The underground castle of Siye Ge has a wide range of layers and maze-like corridor divisions. This is the crystallization of wisdom of two great figures, Dwarf Ober and Prince Quinn. What is particularly important is that Augustine clearly defined the scope of most subordinates, making this kingdom have the distinctive characteristics of isolating information. Even though the earthly world experienced a terrifying war, the girl mage group still read and learn with peace of mind. Under the guidance and supervision of the artist's descendants, Agatha and Juliet, the daughter of the great nobleman of the Gorebroth, they did not know that the noble knight sister had left the castle, and they did not know that less than a hundred meters above their heads were covered with blood. Not only did the Sheep Horn Laboratory, Paradise Lost and Red Nest cages finally ushered in the first batch of heretic creatures and dark species, but from today onwards, most of the Marceau County was shrouded in the shadow of order, anxious and trembling.

Many old nobles who had taken the opportunity to blackmail Archbishop Ram, who took the opportunity to blackmail the city of Wat, offered different large bundles of Empire Caesars with flattery and regretful expressions. A bard who died of Siphilis' disease and now named Mei-poison said a widely circulated narcissistic saying: A male noble cannot conquer with a female mouth, but the spear of another strong man. The one in his hand can be, and the one under his crotch can be.

Of course, the dark gold spear of order is the former, covered with the terrible blood stains after sanctioning the original sin, and the blood stain will only become more and more solemn, stacked layer by layer, and only when its glory is truly side by side with the high position of the Trident giant.

Augustine took a shower, changed into a tutor robe, and after leaving the aerial monastery, he never followed the various trends that the empire had changed almost for several years, and maintained the usual simple style of the ascetic monks of Maedeola. At that time, three tutor robes were too much sewn and treasured. The second was ruined by the Kepler Gallops Battle, which was full of madness and absurdity. Only one was left, and only worn on major occasions. The clothes on him are now dressed as the most ordinary monks, worth only four or five bourbon silver coins.

Augustine did not rush to rest, but came to the classroom to teach the girls a basic magic class. Unlike Hall and Hera, Augustine did not teach them too specific knowledge in just a few lectures, but tried to help these young beginners learn to build a separate knowledge system, an inverted tree, a pyramid type, or a radiation diffusion type. This is just like Hall and Hera teach them concrete magic skills, but Augustine is committed to Teach them how to understand the leverage that pry up the magic world. At the end of the course, Augustine pointed to the ceiling and smiled: "Miss, remember that today, Order purified 13 wolf clans, hundreds of blood dwarfs and half-beast clan dark creatures, 21 darkened elves. Nine lecch, that is, the race you used to call vampires. There are also 11 great human knights who chose to be enemies with Order. This is the first real war in Order."

Augustine paused, looked at the curious and proud eyes from the audience, and joked: "I suggest that ladies should not go to the battlefield. The blood of heretics will stain your clean skirt."

Agatha, a descendant of the artist, murmured, "For those who are not familiar with military affairs, war is undoubtedly romantic. Therefore, the most famous poets are always born in the most ups and downs of history."

Agatha's voice was neither light nor heavy, but it was guaranteed to be heard by the consul. Augustine smiled slightly and had no comment. Juliet, the daughter of the Marquis of Plantain, asked, "The order is long, I want to know how many knights are equivalent to these heresy?"

Augustine had never thought about this question. She measured it and quickly calculated the strength of the species such as the immortal wolf race, and replied: "If you saw the middle and high-level knights around the nobles in Lolita, they were almost one thousand people, that is, an imperial thousand-person knights. In Marceau County, the families with such a large-scale knights are only the Lion King Todd and the barbarian Greenspan."

The girls cheered and were just explaining to them the mysterious and strange wolf clan immortal species and the half-beast clan. It was too obscure and difficult to understand. But the entourage knights around the devil noble who went to Lolita to have fun were tall and burly, bright armor, and sharp swords. That was the most powerful and terrifying existence in the minds of these girls who became slaves and struggled on the brink of death, because they saw many powerful riders under the command of noble men or widows in jewelry.

Shi easily cut off the head of his companion who was bought with his long sword. Lolita's sewer system is always the best in Alpha City, otherwise it would not be possible to clean the blood. Moreover, there are some perverted nobles who are interested in throwing them into the gutter. If Augustine had not been reminded by Juliet, she would not have expected that the order had been mature and full enough to compete with a thousand-man Knights. She smiled at the smart girl, who gently curled the corners of her mouth.

Augustine came to Sheep's Koala and called several people in charge to the conference room. He wanted to re-certify that there were no mistakes in the distribution. The corpses of the blood dwarfs were the cheapest, but their blood was the best experimental material. Assistant Kim meant to slaughter the remaining dozen blood dwarfs in the manic state, but Augustine did not agree because he had asked Louis to prepare to build an arena, and then some fresh toys are needed to stimulate the attention of the nobles of Marceau County. The corpses of the wolf clan are much more valuable. In addition to the organs of this race still maintaining a certain amount of health after death, there are also too many dark and interesting nobles who like to make them into specimens and display them in the hall or study. Augustine prepared to breathe

Monopoly of the witch Champs-Elysia, these specimens can undoubtedly be sold at high prices. As for the larger gray-blooded mammoth and the Taurus Chief, nearly half of them survived, the heavy bodies were thrown to the horns, and the rest were dragged into Paradise Lost by the knights of the Order Cannon Fodder Group and the blond cripple groom Ares. A large prison, the silent boy became the lonely gatekeeper of this level. Miss Philip used all the remaining thought points to buy a slightly injured gray-blooded mammoth and the Taurus Chief, as well as two half-orcs. Assistant Kim was not stingy with thought points and took charge of the werewolf corpse. He wanted to buy the Marquis on credit, but was rejected by the consul. Professor Shirley obtained a female elf and a baron of immortality.

Nine out of the 11 Great Human Knights were distributed evenly to the Lily Rose and Rose Laboratory, and the remaining two bodies were handed over to Miss Elizabeth.

Hall Jr. became a temporary recorder, responsible for recording all data on the record.

Next, the sheep horns will inevitably be more busy.

In addition to the experimental project of Sheep's Horn, the magic circle of "God's Left Eye" damaged in the battle was also repaired, and the castle on the ground of the Song Dynasty was started to be rebuilt. Astrology tower standing by the lake can be seen by looking at the drawings alone.

Augustine came to Paradise Lost alone, where a group of new guests who were "drinking tea" in the Sacramentary Department were imprisoned. He came to the Marquis's Cage of Immortality and signaled Ares to open the prison doors covered with pages of classics and books, and smiled and said, "Follow me and take you to meet a friend of Gundhuce."

This immortal species has seen the strength of the fourth giant of the Sacrament Department that is inconsistent with its age, and the consul in the monk's costume is followed by a little cripple holding the mask of one of the three great dark sacred objects [Salvation]. He followed behind humans, not knowing what fate was waiting for it.

Poetry song the abyss of the castle.

The ninth floor is the cemetery.

Standing at the door, the Marquis felt a rich breath of darkness, with a rich fragrance brought by the sacred blood. He was surprised to find that his seriously injured body began to heal rapidly, and the broken bat wings gradually became intact. Such speed was a miracle. The power made it dare to provoke order, and the power made it dare not move after leaving the cage of Paradise Lost. But at this moment, it began to move again, and no noble immortal species was willing to bow to humans. Unfortunately, Gundhuys's favorite immediately restrained his arrogance of life and death. Not far away, the young monk walked to a "tombstone" coffin, stretched out his finger and knocked it silently, and silently recited a string of secret spells, [awakening] the princely immortal species in the sacred sleep, Dimit, who had two saint hearts.

Alehan and Iyetta, two saints of the Vatican Church, whose hearts allow Dimit to advance to the prince at the age of 500, and also allow it to wake up at any time in [Sleep].

When four pairs of five-meter-long, wide bat wings slowly emerged from the coffin, the Marquis of Gundhusse felt an almost suffocating oppression.

For the immortal species, the number of bat wings is the only symbol of status.

Is this a sleeping prince?

Gundhughes's friend?

Augustine smiled and said, "Sorry, interrupt your nap."

Dimit landed quickly, restrained his bat wings, bent down and said humbly: "It is the honor of Sertes' slave."

The marquis looked unbelievable, and his handsome face began to twitch. The "warrior" who was exterminated, the Sertes who once occupied half of the seats in the Judama Conference, was a princely ancestor who was a slave to humanity? Didn't it mean that there were only two princes who had the only remaining Sertes, sleeping in the dragon vein and the trench respectively?

Augustine pointed to the shocked Marquis in the distance and explained: "A descendant from the Gundhusse family, Dimit, don't you express the gratitude of the Sertes family?"

A charming smile appeared on the corner of Dimit's mouth and snapped his fingers. The Marquis immediately passively spread the bat wings of only five left and could not move. Dimit went forward gracefully. Every step, the bat wings of the Gundhus family's darling made a harsh sound, as if they were torn apart from the body by an invisible force, which was second only to the cruel punishment of tying them in the sun. After the Eternal Clan's former most profound Seth family, the Sertes family, was strangled, and dozens of high-ranking nobles were collectively dragged to the cathedral of the Byzano Holy See, and the Sertes, a young Sertes who inherited the title of Marquis of his father, was kept as a pet by the Gundhus family in the Holy Empire and tortured for two hundred years.

How to repay this "gratitude"?

Dimit, who is already a prince, has a hundred ways to give back.

Augustine whispered: "It's almost done. The Earl of Wenshan, the Gundhus family who imprisoned you, has nothing to do with this marquis who competed for inheritance with it. The enemy's enemy is our friend."

Dimit gave up his intimate "little joke" to Marquis Gundhus without hesitation.

Augustine stood under the tombstone and proposed to the Marquis who was so pale that he was almost transparent: "I know you are close to an earl from the Marshall family in Marceau County. As long as you can persuade him to come here for sleep, you can also enjoy this treatment. Otherwise, you will wait to be hunted down by order. I believe that your grandfather, Prince Quin, who often needs to attend the Judama meeting, will not be able to protect you all year round. At that time, Dimit will drag you back to the Castle of Siege with his own hands, where the artificial sunshine is more concentrated and dazzling."

The marquis thought for a while and asked softly: "Hisser Admiral, are you going to let me go back and persuade Count Marshall to return here for a sacred sleep?"

Augustine nodded and said, "This is the conversation between nobles. There is no conspiracy, no harm, only profits together."

The Marquis bent down and said, "Mahe Gundhuys, I sincerely thank Rottenchild for his selfless gift."

Augustine smiled, "Let's go, I'll take you away from the poems and songs myself, this is an uncommon treatment for order."

The Marquis returned to heaven from hell, so he felt the greatest curiosity and affection for the young man leading the way in front of him.

Cemetery, honey, red nest, paradise loss, tulips, garden of Eden, the maze of God Pan, cat's eyes, sheep's horns.

Rise up layer by layer.

The consul was silent all the time.

At Sheep Horn, Marquis of Mahe stopped, stood outside the concentric fence, looked at St. Urban, and asked softly: "Sir, is the rumor true? Have you personally attracted the latest sacred descent of the Epic Continent?"

Augustine smiled and said, "As you see."

Gundhughes's great nobleman had a little more awe in his eyes.

After leaving the underground castle, Marquis Mahe bent down to pay tribute again, and his figure disappeared into the darkness.

Augustine looked at the vast Black Swan Lake and whispered: "Dimit, you are going to Jupiter with me. Maybe you can taste the most delicious food."

Dimit said flatteringly: "Master Augustine, you are always lucky to be with you. The Seth family has suffered great misfortune, and I seem to have taken all the luck on the other end of the scale in one breath."

Augustine smiled and said, "Are the aristocratic style of the immortal species a pair of twins and strength growth?"

Dimit smiled silently.

Back in the quiet and narrow study, Augustine would not start writing, but just sit on a chair that is not comfortable, and rotate a silver coin on the desk. This young man who was once expected to become the scorching sun of the empire seems to have always lacked so-called friends. Nero, who was also a saint Iyetta, can be considered one. However, after returning to Jupiter in the past two years, he did not rise up with admiration, but became more arrogant and arrogant, lingering in various salon banquets, full of playboy style. Augustine was too lazy to think deeply about this. In his memory, Nero, who always had a smile on his face, would not be a slut who could only lift the corners of a noble lady's skirt.

The magic genius York, the current dean of the Abbey of Maidai Aola, entered the torch of the Imperial Capital. He believed that with his talent and hard work, it would not be difficult to stand out. Whether it might be a little bit of the favor of the goddess of happiness, the torch in the cradle of the winner of the Golden Triple Leaf Crocodile Medal can be particularly eye-catching. It is too difficult. Augustine stopped rotating silver coins and leaned against the chair to think about the next step of order. With independent control of an institution, he admired the three great figures of Lessun, Teutonic Priest and Ewe. This is not a noble lady walking a pet dog, disobedient, and pulling a rope to solve it, or a nobleman raised a female slave and threw a whip if he didn't obey. c

osmo, the Sheep Horn Laboratory is growing rapidly, but the cancer buried by Lord Hai Ji has not been removed, which is always a huge hidden danger and will explode at any time. Augustine hates the feeling that the things under her nose are grasped by others. Furthermore, cosmo is still too lacking in all kinds of professional talents. Except for the Knights, which barely satisfy Augustine's secret interest, mages, diplomats, and think tanks, they are all lacking. Besides, Elizabeth is not a competent and selfless housekeeper. As the order expands, this will become more and more obvious. Augustine cannot take charge of all major and small affairs, and that is not the enlightenment that a leader should have. Shepherds always need many shepherds.

In an assessment of the quality of his faith, except for the Loli Housekeeper, who scored 85 high scores, only Hera, and Madame Quentin was actually only a pitiful sixty-five. This means that Augustine did not trust the kitten who majored in assassin and minored in the Irish Book of the Dead. In the Castle of Lauder, facing the furious Lion King and Marquis, Augustine, who liked to make the worst plans because he was a pessimist, even considered sacrificing Madame Quentin. I believe that the smart Florentine kitten was not as tame and well-behaved as it appeared. In the empire, even the civilian literati who wrote the most touching love story did not believe that he could climb over the wall and enter the garden of a famous lady. In this world, equality is the unshakable mainstream. The best proof is that the Dong Song family, the largest executioner in Jupiter, who was in charge of criminal law, will always only choose marriage partners among the executioners.

Augustine remembered Alice, the princess of Greenspan, and couldn't help but sigh softly. He did not deny his favor for her. Augustine never concealed his possessiveness for beautiful things. He believed that she had no shortage of favor for this new neighbor with a special identity, like a private magic teacher. However, this favor was shrouded in a suffocating shadow. The girl who was always exquisite, proficient in Paya's war chess, and stepped on the map of the entire continent under her slender feet. She had personally directed a group of guests to visit Black Swan Lake, almost making the budding cosmo the dust of history. Even every detail of the bloody battle she had just experienced was seen by her eyes standing on the balcony of the White Elephant Castle. She was destined not to participate and become an ally of the Poetry Song. The barbarian will always be loyal to His Majesty the Emperor.

Augustine took away the ordinary bourbon silver coin that was not obvious, and took out the independently made gold pocket watch. This unfinished gadget was meticulously built for three years. He could not imagine that the former No. 1 noble master of Augs Song City was actually a watchmaker. The gold pocket watch had a level of craftsmanship beyond the world for half a century. When the nobles are still in the crazy obsession and pursuit of the second-question watch, this pocket watch had reached a new height of the third-question watch. From the second-question to the third-question, there was too many precision links required. Elizabeth tried every means to exchange the gadget, steal or even snatch it, but he did not succeed. Even if she proposed to exchange a gold subspecies, Augustine still did not agree, and did not even hesitate or hesitate.

In the quiet study, Augustine gently placed the pocket watch in his ears, listening to the light ticks of the escapement, allowing time to pass.

The first large-scale battle ended, and the consul achieved great victory. But the next battle was even more dangerous.

There are rumors that the Academic Affairs Office will send a smaller but highly standardized judgement team to conduct a full-scale carpet review of the songs of poetry, which may be led by the Chief Secretary of State in person, or to summon the fourth giant of the Sacrament Department to Jupiter for inquiries. Of course, this is just a "friendly" rumor that never requires the disseminator to come forward to take charge.

Regardless of the truth or false rumors, Augustine was preparing to go to the imperial capital because his second child needed baptism.

"Augustin, I can't sleep."

Elizabeth in pajamas stood at the entrance of the study and said aggrievedly.

"Read more pages of "Flowers and Blood"." Augustine put down her pocket watch and turned around and smiled.

"There are six or seven pages left in the sequel and I'm not willing to finish it!" Loli Butler protested.

"Then go to the Black Swan Lake to play with the little boy." Augustine said with a headache.

"A little boy who is full is worse than a lazy pig, and it's not fun." She said resentful.

Augustine said depressedly: "It must be like that?"

She nodded vigorously.

Augustine stood up with a bitter face and held her hand to the honey boudoir. The little loli jumped onto the bed and lay down, holding her cheek, looking expectant.

The young monk who was always ridiculed by her singing was forced to sing an unknown song, "Lullaby".
Chapter completed!