Just as Rogue was still staying in the morning and heading for Lille, Et was dressing up carefully. This year, the dark blue is the fashionable color among the nobles, and he also specially customized a dark blue cloak. Under the cloak is an exquisite dark green mail, and the golden piping shows the master's youth and gold. Combined with the magician's logo on the cloak, Et's magical martial arts double xiu's identity is about to emerge.

The two-handed giant sword was also remade, and several smooth golden patterns stretched from the hilt to one-third of the sword body. The newly added pattern had no special function, it was just simple and beautiful. Fis kept sighing when he was making it for him, and finally took 200 gold coins from Et. Since Roger's armor "Reincarnation" and the battle axe "Soul-Binding" were completed, Fis set a rule that if all bosses of the "God of War Hammer" had to pay for the equipment. Of course, it was just a cost, and it would be fine if they wanted to pay, and they would be deducted directly when the dividends were distributed.

Ett carefully prepared her clothes and applied a little perfume behind her ears. It is said that this "Catiran" perfume can stir up the chin qing of the coldest woman, and it is extremely expensive. Ett used thirty gold coins and only bought a small bottle. It was definitely unwilling to use it a little before the critical moment of showing off on weekdays. But tonight, Isabella finally agreed to him for dinner, which made Ett's heart, which had been in the long run, excited.

Since Wu Huan was pulled to the Hammer of War, Isabella no longer had to clean up the room for Et, which made Et extremely distressed and could not offend Wu Huan, who had a weird temper. Only when Isabella went to the church for help three days a week could she seize the opportunity to continue harassing her. Now that success is hopeful, how can he not prepare well?

Seeing that it was still early, Ett carefully checked his face in front of the mirror. The person in the mirror was tall and handsome, with some roughness. There was a faint scar on his left face, which added a little heroic charm. His lips were a little thicker, but it didn't matter, and he looked more masculine. Ett was very satisfied with his appearance, but the only thing he was dissatisfied was that time passed too slowly, and the sun was hanging in the air and refused to go down. He walked around the room, posing a few positions in front of the mirror from time to time to check if he was really tall and handsome.

Finally, the night fell, Ett immediately ran to the door excitedly, shouting the servants to prepare horses, and then he left with a crisp sound of hooves.

An inconspicuous stage bus stopped at the entrance of a very luxurious hotel. The waiter at the door was obviously well-trained and still enthusiastically greeted him. The movement of opening the door was very elegant, and the bowing was no less than half a point. A man with a low figure and wearing a black pullover cloak got out of the car, looked at the hotel and waiters a few times, and smiled with satisfaction: "This 'Helen' hotel is always so comfortable! The last time I came was half a year ago."

Two more people got out of the car. First, one with a short light golden hair, blue-gray eyes were deep and quiet. The man behind him had straight and rare black hair with a handsome face and even a little bit of aura. At first glance, his eyes looked like the black of the night sky. Only after careful observation could he find that there was a deep blue. These two were Kate and Franco. After the sacred fighting spirit was achieved, Kate's entire temperament also changed, and he looked sacred and solemn in every move.

"Biography of Hart, since he arrived in Lille, my brothers have not had much left. Now the business of "Harves of War" is good, so I dare to ask Bishop Hart to come out to speak. If it weren't for 'Helen', how could ordinary small places deserve Bishop Hart's identity?" Franco said intimately.

The person in the cloak was Bishop Gnad Hart, who had awarded honors to the evil nobles and had dripped holy water to the hostile men. Under the guidance of the waiter, the three of them went straight to the fifth floor and found a quiet small room to sit down.

The room is a little smaller, but it is facing the most prosperous neighborhood of Lille. Looking out from the window, it is full of lights and wine, and it is very lively. The house is in a retro style, with tables, chairs and tableware decorated with complex and gorgeous patterns. Fortunately, there are few decorations in the house, only one table and four chairs, and a cabinet with coats hanging, so it does not seem crowded. On the wall is a work by a master painter when he was crazy in his later years, of course, it is a imitation. In the eyes of experts like Franco, this imitation has already gained the charm of this master and is absolutely valuable, but in the eyes of Kate and Bishop Gnard Hart, this painting is just a pile of color blocks inexplicably piled together.

Under the carpet of the cottage, there is a small magic array engraved, which can completely prevent the conversations in the cottage from reaching outside the range of the magic array. This is the real value of this cottage. The cost of maintaining a magic array is very high, and the same is true for this kind of small magic array with simple functions. Therefore, Xiaofu generally dare not eat and taste coffee in such a room.

The dish is very simple. After the appetizer, there are only a few seafood dishes and a fish, which is absolutely fresh. Lille is quite far from the sea on all sides. It is winter now. These sea things must be transported from the sea by the fast horses without stopping to maintain such a fresh taste. If frozen, the taste will be too far away.

The wine is aged wine for more than seventy years, so that's fine. The maid who came in to serve the food was actually a half-elf slave. The elves did not have much contact with humans, but half-elfs with mixed-race were even rarer. The half-elfs were all handsome men and beautiful women, and were excellent collections for all kinds of dignitaries. At this moment, there was a half-elf girl who came to serve as a waiter, which was beyond the expectations of the three of them.

Just when the three of them were hesitant, one of them knocked in. The man was not tall, but he was a little fat, enough to put two Francos in. He was as tall as Kate, and it was no problem to stuff one and a half. The big fat man had a sincere and joyful smile on his face, and he chased Roger. When he came in, he greeted Kate and Franco so well that he could not be familiar with him.

"These two must be Kate Knights and Franco Knights. They are indeed handsome and have extraordinary styles! The villain Jing Ge, now manages the "Helen" for my boss. As for this gentleman, although the villain does not know him, he seems to have been in a high position for a long time and has a good temperament. Standing in front of you, even the villain seems to be able to get some of the glory of God! Could it be a master of light magic?"

Gnard Hart is just an eighth-level priest. The magic of light can only be used to level 4, and it is not even a middle-level master, let alone the master? But Jing Ge, who had never met this fat man, actually found that he was using the magic of light as soon as he met. He was extremely happy in his heart. Could it be that he had not known that his magic power has improved recently?

Bishop Gnard Hart immediately became more fond of Jing Ge, and Kate and Franco were doubtful. Jing Ge found that the two looked bad and immediately said, "The boss of the villain is Master Stanichi. My master was extremely happy after receiving the goods customized by the God of War Hammer the day before yesterday. He specially ordered the villain to invite the God of War Hammer to come to Helen for a while, and told the adults to visit Helen in the future. Before the villain could invite him in person, they had already arrived at the shop. Haha, the villain had described the appearance of several people in detail with each servant, so as soon as the two arrived, the servants immediately notified the villain."

The two of them then had all their doubts, and Kate asked with a smile: "Where is your Master Stanichi?"

Jing Ge replied: "My master made an appointment with Marquis Abiati today, and it seemed like he was going to the 'night elves'."

Franco and Kate looked at each other, and heheed in mystery, laughing so much that Jing Ge was confused.

After Jing Ge left, the three of them waved the half-elf maid away and began to discuss while eating. Bishop Gnard Hart squeezed the half-elf's butt heavily, causing her to scream in pain, and then let her leave with satisfaction.

The Bishop was very satisfied with the dishes here. He almost cleaned the entire plate of silver ice shrimps, and the specialty sturgeon fish from the extreme north and the sea also ate half of the sturgeon fish. Kate and Franco praised the Bishop. At first, they were quite restrained. Later, when they saw the bishop's eating behavior, they began to flatter him unscrupulously. Soon, the Bishop had a strong magical power. Not to mention the Cardinal's hand-to-hand, even the Pope's throne was not unthinkable. Unexpectedly, this flattery touched the Bishop's thoughts. He raised his head and sipped the wine, rushed the sturgeon fish meat full of his mouth, then put down the cup, and sighed.

It turns out that this bishop is fifty-one years old this year, and has followed Cardinal Burke for more than twenty years. He has been Burke's number one confidant for many years. He is one person and above everyone else in the Duchy of Bavaria diocese. Cardinal Burke is fifty-seven years old. He became the Archbishop of Cardinal seven years ago and was awarded the title of the Duchy of Bavaria diocese. Back then, Burke was also the second youngest Cardinal in the light, with high magic attainments in the level 16. It is said that it is second only to the Pope in the church. However, after seven years, Burke's ranking among Cardinals has dropped from eighth to eleventh. The Pope has expressed strong dissatisfaction with Burke's inability to expand the divine light of the Church of Light to the entire Rhine Alliance many times.

The battle of Oedi Temple also made Burke happy. This saint Vina, who came from somewhere, had the attainment of level 16 magic of light at such a young age. In time, it would be impossible for the Pope of the Church of Light to become a female pope. However, after Cardinal Bren's death, the Pope actually promoted a bishop who was only 36 years old and unknown to fill the position of cardinal. At the ceremony of giving the Cardinal robe, the man actually showed it

Burke was shocked again by the level 17 divine power. According to Burke's original plan, the Pope was only level 16 divine power, and he was already ninety years old. I guess he had not made progress in the past few years, and it was not a problem to defeat the Pope who was already old and increasingly foolish. But as soon as this person appeared, Burke's original aspirations were completely lost, and he began to make money and give up on himself.

After Pope Burke was hopeless, he turned to Bishop Hart, denounced him as only bragging, with low divine power and ineffective work. Hart was also extremely aggrieved. If Archbishop Burke was not good at this, how dare he slap every day? Another time did he not make Burke comfortable? As for the low divine power and poor divine work, you already knew it twenty years ago, why did he remember it today? Of course, Hart only dared to complain in his heart, and he still flattered Burke, and he slapped Burke again and then left.

But from then on, Burke turned to vigorously promote new players. Now the two bishops who are tied with Hart are less than forty. However, they are smart and capable, with high divine power, and are both level 12-level Light Mages. Burke has slowly handed over to these two people to do anything important. Hart has long been left to the side.

Bishop Gnard Hart is indeed talented, and it took two hours to finish this matter. After Kate and Franco finally figured out, Bishop Hart was already drunk and fell on the table and couldn't get up.

Kate helped Bishop Hart up and walked upstairs. Franco followed behind and whispered: "Compared with the other two bishops, Bishop Hart is no longer in power. Is it worth it to take such care of us so hard, is it worth it?"

Although Bishop Hart was heavy, it was nothing to Kate. Kate shook his head and lowered his voice and said, "I have told me repeatedly that those people in high positions, no matter how stupid and incompetent they look, must have extraordinary points. We have also seen the other two bishops. They are indeed strong and young and promising, but they always feel that they are too sharp and arrogant. Even if we go to collect and pile up a lot of gold coins, they may not have a place in their hearts. If they really ask for something, they will definitely have a face again."

Franco suddenly realized, "You said that. Now that I think about it, Bishop Hart really has to be much more sensible in his actions. Although the bishop is also greedy for money and lust, he does not make excessive demands. Haha, this is because I am snobbish. The other two bishops must look down on us when they are booming."

Kate went up to the sixth floor at this time, and at the waiter's instructions, he pushed open the door of a luxurious client and placed Bishop Hart on the sofa, then said, "Yes, we don't need much help from the church anyway. Judging from the point of making friends, Bishop Hart should make me trust more."

Franco asked the waiter to call the half-elf girl and told her to serve Bishop Hart well, and then he pushed the door and left with Kate.

The half-elf girl took off Bishop Hart's clothes and went to the bathroom to release hot water. As soon as she left, Hart turned over and sat up, looked at the door where Kate and Franco left, nodded and smiled with satisfaction, and then lay down to the sky, enjoying the tenderness of the night.

It was late at night when the "Night Elf" was the most prosperous. The exclusive parking plaza at the door was already full of grandeur. Whenever the night fell, the square must be filled with luxurious carriages. If those little rich and noble people had no money to decorate the carriages, they would be embarrassed to pass by here. However, at this moment, two undecorated carriages were parked right at the gate of the "Night Elf". They got off from the carriage, one fat and one thin, and they met and smiled, spoke happily, and entered the gate together. It was the Giant Fustanic and Marquis Abiati.

The coachman of the two looked a bit arrogant, and his waiter guided them to park the carriage in the small parking lot in the backyard of the "Night Elf". Although the "Night Elf" has all kinds of services, the flesh and blood business is too famous. Those real nobles yearn for it, but on the surface they have to pretend to be disdainful. Once in the last time, they were sneaking like a thief. The small parking lot in the backyard was specially designed for these people. The vehicles in the field were all simple and unpretentious, without any decorative heralds or the like. However, the rich atmosphere was unstoppable from the majesty of the horse pulling the cart.

Stanichi and Marquis Abiati have been in conflict for many years, and have fought each other openly and secretly. Stanichi won because of his grand wealth and his annual income. However, Marquis Abiati has a long family history, a vast territory, and accumulated wealth for hundreds of years. I don’t know how many priceless heirlooms there are, so I never got at a disadvantage.

The two of them booked the most magnificent room of the "Night Elf" and talked about the harvest of the Marquis' territory this year. This room is not just a suite, but a small mansion. The hall is enough for thirty or fifty people to hold a party, and there are three bedrooms, each with its own separate bathroom. The interior is as large as a crystal magic chandeliers and small as porcelain plates with fruits placed on the table, which are not affordable for medium-sized families.

Over the years, 60% of the grain and other crops in the Marquis' territory were sold to Stanich. The two agreed upon the price at the beginning of the year and delivered again in the harvest season. Stanich only needs to pay 10% of the full payment in advance. For the Marquis, in this way, most of the harvest in the territory had fixed returns, and he no longer had to worry about buying and selling. Stanich ensured sufficient supply on the one hand, and on the other hand, he also had enough manpower to deal with fluctuations in the market grain prices. In fact, since this Master Stanich monopolized more than half of the new grain in the principality, the trend of domestic grain prices depends on his expression.

Due to years of cooperation, the two of them solved the contract problem this year in just a few words, so the main show tonight was staged.

A pretty maid led a row of enchanting girls into the hall for the two to choose. The "Night Elf" attack was indeed extraordinary. Among these girls, there were two and a half elves and a real dark elves! The dark elves had magic symbols on their exposed shoulders, which were obviously used to suppress her magic and control her to prevent escape. As for other human girls, they were either pure, charming, elegant, or pitiful, with different expressions and behaviors, and they were all of their own top-quality products.

The two gave in to each other, and finally Stenich chose first. The fat man stretched out his hand and fixed it on the dark elf. Abiati raised his eyebrows, knowing that the fat man was not good. The female dark elf is not only a natural magician, but also a superb warrior. Although the captured dark elf is not known to be controlled by any means, his natural physical strength and reaction advantages are still there. If he wants to conquer such a fairy in bed, he is definitely not a word "strong man". In the past, this fat man was not good at using it, and he could have tried a cup of hot tea. How dare he pick this fairy? Could he be really strong, or did he find some nourishing holy product? The Marquis was very scheming and suspicious, but his face remained silent, and he pointed a pitiful girl, who was about sixteen or seven years old.

Stanichi was also shocked. The girl was also an untamed character known as the "Night Elf". She seemed innocent, but was actually extremely bold. If a man performed poorly, she would definitely curse her afterwards and spread it widely. However, because of this, the nobles and wealthy people of all sizes were proud to conquer her, and since then they were crowded with people.

Slightly turning a huge ring on his thumb, Stanich was immediately calm. The ring was exquisitely made, exaggerated in shape, and a huge turbulent diamond was even more eye-catching. This was the design plan that Roger personally made before leaving, and it was a perfect match for every corner of the fat man's heart. Stanich smiled "haha" and pulled the dark elf into the room.

Seeing the fat man disappearing in the bedroom, Marquis Abiatti unconsciously twisted a ring on his middle finger with his thumb, and sneered at the corner of his mouth. The ring was made of two-color gold, and a row of fine fire diamonds were inlaid with the first letter of the Marquis' name. The entire ring was not eye-catching, and it was purely beautiful lines and simple design to win. It was the plan Franco decided.

The boundless * spread in the room. The two of them had intentionally never closed the door. There were waves of turbulent crying and moans, which rose and fell, contrasting with each other.

Half an hour passed silently like water. A waiter quietly pushed the door of the hall away, and was still thrilling when he heard the fierce battle inside. He looked envious and looked disbelief, and quietly brought the door to the door.

As the magic flames swayed, Stenich felt that the scenery in the whole room seemed to be shaking slightly. He was already panting and sweating down. The dark elf under his body had already collapsed on the bed, and his dark and delicate and smooth skin was covered with beans of sweat. At this time, she was no longer able to cooperate with Stenich's movements, but just lay down weakly, allowing Stanich to sprint wildly.

Stanichi was also indescribable. Although the magic ring "Unold Fairy Spring" of the "God of War Hammer" was supported, he was not made of iron after all. At most, it was iron on the outside, but it was still a glass core on the inside. After so long, why was the old guy on the opposite side still alive? What's so strange?

Finally, Stanichi could no longer hold on, and the bull roared several times, and he blew it. He gasped for a moment, listened, and there was no sound there, and he couldn't help but feel happy. The dark elf under him said weakly: "Then, it was over five minutes ago. Sir, are you really human?" Stanichi laughed wildly, his fat body jumped lightly to the ground, and there were a burst of noises in the room.

He put on his clothes randomly and rushed into the hall excitedly. Seeing Marquis Abiati's face as if he was dead, he was sitting on the sofa and breathing. The little beauty next to him was leaning softly against the Marquis, her eyes half open and half closed, and she had no trace of her spirit. Stanich had been firmly pressed down by Marquis Abiati in bed for many years. After revenge, she felt extremely happy.

Stanichi glanced at the magic hourglass on the wall, and saw that it was frozen for an hour and five minutes, and couldn't help laughing like a flower again. Although the Marquis was angry and annoyed, he had gained a lot of gains when he cleaned up the little fairy beside him. The two looked at each other, and were puzzled by the sudden bravery and stormy eyes. They accidentally saw the ring on the other party's hand. The bright red fire diamond color made both of them jump. However, they were all old traitors, and no one would tell them.

Finally, the fat and thin two were breathing for a while and left in their clothes. The waiters in the hall looked at the two of them with shock and envy, which greatly satisfied the vanity of the fat and thin two. As soon as the two left, the two little fairies were surrounded by the waiters and maids and questioned them constantly. Even the supervisor of the "Night Elf" heard the news and hurried over. The two little monsters were in a state of mental confusion, as if they had not slept for several days; their hands and feet were weak, and they had to be supported by others when they walked. Seeing this scene, various versions of rumors naturally flew everywhere.

This kind of thing spread the most quickly in the aristocratic circle.

In the afternoon of the next day, the theme of the afternoon tea party of almost every noble family with a strong reputation was the story of the sprouting of the old tree of Stanich and the Marquis, who bravely conquered the two fairies of "Night Elf". There were countless ladies and ladies who had heard the story sat in the carriage and rushed to visit relatives and friends, so that they could tell the amazing news from their mouths.

The houses of the Marquis of Stanich and Abiatti were suddenly crowded with people, and countless so-called friends who had once asked for a visit. More nobles left famous posts at the concierge, hoping to get invitations for afternoon tea or meals at the right time; if possible, they hoped that the two could enjoy the glory of their family gatherings. Those nobles who were not qualified enough to get invitations were trying every means to inquire about their relatives and then visit them, hoping that they could get some gossip.

The night fell again in the rumors and philosophical rumor. At night, the two supporting characters of the rumors, the two little goblins of the "Night Elf", announced that they would rest for a week and not see any guests again. This was like throwing a torch in the dry forest after autumn, and the rumored fire immediately started to burn.

Stanichi and Abiati were worried happily. They never thought that the overnight competition would be the result. It would be fine if those who were not very familiar with each other, but some of the family friendships that had lasted for decades were difficult to pass. The two could not withstand the endless torture day and night, and finally revealed their secrets to a few closest people on the third day.

The price of fire drills on the market suddenly soared, and so was the pure gold. The number of visitors to the "God of War Hammer" suddenly increased, and the crowds were coming and going. Various carriages squeezed the door of the "God of War Hammer" into pieces. In order to compete for a seat, the coachmen often had to quarrel.
Chapter completed!