"Honest Consul, don't forget that the goddess standing in front of you now is no longer a double-sealed little lamb, but a great arcane who has drunk two sips of Hero Poppy Hot Springs. She has abundant nuclear weights and can easily shake two 50+ earth trembling sounds. I dare not say that it is still very simple to destroy this entire floor and destroy a carefully arranged study."

Hera smiled and said, "There was no longer the embarrassment that had been carried by Augustine and threw it into the carriage. She seemed to verify that her words were not pale intimidation. She pressed one hand on the wall, and the entire study began to tremble at a certain frequency, and the vibration amplitude of the wall gradually increased. Next, she revealed a news that Augustine really feared, "I have reached a certain deal with Miss Elizabeth, who is proficient in red gamma and muses shamans, and obtained the complete liberation of the Knight's Seal."

"Elizabeth generally only recognizes the golden Caesar gold coins and the heavy bourbon silver coins. The empty promise is meaningless. What chips can you give to let her unseal you?" Augustine curled her smile, and her eyes finally shifted from Saxon's beautiful God of War to her eyes. It seemed that he used his index finger to hit the Titan longan staff with his index finger because of his anger. If it was the middle finger, it meant that he had already had the cruel intention of "purifying" Hera.

"This is a little secret between two women." Hera calmly said, not unconditionally satisfying all the desires of the man in front of him because of choosing family beliefs.

"Well, I will show my due respect to a master of two professions who is even scarce than the Imperial Princess." Augustine sighed, as if he had dispelled the idea of ​​blasphemy towards a proficient goddess.

Hera quietly breathed a sigh of relief and felt relieved. This young conspirator who had eaten away all her old faith little by little was already more fierce in her mind than the entire imperial order of elite knights.

Augustine, who was skilled in setting traps, was waiting for this second. With a wave of his hand holding a magic wand, Hera's body was dragged towards him. Just as the young lamb was about to hit his mouth and knocked into his arms, Augustine found that the goddess sister who fell into the trap was not frightened, but instead had a calm smile on her face with a plan. Augustine instantly removed the straight "element extraction" skill. Unfortunately, Hera, who set a trap for the hunter in the trap, rushed to Augustine with his inertia, and put his hands on Augustine's chest, but instead of a symbolic resistance with a seductive look, he spit out two words, "bloom."

Augustine crashed into a hard desk with a good texture, and then was knocked back to Hera. This time Hera's hands crossed and merged in his chest, a typical arcane talisman, "cross." Augustine was imprisoned in front of her eyes, suspended in the air, with her body straight and her hands stretched out, indeed like a cross.

"Great Consul, can you guarantee that you will maintain respect for my commitment above the bottom line?" Hera smiled.

"Of course." Augustine smiled, not seemingly angry at all.

Hera hesitated for a moment, but still unbuttoned the cross seal. Seal is a very important branch of the arcane system. In the field of spells of many kinds, Seal is the proud capital of the "Magic Maid". The arcane is the proud capital of "Magic Maid". The arcane is highly regarded by all other spells and similar skills. It is a well-deserved giant in arcane. Its status is equivalent to elements in the magic world or the book of the undead in black magic. On the battlefield, a seal master with the best stagnation effect and a high-level heavy armor knight is one of the top ten classic combinations, and Hera serves as two positions, so he has today's glorious record.

After Augustine landed, Hera took two steps back and set a safe distance from him.

Any profession has a "God area" similar to the so-called 70 cm of bounty hunters. Of course, the mage's golden area is far more than the warrior, but it is not absolutely. A truly powerful mage is the kind of monster that can burst out lethality at infinitely close gold distance or wirelessly away from both extremes. Therefore, those naive arguments that when they approach mages win the fruit of victory in battle are just funny conclusions drawn from the play-off game between ordinary knights and weak mages.

"Why is the truth and secret leaked at the last moment? If you are really a knight in a state of liberation, even if you re-cultivate your faith, you are still a high-level knight at least at level 7. When the battle is not completely over, you shouldn't be separated from a magician. It seems that your instinct tells me that you have not been liberated."

Augustine smiled and looked at Hera's face slightly changed, "Sure enough, talented players like you can mature beyond common sense in crisis. When you are about to win, you will be like a peacock, easily showing off your unsightly butt."

"Even if I give up this little advantage, it proves that I don't have the strength of a knight, but I am still a real big arcane. Can you change the situation? Or are you planning to start a war between the 'Princess and the Maid' here? Want to use force to occupy a female knight who chooses family loyalty?" Hera said gloomy. The anger that began to accumulate in the Clockwork Orange but could not be vented was a sign of explosion. Although Emperor Jupit had been balancing the status of magicians and arcanes in the empire, the opposition between the two on the Epic Continent was even said to be growing, and their confrontation was also portrayed by extremists as "the usurpation of the maid's throne."

The shame of women, especially goddesses, the dignity of knights, and the archangel's natural hostility towards magicians made Hera Borsefell, the daughter of Zeus, truly stand opposite Augustine for the first time. Of course, all premise is that she thinks she has restored her strength to fight the Dark Consul.

Augustine stared at the woman on the verge of furiousness, smiled gently, put down the Titan longan staff, picked up the quill again, dipped it in the high-quality ink that had just been bought from Dunke Dun, took out one of the notes, modified a data, erased the original quality of faith from Elizabeth's amazing 95, and changed it to the same 85 as the deputy commander of the Youth Knights. Hera, who had no difference in vision and was not too far away, had some reason, but his eyes turned red, and the 85 seemed to be the most magical number, instantly transforming a stubborn goddess into a woman full of grievances and resentment.

Augustine then put the note with Hera attributes back to its original place, and continued to browse the information submitted to him by the research officer Philip, trying to find some clues hidden behind the numbers and words. He was a data madman, who was so crazy that he tried to secretly formulate a belief attribute card for all members of the Night Watchmen, but this does not mean that Augustine completely trusts data. The seemingly dense data, the only thing Augustine regards as a key point, is the quality of faith.

No matter how grand and magnificent the scale of the faith is, and the quality of the faith is less than 90, Augustine seems to be a potential betrayer. Hera was originally the latest member of the direct confidant of the Rottenchild family, but now he is not. Hera, who has asked Augustine's detailed setting, knows this, so she has red eyes, like a poor child who has obviously not done anything wrong and is criticized and punished.

If it is less than 50, Augustine is already an enemy in his eyes. Instead of being betrayed by some messy reasons, it is better to enter the opposing camp from the beginning. As for why he still maintains a smile on his face and courteous treatment, these are just illusions cultivated by the ancient family. Augustine agreed to buy a knight who can only be cannon fodder and hardworking in Black Swan Lake. There is another reason why he did not tell Hera. Elizabeth also tacitly did not point it out. However, Augustine now revealed the answer, "Come and help me rub my shoulders, and tell you a little secret that suits the image of the imperial aristocrat in your heart."

Hera, who was intertwined with anger and grievance, was certainly not a docile little domestic cat, so she didn't take any steps.

Augustine didn't care, and used a quill to draw circles on the chief researcher's data documents. "The reason why I was willing to spend 30,000 Caesar gold coins to form a 100-man Knight Order and stock it in the Black Swan Lake without arable land? Because in addition to a shaman who wanted to turn Descartes into a knight of bones, there was also a sheep horn laboratory that could use 100 corpses to develop 100 intermediate-level undead knights in a short time. Of course, this is the worst plan."

"Augustin, you're crazy! Even if you are a Vatican giant, the Knight of the Undead who creates crimes on such a large scale will definitely be punished by the Holy See. Besides, you are just a great consul who has not stood firm in the Holy See. Are you really completely fearless?" Hera was shocked. On the one hand, she was shocked by the young giant's dark thoughts, and on the other hand, she was shocked by the disgust and disgust she had not expected after hearing this insidious plan.

Augustine stopped the smooth sliding of the quill in her hand, turned her head to glance at Hera, signaling that she could rub his shoulder that was hurt. Seeing that she still had no movement, she turned to continue working and said calmly: "Now there is no member of the Sacramentary Department in the Masceh County Province. Do you know why? Because this is the power of a great consul. Even if COSMO is just an apparent [Conservator of Order], no one is willing to provoke me on the surface. This is my biggest and only advantage. Even if I create a thousand undead knights, as long as I don't cross the [Leader Protection Circle] in Black Swan Lake, the imperial law is invalid for me, and the Academic Affairs Department of the Holy See can only watch coldly, and the sanctions of the Sacramentary Department are also meaningless."

Hera finally walked behind Augustine, but instead of twisting his neck, he gently kneaded his shoulders that were hurt by her little arcane "blooming". The man's body was beyond her imagination, slender but not weak. Could it be that he was also a secret dual-profession master? She frowned when she gave a massage for the first time and chewed his words. She could not imagine that an imperial noble could always pull the thinking of the goddess Saxon.

"What I'm talking about is nonsense. Whether it's the Dark Consul or COSMO, they are all gorgeous gimmicks, that is, they temporarily scare enemies who can't figure out the details. When they come back to their senses, they feel that they will make even more crazy attacks by being fooled. After all, everything requires the purest power."

Augustine murmured, “Do you think a lion needs to use a dazzling plot against a sheep?”

"No, unless it's a cat that makes fun of mice. Haven't you also said that the nobles are just a group of timid and perverted cats?" Hera sighed. It seemed that she had to quickly restore the strength of the big knight, otherwise once the war really started, she would probably be killed by this man and made a bone knight and an undead puppet without hesitation.

"I will take the first tentative offensive alone." Augustine chuckled, turning to look at the female entourage knight who was no longer difficult to tame.

"One?" Hera said in surprise, as if he didn't notice that the man's eyes were actually on her chest.

"I can't let Elizabeth leave me far away. There is a private magic teacher that has left me out of reach. I don't want another woman who may need to look up to 100 years. Fighting has always been the best ladder for me to accumulate capital. If you want to quickly advance to the Great Knight, you can fight with me side by side. But I remind you that there is definitely no shortage of your fanatical Saxon followers, and I will definitely not show mercy." Augustine smiled, leaning back slightly, gently leaning against Hera's convex body.

"Can they be killed in honor, rather than becoming puppets with souls?" Hera begged softly.

"No." Augustine shook her head.

"At least, don't let Descartes become Miss Elizabeth's doll, okay?" Hera showed a weak side.

"cannot."

Augustine said frankly, and continued to pay attention to the information on the desk. "I don't like my woman pleading for another man. No matter what the reason or chivalrous spirit, generally speaking, the result of that guy will only be even more tragic. So put away your mercy and massage me with your heart. By the way, remember to bring the kindness of the goddess who is loving with my sister."

Hera was amused and crying, but his hands were involuntarily softer. Descartes's fate was actually destined to enter the Clockwork Orange and would almost certainly fall into the Sacramentary Department. The only difference was that he might suffer abuse in other Sacramentary Department organizations and died at the stolen death, while in [Order] his hand became a knight of bones in Miss Elizabeth's private collection. What can she do now?

Apart from doing his best to avoid being possessed by this different nobleman in violent manner, he can only rub his shoulders.

"Agatha and Juliet probably don't need you to teach to draw a map and create a small piece of the magic circle I have prepared for them. However, the remaining members need you to bring them on the track as soon as possible. If you want to reduce the Knights to the Dead Knights, you must help me construct a simple twelve zodiac magic circle earlier."

Augustine said seriously, focusing on studying every detail of the information in her hand. Suddenly, her head leaned back and hit Hera's chest, which made the archangelist who had not yet gained the ability of a knight tremble, but in the end, it still did not move backwards, and his slightly trembling body seemed to have agreed to his small invasion. Augustine, who was in a good mood, put down the quill, moved the chair in a direction, and faced Hera, "In order to repay your sincere massage, I will tell you another new truth in the Poetry Castle. When you think the closer you are to the truth, the further you are from the truth."

Augustine snapped her fingers and recited gently.

In an instant, nearly thirty hidden magic arrays of all sizes appeared in the entire study, colorful and dazzling, and even the ceiling was not spared. Hera was a simplified version of the Kafka Crown Magic Array above his head. Hera's face was pale. This means that the moment she stepped into the study, she was already Augustine's prey. Hunter Augustine smiled and said, "Isn't it strange that I can obviously stop 'bloom' and 'cross' but didn't do it. I am that perverted and boring cat? Miss Hera, don't be angry. Think about it from another perspective. With a new master who has no defeat in home games, any entourage knight should feel glad that the survival rate will be much higher, right?"

"I will be driven crazy by you one day, Lord Chancellor." Hera bit his lips.

"Then try to go to the main system [Love]. At that time, as long as you look at me with the eyes of a lover, I will be filled with perfect brilliance all over my body." Augustine quipped.

"I will think about it." Hera said with a wry smile.

"Okay, stay here first, reflect on why I deducted your ten-point [Quality of Faith], and help me review these confidential information to see if there is any link that needs improvement. I want to stay alone in a place for a while." Augustine stood up and did not forget to learn from Elizabeth and patted Hera's extremely elastic butt.

Hera, who was angry and embarrassed, waited for Augustine to leave the study, and after a long time of calmness, sat at the desk and carefully admired his beautiful fonts. It was definitely a cultural heritage that could be admired and admired by any member of the Saxon Forest. Hera's hands that were good at killing people did not dare to touch the elegant quill that could flow out from Augustine's hands. She sat quietly in the study, and the cumbersome magic circle had disappeared.

She suddenly saw an extra-sparse white paper with only one sentence on it, "Is the crow standing a crow, or the one flying crow or the crow."

Then Hera began to rack his brains to think about the profound meaning behind this sentence.

But the guy who just wrote a boring feeling casually came outside a room, patted the not-so-dirty teaching robe, knocked in the door and knocked in.

The bottom of the Black Swan Lake was above her head. Pandora, sitting in a wheelchair, held her cheek and stared at Augustine who was walking towards her. They met in the first time in Prince Audis' astrology building. She was in this position. At that time, the poor Master Augustine was carrying a sack of crystal balls to help the witch Artemis.

"I can't find a harp suitable for you in Alpha City, it seems I have to owe you first." Augustine walked over and squatted in front of Pandora and apologized.

"It's okay, I like to wait." Pandora smiled and reached out to help Augustine liberate the simple robe that was slightly messy because of the fight.

"I'm going to work." Augustine smiled lightly, and then took out a lot of bottles like a magic trick. It contained precious magic powder of dark metal that could be embedded in any material ground. He ran to the corner of the spacious hall with a silly and happily, sprinkling the powder bit by bit, as if drawing a huge and complex strange magic circle. Pandora followed him, quietly watching his focused expression.

Perhaps everyone in the world felt that she was miserable and desolate, and the entire empire had pity for this woman who was abandoned by the goddess of fate.

But it seems that in her own opinion, she is happy.

Augustine's sweat dripped on the ground. The fragments of the excellent magic array must be assisted with the corresponding spell fragments. Only when lying on the magic threshold, the arrogant maniac who thought standing on the giant's shoulder was disdainful of this link, and Pandora tried to help wipe it gently without affecting his condition.

Quiet and peaceful.
Chapter completed!