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The visitor was a tall and thin man in an earl’s uniform. He was obviously indoors, but he was still wearing a tall top hat. There was a monocle on his right eye, and a mustache that was clearly well-kept on his lips. Holding a gentleman's stick in it, while full of aristocratic temperament, it is full of a sense of violation.

"Mr. Angela Fatt, please forgive us for inviting you over here as a guest in a slightly rude manner. I apologize for that."

The other party politely paid Angra a noble courtesy of the Valla Empire, and then seemed to casually put the gentleman's stick in his hand behind the door and hung the cylindrical top hat on the hanger.

Angela narrowed his eyes slightly.

His father trained his eldest brother as the heir, so he didn’t put much energy into Angra. During his limited trips to the capital of Angra, few great aristocrats have been seen, but what is certain is this. People are not those great nobles in his memory.

The opponent's actions looked as if he had just come back from the outside, but he could be sure that the opponent was completely pretending.

After all, even if I had a blindfold on my face when I was carried over, I can still feel a little change in light and shade. From this change, we can understand that this reception room is actually quite far from the door. As a great nobleman, even if it is just now Back, in the process of walking such a long way at home, there will definitely be maids and the like taking away the hat and gentleman stick for him, there is no need to take it into this room.

This kind of pretense is meaningless, but if you guess in a worse direction, it is either that there is something on his top hat and gentleman's stick, or this behavior itself is some kind of weird ritual...

"That's really rough. If you can help me untie this **** rope, I will consider your apology."

"Oh, that's not going to work, Mr. Fart. After all, no one knows if you will untie you, you will suddenly disappear in front of me." The other party didn't seem to hear that Angela was taunting him, using quite In a contrived tone, he said: "But please rest assured, as the nobleman of the empire, you will definitely receive the best treatment. I think you must not mind staying here for a while."

"I thought it would be Mr. Nart who appeared here."

Seeing that the other party didn't seem to be anxious to get information from his side, it seemed that he was planning to sharpen his temperament, Angela also calmed down and began to test the other party.

"Mr. Nart has been sentenced to death for deceiving his Majesty. Oh, this is really a tragedy." The other party's tone was painful, but his attitude was rather indifferent: "I believe Mr. Nart was not intentional, it was just a deception. Everyone gets the punishment they deserve, are you right, Mr. Fart?"

Hey, is this warning me?

Angela, who had suffered a soft knife, was a little upset. He didn't expect that the other party would use his own words to go in this direction. As expected, he was a great nobleman. These guys were dirty when they played with words.

In contrast, there are still sand sculpture players who say something better to get along with...Well, there are also some players who like to be yin and yang on the forum, but because the forum has a real-name mechanism, it is a great offline pk. Simple and straightforward.

Wait a minute, is it possible that you have been with the players for too long, so your social skills have also declined?

Although Angela had many thoughts in his heart, he did not show it on his face, just continued to think about how to draw out useful information.

"Then why don't you let your Majesty talk to me directly? Our Fat family has been Zhongliang for generations. My grandfather has blocked the sword for the emperor and shed blood for the empire. I want to see your Majesty!"

"I will inform your majesty of your request, but before you get permission, I still ask you to stay here. After all, this world is not only rampant with demons, but even the cultists who had been screamed and beaten dare to show up in an open manner... …So dangerous, it’s better to be careful."

With a gentle smile on his face, he continued.

Angela's heart became even more uncomfortable. The cultists in this guy's mouth were undoubtedly criticizing the players of the Game God Church, so that this kidnapping was really ordered by the royal family.

It seems that the Valla Empire has noticed the Church of the Game God.

But this is also normal. It has only been more than ten years since Tierra was destroyed. Naturally, people still remember the weird form of belief at the time. At this time, if you look at the situation of the God of Game Church, you can quickly match it.

Fortunately, Princess Liya and Tierra survivors have not yet been exposed, otherwise the new emperor of Varla would not send someone to kidnap himself, but directly send an army to eradicate the Church of the God of Games.

……Although the Valla Imperial Army, which only lost its troops recently, may not be able to beat the players.

Although he was scolding his mother in his heart, Angela tried to pretend to be calm and nodded: "That's right."

"It's fine if you can understand," the man showed a'comforted' look: "Then start with the most basic question... How did you see that the guy just now was not the main speaker?"

"Because his temperament is not worthy of this building, and he has a strong **** atmosphere, I don't think there will be such a strong smell on a nobleman who has been on the battlefield for a long time." Angela answered casually. .

In addition, there are actually wrong clothes to wear. The calluses on the hands show that the other party uses heavy weapons instead of the ritual swords commonly used by nobles. The walking posture may appear at any time because of the alert. The enemy is so weird, wait...

But now I don't have the meaning of showing my talents, so there is no need to say these.

"That's it, it seems that he has to practice well." The middle-aged man nodded in satisfaction, seeming to be very pleased with Angela's cooperation: "Then let's say something more important."

He looked at Angela and asked sternly: "Is the recent'Church of the God of Games" the church in Tierra in the past? Have you given up your original faith and converted to the God of Games?"

"I remember that the empire did not intend to interfere with the beliefs of the nobility, so there is no need for my personal gods to explain to you? As for another point, sorry, I don't know."

Angela didn't know which level the other party understood, but considering that most words and deeds are a joke to the player, and the ability to keep secrets is quite strong, he decided to take a gamble.

At this moment, the man suddenly walked up to him, sticking out his tongue and licking the face of Angela who was evasive.

"What are you doing?!" Angela exasperated.

"Ah..." The man licked his lips again, watching Angela grinned and said: "This is the smell of a lie, you are lying!"