The villain lord: Both the player and the protagonist want to kill me

Enough to live?

Xi Wei sneered, thinking to himself, this is really a bad word.

"Father Brill." He tilted his head and said with a blank expression: "The important power of the temple is handed over to a demon with no conscience and ulterior motives. The occurrence of this series of tragedies has a lot to do with you. I will strip you of your priesthood."

The old priest was startled when he heard the words, lowered his head in shame, opened his mouth, and finally said nothing.

He put the Gospel on the table along with the pair of reading glasses.

"I'm old." He sighed. "Perhaps the divine grace of the goddess needs young people who truly believe in it to spread it."

"It is never faith or youth that spread the grace of God." Xi Wei looked out the window, five statues of angels were neatly placed in the courtyard, the maid who was caught out of the bed before had been frightened out of her wits, he looked away , muttering to himself: "It's responsibility and people's hearts."

The female priest in the temple disappeared, wouldn't those believers and priests know?

Everyone looks up and sees down.

The frequent replacement of several female priests must have been discovered long ago, but the evil deeds committed by Bishop O'Neill have not surfaced until now. It can only be said that those priests and believers just turned a blind eye.

Xi Wei's eyes swept over everyone present.

No one dared to look at him.

When Bishop O’Neill’s incident happened, these pastors and believers shouted more fiercely than the other, but this was not a discovery of conscience, because when Shanna was first exposed as a believer of the God of Deceit, these people shouted the same very fierce.

Xi Wei felt very boring.

He shook his head, looking at Yogg-Saron who also looked gloomy.

"As the city lord of Dragon Fire City, how do you plan to deal with this matter?"

Yogg-Saron raised his eyebrows. He knew that the Winter King was definitely not talking about punishing Bishop Onnis, but about the subsequent impact of this incident and how to avoid similar things from happening again.

"In the final analysis, this matter is that Father Brill entrusted power to someone else." Yogg Saron paused, frowned, thought for a while, and then asked in a deliberate tone:

"Your Majesty, do we want to intervene in the management of the transfer of religious power? For example, to assess and supervise the ideological and character of the newly appointed priests and bishops, and try our best to ensure the character of these priests?"

"Your thinking can only treat the symptoms but not the root cause." Xi Wei touched the hilt of the sword and walked out of the room with the white harrier. He turned his head to look at the confused Yogg-Saron and said:

"What if the regulators also commit crimes? Then aren't the selected clergymen still all demons and ghosts?" He smiled, pointing at the five statues standing in the cold wind, with a sad tone.

"The reason why these women go to Onnis is that most of them can't survive, and only one or two are for clinging to power. Such people really don't deserve sympathy, but we should try to avoid those ordinary people who can't survive. Fall victim to a demon like Onnis."

"I understand what you mean." Yogg-Saron scratched his head.

"However, there are no jobs suitable for women in Dragonfire City. The jobs we can provide to civilians now are building walls and renovating houses. Women cannot do such jobs."

"Women really can't do it?" Xi Wei asked back.

"A man can transport a load of stones at a time, but a woman is not strong enough, so at worst, she can transport half a load. Why do you think women are not capable of tiring work?" He reached out and patted Yogg-Saron on the shoulder, earnestly enjoining:

"You are a very capable person. It would be even better if you can put aside the prejudice between women and men. You must know that you were also born from a mother's womb."

Yogg-Saron savored the Winter King's words carefully.

The two waited for a moment in Bishop O'Neill's courtyard.

Finally, a group of knights came in with a gray-robed man.

"Good day Your Majesty."

The gray-robed man saluted Xi Wei with one fist, and then took out a parchment from his robe.

He has investigated what Shanna, a follower of the God of Deceit, did when she was a priest in the Temple of Harvest.

This information comes from Gray Eagle's eyeliner in Dragon Fire City.

The information about Shanna is detailed, and even the style of clothes she wears when she goes out every day is carefully recorded on the scroll.

Xi Wei took the scroll from the members of Gray Eagle and read it carefully.

Standing next to him, Yogg-Saron and the law enforcement officer, Viscount Thord, looked at each other, feeling their scalp tingling for a while. It turned out that all the troubles in Dragonfire City were under the control of Winter King.

"May I ask who you are?" Yogg-Saron stretched out his hand, lowered his posture, and took the initiative to show his favor to the gray-robed man.

This gray-robed man was completely covered from head to toe, and he couldn't see his appearance at all, only a pair of bright eyes were piercing.

"Your Excellency Yogg-Saron, you have always done a good job during your time in Dragonfire City, but..." the gray-robed man hesitated, as if he didn't know what to say, but in the end he said with a strange look in his eyes:

"However, I personally think that a man should not wear bright red underpants. Are you right, Viscount Thord? Your underpants today are green, so it matches well with Your Excellency Yogg-Saron."

The gray-robed man's words made Yogg-Saron's face stiff, and he withdrew his outstretched hand in embarrassment. He lifted his pants silently, and a thin layer of sweat oozed from his forehead.

The Viscount Thord next to him was not much better.

He stared at the gray-robed man dumbfounded.

In his head, he had already started to eliminate the guards around him one by one.

By the gods!

Who in the end leaked the wind?

He did wear green underpants, but only his wife knew about it. It is impossible for the old woman who has lived with him for decades to be an informant of the intelligence organization under King Winter, right?

That was too scary.

After the gray-robed man finished speaking, he stood behind King Winter with a smile on his face, looking respectful.

Yogg-Saron and Viscount Thord knew that Winter King was beating them on purpose.

But they didn't dare to say anything, but they were even more in awe of King Winter in their hearts.

It is worthy of being the heir cultivated by the Golden Lion family.

Yogg-Saron secretly admired in his heart.

At first, he felt that it was too hasty for the Duke of Manhattan to entrust him with the management of the important Dragonfire City. After all, he was just a veteran land knight, and logically speaking, he was not qualified to be an earl.

Now he finally understands that this is the absolute confidence of the Golden Lion family, because King Winter has enough confidence to hold him.

Xi Wei had a panoramic view of everything that happened around him, and he didn't stop the gray-robed man from intimidating him.

It is not enough to be a king with force value.

It also needs to give the subjects under his command an unpredictable sense of mystery.

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