"Morteris Abel," D 'Addarion introduced, "One of the seventeen Archbishops of the Pantheon, the second-in-command of the Church in the South. This old man is not a good person. The Pantheon has been working hard to expand their influence in the South, and Morteris is the specific executor. He is responsible for attracting the nobles for the Church. This old man is a social butterfly, and his work results are very good. Even now, there are many of his people in the Parliament of Gudilesi. The last time a Man Killer Fiend appeared in the city, they were able to cover it up, and the monster's body was later quietly transported out of the city by them."
"However, Morteris is unscrupulous in order to achieve his goals. He knows what the nobles like, so in order to cater to them, he has done a lot of dirty things, and he even specially developed some 'new games' to satisfy those perverts. His reputation within the Church is also very bad. Rumor has it that he once forced some young nuns to 'preach the doctrine' at the mansion of some old perverts of the nobles in the middle of the night. Some of the nuns came back in a daze the next day, and not long after, they committed suicide. He is the most notorious of the seventeen Archbishops. Even in the Pantheon, there are many people who hate him. However, the Pope has always trusted him. He is the most loyal old dog of Van Vannar the Fifth. He should have a lot of shameful secrets in his hands. If these secrets are leaked, it will have a serious impact on the reputation of the Pantheon. So as long as we kidnap him, the Court of Heresy will definitely send someone to rescue him."
D 'Addarion paused, "But this old man has a lot of masters around him, and he is also a grade eight priest. I don't have the confidence to deal with him alone. If you are willing to help, that would be the best. Even if there are any accidents, the two of us will definitely be able to handle it."
Rob nodded, "As long as I don't expose my identity, I should be fine. When do you plan to make your move?"
"That old bastard is now a guest of the Myron Family in Cylin City. Half a month later, Gudilesi will host a banquet. It's held by the heirs of some big families in the south. It's mainly used to bond with each other and prepare them for the hypocritical world of adulthood." D 'Addarion did not forget to take a dig at the big families in the south while introducing the situation.
"There are quite a number of such banquets every year, and the content is more or less the same. However, this year's banquet is slightly different. Those kids will take this opportunity to celebrate a girl's birthday. The girl's family controls half of the trade and transportation in the South, and they are the partners that the Temple of God has been fighting for. So, this year's banquet should be attended by the young master of the Myron Family."
The other party was a Level Eight Professional, two whole Levels higher than D 'Addarion, but when the latter talked about Morteris, he did not pay much attention to him.
Priests were a rather strange profession. They lacked attack power, and this did not change even for high-grade priests. So, Morteris' strength was not that terrifying. The real trouble was the guards that always followed him, especially the Church's unique profession, the Paladin. With the blessing of a priest, they could often explode with energy that was far beyond their own.
The Temple of God knew that Morteris was not well-liked, and even many people within the Church wanted to get rid of him. So, in order to protect his personal safety, the Pope specially increased the standards of the guards. Morteris was a bishop, but he enjoyed the protection of a Cardinal. This was the only one in the Temple of God. Among the guards that the Church had prepared for him, there were two Level Eight Paladins and thirteen Level Seven Paladins. In addition, there were also experts that Morteris had recruited himself. With such an armed force in the hands of an archbishop, he could already fight against an army head-on.
"This old thing is very vigilant. At least one of the two Level Eight Paladins will be by his side twenty-four hours a day. There is a high chance that he will bring both of them to this kind of banquet. But the good news is that the thirteen Level Seven Paladins will probably stay outside, so Morteris can't bring too many people with him. Otherwise, it would be disrespectful to his master. In addition, in such an environment with so many people, there is an 80% chance that he will bring a high-grade thief to stand guard in the dark. This is a good opportunity for us."
It could be seen that D 'Addarion did not suddenly want to attack Morteris on a whim. He had already done a lot of homework in advance and thoroughly investigated the old bishop's background. Even without Rob's support, he was likely to do this alone. The Temple of God's sneak attack on Lilith had completely angered D' Addarion. So, the lion that had been napping in the South all these years finally showed his claws and teeth.
If there were a third person in this office at this moment, he would have fainted from the shock of hearing what the two were discussing.
Kidnapping a bishop, who was also the second most powerful person in the South of the Temple of God, was definitely a high-level official. One of the two people who were going to do this was the branch president of Gudilesi of the Association of Magic, and the other was the future patron saint of the human race, the most outstanding genius of the Association of Magic in the past 900 years. One mistake might even cause a war between the two behemoths, the Church and the Association of Magic.
But D 'Addarion did not care about this kind of thing. The man sneered, "When Gudilesi of the Trial of Heresy was stirring up trouble, did they consider the feelings of the Association of Magic and me? When they attacked Lilith, did they think that she was the deputy president of Gudilesi's branch? Do they really think that as long as they do it cleanly, we can't do anything to them? Hehe, I'm not like those old people in the Association of Magic who are always reasonable. If they want to play dirty, then I'll play dirty with them. This time, they are lucky that Van 'er the Fifth is not in the South. Otherwise, I'll just kidnap a pope and play with him. "
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Lilith stood in the corridor and hesitated for a long time. Finally, she knocked on the door.
After about half a minute, a disheveled head poked out from the inside. Seeing the familiar face, the female sorcerer's heart was a little complicated, but the expression on her face did not change. "President D 'Addarion, can I come in?"
The man was stunned when he saw her. "Hey, President Lilith, aren't you in the hot spring in the suburban sanatorium? Dorothy said that you've been in a coma for too long this time. It's best that you stay in the sanatorium for two months to recuperate before you start work."
Lilith shook her head. "Two months is too long. I'm not used to the life in the sanatorium. Besides, the longer I stay, the more work the association has to do. I came back when I felt that I'm fine."
"I see. President Lilith is really a workaholic." D 'Addarion scratched his head.
After saying this, both of them fell into silence inexplicably. The atmosphere became weird. D 'Addario and Lilith obviously had no experience in this kind of situation. In the end, it was the man who broke the silence and said awkwardly, "Ah, wait a minute. Let me put on my pants first."
The door closed in front of her eyes again. After that, Lilith heard the sound of panicked footsteps coming from inside, mixed with a scream. The man must have bumped into something when he was in a hurry to find his pants.
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