Chapter 473

"People of any status have to travel once a week." Katob stood outside the sacred Cathedral, watching the building that worshipped the God of Eldridge.

According to the laws and regulations of the new ROAs Kingdom, every citizen of the new ROAs kingdom should go to the church at least once a week to pray. Even if it is not convenient to move, they need to carry the statue with them for simple prayer.

Whether you really believe in Aldrich or not, this is written in the laws and regulations of the kingdom of new Royce. Nobles can go as little as possible, but they must go, otherwise the local council will impeach you, lose the noble citizenship, or even fine you will be afraid.

There is a saying in the kingdom of new Royce that there are only two things you can't escape in this country, the end of your life, death and praying to your majesty Aldrich.

So in any case, people will take time to pray in the Holy Church, and if they have free time, they will even go more than once, as if to show how much they love his majesty Aldrich.

Even the nobles are no exception. Although they are devout, they have to do superficial work. In the church, the fighters and bodyguards are not easy to defend themselves, especially when praying.

"This is the time when they are most alert and relaxed, because no one will be so bold to do it when the other party is praying. The church group will be crazy." Thinking of the faces of the people in the church, katobu chuckled, and that group was one of the reasons why the house of Augustus was broken.

When nobles want to maintain their dignity, I don't know when a hidden rule appeared between the nobles and the church, that is, when the nobles go to the church to pray, the tribute should not be too shabby.

It's not too much. The common people can take it out. But think about the frequency. Once a week, the broken little nobles bear the burden of the decent operation of the family. They have to pay protection fees to the church every once in a while, which is also a heavy burden.

"What I'm going to do is, I'm not going to fight. I'm going to take a positive picture." Cabuto has been on the verge of madness, but his madness is calm. He deeply understands that if he does not take risks, then the yugus family will be doomed.

So his madness is the madness of everything.

Negri sat at the top of the church, watching the farce below.

The success rate of katob is only about 50%.

As if to see something, Negri reached out to the void and pulled a butterfly into his hand.

"My Lord, are you interfering in their future?" Wearing a long skirt, she sat on her side with a sunshade umbrella in her hand to help Negri block the sun. Although a little sunshine will not have any impact on Negri, she is determined to do so.

"No, I'm just making things interesting." Negri replied: "judging from the information available, in three minutes, a clergyman will be attracted by the butterfly and see katob's arrangement, which will lead to his total loss."

"That would be too boring. The gap between the two sides is too big. As a weak side, teenagers need more opportunities." Negri said casually, but what his real purpose is, it's only he who knows.

With Negri's promotion to the road level, even if it is only a part of him, it is more and more difficult for the appendix and others to understand.

In the unknown place, the endless golden luster is shining. Something seems to be changing in the world of fire, which then affects the change of the world, and some things are covered with it.

"This feeling of being a history is also a special experience." Negri was very clear about each other's goals, ghost man ceremony and ritual blade. After the evolution of time, these things have become legends in these populations and have affected generations.

Stop in the hands of the butterfly, once again flying, its trajectory into Negri's eyes, gradually become the established track, all of this butterfly is controlled by Negri.

Katob, dressed in his vestment and holding a box, walked to one side. The priests of enough rank were busy collecting "tribute". As long as they were bold and careful, they could disguise a priest in the church.

And people are always lack of vigilance to the priests in the church.

In the absence of bodyguards, katob was unexpectedly successful. He put parry, the son of Duran, the city Lord, into a small wooden box. He was like an ordinary priest carrying tribute. He put most of his face under the box. Some priests who passed by did not even suspect katob.

As long as it is not too bad luck to meet a manager who knows all the priests, he is unlikely to reveal his secret.

On the other side, an old clergyman in gorgeous clothes passed by, glanced at the way, found no abnormality, and passed directly. Then cabuto passed by with the box in his arms.

As he came to a remote corner, katob threw the box directly into the sewer.

The drain is not big, but the small wooden box is just right, and the small parry is curled up and can be put in.

"Next, just look for a chance to get out and go to the sewer outlet to find each other." Katobu said in his heart that going to the front of the church quickly and looking for a chance to put on the priest's clothes in reverse, turned into a suit of barely managed aristocratic clothes."And parry?" On the other side, Duran and the bishop of the church were communicating. Suddenly, their eyes fixed, searching for the people around them, and an ominous premonition appeared in his heart.

With a confession from the bishop, Duran searched in a hurry, but could not find his own son. His momentum began to gather and stabilize his panic. He quickly found the bishop and explained the situation.

Although the church was of high status, it was not willing to offend the Lord of the city. He sent a priest to look for it and temporarily blocked the church gate.

As soon as the priest closed the church door, katob's face remained unchanged. Even if he was in a state of ruin, he was still an aristocrat. It was impossible to search his body directly, unless the other party wanted to offend all the nobles. This is the rule of honor of the nobility.

But then he thought of something, and his eyes changed. He had no problem. But parry, packed in a small wooden box, floated with the sewage, would be fine for a short time, but over time, who knows what will happen.

Looking at the anxious Duran, katob thought about these things, and finally closed his eyes, and his expression became flat.

It was not until the evening that the church, which had failed in the search, opened again. Katob walked out of the church complaining, acting like a little nobleman who was accidentally involved in the incident.

After getting out of sight and making sure he was safe, katob ran inside toward the sewer.

After a search with a torch, katob finally found a small wooden box stuck in the corner in a certain section of the sewer.

The box was very quiet. Katob opened it. In the light of the fire, it was a young but cold corpse. It seemed that the skin was a little blue because of lack of oxygen.

"Blame yourself, Lord Duran. You stopped me." Katob closed his eyes, whispered, closing the box again, and even if the hostage died, he would achieve his purpose.

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