Dust of History Chapter 37: Step 1 of the job

In fact, Bishop Ronis has always called on all countries to form an alliance to deal with the Necromancer Guild. Unfortunately, this plan has never been implemented.

Although the Necromancer Guild is notorious among the people, none of the country's leaders and politicians will feel that they are a group of villains that must be eliminated. In the final analysis, they are just playing weird magic and acting surreptitiously. Even if people are occasionally killed and turned into zombies and skeletons, it is insignificant compared to the people who died in suppressing a peasant riot, a friction between small countries, a coup, etc.

Moreover, the Holy See's attitude towards the Necromancer Guild is also very strange. Although he has always expressed hostility to this evil organization, it is only a 'expression' and has never taken any actual action. Bishop Ronis had submitted proposals to the Pope to exterminate the Necromancer Guild more than once, but there were always various reasons that made the plans and proposals aborted.

However, there are probably objective reasons for this attitude. The church itself does not have enough combat power, so it can only mobilize various state machines to send troops to fight. As for Diya Valley, surrounded by Feilong Desert and Shadowswirl Mountains, it is extremely difficult to reach even experienced adventurers, let alone troops. According to rumors, every necromancer is a top magician, and no country leader is willing to trouble these people.

On the contrary, there was an ambitious monarch who once thought of attracting this group of mysterious hermit magicians to help him dominate the world, and sent an envoy composed of famous diplomats with grand and generous gifts. to visit.

Unexpectedly, this group of peace ambassadors who set foot in the land of death actually came back safely. Not only did they bring back the gifts they had brought with them, but they also brought gifts that were said to have been returned to him by the necromancers. These gifts are all priceless works of art and jewelry, which are ten times more expensive than the gifts the monarch asked them to bring. Just when the monarch was delighted and ashamed to see these unexpected gains, those envoys who seemed to be extremely normal suddenly stepped forward and wrung the monarch's head off alive, before the guards and ministers After responding, they actually twisted their heads off again. Then those headless envoys dipped the heads in blood and wrote a few big characters on the floor of the hall. This horrific scene is said to have scared half the people who were present crazy.

Don't bother us.

This is the message conveyed to the world by the masters of Diyagu through their unique means.

From then on, no one dared to have anything to do with it. This shows how difficult it is for Bishop Ronis to form an alliance against them.

However, it is imperative to return to the difficult situation. So Bishop Ronis also prepared a plan, and the stage of this plan was the upcoming Royal Hunting Conference in the capital.

The Royal Hunt was originally just a private leisure activity of the Geffenhardt royal family. There is a large forest and pasture in the southwest of the capital, which is an excellent hunting ground. Every year, the emperor brings the princes and nobles to hunt. In recent years, due to the gentle personality of the new emperor, the relationship between the empire and neighboring countries has gradually improved. Some time ago, he reached a consensus with other countries on Oufu and successfully resolved the dispute. The young Geffenhardt XVII is in a good mood Next, princes and nobles from all over the world are invited to participate in this event.

Bishop Ronis also took advantage of this time to appeal to the leaders of various countries again. As usual, he insisted on the dangers and evil intentions of the Necromancer Guild, and also explained that there are signs that they will increase their strength and even endanger the entire continent, calling on everyone to unite to destroy them. However, the reaction of various countries is still to regard this appeal as the peculiar paranoia and extremeness of religious people. Out of respect for this venerable old man, they will not refuse it face to face, and just use some diplomatic rhetoric to prevaricate it politely.

The plan for hunting this time is the beginning of all plans, and it needs to be carefully arranged and executed with skillful communication methods. These things are undoubtedly not suitable for such a noble and noble status as the Bishop, and the Academy of Magic really can't find such a talent. Just at this time, a friend of Bishop Ronis returned to the capital, so the bishop asked Asa to ask him for help.

This man is the most famous romantic figure in the Ernfast Empire. His reputation and trace even surpassed the national border, and no one in the entire continent dared to match him.

When he was young, he was the most infatuated noble son. He once ran to death dozens of the best horses for a woman he liked, interspersed with the wild highlands where werewolves were running around at that time, just to send her a flower. I want to see the unique flowers of the Sand Fes Mountains. He is also the most cunning and uninhibited slut. During the day, he makes a vow with an innocent girl, and at night, he rents out an entire brothel and indulges in carnival with the prostitutes. He is also the most lethal dream lover, the most elegant apprentice, and the prince charming with the mysterious charm of a demon. Countless aristocratic women practiced their dancing postures like crazy. In order to make themselves thinner, their nose bridge higher, their eyes more sexy, they did not hesitate to invite priests and clever butchers to come to them for knife therapy, all of which were just for the chance to have **** with him at the ball. Dance a song to let him remember his name.

Later, he became interested in theology and magic again, and entered the Academy of Magic to study. At that time he was a famous theologian, invincible in theological debate. But he is still a blasphemer who is cursed by devout believers. It is said that he once discussed with the prostitute customers in a narrow and indecent manner how the famous virgin named Mary gave birth to her. Where did the son come from.

He has also been a brilliant writer. He wrote a collection of poems that amazed even the most tasteful people, and even the Royal Theater performed his plays. He is a maverick who despises artists all over the world. I once spent huge sums of money to sell a lot of precious artworks to hold an exhibition, and then smashed those things to pieces in front of the public, saying that these were fake, and then put a huge painting of myself there On the once priceless fragments, it is said that this is the real art. It was a move that cut off all artists from him—it was a hyperrealistic painting of a woman's nakedness, next to a hymn he composed called "The Gate of the World."

However, the strangest thing about this man's various deeds is that he is actually friends with Bishop Ronnies.

No matter what the chance is for these two people with very different personalities, it is really incredible that they can not exclude each other. Probably such a libertine also has deep and dark feelings deep in his heart, or maybe the bishop is not so rigid and deep at all. And from an objective point of view, His Excellency Bishop also has many places to rely on this versatile and complex friend, such as now.

This is definitely a wonderful person, a strange person, a person full of mysterious charm. But when Asa went to find him, he felt a little unnatural. Because he is the famous Marquis Inham Erni. According to seniority and family rules, he is the head of the Erni family in name and the father of Clovis.

However, what is certain is that the relationship between this father and son is absolutely strangers. The completely different personalities and values ​​are excellent evidence. It is said that Clovis did not see this noble father at his wedding. Although the nominal head of the family was despised and excluded in the Erni family, it was almost inconceivable that the father would not attend his son's wedding according to noble etiquette.

Asa came to the Marquis Mansion. Compared with the many official residences in the royal capital, this place is inconspicuous, even a bit shabby, in stark contrast to the grandeur of the Duke's Mansion. After Asa revealed his identity to the old man who opened the door, the old man took him in directly, and met Lord Marquis in a very simple living room.

When Asa saw the Marquis, he knew that Clovis' handsomeness was a trait inherited from his father. But the temperament of the two father and son is completely different. The Marquis has a somewhat thin face, deep melancholy but very good-looking eyes, a straight nose bridge, and thin lips that can smile half-smile at any time. When he was young, he must have been a handsome and coquettish man, but now It combines mature self-possession with flying charm. This is definitely a person who can attract others at the first glance, and no matter how many times you look at it, you won't get tired of it.

Asa first nodded to the Marquis and said, "Master Marquis, I am here to discuss something with you on the order of Bishop Ronis."

"Your courtesy is not correct, it's completely perfunctory." The Marquis's slender eyebrows were plucked upwards, which seemed a bit too delicate for a man.

Asa was stunned.

"It's been a long time since I've seen such a straightforward and unaffected clergyman." There was a smile in the Marquis' eyes. He has a pair of young people's eyes, even though he is over forty years old, there is no sign of aging in them, and there is no wrinkle at the corners of his eyes, and he looks very good when he smiles. He expressed his affection for Asa very generously. "I like people like you."

Asa blushed a little. Under normal circumstances, he seldom feels embarrassed even when facing girls.

"Okay. Let's go to the study and talk." The Marquis patted Asa's shoulder, naturally like an old friend for many years, without the slightest affectation. "Since Bishop Ronis asked you to come to me, it means that you must be someone he trusts very much, and you are probably talking about some things that he can't solve."

In the study, the Marquis sighed after hearing the plan of Bishop Roniss: "I never thought that my noble and noble friend would have to use the dirty methods used by these politicians..." He said to Asa flashed a charming smile. "But I believe he must have very noble reasons, such as for light and justice, right?"

Asa didn't know what expression to make for this strange exclamation that the Bishop was 'dirty'. I had no choice but to let out a vague oh.

The Marquis pondered for a while, and then seemed a little cheered up. "You know, the scripts I wrote before are classics of the Royal Theater, but I have a regret that I haven't directed a real play. Isn't this a good opportunity if I don't plan now? What kind of set and The scene is comparable to the big stage of reality, and this is the real art with flesh and blood." He winked at Asa and nodded with a little complacency. "Just wait and see."

Asa looked at his energetic expression, and couldn't help asking: "Did you really study at the Academy of Magic? Or was it the best genius and the most famous theologian?" According to his previous experience, the book was well read The more you learn, the more profound you are, the more disgusting and stupid you will be, but the Marquis is completely different. Every smile, movement, tone and voice of his seems to be full of his heartfelt feelings, full of life but not indifferent. Nothing superficial.

"Definitely not a good student." Marquis spread his hands and said, "I was expelled."

"Oh? Why?"

"Because I accused them of the Madonna's ** being carved completely wrong."

"What's wrong?"

"A virgin mother has the **** of a pair of women who have a very happy **** life. Of course it is wrong." The Marquis said very unfairly in an expert tone.

"That's why they fired you?" Asa was very aggrieved for the Marquis, an outstanding senior from the Academy of Magic.

The Marquis said innocently: "They didn't listen to my advice, so I had to do it myself. I smashed all the bones of the statue of the Virgin Mary in the cathedral and several other places, and then kneaded them again with flour. A virgin's **** went up. They fired me."

"Hahahahaha..." Asa laughed. He was sure that the Academy of Magic must have made this punishment for the face of the Erni family. If it wasn't for this prominent family, this daring senior should have paid the price for his insight at the stake.

After talking about the business, the two continued to chat for a while in the study room, and then they became familiar and intimate like good friends for many years. The Marquis praised Asa, a priest who was temporarily promoted and could not even memorize the holy book, saying that those upright and well-behaved priests were just lumps of wood, and only someone like him who was unrestrained could tell at a glance. Only those with true temperament can improve the dreary atmosphere of the Magic Academy. And Asa thinks this person is really cute and amiable. Perhaps the reason why Clovis is so annoying is that the father is not willing to pass on these lovely places to him.

Unknowingly, it was evening, Asa was about to leave, and the Marquis sent him out.

On the way, the Marquis suddenly said: "Although I'm a little sorry for you, but out of my sense of beauty, there is one thing I must say."

Asa frowned and asked, "What's the matter?"

The Marquis sighed, and said, "You know, this cleric's clothes are too unsightly and uncoordinated on you. It's even more strange than a butcher wearing a gauze skirt."

"Oh? I really don't know how to wear clothes." Asa couldn't help but looked down at himself. He just put on this solemn and solemn clergy uniform casually, just like wearing pajamas.

"It's not the clothes." The Marquis's eyes shot out the brilliance of an artist, and his gestures showed the demeanor of a poet. "It's temperament. The combination of character and vitality exudes an aura from the inside out, which cannot be affected by clothes or any other external objects. The smell on your body really doesn't match the dull religion," he looked at Asa. "Naturally frank and unaware or unwilling to cover up and suppress, if you have to talk about a suitable career for you... probably a hooligan or a robber."

Asa let out a burst of laughter that was inappropriate for his solemn status. With this man he found himself laughing more than ever, having fun.

The Marquis immediately stretched out his hand and snapped his fingers full of character. "Look, look, this kind of bold laughter is clearly the patent of the heroes of the green forest. The idiots who recite the holy book can never laugh so happily."

"I'm sorry." The Marquis said with a sudden sigh.

"What?" Asa didn't understand.

"I came back too late. I didn't have time to spoil that ugly marriage." The Marquis' eyes were full of apology. "A good girl like Miss Mrak should definitely marry someone like you, not my stupid son."

Asa looked at him dumbfounded and embarrassed, which is not what a father should say anyway.

"Duke Mrak and members of my family are all vulgar and powerful animals. Even the farmers who spend their lives wielding hoes are more beautiful than them. They don't know that in such an ugly world, only The pure love between a man and a woman is the only beautiful thing. And it is too ugly for them to destroy the love between two young people who are so beautiful for the sake of power and money." The head of the family used the feelings of a poet With a harmonious tone, he is not fair for his daughter-in-law and her lover~IndoMTL.com~ Asa can only listen blankly, and what he says at this time seems inappropriate.

"She is a very good girl, but it is a pity that she was born in the most disgusting and vulgar noble family. But if there is anything in this world that is more disgusting and vulgar than a noble family, it is a rich nobleman It's a family. And she married in again, and she was bound by those inexplicable family rules and couldn't even go out easily... What a pity." The Marquis suddenly put his head into Asa's ear, and said softly. "She should be in her own room over there now, do you want to go and see her? I can send all the servants away..."

"No need, no need." Asa frantically waved his hands and refused.

"That's right. Why don't we let her participate in our wonderful drama. Let her see how the person he likes becomes a hero." The Marquis suddenly made a bolder suggestion.

"I'm afraid this is inconvenient?" Asa was a little at a loss.

The Marquis smiled confidently, magnanimous and confident, making people feel that this is just a trivial and elegant thing, and he clapped his hand on Asa's shoulder. This momentum and demeanor made him unable to refuse any more. : "Don't worry, leave everything to me, it will be very exciting and interesting."