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The soft light of the crystal chandelier illuminates the main hall of the church.
Earl Falco stepped on the thick pale yellow wool carpet and walked slowly into the hall.
The night was already dark, and there was only one old priest who was watching the night in the church.
"What can I do for you?"
"I'm looking for Archbishop Adjani."
The old priest suddenly frowned: "Sorry, it's too late today. The archbishop has already rested. You can..."
"Earl Falco." At this moment, the bishop emeritus suddenly appeared in the temple and greeted Earl Falco, "Please follow me."
Count Falco smiled apologetically at the old priest, and then walked to the backyard of the church with the ex-empire.
This time on his mission to Winter City, his father, Marquis Dawson, asked him to find a way to see Archbishop Adjani.
Although the unreliable guy in Wells often does some stupid things, he also got in touch with the church leader in the north. Now the peace talks with the St. Hild family are deadlocked, and the Dawson family is going to try the church. There may be some unexpected surprises on this road.
"Boom boom boom."
The bishop emeritus clicked the door lightly, and a lazy voice came from inside: "Come in."
"Earl Falco, please." The emeritus bishop smiled and stretched out his hand.
"Thank you, Your Excellency!" Count Falco smiled at the retired bishop, and then pushed in.
This room is supposed to be a special meeting room for the archbishop. Although the decoration inside is not luxurious, it is quite exquisite.
As soon as Falco entered the door, he saw Archbishop Ajani's back. She was standing quietly in front of the window, looking at the dark night sky in the distance.
Perhaps because it was not in public, the archbishop tonight wore not a priest’s robe, but a purple dress. The dark clothes formed a strong contrast with her white skin, which further highlighted her dusty temperament, as if she was born into the world. Angel.
On the window sill next to Ajani, there was a crystal vase with a half bottle of water in it, and a bunch of purple irises in the water, which happened to match the color of Ajani's clothes.
The evening breeze outside the window moved the petals of the iris flower and spread a fascinating fragrance into the room.
"Good evening, Earl Falco."
Ajani didn't turn around, just lowered her head and fiddled with the petals of the iris flower.
But just such a back view made Count Falco's heart beat faster and his tongue became dry.
He finally understood why his brother was so obsessed with this woman.
"Good evening, Your Excellency Archbishop! I take the liberty to visit, I hope it doesn't interrupt your rest."
Adjani pointed sideways to a small round table in the room, and whispered softly: "Don't be so nervous, sit down and have a drink."
Count Falco thanked him, and sat down at the table, picked up his teacup, and took a sip.
The bitter taste made Earl Falco's spirit a little refreshed. Seeing Adjani staring out the window, he spoke again:
"Your Excellency, I came to you this time mainly because I want to thank you for your father’s last message. Although the Marquis of Maynum was not caught up in the St. Hild family, the Dawson family would like to thank you for your kind reminder. ."
"Really? The relationship between the Maynum family and the Dawson family really surprised me."
Because Adjani had his back facing Count Falco, he couldn't see her expression, so he smiled and nodded:
"You can rest assured that our dwarves have been fighting for this common goal for thousands of years. It is not a simple provocation that can divide our alliance."
At this time, there was a faint noise outside the window, and the expression on Adjani's face became very exciting.
Although Count Falco was a little surprised at what these noises were about, he couldn't come to the window to see, it would be too rude. He had to suppress his curiosity for a while, and then said:
"Your Excellency, the negotiations with the St. Hild family have now reached a deadlock. So I wonder if you can put some pressure on the St. Hild family to facilitate this peace talks?
In return, our Dawson family is willing to support all your actions in the North, including, hehe, the issue of the Duke of the North's inheritance rights. "
Hearing this, Ajani finally turned around.
With a faint smile on her face of melon seeds, which were carved like fat and jade, her eyes fixed on Count Falco like autumn water. As her eyes flowed, she was full of charm.
Count Falco only felt that an unknown flame suddenly rose from his lower abdomen, making his body hot and almost unable to hold himself.
"Earl Falco, what do you think is my position on the issue of the inheritance of the Duke of the North?"
Ajani's lazy and slightly hoarse tone, like a swan feather, constantly moved the restless heart of Count Falco.
"I..." Count Falco breathed heavily, his face flushed, and his eyes fixed on Adjani, as if to melt her completely with his gaze.
"What are you?" Ajani lightly turned her right wrist, and a purple long whip flew out and slapped Count Falco on the shoulder.
"what!"
Count Falco screamed.
He didn't understand why Adjani turned her face suddenly, but what was even more shocking was that he himself was clearly a Tier 4 fighter, and he didn't escape the attack of a priest just now!
You know, the pastor was originally an auxiliary profession, and was not good at fighting power at all.
Moreover, the speed of that whip was not fast. If it was normal, Falco felt that he could avoid it completely.
But now, he found that his legs seemed to be filled with lead, his whole body was burning like fire, and his brain was flooded with all kinds of messy thoughts, and he couldn't keep calm.
"Earl Falco, what are you trying to say?"
The smile on Adjani’s face became sweeter, and her voice was gentle as if her wife was greeting the returning husband, but at the same time, the long whip in her hand was thrown out mercilessly again, knocking Count Falco over with a slap. On the ground.
There is a problem with the tea!
Count Falco finally reacted, but at this time his consciousness was on the verge of collapse.
Adjani in front of him had completely changed from an angel to a devil in his eyes, although he had no idea what the reason was for the other party to do this.
The noise outside the window became louder and louder, and at the same time bursts of fire light gradually lit up, dispelling the darkness that enveloped the earth.
Ajani glanced at the movement outside the city one last time, put away the whip, and walked towards the door of the room.
When she reached the door, she put one hand on the handle, but looked back at Count Falco, who was struggling on the ground, as if she was expecting something.
After a while, Earl Falco finally raised his head and let out a different roar.
His eyes had turned red, as if he had completely lost his mind. When he saw Ajani at the door of the room, he immediately jumped from the ground and rushed up.
A smug sneer appeared at the corner of Adjani's mouth, she immediately tore off the sleeves of her dress to reveal her bright white arms. At the same time, she opened the door of the room and rushed out, crying bitterly in her mouth:
"Earl Falco! You, what are you going to do!"
...
"Earl Falco, Earl Falco!"
Count Anka knocked on the door for a long time, but found that there was no response at all.
An alarmed guard on patrol came over and said, "Earl Falco is out."
"Do you know where he went?"
"Sorry, I don't know either."
Count Anka was anxious and didn't know what to do for a while.
He was awakened by the noise outside the city. Winter City was built on the mountain, and the Lion's Roar was on the top of the mountain. Looking down, he could see the fire in the dwarf camp outside the city.
Count Anka didn't know what happened there, but guessed that 80% was not a good thing.
Seeing that Count Falco was not there, Count Anka walked to the main castle alone.
"Excuse me, have Miss Vera and Viscount Anglia rested?"
The guard glanced at Count Anka, and then motioned for him to go in.
Count Anka quickly opened the heavy door, and then he saw Colin and Vera in the hall at first glance.
"Earl Anka, can't you sleep either?"
Colin didn't seem to be surprised by the arrival of Count Anka, turned his head and greeted him with a smile.
But Count Anka’s heart sank because he saw Colin wearing armor with Vera’s assistance!
"Ann... Viscount Anglia, what are you going to do?" Count Anka asked in a quiet voice.
Colin patted the Blade of Judgment on his waist and smiled: "Some people outside the city are dishonest and are noisy at this late hour. I have to teach them a lesson."
Earl Anka’s forehead was sweating with cold sweat and said with difficulty: "Viscount-sir, what happened outside?"
"You go and have a look with me, don't you all know."
Colin had already put on the armor at this time, kissed Vera lightly on the forehead, and then sent an invitation to Count Anka.
However, Earl Anka's bad premonition became stronger and stronger, and he said anxiously: "Viscount Lord, are you ready to start a war!"
Colin's expression was cold, and he insisted: "The war has already begun from the moment you besieged the city!"
"I..." Count Anka wanted to defend something, but Colin had already strode out.
"Miss Vera! Does the St. Hild family really want to die with the dwarves?" Count Anka still didn't give up, shouting to Vera.
However, Vera directly ignored him, took Colin's arm, and walked out together.
Count Anka stood there for a while, his face changed drastically, and finally followed after gritted his teeth.