Establishing a full-scale alliance with Fortune Theology is something Emma has always wanted to do.

But in the Temple of the Storm, the maiden is more symbolic than actual rights. If in peacetime, you resign as a maiden and become a little man beside Beta, even if there is some dissatisfaction in the teaching, the opposition will not be too loud.

But now is the storm of the Temple of Storms, if she left like this, the morale blow to the Temple of Storms will be how big, she can fully imagine.

It is even very likely to be the fuse of the destruction of the Storm God.

Emma couldn't do such a thing.

But if it is a theological decision and an alliance with the wealth theology, and she is left as a diplomat, then she can be quite upright and use public affairs to do small actions that suit her mood.

Back in her room, a maid who served her all year round asked, "Sir, what is so happy?"

The maid knew that her maiden was actually very good at talking.

"Is it so obvious?"

Emma stood in front of the mirror, a charming young girl in the mirror, with a bright smile on her face.

In Ragu County, Beta really took Judy and Angie away from the manor. Even the members of the Silverwing Mercenary Regiment were taken away. The manor is now empty.

The old paladin looked gloomy at the empty manor.

He didn't expect that the other person really abandoned the manor. This manor is not very large, but how can it be worth no more than two or three hundred gold coins.

Moreover, the manor represents his own industry, but this person said that if he gave up, he could give up, without any clues. This was completely beyond his expectation of things, and it was even more out of his grasp of things.

A paladin ran next to him: "Bright saint, the target is out of town."

The old paladin muttered, "I see."

A little irritable.

Standing in place for a while, the strong sunlight at noon was on him, and the bright ability in the sunlight made his mood gradually calm down.

Then he went to the city's mansion and reported his name.

After a few meetings, the city owner met him.

In the spacious living room, the owner of the old city is dressed in Chinese clothes. Although the person is old, there are two points of power under the background of Chinese clothes.

The old paladin was only in white armor, but he had crushed the city owner wearing a Chinese suit on his temperament.

"Citylord, we may have to move away." The old samurai warrior said scary words: "Your territory may be covered by evil spirits from now on."

The city owner's look was a little unsightly. After hearing this, his expression was almost distorted.

"The evil **** is caused by your bright temple. You are not responsible for solving it. Now come to tell me that my territory is finished? Did all of your bright gods grow up eating shit?"

The harsh growl hummed the old paladin's ears.

When the old samurai heard this, his face was also very unpleasant: "We have done our best, and besides, this may not be caused by our bright gods. Lord, you better pay attention."

"I pay attention to the fart." The Old Town Lord jumped up with anger. "This is my territory. I want you to teach the Bright Temple here because you are not in trouble, but now you actually brought me all the evil gods. "What happened is that, instead of being irresponsible, you have also told me that I have to give up my territory. Do you treat me as an idiot, or are you an idiot?"

If it is normal, the old town owner would not dare to talk to a samurai, but now, if it is a matter of death or death of his territory, he is not afraid, and he must fight for it.

The old paladin frowned.

I have to say that some men get older when they look at it, and this old samurai is also the same. Although it is just frowning, it has a taste of breeze and thin bones.

It is true that the words of the old city owner are not good, but the old samurai also understands that the other party makes sense.

The spirit of the evil **** is in the temple of light ... This is the yellow mud falling crotch, not **** or shit.

This pot, even if the Bright Deity does not want to carry it, he has to carry it.

"This thing really has nothing to do with our bright deity." Although it is an established fact, the old saint warrior still wants to fight for it: "Our temple is also a victim. It may be better to check. Who is there recently? Preach for evil gods. "

"Don't break the topic." The old city owner is not stupid, and his old face is a little red. "If there is a mission from an evil god, then it should not come to the address of your bright temple. I warn you here, if you do n’t The matter was resolved, even if Rago County was destroyed, you should never try to continue preaching in Manoline. "

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Then the old paladin was driven out of the city's capital.

Although the Kingdom of France is the back garden of the Temple of Light, in the eyes of ordinary people, they can be regarded as covering the sky with one hand, but in the eyes of the great aristocracy, it is just a force like a royal family.

The doctrine of the Light Temple, to persuade the people to work hard and teach them to respect and humble, is very good for their rule, so they also welcome the Light Temple to teach in their territory.

As long as there is no powerful army in the temple.

But if the temple of light becomes the source of the 'blight', then nobles will no longer be willing to let the temple of light stay on their territory.

Raggo County is not a big city, and the old town owner doesn't have much strength.

However, the old town owner's home is directly under the Tajing lord, and the old town lord is a by-line.

If Lagou County is really destroyed by the spirit of evil spirits, the old city owner fled back to his home and told about it. Later, the temple of light wants to preach missions in Tajing, it will be more difficult.

Out of the city's main mansion, the old paladin felt extremely aggrieved.

His combat effectiveness is strong, but not better than the legendary level. He can do things right or off-line, or he can disregard his shame. In theory, things should be done without any disadvantages.

It's just that a young man simply doesn't eat the one that he always sells.

Then the old town owner ignored the reputation of his samurai at all, but just determined that the matter of evil spirits was created by their bright temple.

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It's such a shit. The old samurai wrinkled his face and was distressed, he had known that he would not blend in this time.

"What to do next, Lord Nosinghan?"

The next lieutenant asked.

"What can we do? We don't have the ability to purify the breath of evil gods." The old samurai sighed: "Apply to the sanctuary for help, maybe the maiden has to move."

The lieutenant nodded and walked aside and assigned the man to report back the news.

At this point the sun was about to set, and the burning cloud next to the sunset looked like red amber.

"what a shame."

The old paladin muttered softly.