Anthony Arthur looked at Spiel Mercado solemnly, and said solemnly: "Do you know who the mysterious group of people fighting the Snow Demon King is?"

"I knew you were here to investigate that group of mysterious people. It's a pity that I didn't know. I don't care who the group is?" Spiel Merck said lightly.

"I have news about you. In exchange, you tell me the identity and origin of the group."

Spiel Merck's expression changed, and the news that the Templars could exchange must be very important. It is about himself, he is thinking about whether to tell the information of the masons.

After half a minute, he said, "It's very likely that it's the masons' association."

"Most likely? This is not the answer I want." Anthony Arthur frowned.

"I'm just an old man aged at home now, and I don't care about the outside world." Spiel Merck said lightly.

"Really, you will be willing to retire and live with this residual life?" Anthony Arthur sneered at Spiel Mercedor's words, and seemed to know him well.

"Whether you believe it or not, death is like this."

"If that's the case, then forget it." Anthony Arthur turned and was about to leave.

Spiel Mukdo had a gloomy expression, and finally stopped Anthony Arthur, he said solemnly: "90% is the Masons Association, the lower part of Fossa City, there was a Tumaha witch before, she Fortunately, I got a crystal of origin. I went to see it out of curiosity, and I met the group and fought with them.

The other party is a powerful lightning-type superhuman with strong physical strength, and then a stronger spiritual-type supernormal person came. Fortunately, they didn't want to make trouble, so we left without leaving me, so I can't be completely sure of their identities. "

"Powerful thunderbolt superhumans and spiritual superhumans. Your guess is the third mason Martin Sagro and the third blacksmith Seti Nanbo?"

Spiel Merck nodded more.

Anthony Arthur touched his chin and glanced at Spiel Mercado: "They didn't look for you."

"I hid very well at the time, and I used the most common secret techniques. They didn't know my identity." Spiel Merck said lightly.

"Can it be exchanged?"

Anthony Arthur looked at Spiel Mercado calmly, and the two sides looked at each other like this, and the atmosphere in the study suddenly fell into a strange silence.

"Are you suspecting that it was me who shot?" Spiel Merck said with a frown.

"There is a possibility, after all, your words are possible." Anthony Arthur said blankly.

Spiel Merck shook his head and laughed, and his eyes turned grim for a moment: "You look down on me too much. The injuries you caused me back then are still there, and they are still aching."

Anthony Arthur said calmly: "If you weren't decisive enough and cruel enough to yourself, do you think you could stay in Fossa City for so long?"

Spiel Merck snorted coldly, and then said gloomily: "I told you everything I know. If you want to say it, say it, if you don't want to say it, please leave."

A smile appeared on Anthony Arthur's face, a bit of a schadenfreude smile, and he said, "I'll tell you, it's not good news for you."

Spiel Merck frowned.

"Berube escaped."

"What?" Spiel Mercedo lost his color in an instant. It's hard for an old fox like Spier Mercedor who has seen everything to make him lose his temper so much.

It can be seen that the so-called Beirub has a great origin to make Spiel Merck so gaffe.

"Isn't he imprisoned in the blood cell, in the deepest cell, where no one can escape? How could he be escaped?" Spiel Merck tried hard to keep himself calm, but he couldn't calm down. .

"Someone helped him. The Ghost King helped him escape from prison. They planned for at least ten years. The prison robbery was too fast to stop it." Anthony Arthur said.

"Ghost King, **** it, I knew that guy wouldn't die so easily." Spiel Mercedo lost his temper again.

"Didn't you catch them?"

"no."

"Damn."

"Berubu hates you deeply. The reason why he was arrested back then was that you betrayed him. Now that he has escaped from prison, it is estimated that you are the one who wants revenge the most." Anthony Arthur said solemnly.

Spiel Merck's face was as black as ink.

The Hand of God Beirub Akhan, one of the archbishops of the Gospel Church, one of the highest forces of the Gospel Church, was the bishop under his command back then.

When Spear Merck was arrested, in order to save his life, he confessed to Beirub Akhan, which led to Beirub Akhan being arrested because the Federation wanted to dig up his secrets and imprisoned him secretly in the Federation. The strongest prison - the blood prison.

Unexpectedly, Beirub Akhan was actually rescued.

And the person who rescued him was also a strong man in the Gospel Church, Mar Ba.

Before he joined the Gospel Church, he was a powerful evil spirit. After being conquered by the Gospel Church, he became a Church Knight, and the Church gave him a resounding title - Holy Knight, which has been restored since he was wanted by the Federation. Ghost King.

"How much strength does Beirubu have left over the years?" Spiel Merckdo asked.

"Ten don't exist one. In order to prevent accidents, we destroyed the nerves of his limbs, and the important magical energy circuits in the body were blocked with holy silver. The holy silver has already penetrated into his body, and his body has long since decayed. The holy seal that was also planted on the top, unfortunately he untied it, and it must have hurt his soul." Anthony Arthur said.

Spiel Mercedo breathed a sigh of relief, he paced back and forth: "He will not be willing to become a cripple, he will definitely find a way to regain his strength~lightnovelpub.net~ Such a serious injury, want to Recovery is basically impossible unless he is willing to give up his body and become an evil spirit."

"There is another way." Spiel Murkdo said gloomily.

Anthony Arthur looked at him calmly.

Spiel Mercado suddenly looked at Anthony Arthur and widened his eyes: "Are you deceiving me on purpose?"

"Berubu didn't escape from prison, right?" Spiel Merck said gloomily.

Anthony Arthur shook his head: "He did escape and escaped, it's a fact. Believe it or not, I don't want to lie to you. All I want is to get him back, I need his place. "

Spiel Murdoch remained silent, walked to the desk, picked up a cigar, and lit it silently, puffing up clouds of smoke by himself, thinking seriously.

Anthony Arthur did not speak, quietly waiting for his decision.