The Secret Journey Begins with Becoming a Pirate

Although Archduke Drol is the master of the entire Nawest, he still has to be subject to some things.

Such as the temple.

Theocratic power is greater than the royal power. This is a helpless thing.

In the new continent, whoever has the power will have the final say. Who makes the **** of order the true master of the Hutt Empire?

Although he is not very old, he already has some gray hair on his head, and he appears to be at least ten years older than his actual age.

Sitting in a large office in the Black District, the desk is full of documents. Sitting blankly.

This is his job and the price to be paid to become a qualified duke.

The door suddenly rang, and without lifting his head, he said softly:

"Come in."

The door quickly opened, and the footman with a white wig walked in silently, and said softly: "My lord, the time is up. Your Excellency Bishop Benjamin Mitchell invites you to the temple. The invitation to the temple is not late. "

Duke Droll raised his head and glanced at the clock opposite, nodding slightly with his expression unchanged.

He slowly got up from his seat and sorted out the clothes he had ironed on him.

"The carriage is ready. Lord Duke." The footman bowed slightly and said respectfully.

...

At noon, a gorgeous carriage stopped outside the Temple of Order.

The four white horses stayed neatly in place.

Archduke Drol slowly got off the large carriage and stepped into the temple.

When he followed the melodious bell of the temple into the auditorium of the temple, Bishop Mitchell had just stepped into the auditorium.

"His Excellency Mitchell. May order be with you." Archduke Drol lowered his head, and his fingers hit his chest four times to form the shape of a balance of order.

Mitchell replied with the same etiquette. Whispered:

"Order will take care of you."

The two did not talk about their parents' shortcomings afterwards. Bishop Mitchell said straightforwardly:

"Your Excellency Drol is invited to come today to explain to your Excellency what happened yesterday. This matter cannot be announced to the public. It is safe only in the presence of God."

Obviously, Grand Duke Drol knew that the degree of confidentiality of the matter should be the highest, and his tone contained understanding and calmness, and he said:

"It should be. This is exactly what I want to know."

He sat in the middle of the auditorium, following the sign of Bishop Mitchell. The statue of the **** of order in the innermost hall of the auditorium can be seen.

Bishop Mitchell sat beside him sternly, and said in a low tone:

"Yesterday's trial was successful. The anti-will plan was completely broken. The catch is that from the scene, two anti-will members escaped."

His tone was suddenly low, and he continued:

"Unfortunately, Sergeant Jason of the Transcendent Incident Handling Department was also shot dead in the battle."

He used shots, not sacrifices. Archduke Drol certainly understood what this meant, and nodded clearly.

"It's a pity." He sighed, and continued to listen to Bishop Mitchell.

"In the trial, Reverend Aiken Mitchell, Reverend Horrington Marcoto, Reverend Martin Palavicini made outstanding contributions, Officer Florian, Officer Ron, Officer Wilson It played an important role."

"A warrior played an important role in the trial. Of course, it was also his mistake that gave the anti-volunteers a chance to escape. Someone in the police station knew him. Claiming to be Captain Jack. In fact, his name is Elok Fassma. . Is the son of Rich Fasma."

"The temple decided to award them a Medal of Honor in recognition of their outstanding contributions in this trial."

His wording is very interesting, using outstanding contributions to the temple personnel, government personnel are an important role, and citizens such as Elok are an important role.

Speaking of this, Bishop Mitchell will not go further, and I believe that Droll will also make a concrete statement.

Sure enough, after a few seconds of meditation, Grand Duke Droll said:

"It's a pity that Sheriff Jason has died. It is more appropriate to add a canonization as a baron. I believe this will also be explained to his family."

He didn't want to talk about the scandal, it was the most appropriate way. Who would have trouble with the dead?

"Regarding the contribution of the Judgment Hall to Droll City, due to the fact that the priests cannot be knighted, I would like to issue medals of honor and material rewards instead." This is because the Kafka royal family does not want to give the priests of the temple substantive rights. Manipulate politics, so and the rules of the temple.

"As for the mysterious incident handling department's contribution to this incident, it is more appropriate to give extraordinary rewards."

"As for that warrior, although he made outstanding contributions, he also made some mistakes. I think the bounty is a good choice."

After he finished speaking, he nodded to Bishop Mitchell, hoping that this answer sheet would satisfy him.

"It should be so." Bishop Mitchell first nodded affirming Duke Droll's statement.

Then, she frowned slightly and said softly:

"Because of this trial, the Extraordinary Incident Handling Department has also become a breakthrough and one of the factors in the fermentation of the incident. I think it is necessary to plug this loophole in order to ensure the safety of the entire people of Nawest."

"This is God's biggest concern!" He finally said.

Speaking of this from Bishop Mitchell, it is already a very strong accusation.

Hearing this, Grand Duke Droll's face rarely had an unusual look, and he reluctantly squeezed out a smile, echoing:

"We should reflect on this accident. We must not let the inside become a breakthrough."

"Yes, this is what the temple hopes to do. Maybe some monitoring mechanisms should be added. This should be very helpful to fill the loopholes." Bishop Mitchell agreed and made comments.

A flash of anger on Grand Drew's face, and there was silence for a few seconds. I also hope to fight for the final rights for the Transcendental Affairs Division. Said:

"I think that the professionalism of the two institutions should be reflected. The incidents of infidels and cultists are the professional field of the temple."

"Because of this. I think it is necessary to plug the loopholes. This is what God wants." A smile appeared on Bishop Mitchell's face.

After a long silence, Grand Duke Drol forced a smile on his face and said:

"It should be."

When Grand Drew returned to the manor, he picked up the wooden one-handed sword. Wielding frantically in the martial arts room.

Although the expression remained unchanged, the whole body exudes a haze.

Constantly shouting in my heart.

Damn temple! !

Get involved in everything.

He also used God to crush me. Can you represent God? ? ?

The fierce voice continued for a long time.

After that, Duke Droll walked out of the martial arts room with some messy hair.

He spoke to a valet at the door in a gentle manner and said:

"Let Count Otto come over to my manor. I will wait for him in the study. Then I will change into a formal dress."

Afterwards, he slowly turned around and walked silently to the study on the same floor.

. . . . . .

After a while, the carriage of Count Otto's house slowly appeared in the Duke's Manor, and simply stopped downstairs in the four-story building in the center of the manor.

He stepped into the building and came to the door of the duke's study.

At the door, the waiter knocked on the door of the room and smiled politely, took off his bowler hat, and opened the door to enter.

"Lord Duke." He first greeted politely.

But looking at the Duke who was smoking a cigar, it seemed a little depressed~www.wuxiaspot.com~ With a smile on his face, he walked to the chair opposite to Droll and sat down calmly, waiting for the words of Droll.

In fact, in terms of the relationship between the two of them, there is no need to be so cautious. Judging from the fact that he dared to sit down without an order, it was not the first time that the two had talked like this.

"Have you heard?" Grand Duke Droll breathed out a puff of smoke and said in a deep voice.

Before Count Otto could answer, he said to himself: "The temple must intervene in the government's extraordinary incident handling department."

"I have nothing to do. It is indeed our mistake."

"This is just the first step. In the future, we may have to intervene in the affairs of the army. From the West, Cherancy can see their plans."

Facing such words, Count Otto comforted and said:

"Don't say these frustrating words, Chelancian is because he is next to Kebri. Let them go if the temple is willing to take responsibility. Let's say something else."

"Others?" Drol seemed to be in a better mood because of his friend's arrival, with a sincere smile on his face, asked:

"Tell me about your Lorna? Have you found someone who is satisfied?"

This question is the most difficult question for Count Otto. Obviously he has a taste of ridicule Otto.

Unexpectedly, Count Otto heard this question but seemed to be happy.

Opened his mouth and said:

"Don't tell me, it's true. It's the son of your history consultant."

Grand Duke Drol suddenly lost his face and asked:

"Elok Fasma?"

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