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In the dim light of the magic lamp, two overlapping figures loomed among the trees.

A man in aristocratic attire was burying his head in the neck of a maidservant, moving his hands up and down, and it was not difficult to imagine what he was doing by looking at his movements.

Most of the maid's clothes had been torn off, her breasts were exposed, and was grasped and kneaded by the man with one hand. From Yanick's angle, it could be seen that she was so painful that even her expression was distorted.

She held the man's arm with both hands, not without resistance, but her strength was too weak, and she couldn't push the man away even though she struggled desperately, and she didn't dare to call for help, so she could only cry and beg for mercy.

That little bit of struggle was not painful at all for the man, he easily squeezed into the maid's legs, and even tore off her lower skirt with one hand.

"No no!..." the maid screamed.

"Stop!" The voice was of course not Yannick, but Sofia, a woman with a strong sense of justice.

The drunk man didn't respond, and continued to grope and bite the maid.

Sophia strode over, lifted his collar and pulled back hard, pulling the man away.

Even if it is a man, the strength of a nobleman cannot match that of a swordsman who has been training for a long time. The man was dragged away by her, fell hard into the bushes, and was screamed by the thorny flowers.

The maid hid her torn clothes sobbing, and when she saw Yannick approaching, she shrank and hid her body further in the shadows, her face full of panic.

"Don't be afraid," Yanick said softly, "I just heard your voice is very familiar, I wonder if it's someone I knew before."

The maid was slightly shocked when she heard his voice, and quickly raised her head.

"Who are you all, how dare you be rude to me!" The man struggled drunkenly to get up from the bushes.

His voice caught everyone's attention, including Yannick, so much so that he missed the astonishment on the maid's face.

"Ah!" The man shook his head and squinted at the people in front of him, "There are so many beauties!"

He staggered over and started counting to the people standing in front of him.

Pointing to Bart, he looked at it seriously for a while: "...No! The face is too rough, and there are stubbles, you don't need to touch it to know it's not slippery. How could someone invite this kind of maid in?"

Bart: "..."

Point to Baker: "Oh, it's too tall, strong, and ugly!"

Baker: "..."

When we arrived in Alexandria, the man looked at it for a while, then nodded as if there was something serious about it: "This one is okay, but it's a little thinner and a little older, so I must have done rough work!"

Alexander asked Yannick with his eyes: Where did this come from, why don't I drag him away?

The man ignored them, he looked at them one by one, like choosing a concubine, and came to Sophia again.

Sophia looked at him coldly, but unfortunately the man was drunk and didn't feel anything at all.

"Well, this is okay... Oh, no, no!" The man nodded and shook his head, "The shoulders are too broad, I can't hold them with both hands, and the chest is not big enough, tsk tsk..."

puff!

Bart and Baker couldn't help laughing, and quickly covered their mouths, so as not to anger the count's daughter.

Sophia's entire face turned black.

Just when she couldn't help but wanted to teach this abrupt and disrespectful nobleman a good lesson, the other party had staggered up to Yannick with a bright expression on his face.

"This is not bad. It is even more beautiful than the little baby just now, but the breasts are a little smaller... But it doesn't matter, the waist is thin enough, and it must be strong enough to twist on the bed... Whose maid are you, come back with me, and be my mistress, I, I'll give you everything you want..."

Yannick stopped the itchy Bart and others who were eager to try their fists, smiled slightly, and asked gently to the man's expression that became more obsessed instantly: "But I don't know your name and identity yet?"

The man smirked: "I am the Grand Duke's younger brother, you can call me..."

Before he finished speaking, he fell forward and fell to the ground, dead drunk.

Sophia stepped forward to make amends without hesitation, while Bart and Baker were full of punches. It is estimated that even his parents would not recognize him when he woke up.

Yannick then turned to the maid who had been curled up beside her just now. Sophia had carefully put on her cloak, but she kept her head down and refused to lift it up.

The more he looked at her, the more familiar Yannick felt, and suddenly he had a flash of inspiration.

"Are you... Amy?"

The girl was slightly shocked, which made Yannick completely affirm his guess.

When she was in Jed Town, Amy and her grandmother depended on each other. Amy’s grandmother was not in good health, and Yannick often went to help her with treatment. Amy was a very filial child. She stayed by her grandmother’s side after her parents died.

"Amy, why are you here? Where's your grandma?"

"No, I'm not Amy, you've got the wrong person..." The girl turned around to run, but when Yannick pressed her shoulder, her whole body became stiff and she didn't dare to move.

"Sophia, please, take Amy back and change. I have a lot to say to her." Although the silver-haired bishop's tone was gentle, there was no doubt about it.

"No, no, I am the maid of the Marquis Charlotte, and I will cause you trouble!" Amy shook her head again and again.

Although she knew that the banquet tonight was a big shot from the Garter Empire, Amy, who was not Marquis Charlotte's personal maid, was not sensitive to the news, and she hadn't connected Yannick with this big shot yet.In her impression, Yannick may still be the junior priest who wandered around.

"Don't worry, I'll let Bart ask Marquis Charlotte for someone." Yannick comforted in a gentle voice. He saw that Amy didn't want to stay in this kind of place, and she was not favored by the Marquis, otherwise she would The response just now will be to obey or reprimand loudly instead of pleading in a low voice.

After this incident, Yannick was not in the mood to attend the banquet anymore, so he just found an excuse to leave the venue and asked Avery and Augustine to stay on his behalf.

In the post house, Sophia had already changed Amy's clothes. The girl in a clean dress sat there, rubbing her fingers, her expression was a little perplexed, and her face looked a little unhealthy sallow.

"Amy, is your grandma okay?" Guessing that she should have calmed down, Yannick knocked on the door of Sophia's room and came to talk to her.

Upon hearing these words, the girl burst into tears immediately.

"Grandma, she... I just went to Tumaco City that day, so I escaped. Later, I heard that the entire town of Jed has been captured by the undead, only me, I..."

She covered her face and cried, together with the grievances she had suffered these days.

Sophia handed her a handkerchief.

"Thank you..." Amy took it over, wiped away her tears, and stammered: "Priest Hill, thank you for helping me just now, but I have to go back, I don't know anything, after coming to the capital, it is the Marquis The housekeeper took me in, I can't trouble you..."

"It's okay, Amy," Yannick said gently, "I regard everyone in Jed's town as a family member, but they are gone now, only you are left, I have the responsibility to take care of you, you are in Sherlock The Marquise isn't having a good time there, is she?"

"No, no, the Marquise took good care of me..." Amy forced a smile.

"Maybe the Marquis didn't treat you harshly, but with your status, it's impossible to get much kind treatment in the Marquis's Mansion, otherwise we wouldn't have met you in that way just now." Yannick said.

As a woman, Sophia saw her worry, so she took the silver-haired priest's words: "Don't worry, Yannick is now a bishop, and asking the Marquis for someone will not embarrass him. If you want, you can As my maid, I am the daughter of Earl Marin of the Garter Empire and a friend of Yannick, I will not treat you badly."

Amy opened her mouth, with a look of shock that didn't come to her. Only then did she realize that what Yannick was wearing was no longer the low-level priest's robe, but the dark green bishop's robe, which made the whole person more elegant and handsome. It looks very much like the gods on religious sculptures.

After settling down with Amy, Yannick returned to his room, and Sofia followed.

"Yannick, you don't seem to be in a good mood?" She asked with concern.

"Yes," Yannick said to his friend, and he didn't intend to hide it, "I want to go to the front line of Mecklen as soon as possible to see."

Sophia thought for a while, "What happened to Amy made you very upset?"

"No, it has nothing to do with her. I am a little disappointed with the Principality of Mecklen. Maybe Bishop Michel is very enthusiastic about me, but the whole country, as the center of the country's operations, I don't see what the nobles of Mecklen have. Take charge." Yannick rubbed the corner of his mouth, "Of course, neither did the priests. They seem to be immersed in an atmosphere of enjoyment. If this continues, on the day when the monsters invade in an all-round way, Mecklen may be the most The country that fell first."

After listening to his words, Sophia said: "Actually, I have always been a little puzzled. Monsters can directly invade the human world, just like they did thousands of years ago, and now we don't even have the protection of gods. Why are they using a method with the lowest efficiency?" Even the army of undead has not caused too much damage to the human world now? And no matter how many undead there are, they will all be wiped out one day. Will the monsters be helpless by then? They almost perished a thousand years ago The alien race of human beings shouldn't be so weak, right?"

Only those who are familiar with Sophia know that she is actually a very thoughtful girl. This kind of thick and thin character also makes her suitable for studying the combination of martial arts and magic.

"Yes, I also discussed the issue you mentioned with Chris, and finally came to a few conclusions." Seeing Sophia's expression of listening carefully, Yannick continued: "The first possibility is that the monster hopes to use the undead to come Gradually reduce the number of humans. You must know that they do not need any cost to create undead. As long as you are a human, you may become an undead. If you use undead to attack humans, human beings will only decrease step by step, and will eventually be completely eaten away. .”

"The second possibility is that for the monsters, the undead army is just an appetizer. Perhaps in their view, the time for the main meal has not yet come."

"The most important thing is that so far we don't know what kind of existence the monster plane is, what is the organizational structure of the monster, is it composed of countries similar to Olin Continent, or is it a whole, or Individuals are independent of each other."

"No matter what the possibility is, we know too little about high-level monsters, and the gods have fallen. We can only find records about them from scattered classics. If humans don't pay attention to it, the final result of this war will be Yannick paused, "unpredictable."

Sophia chuckled, "Last time I advised you not to worry so much, we are neither the emperor nor the pope, but now we are discussing so much here!"

Yannick spread his hands: "Just treat us as boring, so I don't want to stay in the capital of Mecklen anymore. Even if it's enjoyable, it's just a waste of time. If I don't have that damn task now, I I don’t mind being like Bishop Michelle and not caring about anything, just having fun, but I don’t want to be kicked out of the bishop’s position a year later and live a miserable life, so I have to work harder!”

"Okay, okay, poor Bishop Hill, I will accompany you. When are you going to leave?"

"In a few days, we have to give Bishop Michel some face." Yannick said.

In the next few days, Yannick seemed to completely forget his worries when he talked with Sophia that night, and instead enjoyed it completely, just like every traveler who came to Mecklen, he was full of curiosity about everything in the capital , and intend to go shopping.

He did this mainly to avoid those endless banquets. The nobles of Mecklen like to participate in banquets and dances. It is almost like an addiction. There will be one almost every night. The aristocratic family, and Bishop Michel, as a priest, seems to have been assimilated by this place. He will attend almost every game and never tire of it. This kind of life makes Yannick feel overwhelmed.

However, Bishop Michel welcomed Yannick's idea of ​​playing. He seemed to regard Yannick, who could enjoy life as much as him, as a bosom friend, and even proposed to take him to play in person, but Yannick still declined, and then took Sophia and others went to the largest local trading market.

His dark green bishop's robe is too conspicuous, and he doesn't want to be watched as a rare animal. Just like before, he puts a cloak on the outside of the robe, and everyone else does the same. As for Sophia and Baker, it doesn't matter, the sword The attire of the soldiers is so ordinary that it won't attract any extra attention.

This trading market is located in the slums of the west city, but it is also close to the edge of the east and west cities. This is the only intersection of the two worlds. The markets that brought huge tax revenues to the state were closed.

And because it is at the junction of the two cities, not only has it become a trading market for common people, even the nobles often go there to buy things. In one sentence, it is from high-ranking officials and nobles to traffickers and pawns. place.

Therefore, in the Western City trading market, it is often spread that the nobleman disguised himself as an ordinary commoner, and then met a beautiful poor girl there. But the people are just talking about it, and it also attracts many young girls to start their dream of finding a prince charming in civilian clothes here.

The scale of the trading market is very large, accounting for almost one-sixth of the entire West City, and the flow of people is quite large. Yannick and his group were quickly dispersed like pebbles thrown into the sea, Baker He and Bart followed Yannick closely and did not dare to separate, Sophia was still there, as for the others, they had disappeared.

Yannick shook his head: "It seems that we have to wait until we go back to see them."

Sophia looked around with great interest: "There seems to be an open-air auction there, let's go and have a look."

A few people looked in the direction she pointed, and a low-rise platform was built not far away, mainly to highlight the products on the platform. A row of people stood on it, including men and women, most of whom were brought out for offerings. The slaves selected by the buyer, as well as other goods, such as gems, spices, and even magic crystals, were put up by the seller in batches. The variety was very rich, so the front of the table also attracted many people.

"Look, that slave girl is very beautiful!" Sophia's voice was slightly higher.

In fact, she doesn't need to say it. Others have obviously noticed that a female slave who was pushed to the front and was about to be auctioned off was wrapped in a white gauze around her waist, which could barely cover her lower body. They are exposed to the outside without any cover, which is basically the case with all slaves. Before they are sold, merchants don't pay for them to wear more clothes.

But that female slave's appearance and figure are so outstanding, so many men are staring at her drooling, hot and wretched eyes lingering over and over again.

After the businessman offered a starting price of a gold coin, many people backed down. This is not a cheap price. Maybe only people above the middle class can afford it, but there are still many people participating in the auction for this female slave. One person The one-buy price shouted loudly, and the merchants also smiled, wishing they could offer a higher price.

Yannick and the others have no interest in this kind of female slave, let alone buy one and put it away. In the end, the female slave was auctioned by a man wearing a cloak like Yannick and the others for [-] gold coins. The thick rope tied around the slave girl's neck was handed over to the man.

"You're so discerning. This is the best item in our batch. It's in such a good shape. It's guaranteed to make you happy!"

"You bastard, let Angel go!"

Among the crowd, someone suddenly shouted, and then a scorching flame halo enveloped the heads of the crowd. The people watching the excitement screamed and fled in all directions. The crowd was already shoulder to shoulder and it was difficult to turn around. It was even more chaotic. The man who bought the female slave only had time to raise his hand to block it with his staff. The cloak covering him was scraped away by the heat wave of the flames, revealing the high-ranking priest's robe underneath him.

The fire mage who launched the attack sneered when he saw this: "The Holy See, you are indeed the scum of the Holy See again! Priests are not allowed to marry, yet you come here to buy female slaves, do you want her to be your slave!"

The high-level priest was also very angry: "It's none of your business, can you mages do anything besides causing trouble!"

"Of course it's none of my business, Angel is my fiancée!" The fire mage was going crazy, "I'm going to kill you, you dirty bastard!"

The two actually fought in such a lively place. The high-level mage can already use the powerful light to shine, but the fire mage is not a vegetarian. He has a very rich variety of fire magic, and even High-level magic like Raging Flame can be used.

A corner of the market was completely destroyed by the impact of two kinds of magic. The red fire light collided with the white light magic, making a stronger explosion sound, and even blowing away several people who couldn't dodge.

The result of this reckless fight was that the entire auction table was destroyed, and the merchants packed their goods in panic and ran around with slaves.

Others ran away with their heads in their hands, wishing they could step on other people's bodies and escape.

What a chaotic tragedy.

Originally, although one of the protagonists of this chaos was a priest, it was not about Yannick's business, but there are too many people here. As long as they can't fly into the sky, they can't stay out of it. In order to avoid the flames of war from spreading to On his side, Yannick had to draw out his staff and use the hypnotic spell shrouded in holy light, hoping to make the two of them stop.

But in this way, he didn't care about grabbing the cloak on his body, and was blown away by the heat wave and shock wave, and the cloak was instantly blown away, revealing the dark green bishop's robe.

Seeing this scene, the accomplices of the mage immediately changed their eyes. Everyone pointed at Yannick with their staffs, and reminded their companions: "Quick, there's a bishop over there!"

Yannick started to have a headache.