Chapter 1030 Treatment

"That's good, so I can rest assured."

Although Rody and Alva hadn't met a few times, they chatted especially well. The other party has a straightforward personality, with a Kardashian carelessness, but he is not an anticlimactic Ma Daha. To become a leader in the Frost Dragon Clan, one must have a good head.

"What you promise will be done. It's nothing. Martak is quite dull, but this way I can rest assured that he will take my place."

Alva sat aside as he spoke. He didn't see Blake at all. After all, in the eyes of the Dragon Clan, the "Elder of the Holy Church" was not much different from passers-by. They were just ants that could be crushed to death with just a finger.

"I took a look around just now, and it's really lively below. Almost all the famous guys from the five dragon clans have come, and there are also a few old enemies who insist on comparing quarterly points with me." He shook his head: "It's just a pity. Iscar and the others have encountered such an accident. I want to comfort them, but I don't know if it's appropriate."

A servant brought a hot drink, and Alva took a sip. Roddy smiled and nodded: "They are actually doing well now. If you don't believe me, you can just ask Lord Victor. Kardashian will have a lecture tomorrow. If you are interested, you can go and listen."

"Tsk tsk, I really never thought that I would be able to listen to my sister's lectures in this life." Alva lowered his voice: "She has always resisted such things. When I was in my sixties, my father asked her to go to the Demonstrated a spell in front of other clansmen, but because there were several opponents in this group, she would rather not quarrel with her father... The quarrel was so fierce that she didn't speak to her father for three or four years. In the speeches on the occasion, my father never mentioned the matter of letting her take the stage again."

"Is there such a thing? Then I will ask later..."

"No, once you say it, she must know that I said it, and she might come and beat me up."

Rody and Alva chatted for a long time, but Blake, who was standing beside him, swallowed a few mouthfuls of saliva, because he just realized... Alva's father is Victor, the lord of the Frost Dragon Clan!

The lord's sons and daughters all had a very good relationship with Roddy. With this situation in front of him, Blake realized that he had made a mistake - provoking conflicts between the dragon clan and the human alliance? In this case, if I say a few more words, I will probably end up being directly beaten to death by Alva...

Basta and others who brought me here before, are they deliberately creating an illusion for themselves?

Many absurd thoughts came to Blake's head, but he naturally didn't know that those guys who spoke ill of Rody in front of him were not only beaten up by Roddy, but also dragged back to the territory and imprisoned for fifty years confinement...

There is nothing important about Alva's coming here. He just flew over from Laximan, and he casually talked a few words about the situation there. Generally speaking, everything is stable, but for more topics, he intends to ask Rodi and I'll talk about it when my sister Kardashian has dinner together.

"I've been staying at the Demon Tower for the past half month. I'm mainly busy with my dissertation. Afterwards, I may go to the Eastern Continent on rotation. However, the level of magic in the Kingdom there is too low. It's probably too difficult to do an experiment."

"That's right, I will arrange a laboratory for you at any time here. There is a good tavern in the city. In the evening, we can try the specialties of Houlier City, and we will talk later."

"Okay, then I'll go to the research department to find them."

Alva was very happy, waved his hand and left after speaking. After the door was closed, Black, who had been the background wall for more than ten minutes, seemed to have finally come back to life, and took a deep breath.

However, he didn't even dare to raise his hand to wipe his sweat now. Kneeling directly on one knee, he said in a low voice, "Prime Minister...'Moon God Sect' is completely obeying your orders."

Rody sat back in his seat and said expressionlessly, "Have you figured it out?"

Blake was a "political animal," that is, he would do anything to get his way -- and apparently, he would say anything now in order to survive. As for whether to retain the status of "Pope of the Moon God Sect", he has long since dared not test it.

He understands that he has no bargaining chips now,

It's just fish on a chopping board. The only thing that can be called an "advantage" is the magic displayed by the "Luna Sect"... and these things seem to have little to do with him, the "Pope".

"You go back and continue to be your pope, but all religious activities in the future must be reported to the cabinet. I will appoint four people to serve as priests, and you know what to do."

For the "Holy Meeting", what Rody has to do is not to kill them all. His murderous words before were more about beating the other party. Since Black is willing to obey and cooperate, letting him continue to be a "pope" is actually the most cost-effective way.

Roddy needs the existence of the "Luna Cult" because the divine arts revealed by Panda have surpassed the performance of the Rose Cross. The prime minister hates the "****" to the extreme. What he has to do is to firmly control this sect and treat it as an experimental product.

In other words, Rody intends to control the power of the "Moon Cult" god Strian behind his back.

This may sound outrageous, but under the decree, nothing is impossible—the "Luna Religion" is allowed to spread in a small area, the total number of believers is firmly controlled, the key positions are controlled by their own people, and the "Pope" is completely empty... so The "Luna Religion" naturally would not pose a threat to the kingdom's current rule.

Of course Black understood what he was facing, but now he had no other choice but to admit defeat, so after listening to Roddy's words, he bowed his head obediently: "Yes, Mr. Prime Minister."

"Also, in the future, you can't occupy the streets or squares for group activities. If you want to recite scriptures, you can recite them at home. I don't want to see the Luna Sect use the gimmicks of this festival to gather crowds, understand?"

Rody waved his hand casually: "I'll ask someone to give you a charter later on, what to do and what not to do, you can go and see for yourself."

Black responded repeatedly. He didn't quite understand why Roddy emphasized this point, but the latter didn't explain, just sat there and stopped talking. Lord Shengzhu heaved a sigh of relief, knowing that he had passed the test today, but when he retreated in a low voice, Roddy said: "Go back and let Panda come up."

"Uh... yes, Prime Minister."

He pursed his lips and retreated. Not long after, Panda with a dazed expression came to the door of the laboratory. Rody treated him much better, stood up and said, "Priest Panda, I need your assistance with something."

"Prime Minister please order..."

Unlike Blake, Panda, as a priest of the "Luna Cult", can be said to be supported by a tall man, without much worry on his face. Rody was very satisfied with this, and he said, "I want you to heal a person with magic."

This is not a problem at all, Panda readily agreed, and then followed the prime minister directly to a room not far away.

After walking into the living room, Panda immediately realized who he was going to treat... The young girl in plain white robes in front of her was the nominal ruler of the current kingdom, Sally I.