The scouts carried the man and ran past Madeleine, and Madeleine said, "Let me see."

Her profession is "Dark Sword Saint", and she needs to be proficient in swordsman skills and the magic of the junior dark priest. Therefore, she also knows some elementary restoration and detoxification magic.

When Robb was still studying magic props making at the Academy of Magic, once he played with the magic circle and pretended to be seriously injured. Madeleine once came to heal him. (For friends who forgot, please see Chapter 328)

The scout hurriedly placed the poisoned comrade in front of Madeleine.

This man didn't know what poison he was in, his entire face turned green, and he looked dying. If he was not an assassin by profession, he often dealt with poisons and had a certain degree of resistance. Now I am afraid that he has died.

Madeleine quickly finished reciting a primary detoxification incantation, a black magic power wrapped the poisoned scout in it, but the magic power penetrated into the man’s body, and everyone thought that the man would immediately Sit up, but this is not the case.

The man's face was still green and shiny, showing no signs of improvement.

Madeleine frowned: "No, my detoxification technique is too low, he is very poisonous, and I have to find a more powerful priest."

Immediately someone ran to the Knights of the Black Earth and the Knights of the Storm to call the priest!

There were chaplains in the two knights, and dozens of them came in a short while.

Of course, these pastors are all pastors belonging to the Dark Vatican, people from the New Bright Vatican without the Bright Vatican.

A priest stood up and read a mantra to understand poison. Soon, another black magic power surrounded the poisoned person, but the result was the same as before. The scout was still green and dying, and he didn't get any better. Signs.

The pastor laughed awkwardly: "Sorry, I'm... not strong enough."

"Change me!" A dark bishop walked out. The combat power of this rank is equivalent to Elsie, but after he read a detoxification technique, the scout still hummed in pain.

"Hey? Neither can I!" The bishop was startled: "What kind of poison is in him? So strong?"

Now things are in trouble.

Madeleine's face sank: "In other words, he is dead?"

Conte asked innocently next to him: "Is there no more senior pastor?"

As soon as he finished saying these words, Robb pulled him slightly and pulled Contra behind.

This small movement made Kang's vigilant. He followed Robb’s eyes and swept across these pastors, and immediately discovered a small detail. These pastors are not very high in identity. To put it bluntly, they are all ordinary. The little priest, only one person wore the clothes of the bishop, but none of the high-ranking archbishops and cardinals came.

Conte asked in a low voice in a voice that only Robb could hear: "What's the situation? Why is there no senior pastor?"

Robb whispered: "The relationship between Miss Queen and the Dark Vatican seems to be not so good."

Conte understood it all at once.

In name, Miss Queen and the Dark Vatican have a cooperative relationship, but for such an important battle as the "attack of Mondela's Lair", the Dark Vatican actually only came to a bishop-level priest, and none of the higher ones came. It was made clear that she would no longer "fully support" Miss Queen, but only "partially support".

Conte was a little confused: "Why?"

Robb thought for two seconds, then whispered: "Obviously, because we are in Westwind City."

Tang Te still didn't understand: "What's wrong with Westwind City? What does the relationship between the Dark Vatican and Sigram have to do with Westwind City?"

"That's a big deal." Robb sighed in a low voice, "You really are a physics magician. You don't understand such a simple truth... The queen helped Godafather in the Black Dragon Battle, and Godafather was Do you understand the pillars of the New Bright Holy See?"

Conte suddenly realized.

Robb continued: "Maybe it's more than that. The Queen is holding two steel battleships produced by Westwind City in her hand, and she is still customizing the third one, but Godafather did not sell it when the Dark Vatican came to order Westwind City. Give it to them. What do you think the Dark Church will do?"

Conte is not all stupid, but he understands it when he thinks about it: "I will buy it through the Queen."

Robb nodded: "But Westwind City did not receive a new order for the steel battleship from the woman. This shows that the queen has rejected the request of the Dark Vatican to buy a battleship."

Conte understood better now: "The Queen does not want the Dark Church to have warships and wants to limit their strength. Therefore, the Holy See is not willing to send powerful high-ranking priests to help Sigran, and everyone restricts each other."

Robb sighed, "Neither Mondela nor the Holy See of Illumination settled, so what are they fighting about? Really... I don't know what to say, maybe it's because I don't understand politics!"

Conte spread his hands: "I don't understand politics either."

Madeleine’s face was ugly. There was a poisoned subordinate in front of him. It was obvious that as long as a senior pastor was there, he could be saved, but now he could only watch him being tortured to death by the poison. Think about it. But she also knew why there was no strong priest to follow in this troop dispatch. This was what Sigram wanted to maintain the uniqueness and legitimacy of her rule, and she had to insist on it, and she couldn't always rely on the black Vatican that was ill-intentioned.

She was about to say a few words of comfort to the venomous army, such as "Your wife, I will raise it", when she suddenly saw someone walking in front of her and waved to her: "I'm here. Try to detoxify him."

Madeleine glanced intently: "Hey? Mr. Robert? You know how to detoxify?"

Robb shook his head: "I am not a priest, of course I can't detoxify."

Madeleine: "That..."

"But I know how to make medicine." Robb said, "While I was learning how to make magic props, I also did some basic research on alchemy. You see, I walked all the way and picked a lot of herbs. I think I will make those medicines. If you do, it might be able to cure this brother’s poison."

When these words were said, the faces of the group of people next to them were suddenly embarrassed.

The scouts thought to themselves: Do you know what poison is in this man? A plot that even the bishop can't understand. You just did some basic research on alchemy, and then you just picked herbs on the way, can you make this level of antidote? Isn't it a little bit of something...I can't help myself.

Even Kangte couldn't help but yelled: "Brother Robert, you are afraid that it is a bit..."

Robb knew what they were worrying about, and said, "A dead horse can be a living doctor. Anyway, you all said he can't save him."