deceased

Tomorrow is indeed an important day for the Pope. In the past year, the development of the God of Light Society has not been smooth.The Banding Empire and Shamanlier not only blatantly sang against him, but also privately encouraged other small countries to follow the yin and yang.Compared with the same period last year, the influence of the God of Light has dropped a lot this year.Therefore, he should not miss this great opportunity to re-enhance the prestige of the God of Light Society.

To this end, he personally summoned Feida and Sophie to his side.

"Any news from Kress?" he asked.

Fei Da said: "I have asked all the places to step up their search."

Seeing the displeasure on the pope's face, Sophie stepped forward and said, "We still have Gabrad."

"Gabrad..." The Pope wanted to say something in a drawn-out tone, but suddenly stopped as if thinking of something, and said for a long time, "Of course it's also very good."

Fei Da said: "Tomorrow, Sophie and I will stand guard next to the execution platform."

What do the two priests guarding the platform look like!

Sophie disapproved in his heart.

Sure enough, the pope also waved his hand and said, "No. Leave this matter to Sophie. The two god priests...it will appear that the gods are too cautious."

Feida bowed and said, "Yes."

Sophie Luo: "..." Feida!Feta!Feta!

Feida said: "Then what about the key to the world of the undead?"

The pope said slowly: "It is also a good solution to make the key disappear completely."

Sophie Luo said: "Mundra is just an ordinary necromancer. We all know that the rumored crazy Mundra is just his teacher. Necromancers are always alone, we don't need to be too nervous tomorrow things."

"I hope things are as you said." The pope said with deep meaning, "but we must not forget that when we spread the grace of the gods to Dans City, we encountered unanimous resistance from the necromancers. When the space was compressed to a certain extent, Objects in space will all have to be closely connected, even if the objects aren't meant to be."

Fei Da and Sophie Luo bowed and said: "I respect the teaching."

Horse-drawn carriages drive on smooth streets.

Nicholas sat leisurely in the carriage, secretly delighted that he took over this easy and comfortable job.The depression and fear before departure disappeared after receiving the friendly hospitality from the God of Light.

He rubbed his hands on his thighs for a while, and couldn't help but took out the box that the priest gave him.The box is very delicate, trimmed with gold, and it is worth a lot of money at first sight.What interested him even more was the inside of the box.After the box is opened, two graceful figures will stand up and dance lightly.The beauty was sculpted lifelike, and her plump breasts almost trembled slightly in the movements.

Nicholas couldn't control his hands a little bit.He put his finger on the beauty's chest and poked it lightly.

Hard.

This somewhat made him feel dissatisfied.

He looked at the fluffy hair of the two beauties like clouds, and evil thoughts arose frequently.

If the beauty is real, how wonderful it would be...

"If it's true, how wonderful it would be." A voice sounded abruptly.

Nikolay was taken aback.At first, he thought he had spoken his mind, but he soon noticed that there was another person in the carriage, and he was a handsome guy whose appearance was not inferior to the beauty in the box.

But Nicholas didn't have any idea at all, even if he once suspected that he might have some thoughts about men, but for this, at most, he dared to think about it in a dream that was beyond his control, when the real person stood in front of him , he just wanted to find a comfortable cave to drill down.

"Marshal?!" He stood up and hit his head on the roof of the car with a bang.

"Little general?" the soldier driving the carriage asked suspiciously.

Hayden smiled at him and shook his head.

Nicholas replied dazedly, "It's all right."

Hayden stretched out his finger and took the box from his hand, "Will the God of Light send it?"

Nicholas shuddered all over.He was still very clear about the delicate relationship between the empire and the God of Light, and hurriedly said, "They entrusted me to pass it on to you."

Hayden played with the living doll in his hand.

This kind of beauty doll really suits his liking, he should be the same as this immature young man, he can't put it down.But now he held the box and looked at the puppet as if he were looking at two pieces of wood, without any excitement or impulse.Obviously there are puppets of two charming beauties in front of him, but another face always appears in his mind...

Nicholas looked at the silent Hayden with trepidation.Although he is the son of General Mario, but his military rank is not high, so the number of times he sees Hayden can be counted on the fingers.Such a close face-to-face meeting alone was unique, and he felt that he was about to suffocate.

Hayden turned his head in surprise when he heard the sound of almost loud breathing suddenly coming from his ear.

Nicholas held his nose.He didn't know how he could make such a sound just now.

"For a while, you will be my deputy." Hayden felt his tension and smiled reassuringly.

Nicholas nodded vigorously, his expression gradually changed from embarrassment to excitement.

In the barracks, the imperial envoy who was invited by the God of Light to observe the ceremony was not a sweet potato. Even General Mario, like his father, who almost never picks on the content of the mission, dismissed it.He was forced into the carriage by his father when no one wanted to go.

He still firmly remembered his father's meaningful words after getting into the carriage: "Go alive and come back alive." Because of these words, he was in a state of panic for a long time.But who would have thought that Marshal Hayden, who had been recalled to the imperial capital, would suddenly appear in the carriage and appoint himself as his deputy?

This is really a way of good luck that can't be dreamed of.

Nikolai was a little intoxicated.This allowed him to let go of his doubts about Hayden's strange appearance very easily.

The carriage stopped slowly.

Nicholas opened the door first and got out of the carriage, then turned a blind eye to the warm greetings from the clergy of the Illuminati Society, straightened his back, and shouted loudly: "Marshal Hayden Nafist is here!"

The cleric who was wondering became even more confused.Immediately he saw a blond young man stepping down from his horse.

His smile was so warm and brilliant, like the sun at noon, so dazzling that he couldn't move his eyes away.He is handsome and heroic, and his blue eyes are full of confidence and firmness.

"Marshal Hayden." The clerics quickly saluted him, but they were brooding over the fact that they didn't know when he would get into the carriage.

"I hope my hasty arrival won't cause any trouble for your association." Hayden put his hands in his trouser pockets, preventing the two parties from shaking hands.

The clergyman said: "Of course not. Your arrival proves that the friendship between the Empire and the Society of Light is strong and unbreakable under the guidance of the Goddess of Light."

Hayden smiled noncommittally.

While leading him into the temporary venue, the clergyman winked at the attendant next to him.

So the Pope soon received the news that the Marshal of the Banding Empire came to watch the ceremony in person.

McLone also got the news.Originally, he was slightly displeased that the empire only sent a low-ranking officer to observe the ceremony, but now he has to worry about the identity of the observers.When he was in West Gemo, he was one of the witnesses who had a close relationship between Hayden and Mundra. He didn't think it was too much to describe their situation at that time as sharing life and death.

Therefore, Hayden's appearance at such a scene at such a moment has to make people think too much.

He hesitated to remind the Pope of this.Although the pope was one of the parties involved, he was not sure if the pope remembered the incident.While he was hesitating, he was called to imprison Mundra's shrine.

Mundra was locked in the center by the divine formation, and his hands and feet were handcuffed with the Divine Ring of Light.

The Son of Light who caught a glimpse sat beside him carelessly, playing with his hair curiously.

Also present was Feida.He stood on the other side with a serene and calm expression.Seeing Myron coming in, Feida turned her head and said with a smile, "Marshal Hayden of the Banding Empire has come. His Majesty asked Mundra if he had any last words to tell him."

McLone was startled, then relieved.Apparently the Pope also saw the unusual relationship between Hayden and Mondela.

Mundella still kept his head down, and his right hand was unconsciously scribbling around on the ground.

Feida waited for a while, feeling a little impatient, "There is still more than an hour, you can think about it slowly. If you think about it, tell Mellon."

Seeing him leave, Myron hurriedly bowed.

Not long after Feida left, Mundra's hand stopped suddenly.He raised his head, his eyes fixed on Myron.

McLone said calmly: "Have you thought about it?"

"Do you think he will save me?" Mundra asked.

Macron was taken aback, and quickly replied: "I've never thought about it this way, and I think the Pope did too. Because it's impossible. The God of Light has always been a staunch ally with the Banding Empire, and Marshal Hayden is the most loyal of the Empire." Soldiers, it is absolutely impossible to do anything that will damage the relationship between the God Council and the Empire. Because this will cause very serious consequences."

Mundra said, "How serious is it?"

Mellon said: "Either the empire will expel Marshal Hayden, or the God of Light will break with the empire."

Mundra pursed her lips slightly.

Macron tried to tighten his stomach so that he could squat down and look at Mundra. "Marshal Hayden loves his mother very much. It's well known, so I don't think he would take such a big risk for a friend."

Mundra hung his head.

Mellon said: "If you have something to tell him, I will try my best to convey it." Of course, if it is not good for God, then he is beyond his ability.

Mundra pointed to the divine formation and said, "Remove it."

Myron's face tightened, and he looked at him warily, "What do you want to do?"

Mundella looked at the divine ring in his hand, then at the Son of Light, and finally looked at him lightly.

Macron wondered: "I have to ask for instructions..."

Before he finished speaking, the Son of Light had already taken the first step to move away the stone with the divine power of light placed on the formation.

Seeing the temple suddenly dimmed, Myron stood up nervously, "Child of Light... what are you going to do?!" He said the last sentence to Mundra.

Mundella put on his gloves, took out a headless witch corpse that was green and black from the space bag, placed it horizontally on the ground, then took out a bulging black bag, and carefully took out the head inside , began to sew the head and neck with the front.His movements are quick and nimble like a housewife.

Macron was dumbfounded, while Son of Light watched with relish.

After the witch corpse's head and corpse were re-integrated, Mundra took off the clothes and pants on the witch corpse one by one.

McLone said, "What else do you want to do?"

Mundra ignored him, and after taking off the witch corpse's clothes, he took out a small bottle and a brush, and began to brush the naked witch corpse.

This is so crazy and weird.A necromancer who was about to be burned to death was leisurely brushing the corpse of a witch in the sacred and solemn temple, while the priest of light and the son of light, who were bystanders, just watched helplessly.

It took Mundra more than ten minutes to finish brushing this time.After redressing the naked witch corpse, he dragged the witch corpse to Myron, and handed him a large bottle and a medium-sized brush in front of him.

Malone immediately took a big step back, "I don't like to brush corpses."

"Give it to Hayden for me." Mundra paused, then tilted his head and said, "Let him take good care of it, and it will be brushed every three months."