The Black Scepter

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There was a moment when all the conspiracy was exposed. Murphy never thought that his planning ability was stronger than those politicians who made a living from it every day, so from the beginning he was prepared for how things ended.

It's just that everything seems to be going well so far.

The next day, Murphy limped and brought the wound and mission report deliberately made by Sphinx to the heresy tribunal. In addition to the fact that all his companions were killed in this report, more Describes the specific situation of the voodoo sect, including the evaluation of the strength of high-end combat members, etc., which can be described as genuine value information, and then, Murphy received a mission reward and "waiting for instructions" Notice.

The notice means that Murphys can temporarily take a vacation or take other tasks, and the rewards given by the heretical ruling are not unexpectedly the few books that were most easily reached on the previous wish list, including "The History of the Grand Duchess", "Milan Amnesty Order and "Historical Significance", "Tuscany's Covenant" and other books that introduce the history of the Vatican, except that the "Decreed Collection" with higher authority and the "False Isidor's Collection" proved to be false Get it.

Murphy was glad to accept this. After all, he did not really intend to stay in the ruling place. This time, the task was already a major loss within the ruling place this year, because training a few V-level members is not an easy task. But these things don’t have to worry about Murphys. He just returned to the mansion now to face another invitation from Adeline.

Play against Maso cards?

It is estimated that Adeline will not know that the powerful elders and guards of the voodoo sect and the members killed in the heretical rulings have been produced by Murphys as independent kappa for reference. Connor and Compton He did not take action in the battle, in order to record these data and present them in real data to Murphys-not only for the game, but also to let Murphys see his own shortcomings and the direction of efforts.

For example, the Mussad, who can be transformed into a giant bear, may only be at level V or less in overall strength, but his strength has passed the threshold of level III, and the dark-skinned dragonfly was also recorded by Murphys. All the data of this kind of hopeless advanced to become a dragon-like powerful creature is an extremely important reference for future battles.

Using these things proficiently, his understanding of Marsoka cards gradually deepened, and this guy who was not slow in his mind also gradually recalled it-Adeline was named as an Empire Marsoka player. The player of No. 1 is using a self-made card that he is familiar with. Will he simply tie himself?

He gradually sniffed out a little taste, but he still couldn't think more about the experience.

"Dear Miss Adeline, do you need a game of Masoka?"

Coming to Earl's Court, Murphy made a playful request, and Adeline responded with a smile: "I was originally inviting you to use a basic card to play a game, but I heard that you experienced a thrilling battle. , And I happen to like to listen to stories-so..."

"So I can enjoy a dinner at the Lord's Mansion for free?"

Murphy responded to Adeline, but he was a little vigilant in his heart-the news of the heresy was revealed so quickly?

Adeline nodded in affirmation, eye movements, if it is an ordinary aristocrat, he will surely feel that this noble lady is a good lover who can be developed at any time. Simple-when sitting in the armchair in front of the fireplace, he asked quietly: "Where did Miss Adeline hear the battle I experienced? I think a lowest-level'monitor' except for the hard work of running errands What thrilling content can be told."

"Don't forget that you are in the heretical ruling court in Medici," Adeline smiled softly. "The strategist should consider all the details, right?"

"I missed it. Speaking of it, the lord of the sacred Gabriel empire has more control over the territory than Verdine."

Murphy secretly wiped the cold sweat-he thought that the heresy and the lord should belong to the two lines to draw the line. At this time, he realized that the so-called dark chess and intelligence are really easy for the lord.

So in the next few hours, in addition to telling Adeline the "encounter experience" he had prepared in advance, Murphy also discussed with the Lord Bolton during the dinner "Anecdotes", everything was in harmony until Murphys left in a carriage.

"How crazy does a person need to be as a springboard for heresy?"

Count Bolton didn't seem to be dissatisfied with Murphy's identity, but instead asked with a smile to his daughter-the latter's smart appearance had a sharp and intelligent heart.

"The springboard is not necessarily a springboard. If you don't jump well, you will fall into the abyss. If you can do this, you can only say that he hasn't retreated, right?"

"So that's why I value him. In the face of the ruling, I can still talk and laugh, not to mention the city of Medici. How many peers can the entire empire achieve?"

Earl Bolton reached out and touched the beard of his chin, his smile somewhat unspeakable.

At the moment, Murphys is just a small character struggling in the eyes of countless bystanders, struggling to do everything he can for the seemingly impossible goal, living in a foreign country and all relying on himself, the result of failure is only the bones There is no existence, and his destiny... like countless insignificant dust, may be lost in the vast world at any time.

How long can Ashkandi last?

Murphy, sitting in the carriage holding the scepter, closed his eyes slightly, and when he opened his eyes again, he already made a new decision.

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The Vatican Heretics Tribunal has never noticed that someone in the "hell" deep underground has intruded privately, and the detained terrorist seems to be still hard-mouthed, and today, it has been heard in the Vatican St. Peter's Basilica When the pope was bedridden because of illness, the internal shock of the ruling was surging.

The three giants who obeyed the orders of His Majesty the Pope were not as obedient as stooges, and their power was not inferior to that of the cardinal who was in charge of the diocese. On the day when the news of the Pope’s illness was confirmed, since Ashcandi After being imprisoned, "Hell", who had been deserted, finally had the first batch of formal visitors-speaking, the so-called visits are better to be considered, because the three people who entered the **** are the three giants of the heresy.

The Maxim, known as the "Golden Retriever", the "Medusa" Mrs. Prague, and the "Heavy Hammer" Pening, the three of them walked down the stairs and stood in front of Ashkandi with different expressions.

Maxim is a bald head, and even his eyebrows are shaved. If he ignores the facial features, he can definitely be said to be a duck egg. What is more weird is that his expression is always fixed like an oil painting, and his smile is more scary than the grimace.

"It's such a beautiful beauty. If I came here earlier, it's probably not my turn to clean up her."

The voice is soft, but it makes people shudder.

"leave me alone."

Mrs. Prague has bright ocean-like eyes, elegant chestnut long hair, and a elegant and perfectly matched robe with golden stripes, but her eyes seem to be unwilling to glance below the horizon~www.novelmtl.com ~The body is not full, but with a mixture of green and mature charm, but I have not heard of anyone who can climb the bed of this woman with a terrifying and terrifying temper. The title of "Medusa" is not a reputation. At least, those who opposed her couldn't find a burial place.

Next to the two, the dwarf men who only reached the waist of Mrs. Prague sat sleepy on a hammer about the size of his body, as if coming to the highest-ranking cell in this heretical verdict That's it.

"The new favorite of heretics?"

It was Ashcandy who was imprisoned in the magic circle, with black eyes and a smile, still the aristocratic style of Fording, but the ragged clothes and the heavy black shackles made the atmosphere very depressed.

None of the three people across from her responded. Pan Ning, the dwarf sitting on the hammer, looked up. At this angle, he could see Ashcandi’s deep cleavage, but he didn’t seem to have any extra interest. The black things slammed into the magic circle, and then continued to buckle intently.

"The woman who disrupted the underground order more than three hundred years ago is many years older than my grandmother. I really don't know how an old woman can live to this day."

Mrs. Prague’s face is definitely a noble killer. She is a "pass-kill" class for men. When she comes up, she satirizes Ashcandy in age. For women, this is definitely a problem that cannot be ignored and is extremely sensitive.

"Why, jealous that I look prettier than you?"

Ashcandi's answer did not have any slight waves, "Several of you, speaking of Gabriel, is a good deal. Why can't you think of the old Vatican as a running dog?"

No one will say Ashkandi to say this domineering.