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"Jerrod." Danielson leaned against the sofa with a comfortable expression, "You think too much."
He understood why his best friend had such concerns.
In the continent of Thor, betrayal and selling out are the norm.
What Gerald was worried about was that among the hundreds of city lords, there might be someone who would ask other city lords to hold back the Saint level while he escaped.
But this time it's different.
The royal family was determined to take their lives, and not resisting would mean death.
Lake's routes to go abroad are all through the territories of the two grand dukes. Their city lords did not come to the royal capital and were all stationed in the city. Naturally, fleeing to a neighboring country has become a luxury.
All city lords are aware of this, and they will not harbor any fluke mentality, thinking that maybe they will be lucky enough to escape the pursuit.
As for why Danielson is so confident, the reason is simple.
This kind of idiot can never become a high-level professional.
One of the hard requirements for being a city lord is that one's professional level must be at least high-level, that is, a magician or a great knight.
Anyone who can climb to this height must have gone through the maze and experienced countless life and death experiences.
In the continent of Thor, you can despise the professionals for their mean character, you can mock the professionals for their moral corruption, and you can also curse the professionals for being cold-blooded and ruthless.
But we should not mistakenly think that professionals are cowardly, nor should we underestimate their courage and decisiveness.
When they know there is only one way out, they will give it their all to move forward.
Those who couldn't do it had all died in some uninhabited corner of the continent before reaching a high level.
Danielsson patted the silent Jerrod on the shoulder and said, “You hate those dirty professionals and seldom come into contact with them, so your understanding of them is too one-sided.
Being a bad guy doesn’t prevent a person from being courageous.”
"Haha, that's true. If you don't have the courage, you can't even be a bad guy."
“Hahaha…” Danielson laughed so hard that his whole body shook. “You still love telling weird jokes.”
Gerald was a rather gloomy person, so he didn't laugh with him. He just said, "I'll go home first," and got up and left the house.
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"How is it? Is everything quiet now?" Zhang Mu looked at Sauron and asked in the room.
"Yes."
"Well, there's still more than half a month left, so you should also take care to rest and conserve your energy.
Um... the day before the battle, Mihe, you escorted Soran out of the city."
Soran knew that he was an ordinary person and that fighting between professionals would not be of any use to him, so he nodded in agreement.
After arranging them, Zhang Mu returned to his room.
As soon as I opened the door, I saw Leah running towards me in a dress and pajamas, with her arms open.
Zhang Mu smiled and squatted down to hold her in his arms. He stood up and looked at Palina who walked out of the bedroom: "Half a month later, you and Soran..."
"Mr. Zhang Mu." Palina interrupted him rarely, "Please rest assured, I will take good care of Leah after I leave the city with Mr. Soran."
"Ah."
Leah put her arms around Zhang Mu's neck, blinked and asked, "Brother Zhang Mu, are you going to do something dangerous?"
Without answering the question, he stroked the cat girl's head and said apologetically, "I promised to give you a stable life when I was in Bala City. I'm sorry, I didn't do it."
"It's good now." Leah's two cat ears flicked, and she suddenly asked, "Brother Zhang Mu, do you have Leah's lucky stone with you?"
Lucky stone?
After a moment of silence, Zhang Mu remembered that the lucky stone was the crystal she gave him. He reached into his collar and took out the pendant from the necklace: "It's here."
"Can you give it back to Leah?"
Zhang Mu frowned in confusion, not knowing what Belya suddenly wanted with this crystal.
"What do you want it for?"
"Liya can use the lucky stone to pray for Brother Zhang Mu."
"Pray to God to protect me?"
"kindness!"
Bless the enemy? The god of the Thor continent is quite generous.
Zhang Mu smiled strangely, took off the necklace and put it on her: "Go out of the city with Sister Palina in half a month, and don't come back before I find you."
Leia seemed to sense something, but she didn't ask any questions. She just stared at him with bright eyes.
After a long while, the little cat lady rubbed his chin with her head: "Leah will be good."
"Okay." Putting her down, Zhang Mu turned and walked out. "I've been very busy these past few days, so you don't have to wait for me for dinner."
"boom--"
Leia looked at the closed door and clenched the crystal pendant.
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It was dusk.
Royal Palace Conference Hall.
There were hundreds of seats, but only five city lords with bruised faces and noses were sitting there.
For some reason, they didn't even treat their skin injuries.
Andre sat in the main seat and glanced at the empty hall: "The meeting is adjourned."
After saying this, without waiting for the five city lords to reply, he left the conference hall through the side door, told his butler to prepare the carriage, and hurried to the church after getting in the carriage.
Sitting upright on the soft bench in the carriage, Andre closed his eyes slightly, wondering why only five city lords came to the meeting today.
Is it because of the blood sacrifice formation?
Andre knew that even though he had stated that the blood sacrifice array was fabricated, the city lords were not idiots.
After watching the video, they knew better than anyone whether the blood sacrifice array really existed.
But it seems hard to justify saying that the city lords stayed away from him because of this, and even were not afraid of offending him.
Andre also watched the images played by the magic props.
There were only two grand dukes present during the entire conversation, and the content of their conversation not only did not expose him, but instead proved that he knew nothing about the matter.
Logically speaking, the only one who can compete with the three saints of the royal family is him, with Jarvis standing behind him. The city lords should support him more firmly, otherwise their only way of survival will be gone.
After thinking hard for a long time, he still didn't understand what the problem was until the carriage stopped at the stone steps in front of the church.
"Your Highness, we're here." The butler opened the door.
Retracting his thoughts, Andre bent down and walked out of the car: "Go back first, come pick me up tomorrow morning."
"As ordered!"
The carriage rattled away, and Andre calmed himself down, walked up the stone steps, and found Jarvis in the dome church.
He walked through the aisle between the wooden chairs on both sides, stood behind Jarvis, and looked up at the towering faceless statue.
"Mr. Jarvis, something has gone wrong."
Hearing this, he did not show any panic, but turned around calmly and said, "What happened in detail?"
"The blood sacrifice array has been exposed, and I have lost the trust of the city lords."
"Hehe..." Jarvis laughed hoarsely and said sarcastically, "Trust? Your Highness, do you think so?"
"I want to get down to business."
"Okay, then your highness, who did it?"
"The Lord of Gul City, Aigi."
"Gol City?" Jarvis thought for a moment and said, "The city guarding the Silent Forest?"
"Yes."
"What a lack of presence in this city." He muttered, and then asked, "Are there any signs that the city lords are fleeing the capital?"
“Not yet.
With the Griffin Legion here, they should know they can't escape."
"The command of the Griffin Legion is in the hands of the two Grand Dukes. The city lord will certainly not be afraid of you."
“Is there a connection between the two?
Besides, they couldn’t just sit there and watch the city lord flee.”
Jarvis always went off topic, and Andre was a little impatient: "Mr. Bishop, what we need to do now is to ensure that the blood sacrifice array is successfully opened, and then defeat my father and the two archdukes in the subsequent competition to obtain the life energy."
"Father? Uh, hahaha——" Jarvis laughed like a madman, "Father...haha...Father?
You are going to kill him, yet you still call him father?"
Andre had already been filled with rage, but he was not angry when he was mocked right in the face. Instead, he looked up and down in confusion at Jarvis who was laughing wildly towards the sky.
Something is wrong with him.
About ten days ago, Andre vaguely realized that Jarvis' mental condition was not stable.
After careful observation, I found that the person was just a little excited and spoke fluently.
So Andre didn't think much about it, thinking that maybe it was caused by listening to the oracle.
However, after not seeing him for a few days, when I saw him again, my whole sanity seemed to be on the verge of collapse.
Andre doesn't care whether Jarvis is dead or crazy in the end.
But it’s not possible now, he still has to rely on him to deal with the king and the two grand dukes.
If Andre was alone, what could he rely on to fight against three saints?
After thinking it over, he decided not to provoke Jarvis for the time being.
"Mr. Bishop, I am going back to the palace. Please take care of yourself."