The Dark King

Riley looked at the camera but did not ask.

The eagle eye glanced at him and indulged a little. He said, "You will pick up people first. I will send five knights to assist you. This is the information of the ‘Joseph’. Don’t take the wrong one.”

Riley reached for it, looked at it and nodded, "I know."

After Riley left, the Hawkeye immediately called his secretary and asked her to write a number of secret letters to the fastest speed.

"Military area, poor..." The eagle eye put away a secret letter, burned and burned on the candle, and gently felt.

Under the Utto Mountain, Richelieu wore the sacred armor of the past, sitting on his mount of the Holy Horse and the horse. In the big square in front of him, there are always bright knights gathered together, densely packed, occupying the entire square, about tens of thousands of people, almost 60% of the troops of the Holy See stationed in the business district!

Although the number of knights in the Holy See is incomparable to that of the soldiers of the army, it is far superior in quality to the soldiers of the army.

"Your Majesty!" A burly middle-aged man riding a giant horse nearly three meters high, flying fast from a distance, hanging a three-meter-long giant sword on the side of his horse's belly, nearly half a meter wide. Extremely huge.

Richey looked at the people, waiting for him to come near, he said: "Plo, don't ask me to kneel down again. If it is not too difficult, I am going to find a pastoral to go through a small day."

Probo’s bell-like eyes stunned and said: “In my heart, you are always my majesty, why do you want that hair... that person is the pope, are you really with them? As said, physical discomfort?"

"Old, it's time to give way." Richelieu shook his head slightly. "These things are not mentioned. This time we led the team and went to arrest Bryson. Are you ready?"

"Do we really want to break with the military region?" Plo's face showed a bit of dignified color. Although he was rough, it did not mean that he had no brains.

Richelieu glanced at him and said: "Follow your words. Our belief is to punish evil. Bryson collaborates with the dark believers. The evidence is solid. No matter who he is, he must be his. The behavior pays the price, and this is what we mean!"

When Plo stunned, he immediately said awkwardly: "The subordinates have lost their words. What you have learned is!"

"Let's go!" Richelier took a look at the rope and said: "Let the big troops follow, you will lead the light ride to the military area with me. Let's wait for the ceremony. If the military area insists on protecting Bryson, consider it again. Use tough means."

"I know." Plo nodded.

The news of the action of the Holy See's army was spread along the streets. The countless civilians and nobles who had passed along the road all learned the news and saw the battle. They immediately knew that the Holy See was really moving this time.

The news quickly passed into the conference room of the military headquarters. The people who had not yet dispersed heard the news and suddenly fell into silence.

"Richard and the King of Light, Plo, actually went out in person? Is this ready to fight with us?!"

"A good light of the Holy See, come so fast, this is to give us a surprise!"

"It seems that they have also expected that this will not be as easy as they wish!"

"Damn, General Lorraine has just started!"

San Lorenzo looked at the angry generals and turned to look at Bryson. He knew that this time must not be infighted, although the three commanders would fight each other on weekdays, but this time if Fighting in the nest will only make the Holy See succeed. In the end, even if one commander is missing, the face of the military region will be lost, and the face of the same commander will be dull.

"First drag them, wait for Lorraine to reply." St. Lorenzo immediately ordered: "Return the forces of the City Defense Department and prepare for the battle!"

"Yes!" A five-star general who served as the minister of the city defense immediately got up and took the lead.

A moment later, Richelieu and Proud led a team of sneakers to the front of the compound of the military headquarters. The courtyard was surrounded by not only a manor, but a vast expanse of greenery containing military quarters. The generals, the training grounds, and many other places are the heavy areas of the military region and the civilian restricted area!

Richelieu stopped and looked at a janitor who ran in front of the compound. The guard had long heard the above news, and he saw that he was sitting in the high and high-spirited Richelieu and Plo, and his heart was both nervous and awe. Although he did not believe in the Holy See, his wife was very faithful, including his mother. And his father also believes that in the atmosphere of the family's religious belief, he is more or less infected. At this moment, facing the supreme characters of the two churches, he only feels that his head and shoulders are like two mountains, let him Can not help but bend down and bow his head.

"Kid, go and call someone who can handle things." The guards have not yet opened, and Proo preached.

The guard was scared and said: "Yes, yes, I will go, you, wait a moment." After that, he refused to be rude and turned around and ran.

A moment later, San Lorenzo led several generals to ride out together. When they first came out of the compound, they saw the two people, Richelieu and Proud, who were parked at the door, and dozens of light riders behind them.

San Lorenzo's gaze was slight, and the horse was gently pressed. The mount immediately decelerated and slowly walked to the front of Richelieu. He smiled and said: "Mr. Richelieu, Mr. Plo, the following people are not sensible, let the two laugh. Now, let me go in and talk."

Richelieu smiled and said: "All said that the military is straight, and the commander of the army is not going to circle us. What are we going to do this time, you must be clear, give you a happy message, are you paying, or Protector?"

San Lorenzo saw him so directly, the smile on his face slowly closed, and looked straight at him: "You said that Bryson commander colluded with the dark believers, can there be evidence? There is a lot of jealousy in this matter, I think Still, the investigation is clear, and it is better to arrest people. After all, Bryson, as the commander of our military region, was arrested by you, so how can we maintain our military region in the future, how to maintain the security turmoil in the outer wall area?"

"We come to bring people, naturally there is evidence." Richelieu said: "If you don't believe, please let Bryson come out to meet."

San Lorenzo frowned slightly and said: "Secret Bryson is performing his official duties outside. He can't meet each other for the time being. I can help you call him back. It just takes some time. How do you come in with me?"

Richelieu blinked and smiled. "No, we are waiting here."

When San Lorenzo saw that he did not eat soft, he would not say more now, and he would return to the horse with a polite sentence.

"The old thing of Richelieu, if you don't listen to it, do you really think that our military area is afraid of them?" After several people entered the compound, one of the generals immediately suppressed the voice and anger.

Although he deliberately restrained the sound, it is not far from the compound. It is not difficult to hear him.

San Lorenzo glanced at him and knew that he had deliberately said to Lecce, "No rude, wait for things to be clear, they will give Blaison a fair command." Although it is a reprimand The general, but there is no anger at his face.

"Bunny scorpion!" Plo's ear shook slightly, heard the voice behind the compound, and there was a trace of anger in his eyes, tightening the rope.

Richelieu's expression was indifferent, saying: "You don't have to be angry, the dog bites you, you can't bite the dog."

Plo gnawed his teeth and knew that the other party was deliberately irritating them. Once they forced them in, the nature would be different. They would be used by the military region to take the opportunity to cover up Bryson’s affairs.

Richelieu heard the hooves of San Lorenzo and others went away and turned to Proud. "No need to worry, if they want to delay, they will follow them. The longer they drag, the better for us."

"Is it good for us?" Proo did not understand.

"Don't forget, there is a new pope behind us." Richelieu said with a faint gaze, silently, there is still someone behind him.

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