The cooperation negotiations between the two parties went quite smoothly, at least in the first half.

Pastor Zanetti expressed to Treasurer Fugger the excitement caused by the arrival of the royal army that the people of Milan had been waiting for day and night, and expressed his great gratitude and warm praise for the heroic feat of the imperial army in expelling the French invading army.

welcome.

He also expressed that the Church of the Unfortunate Maiden is willing to fully cooperate with the Emperor to expel the Venetian invaders from Milan.

Treasurer Fugger was of course quite satisfied with the cooperation of the good people of Milan, and promoted the friendly attitude of the Imperial Army.

Just when the good situation between the army and the people was about to continue to develop, suddenly an orc with a strange hairstyle jumped out and shouted: "He is also an aggressor, hang him."

Not all half-orcs in Europa are slaves. In order to expand their faith, the priests of most gods will also preach doctrines to the local aborigines when passing through the Black Continent. If an half-orc no longer worships their original god and turns to

If you believe in a god of the Europa pantheon and are very consistent with that god's philosophy, then that god may endorse him and protect him within his own church so that he can live in Europa.

Others may still dislike them, but generally tolerate their presence.

For example, this half-orc.

Following the orc's shout, more than a dozen people suddenly rushed into the small room where the meeting was taking place. The leader was the orc who shouted. He was very agile and had particularly powerful explosive power. Even Sirica's boss couldn't react in time.

He came over and watched helplessly as he easily lifted the stunned Treasurer Fugger and rushed out of the conference room.

The boss of Sirica and several other guards, who had come back to their senses, ignored the confrontation with the dozen or so people and quickly turned back to pursue them.

Pastor Zanetti was shouting, and the people who suddenly rushed in followed him and chased him, instead of attacking Sirica and the others while they were in chaos.

Although Boss Sirica was equipped with a clay arm, thanks to the fact that the arm was made by the legendary Michelangelo, he did not lose speed as Ladislaus knew. As the level returned to its peak, his speed

Rise even more.

But he still couldn't catch up with the half-orc who was running and shouting. His body proportions were perfect to the extreme. He was able to throw away Sirica Boss for half a minute at a distance of less than two thousand meters.

When he reached a crooked-necked tree, he held Treasurer Fugger with one hand, deftly untied the unlucky boy's belt with the other, tied a ring with one hand, and stuffed the treasurer's head inside.

This movement was done in one go, and the flexibility of this half-orc's body was also amazing.

Boss Sirica was extremely anxious. Treasurer Fugger was not only an important member of the Fugger family, but also a close associate of Acting Archduke Ferdinand. This time, Ladislaus expected that there would be no risk in recruiting the unfortunate girl to the church.

That's why I sent him here to give him some credit and gain some favors.

If he dies, it's no joke.

Boss Silica knew very well that the man who was kicking on the crooked tree was actually the acting Grand Duke's eyes and ears, and how much of Ladislaus's wealth in the city of Milan was divided must be confirmed by this eyes and ears. The eyes and ears were dead.

The Acting Grand Duke must be suspicious. By then, even if he jumped into the Danube, he would not be able to clear his mind. If the Acting Grand Duke suspected that Ladislaus killed his treasurer in order to make a huge profit, the consequences would be ugly.

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In such a tense situation, Sirica Boss did not make any mistakes. He did not immediately cut off his belt, but instead hit the orc with his own arm. If he rushed to save people, he would only expose his flaws.

After the half-orc put Treasurer Fugger into the ring, he just laughed and was not on full alert. Seeing his explosive power and speed, Boss Silica just thought he had met a peerless strong man, so he was expecting to die.

Determined to strike with all my might.

Unexpectedly, this blow easily hit the half-orc's chest. Although this blow was not fatal, it also made the extremely strong guy vomit blood immediately.

Although he was surprised by the effect of his blow, Boss Sirica cut his belt with his dagger without stopping, and saved Treasurer Fugger.

Although the orc was severely injured and vomited blood, he stood up quickly.

He said in Latin with a strange accent: "The mud table is dead, hold it to death, just kidding, the mud table can't kill that hemp beast!"

At this time, Pastor Zanetti had already rushed over. He first treated the serious injury of the coughing and bare-legged Archon Fugger, and then shouted "Misunderstanding, misunderstanding."

The confused Boss Silica and several out-of-breath running guards still maintained a vigilant posture, ready to fight at any time. Boss Silica was determined to repay Ladislaus's trust and reward, and Ladislaus's men left.

It's not far away, and if you hold on for a moment, you will have a chance to survive. Of course, Boss Sirica has already put his life and death at risk. Even if he sacrifices himself, Treasurer Fugger must be saved. The agent acting for the Grand Duke must not have any accidents.

"You can offend Mr. Balotelli, the treasurer of Fugger. How many times have I told you that you must have a solid foundation in everything you do...

"Treasurer Zanetti suddenly seemed to be stuck in his throat and was speechless.

In the eyes of all the followers of the unfortunate girl, a black antler suddenly flashed across Balotelli's body.

Not only did he recover from the serious injury of vomiting blood just now, but all the followers of the unfortunate girl learned at this moment that the fifth-level barbarian Balotelli suddenly obtained the fifth-level priest level and became the second most powerful church member in the church second only to Pastor Zanetti.

Number two.

Beshaba has sent down honor and divine grace!

He thought this was a perfect sacrifice and was greatly pleased. All the followers of the unfortunate girl could feel the joy of their gods. If Moratti was strong enough and still alive, he might be able to hear the words of destruction and destruction at this time.

Beshaba's hysterical laughter came from the Wasteland of Despair.

Of course, Zanetti couldn't hear it because he wasn't strong enough. Although he was appointed as the leader by the unfortunate girl, his too serious attitude towards life did not perfectly fit with the teachings of the unfortunate girl, just because the unfortunate girl also understood that it was more important at this time.

His goal was to restore the organization, so he tempered his hobbies a little, but Balotelli's performance really satisfied his heart, and of course he wanted to repay him.

On the other hand, although Zanetti's words seemed a bit strange, seeing the enemy's strength soaring, Sirica was determined to strike first at all costs. Just when he was about to violently attack, Treasurer Fugger ignored him.

Still feeling extremely uncomfortable with chest tightness, she hugged him from behind.

"Don't act rashly. Crazy pranks are the favorite ritual of His Majesty the unfortunate girl. This half-orc friend means no harm." Although he didn't see the flashing Holy Emblem, Treasurer Fugger, who was well versed in legends, still managed to smile.

"Haha, it's just my bad luck."

"Haha, your misfortune" "Haha, praise the unfortunate girl", a burst of laughter broke out among the believers, and Pastor Zanetti reluctantly apologized. Although this behavior was painful, it did enhance Benshaba's

Divine power, although Pastor Zanetti has always believed that unfortunate fate should not be expressed through excessive pranks, he must also have fun, otherwise losing his godly fatigue is no joke.

Seeing that the situation had stabilized and realizing that he had received divine favor, Balotelli celebrated crazily. He let out a heart-rending howl. Such a miracle had befallen Balotelli. Zanetti would never see him again in the future.

I can't control him anymore.

"After driving away the Venetians, this city of Milan will be my world, Mr. Balotelli, haha."

"Haaa", "haaa", "haaa", "haaa", "haaa", "haaa", "haaa", "haaa", "ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh"

Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh.”

His howl was so sharp and harsh that it made the unknown residents in Milan feel panic and desolate.
Chapter completed!