Duke of Grief

　　 "I believe you already know the reason why I called you in."

The head maid of the sad wind family sat on the throne, looked around, and said heavily: "No matter what we think about on weekdays, but I hope that we can work together now, otherwise the abyss will really invade the sad wind collar, None of you can leave!"

　　Because the threat in the maid’s words was too obvious, the self-holding nobles could not help but frown.

　　 They dismissed and carelessly the words of the maidservant, can the abyss invasion be casually talked about? Who only believes in things other than fools who rely on speculation?

　　The bishop of the Church of the God of Glory is worried, "Maidservant grows up, do you mean what you said?"

　　 The maid picked up a piece of information on the table, and then asked the bishop rhetorically: "Bishop Holt, has Pastor Gaylord ever reported this to you?"

　　Bishop Holt fell silent, just like the bishops of other churches.

　　 "Wait! Are you telling the truth?"

　　The nobles could no longer calm down. All the indifference used to decorate their arrogance disappeared with the silence of Bishop Holt, and even a nobleman got frightened to clap the table.

　　The knights standing in this meeting room nodded and bowed their eyebrows, without exceeding the moment, but some knights had a sarcastic smile on the corner of their mouths.

　　 The nobleman sat down hurriedly after discovering his gaffe, but his face was still uncertain.

The maid said with her eyes open, "I remember I said it from the beginning, "No matter what we do on weekdays, but I hope we can work together now," are you all deaf? !"

　　 The maid patted the table and angered these stubborn old guys.

　　 There are very few young men among these mages and nobles. Baron Naheim sat there without saying a word, but neither the nobility, the knights, nor the bishop ignored his meaning.

"you this--"

　　 A grumpy middle-aged nobleman had just raised his cane, and a hot ray flew over his ears, and the burnt hair gave off a burning smell.

Half a step back, the calf touched the chair, and the sweaty middle-aged nobleman sat down helplessly, staring blankly at the mad eyes of the maidservant, lowering his head, his lips trembling and he was afraid to say anything more. .

　　 The maidservant glanced around. The aristocratic nobleman who had just done nothing had just looked as usual as before, but he did all kinds of small movements uncomfortably, which revealed their inner uneasiness.

Because when the menstrual period comes early, you still need to face such a group of guys. The maid’s mood is naturally not good. After glaring at the group of guys, the white-faced maid chief picked up the information on the table again. Angrily said: "The meeting continues!"

"Because of Baron Naheim’s self-intelligence, we have lost a lot of time, so next I hope that you can work together to mobilize all the forces to investigate the traces of demons. And the bishops of the major churches, I hope you can Send some clergy to help us complete these tasks. When necessary, I also hope that the Church of the God of Glory and the Church of the God of Justice can send paladins to assist us in tragic leadership. I wonder if the two bishops can bear it?"

The two bishops nodded and agreed without thinking: "This kind of fight against evil is naturally possible. We can send all the priests and paladins to help you, but this matter should not be disclosed, otherwise it may affect the sadness. The wind collar works normally, so..."

"No!" The maid shook her head. "I have my plan for this matter. The tragic wind has led to internal security for too long. The people have lost their due vigilance and sense of urgency. I will use this to warn them. Or they may become the blood sacrifice offering next time."

"And devil believers and cultists dig a big nest, if I set a real, accurate news about devil believers and cultists as a gold coin, and post it on the bulletin board, I am afraid I will not find it Their trail?" The maid glanced at the nobles and sneered: "They don't know how terrible the power of the people is!"

No matter how angry she was in the hearts of the nobles, she stood up and said: "This emergency meeting is over. I hope you can work together. If the door of the abyss is summoned, none of you can run away!" By the way, when I left, I also dragged the guy away—"

　　 The maid pointed at Baron Naheim, scornfully and conspicuously revealed: "It's really shameful!"

　　 After collecting some of the information on the table, Edith nodded to them and left the meeting room behind Serena.

　　 After pushing the door away, Edith saw the maid's long face leaning against the wall, her right hand covering her abdomen.

　　 Five fingers grasped the material in his arms, and Edith asked with concern: "Sister Serena, are you okay?"

　　 The maid shook her head, "It's okay, let's go, let's go back."

Although 　　 said so, the maid was still pale, and her palms covered her abdomen subconsciously.

　　Ittis suddenly felt distressed about this superficially strong woman. It can be said that her current grief collar was created by her hand, even when her father was alive.

　　Itis was thinking, what drove her to do this because of her brother? Is it because of her identity?

　　 is so talented, even if he goes to the capital, it is not difficult to become His Majesty's aides. Even being a woman to become the Prime Minister of the Kingdom is not impossible. In particular, Sister Serena also has strong personal strength.

　　 So Edith was very puzzled, what was the reason that made Sister Sina manage the sad wind leader to the present day, and guarded this territory which had nothing to do with her regardless of tiredness.

　　With doubts and longings in his heart, Edith followed behind Serena and walked towards the office, because there are still many things to do next.

　　…………

　　 "What? Demon?"

　　 After hearing the apprentice translation from the Church of the God of Knowledge~www.NovelMTL.com~ several businessmen screamed in unison, and attracted the attention of the tragic leaders who had already seen strange things around them.

　　 "Yes, yes!" The apprentice is also a little scared. "And he is still a temptation demon, that is, a monster that is as strong as a beast, but can disguise himself with magic, and likes to deceive people with lies and illusions."

　　 Several businessmen looked at each other, and the leaders who got an affirmative answer were suddenly upset that there was a demon in their territory.

"But..." The apprentice glanced at the bulletin board again, and there was a fiery flash in his eyes. "The maid grower also said that if he can provide a message about the demon believer or cultist, as long as the message is true, it can be Get a gold coin."

　　A gold coin, he can only get a dozen copper coins for a month.

　　 The uproar around the crowd seemed to be choked, and the voice disappeared, and the bulletin board became extremely quiet.

　　 "What did you say? A gold coin?" A civilian asked him again to confirm that what he heard was true, "as long as he can provide a message, can he get a gold coin?"

The apprentice nodded. "Yes, as long as you can provide an accurate message, you can get a gold coin. This is said by the maid’s grown-up, and the city hall has specially added a reception window. I visited this morning. This is real!"

　　Everyone looked at each other, although some were unbelievable, but at the next moment, everyone was scrambling to run towards the city hall.

　　Although civilians have very vague concepts of “demon believers” and “cultists,” they care about the gold coin. If their news is true, they can get the gold coin...