatted for a long time as though no one else was around. Blake swallowed his saliva as he realized that … Arlwa's father was the Overlord of the Frost Dragon Race, Victor!
The lord's children were all on good terms with Roddy. Seeing this, Blake realized that he had made a mistake. Was he trying to incite conflict between the Dragons and the Human Alliance? In this kind of situation, if he said a few more words, he would probably be beaten to death by Arwa.
Could it be that Bast and the others who brought him here were trying to create an illusion for him?
A lot of absurd ideas popped up in Blake's mind, but he naturally did not know that those guys who spoke ill of Rody in front of him were not only beaten up by Rody, but were also dragged back to the territory to be confined for fifty years.
Arlwa did not have any urgent matters to attend to. He had just flown over from Lassiman, and casually talked about the situation there. Overall, everything was stable, but he planned to ask Roddy and his sister, Kardashian, out for dinner.
"I'll be staying in the Magic Tower for the next half a month. I'll mainly be busy with my thesis. After that, I might be on duty in the Eastern Continent, but the magic standards in the Kingdoms there are too low. I don't think I'll be able to conduct any experiments."
"That's great. I'll arrange a laboratory for you anytime. There's a good tavern in the city. Let's go try out the specialties of Hollier City tonight. We'll talk then. "
"Alright, I'll go look for them in the research division."
Arlwa was very straightforward. He waved his hand and left. When the door closed, Blake, who had been the background for more than ten minutes, finally snapped out of his daze and took a deep breath.
However, he did not even dare to lift his hand to wipe the sweat off his forehead. He knelt on one knee and said in a low voice, "Prime minister … the Moon God Sect is at your command."
Roddy returned to his seat and asked with an expressionless face, "Have you thought it through?"
Blake was a "political animal". He was willing to do anything to achieve his goals. Obviously, he was willing to agree to anything in exchange for a way to survive. As for whether he could keep his position as the Pope of the Moon God Clan, he did not dare to test it.
He knew that he had no bargaining chips left. He was like a fish on the chopping board. The only thing that could be considered as an advantage was the Theurgy that the Moon God Clan had displayed. However, these things did not seem to have much to do with him as the Pope.
"Go back and continue to be the Pope. However, all religious activities must be reported to the cabinet. I will assign four people to be the priests. You know what to do. "
As for the Holy Assembly, what Roddy wanted to do was not to exterminate them. His previous murderous words were more of a warning to the other party. Since Blake was willing to cooperate, then letting him continue to be the Pope was actually the most cost-effective way.
Roddy needed the existence of the Moon God Clan because the Theurgy displayed by Pan Da had surpassed the performance of the Rose Cross. The Prime Minister hated the "Apostles" to the extreme. What he wanted to do was to firmly control this sect and treat it as a test subject.
In other words, Roddy planned to control the power of the God Sterian of the Moon God Clan.
It sounded like a boastful statement, but nothing was impossible under the government's orders. The Moon God Sect was allowed to spread within a small area, the number of followers was firmly controlled, the key positions were controlled by their own people, and the 'pope' was a mere figurehead. This way, the Moon God Sect wouldn't pose a threat to the kingdom's current rule.
Of course, Blake knew what he was facing, but he had no other choice but to admit defeat. So after listening to Roddy's words, he obediently lowered his head and said, "Yes, Prime Minister."
"Also, in the future, do not occupy the streets or squares for any group activities. If you want to chant, do it at home. I do not want to see the Moon God Clan using this or that festival as a gimmick to gather people, understand?"
Roddy casually waved his hand and said, "Later, I will ask someone to give you a rule. See for yourself what to do and what not to do."
Blake repeatedly agreed. He did not quite understand why Roddy emphasized this point, but the latter did not explain. He just sat there silently and did not speak. The Holy Lord heaved a sigh of relief, knowing that he had passed the test today. But when he quietly asked to leave, Roddy said, "Go back and ask Pan Da to come up."
"Uh … Yes, Prime Minister."
He pursed his lips and excused himself. Not long after, a bewildered Pan Da came to the door of the laboratory. Roddy's attitude towards him was much better. He stood up and said, "Priest Pan Da, there is something I need your help with."
"Prime Minister, please tell me …"
Unlike Blake, Pan Da was a high priest of the Moon God Sect. Even if the sky were to fall, there would be someone to hold it for him. He didn't look worried at all. Roddy was very satisfied with this. He said, "I want you to use divine power to heal someone."
This was not a problem at all. Pan Da readily agreed and then followed the Prime Minister to a room not far away.
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