Chapter 294 I Want to Be a Good Person

Hearthstone Tavern.

Joshua sat on the chair in the study and stretched, and patted his sore shoulders.

"Miss Ciri, I suggest that you change your clothes elsewhere." Joshua looked at Ciri who was standing in the room.

The spellcaster lady took off her mage robe and coat as soon as she entered the study, showing off her beautiful figure wantonly.

"The bathroom, Ino, is in use now... It rained all day today, and it's just a mage's robe."

Ciri straightened her long, wet hair. At this moment, Ciri suddenly noticed a crow standing by the window, tilting its head and staring at the scenery in the study.

"She...shouldn't be able to take pictures in the state of a crow, right?" Ciri asked, pointing at the crow.

The crow waved its wings and landed inside the study room. A dark gleam shrouded the crow's body. When the light dissipated, a dark elf stood beside the window.

"Without hands, of course you can't use a camera."

The dark elf raised his hands to show Ciri that he was innocent, and with the figure of this spell caster lady, no one would buy any photos even if they really took them.

"Do I... need to avoid it?"

When Shirley was alone with Joshua, she was already familiar with joking with Joshua unscrupulously.

But the appearance of the Dark Elf meant that she had some information to tell Joshua...

"No need, it's not important information."

Joshua picked up a record book on the desk, which registered all the contestants who passed the world's audition for singers, and the last one was the contestant named Home.

"Your Highness Joshua, I have already investigated the identity of that Holm. He was born in a poor human family on Squirrel Street. He joined the black pigeons when he grew up, but his status among the black pigeons is the lowest... It’s the kind of dispensable peripheral personnel.”

A raw spar appeared in the dark elf's hand. After she injected magic power into the raw spar, several photos appeared in front of Qiao Xiu's eyes.

"The underground prison he mentioned is a kind of... special ceremony held in the underground of Squirrel Street. Most of the participants are orcs and goblins, but he has the experience of winning the ceremony of the underground prison several times."

When Qiao Xiu took the original crystal from the dark elf's hand, he briefly glanced at the photos recorded in it, and soon saw a baby in a dilapidated swaddle.

"What's the matter with this baby?"

"The baby girl adopted by Home, according to the rumors of other people on Squirrel Street, it is said that a demon girl threw it on the street." The dark elf said.

"Demon race?"

Qiao Xiu stared at the photo for a while, and found that there was indeed a small bump on the baby girl's forehead, which might grow horns in the future.

"Horned forehead? Horned demon?" Joshua searched the memory of the third prince, and found that the baby girl was far from the horned demon.

The Horned Demon is a monster with the head of a sheep and the body of a sphinx. In the Demon World, there are only two races that have a similar appearance to humans. One of them is a succubus, and the other...

"Could this baby girl be a Chaos Demon?" Joshua thought of a terrifying possibility.

"Chaos demon? His Highness Joshua, do you need me to bring her...back to the Demon Realm?" the dark elf asked.

The Chaos Demon family cherishes their own people very much. A Chaos Demon wandering in the human world, the second princess Cecily, who was far enough away in the Demon Realm, sent a whole team of monitors to bring him back to the Demon Realm.

"It's not necessary for the time being, you can send someone to protect their safety, and now Squirrel Street is our territory."

Joshua took out two already written letters from the desk, and returned the raw spar and the two letters to the Dark Elf.

"This is your second task. The world's chanters will officially start the day after tomorrow. Of course, there are contestants and audiences. There are two tickets in this letter. Please pass it on to the two who came from afar. friend'."

The dark elf took the letter without saying a word, and glanced briefly at the address written on the letter.

The address clearly says Nolan Holy Light Church.

"His Highness Qiao Xiu wants to invite those two legion commanders from the Kingdom of the Holy Order?" The dark elf glanced at the signature on the letter and couldn't help asking.

"No, I only intend to invite a legion commander and...a bishop." Joshua turned the list of contestants to the page with Liya's name on it, "They sent me a master opera I have to express that the two tickets are just a small gesture."

"I thought His Highness Joshua would give me the task of assassinating them." The dark elf put away the two letters. She had been monitoring the people from the Kingdom of the Holy Church for a long time.

The hatred for the Inquisition has spread to the entire Kingdom of the Holy Order. If Qiao Xiu's plan had not been taken into account, the dark elves might have taken the first step and killed all the envoys from the Kingdom of the Holy Order.

"Thank you for controlling your hatred, Miss Thousand Faces, and I don't think killing one or two priests can destroy the whole country." Qiao Xiu said.

"destroy…"

After the dark elf murmured this word softly, he turned into a crow and flew into Nolan's night.

………………

The dark elf landed outside Nolan's chapel in the form of a crow. She was just about to transform back into a human form, and when she placed the two letters where the legion commander and the bishop could see them, a voice came from inside the church. The sound of quarreling.

"Master Liya must return to the Holy City as soon as possible... This is an order from the Holy Light Council!"

"Parliament? Why should I obey the orders of those little guys."

The dark elf flapped its wings and landed silently by a window, staring at the view inside the church.

The girl named Liya was confronting a crusader's legion commander, who was holding a contract that exuded the breath of holy light.

"Your going out this time is already the greatest grace under the Pope's crown, but after you came to Nolan, you chose to participate in the ceremony held by the devil..."

The dark elves stood outside the window and listened quietly to their argument. Judging from what the legion commander said, the nun named Liya had already committed a crime worthy of being sent to trial.

"What if I say no?"

"Forgive me for being rude, Lord Liya, but I can only bring you back to the holy city by force."

The grey-haired old regiment commander's relationship with Sister Liya is not like a guard and a master, but like a jailer who watches over the prisoners and doesn't want them to escape.

At least from the perspective of the dark elves.

The nun sensed the threatening tone in the voice of the legion commander, and the expression on her face looked a little gloomy.

"Kroger, it seems that your loyalty to the Pope has made you forget who gave you your current status." The nun said in a low voice.

"I... am only loyal to the Kingdom of the Holy Order. You have already been threatened by the Chaos Demon in Nolan. Losing Lady Liya will be a disaster for the entire country."

The old army commander hadn't finished speaking when a strange figure suddenly appeared from the shadow behind him.

Vulture... is also one of the legion commanders of the Crusaders.

The vulture, who appeared from the shadows, deliberately suppressed his aura, but the old legion commander still noticed someone behind him.

"Vulture! What do you want!"

"Don't worry, old guy."

The moment the vulture was discovered, the vulture rushed up, clenched his left hand into a fist, and hit the legion commander's abdomen with the sound of air being torn apart.

The legion commander had maintained a half-kneeling position on the ground from just now, but he quickly reacted and blocked the vulture's attack with his hands.

The price of resisting is that there are a lot of cracks on the ground on which the soles of his feet are stepping.

At this moment, the vulture's other hand swung suddenly, and a large amount of pure white powder rushed towards the aged legion commander. It was too late for him to hold his breath.

Inhaling a large amount of this powder made him feel drowsy. When he tried to mobilize the power of the holy light in his body to dispel the drowsiness, he found that the magic power had been blocked at some point.

"I just want you to sleep peacefully." The vulture's voice flooded into his ears when he fell into a coma, but he relied on his strong willpower to prop up his body and looked at the side standing beside him. The expressionless saint Holoria.

"His Royal Highness..."

"Have a good night's sleep, Kroger... You can go back to the holy city when you wake up, and I will go back together." Hororia said.

He wanted to say something more, but the words got stuck in his throat and he fell to the ground and passed out.

The radiance in the hand of the Holy Maiden Herolia flashed, and the magic power of the holy light attribute that was blocked inside the church began to flow again.

The vulture moved his wrist, and he was slightly relieved to feel the magic power in his body reawakened.

"My lord Liya, how should I explain to Bishop Darko and your guardian knight Misai?"

"Missai...she already knew about it, Darko found any reason for what he said, and Kroger was temporarily thrown into the ruins of the teleportation array underground."

After Gloria finished speaking these orders, she looked towards a window of the church.

"And greet the guests outside the window for me, she has witnessed all this."

"guest?!"

The vulture was startled suddenly by Holoria's reminder, and he didn't feel that there was anyone outside the window at all.

But he had to believe the order of the saint. The golden inscription overflowed from the vulture's hand. The inscription culture was for the bow and arrow made of brilliance. middle.

"Run away." The brilliance on Vulture's hand disappeared, ready to chase the eavesdropper back.

"Stop it, that's a guest, she wants to leave, and we don't need to keep her."

Gloria looked at the few jet-black feathers that fell from the shattered window, and there were two letters mixed in the feathers.

She waved slightly, and the letter flew directly into her hand.

"Invitation letter for the auditorium? Maybe... that Chaos Demon is friendlier than I imagined, or... cunning?"

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