Chapter 146

The cold winter wind blew through the noisy town of ewendell last night and ushered in the fresh breath after dawn. The green streets were crowded with traffic and people. What we heard and witnessed was a maze of colorful images.

Modrian rode by and led the bloody Knights of Knox behind him, causing a lot of noise, but no one dared to speak too much. All the businessmen and mercenaries who could survive in the town of irvindale knew the red double-edged axe flag flying in the sky and setting off endless killing.

Hiss!

When the horse neighed, modrian skillfully grasped the reins, controlled the horse to stop, and his brown eyes stared at the front.

Cooper had been waiting in front of the steps of the garrison mansion, but what really attracted his attention was another white haired old man with a white jade scepter.

Dressed in a God's robe made of fine gold wire, the exquisite patterns are more cumbersome and luxurious than any aristocrat modrian has ever seen. On his head, he has a silver crown and orange gemstones.

There is no doubt that this is a real superior.

While modrian was watching the white haired old man, the old man saw him at the same time, nodded and said, "Nancy Peters, have you seen Baron modrian!"

The cool tone was mixed with a trace of gentleness, giving people a sense of kindness, but then there was a slight rise of golden life energy, and the solemn momentum shrouded the area.

Bishop of the temple of power: Nancy Peters, who is in charge of all affairs of the temple of power in the northern part of stoke Kingdom, is a famous figure in recent six months.

The obscure expression flashed away on modrian's face, slightly adjusted his inner mood, and he whispered, "it's Lord Nancy. It's a pleasure to meet you."

"The town of ewendell is not bigger than that of edalas. I wonder what's the matter with Lord Nancy's coming this time?"

"Ha ha, Baron modrian is joking. Today's ewendell town is called a rising pearl in the north of the kingdom." Nancy smiled gently, and her expression was full of praise. I don't know whether it was for modrian or ewendell town.

"I think it won't take long for the whole stoke kingdom to pay attention here."

"Nancy is joking. The restrictions on urban development in ewendell are too great to become an imperial pearl like edalas." modrian remained modest, but his eyes were a little colder.

The old man's words are full of needles and are aimed at the town of irvindale. It seems that the prosperous economy here has aroused the saliva of the temple of power.

"Why? Isn't Baron modrian going to invite me in?" Nancy knew enough and skilfully turned the subject aside.

come with evil intent. Modrian half narrowed his eyes and saw some knights in armor behind Nancy, temple knights?

"Then welcome Lord Nancy to my humble house." modrian handed Cooper the reins in his hand, moved his wrist slightly, then ignored Nancy and went directly into the mansion.

He hated hypocritical people, especially with a smile and a look of conquering everything, and now the bishop of the temple of power is full.

"Then let me open my eyes to what the temple of power is. I dare to be so rude in Valoran."

Garrison official residence. Modrian likes the style of this building, which is biased towards the simplicity and function of previous lives, and hardly wastes any place.

"Let's get this straight, Nancy. I hate being around." modrian sat in the main seat of the living room, then went straight to the subject without waiting for each other to take a seat.

"Er..." Nancy looked stunned. It was the first time he had seen such an unkind man or a baron since he took charge of the power temple in edalas.

But these are not important. He has his own task to complete.

"Ha ha, Baron modrian's character is indeed the same as the rumor. He works decisively and speaks directly." a faint smile dispels the consternation. Nancy slightly turns her head and looks at the other people in the living room, as if she is indicating something.

"What we're going to talk about next..."

"No, they are all my confidants. Let's talk directly to Lord Nancy." modrian interrupted the old man's words and insisted that Bobby, gujaras and Gregory stay, with a little pondering in his tone.

"Maybe they will also be interested in the next topic."

The sullen color flashed away. Nancy tried to hold back her anger. Her old face was still smiling, but it looked more or less stiff.

He knew in his heart that the mission was a failure. No one was a fool. He knew the result from a few conversations, especially the bad attitude of the other party.

But he was not willing to fight for it. When would the bishop of the temple of power be humiliated.

Even the one in the king's capital did not dare to underestimate the power temple, so he suppressed and reduced the influence of the power temple during his reign for decades.

But now, the glory of the God of power is coming to this land of lack of faith again.

"What does Baron modrian think of the situation in such a kingdom?" Nancy said with a renewed smile. "Do you want to go further in this event? Be a real upper class nobleman like your father Viscount Brooke."

"Isn't that what you've been pursuing?"

Modrian was stunned. Didn't the bishop come to answer for it? How come you're courting him now?

It seems that they really like Valoran collar, or have they found something?

"Lord Nancy joked. My wish is to stay in Valoran's collar and never expect to be a real upper class aristocrat."

"Really? But it seems that the military strength in your territory has exceeded the fiefdom strength stipulated by the Kingdom's laws, which seems to be somewhat different from what you said." Nancy's old face is still filled with a smile, but it has an unspeakable meaning at this time.

TA! TA! TA!

Hearing the speech, modrian stood up and walked to Nancy step by step. He could feel the majestic life force in Nancy, but now he was no longer standing behind the hero, not to mention the existence of Bobby and gugalas.

He looked down at the old man in front of him. His cold eyes were an undisguised killing intention.

"Lord Nancy, are you investigating me?"

"No, no, no, how can I investigate Baron modrian? It was inadvertently said by some believers of the God of power during confession." Nancy also contracted a smile, and her wrinkled face glittered with a golden glow.

"The God of power is watching here. I hope Baron modrian will consider my proposal."

"Maybe in the future, we will serve the God of power and welcome the glory of God to this prosperous territory."

Pa Pa! Pa Pa!

Modrian clapped softly and seemed to agree, but the words made the Bishop's face suddenly change.

"Sorry, Lord Nancy, I don't accept your explanation, so...!"

"Rob, it is said that Valoran forbids to believe in the God of power."

"If there are violators, directly... Kill them!"

The cold words made the temperature in the living room drop a lot, and two tall and short figures stared at each other.

"Yes." the shadow of the corner, the figure of robbery emerged, and then disappeared again after receiving the order. (after entering the town of ewendell from modrian, robbery lurks in the shadow around modrian again.)

"Is this what you want, my lord Nancy?" modrian said coldly, bowing slightly and looking at the white haired old man in front of him. He was doomed since he wanted to force the Knights of the Knox Empire to believe in the so-called God of power.

"Gujaras, see off!"

Boom!

The fat hands suppressed the trembling Nancy. The bishop of the power temple was shocked to find that his life energy seemed to be stagnant and could not lift a trace of resistance.

"Old man, it's not welcome here!" gujaras said indifferently. He put a little force on his hands and directly threw the old man out of the garrison official residence. In his eyes, there were no old, weak, sick or disabled.

If it wasn't for modrian's order, he wanted to tear up the old bastard full of hypocrisy in front of him!