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Chapter 671

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Stephanie's guess was right.

Not only the First Princess's manor, but many other nobles who had received outsiders were harassed by the Inquisition.

The weaker nobles, whose guests were directly taken away, were furious, and if they dared to stop them, there would even be a fight between the two sides.

There had been a lot of bloodshed now.

Stephanie took Andonara into the palace again, and a large number of noble officials who were qualified to attend court had the same idea as her.

In their view, the Church of Light was crazy.

Roland, on the other hand, went to the Association of Mages.

He was a member of the Red Magic Tower and had a "name" in the Fareins Association of Mages, and now that such a big thing had happened, the higher-ups of the Association of Mages would naturally summon him to the Association of Mages.

In the spacious conference room, at least three hundred Mages sat.

Most of them were old, and there were very few young Mages, including Roland, only seventeen.

So they received a lot of attention, especially Roland, who was a stranger and was frequently glanced at from time to time.

Then they whispered to each other who this young man they had never seen before was.

Roland sat at the back, behaving quite naturally in the face of the many old Mages' onlookers.

This attitude made everyone think a little more highly of him.

It wasn't uncommon for young people to be capable, but it was quite rare to be capable and steady.

Roland sat and waited for a while, and Alfred came in from the outside.

He smiled slightly when he saw Roland sitting at the back, then looked around at the people in the conference room and said, "It seems that everyone is here. Now that the situation is urgent, I won't waste any more time. In the Holy Realm, I'm sure everyone is already aware of the fall of the Saint Samurai, and I'm sure it's the work of the devils. The Church of Light is crazy now, and even that mad dog, the Inquisition, has let go of the leash. The situation seems to be somewhat out of control, and our biggest problem is that we have to put ourselves in the middle, with a more detached attitude. But it's difficult. "

He looked at the people below, and seeing that everyone's attention was drawn to him, he continued, "So our Association of Mages is now going to make a strategic retreat and try to stay at home or in the association. If someone from the Inquisition comes to our door, try to reason with them first, and then make a move if they can't be reasoned with. You can hurt them, but try not to kill them."

"Does the chairman mean that we should be afraid of the Church of Light?"

"You should be afraid." Alfred pointed at himself. "I can't beat the pope, and you can't beat the Holy Lady and the Saint Samurai. Why aren't you afraid?"

"But we have many magicians."

Alfred slammed the table and cursed, "Are you stupid? How many magicians do we have? More than Battle Priests, more than a billion believers of Light in the world? It's good to work hard on magic, but don't block up your brain. "

The old magician who had just spoken blushed.

The number of light believers was only slightly less than that of life believers.

If the war machines were fully activated, nobody would be able to stop the Church of Light and the Church of Life.

Most importantly, the relationship between these two churches was quite good.

After all, the goddesses of the two religions were good friends.

"If it were a normal matter, the Association of Mages wouldn't be afraid of it." Alfred sighed. "But the fall of the Saint Samurai involves too much. An archbishop I know said that the fluctuations of the Divine Power of Light have been quite obvious in the past two days. It seems that the Goddess of Light in the Holy Kingdom also knows about this matter and is angry. She may have even cast her gaze down to see how the Church of Light will deal with this matter. "

"It's that serious?" An old magician clicked his tongue.

"If it's not handled well, both the pope and the Holy Lady may be replaced." Alfred snorted. "That's why it's not a good thing to be a dog for the gods. You can't even grasp your own fate. It's still us mages who are free. Mystra is a clay sculpture in our eyes. "

Hahahahaha!

All the magicians in the conference room laughed merrily.

Except for Roland.

When these people finished laughing, Alfred continued, "I'm going to say the same thing. The situation is very complicated now. You'd better not try any fancy tricks. Don't think you're smart enough to show off your political means. If you don't listen and something really happens, the Association of Mages won't come to your rescue."

Hearing this, everyone's expression froze.

"All right, I've said all that needs to be said. It's up to you whether you listen or not." Alfred cast his gaze to the back of the conference room. "Roland, come with me."

Roland got up and followed Alfred away.

The conference room watched the backs of the old man and the young man disappear, and then there was an uproar.

Most people were asking who the young man was who was valued by the chairman!

Roland followed Alfred to the chairman's room.

Alfred sat down first, and then he waited for Roland to sit down as well before he asked, "I heard that not long ago, people from the Inquisition went to the First Princess's manor to find you."

Roland nodded. "Yes."

"And then your little queen stepped in and directly cut a fanatic in half?"

"Yes."

"Things are a bit troublesome." Alfred crossed his arms over his chest and leaned back in his chair. "Fanatics are things that even the higher-ups in their own church don't dare mess with. Why don't you take your woman and lie low for a while?"

"Andonara still has to protect Stephanie," Roland explained. "So we won't leave the capital of Fareins for the time being."

"You can't even protect yourselves, how can you help that girl, the First Princess?"

Roland smiled and said, "Andonara is stronger now."

Alfred's expression froze. "Stronger? I heard that she could kill a Legendary Archmage by herself before, and that was when she was fighting two at once. Now she's stronger and can fight three at once? "

"I think she can fight five!" Roland said lightly.

If it was a Legendary Mage like the one from the Spatial Magic Tower, the current Andonara probably wouldn't have a problem fighting ten of them.

But as a person, one had to be humble.

And not saying half of a sentence was also good for preserving one's trump card.

"Hiss! Doesn't that mean she can fight at least six of me? " Alfred scratched his head. "That's a bit outrageous. How did you hook up with such a powerful wife? Is the king of Hollevin an idiot? He's pushing such a powerful woman away? Is this his XP? "

Roland's face darkened a little. "Chairman, why do you focus on the word wife?"

"It's the truth." Alfred chuckled. "Looking at your serious face, I can't help but want to tease you a little."

Roland felt a toothache.

He was depressed.

"All right, that's enough joking." Alfred was, after all, an old man with enough experience and high EQ, and he knew how much to joke about. "Since you're going to stay here and help Stephanie, and I have no problem with that, be careful."

"I know."

"Actually, I'm not worried about you. After all, you're a Golden Son, immortal and indestructible." Alfred was a little envious. "And you have a friend who's also a Saint Samurai, but unfortunately he went to the Realm of Devils for the Holy War. You're not in danger, so please take care of Stephanie. Now that the situation is going to be chaotic, as the future queen, it's hard to guarantee that she won't be targeted and taken advantage of the chaos to do something to her. "

Roland nodded. "Of course, she's my friend too, after all."

Then Alfred waved his hand, and Roland got up to say goodbye and leave the Association of Mages.

When he returned to the First Princess's manor, he found that she and Andonara had both returned.

The two of them were drinking fruit wine with Lady Bluebird.

Roland sat down in front of them and asked, "What did the king say?"

"He told all the nobles to keep a low profile and try not to clash with the Church of Light." Stephanie smiled bitterly. "He also specifically criticized me a few times, saying that it wasn't wise for me to fight a fanatic."

"Does he mean that you should hand over Andonara?" Roland's expression became a little cold.

"He didn't mean that," Stephanie said helplessly. "Roland, have some faith in our royal family. In any case, we have no reason to be afraid of a fanatic. "

"Then what does the king mean?"

"He means that it's best for Andonara to hide."

At this moment, Andonara interjected, "But I want to protect you, and you're actually in more danger than I am."

It was true.

Andonara was too strong, and although she was targeted by a fanatic, in reality, she was hardly in danger.

Even if the Pope took action, it was hard to say if he could stand in front of her for a minute.

Stephanie said happily, "Thank you, Anna."

Bluebird looked at Andonara with some envy.

The less powerful a woman was, the more a woman lived in the noble class, and the more she knew that the so-called noblewomen were essentially no different from prostitutes.

It was just the addition of the word "high class."

And a woman like Andonara, who was clearly very beautiful but could control her own destiny, was too rare.

She was the same sex that almost all women would admire.

It was a woman's pride.

After thanking Andonara, Stephanie looked at Lady Bluebird. "Betty, don't go home for a while, stay here with me. Your man is too weak to protect you, and you're too beautiful. If the people from the Church of Light take advantage of the chaos and harbor ill intentions toward you, it might be too late for us to rescue you after we receive the news. "

Lady Bluebird nodded quickly.

Although Stephanie was exaggerating, there was some truth to it.

Things like human nature couldn't stand the test, and in a chaotic environment, people's evil desires would be magnified.

Then Stephanie stared at Roland. "I heard that you went to the Association of Mages just now. What did they think?"

"Like the royal family, they all want to keep a low profile."

Stephanie chuckled. "As Father expected, even the masters of magic don't dare to provoke the tiger's whiskers of the Church of Light now."

"So, the Association of Mages, the royal family, and the Church of Light aren't equilateral triangles." Roland clicked his tongue. "They're right-angled triangles. One Church of Light is worth two. "

Although she didn't understand what equilateral triangles, right-angled triangles, and the like were terms that made people's stomachs hurt, Stephanie still understood the general meaning.

She shook her head. "As long as the Church of Light doesn't go crazy, the strength of our three families is indeed about the same."

"Well, as long as they don't go crazy." Roland took a sip of fruit wine. "But now they're crazy."

Just as Roland said, now everyone felt the entire Holy Realm was filled with an oppressive aura.

The Pope, with three Saint Samurai in tow, strode to the conference building of the Inquisition.

Unlike the style of the Church of Light, which was full of white and gold buildings, the building of the Inquisition was gray.

Most of the furniture was also black, and just looking at it from the outside, there was already an oppressive aura that was quite uncomfortable.

And in the stone square outside the building, there were many stretchers.

Some of the people on the stretchers had their faces covered with white cloth.

This was a sign of death.

And more of them were receiving treatment.

The situation of one of them caught the attention of the Pope and the three Saint Samurai.

It was a heretic interrogator who had been broken in two, but the man wasn't dead. Whether it was his upper body or his lower body, someone was using Light Healing to animate the body.

Although a lot of internal organs flowed out and he looked miserable, the medical staff around him still tried their best to save him.

They first stuffed the man's internal organs into his stomach, and then carefully put the two halves of the body back together. During this process, the Light Healing Divine Spells never stopped.

After the two halves of the body were connected, under the effect of the Light Healing Divine Spells, the contact surface quickly grew granulation, and the body pieced itself back together.

And inside the body, the severed internal organs also found broken connections on their own, and they were connected, regenerated, and fused at an extremely fast speed.

Soon, the man woke up from his coma.

Although his face was frighteningly pale, at least he could live.

As soon as the heretic interrogator opened his eyes, he said to the people around him, "Hurry up, carry me to the director. I found a demon spy, and the other party is a Legend. The corruption and corruption of the Saint Samurai are most likely related to the other party."

Hearing this, the people around him naturally didn't dare to slight him, and two people immediately lifted the stretcher of the speaker and trotted into the building.

The Pope's expression changed, and he followed closely.

The Inquisition's director's office was on the fourth floor, and when the Pope went up here, he saw the heretic interrogator lying on the bed talking to his director in the large conference room opposite.

"The smell of demons on her is very strong, quite strong. Director, I can guarantee that it's definitely one of the enemies. "

"The woman with the smell of demons in the First Princess's manor, or a Legend?" The director raised his head from his position at the desk. There were five or six deep horizontal lines on his forehead, and under his sword-like eyebrows were a pair of indifferent and ruthless eyes. "You're not lying? The other party is really a Legend? "

"Yes!"

"Thomas, take five hundred people, go to the Grand Duchy's manor, and help me invite her back."

At this time, the Pope stepped in from outside the door. "You can't do that, Macaron. That's the place of the First Princess of the royal family, the future queen. We still have to reserve the necessary respect for the royal family."

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