The Great Conqueror

"I brought you here this time not to quarrel. Put away your problems now. Regardless of whether this Asura was created by the Pope, or whether the Beast God's performance is true or not, his existence has already affected our plan. The president personally ordered us to solve this problem in Shenyao Province, and not spread it to other provinces!"

Victor Klansky said lightly, in the province of Daros, you may not know who the governor is, and you may not know who the shaman is, but no one does not know Victor Klansky, this is the big man who covers the sky.

The faces of all the guild leaders did not change. It can be said that the guild leaders of each city are rich in wealth and respected status, and they will not lose their composure because of the slightest things. What kind of beast gods perform martial arts, what Shura is just a poor boy jumping around.

Victor seems to have seen through the thoughts of these people, there is no benefit, and the attitude of these people will not be positive, "Senior Council, we will add a seat to the Engraving Masters Guild, and whoever solves this problem will have this seat."

As soon as the voice fell, although no one spoke, the gazes of these people were all different, and a strong atmosphere emerged from the presidents of the engraving masters' guild. The seat of the Elders' Association is a great temptation for everyone present. It can be said that entering the Elders' Association is truly entering the authority of the Mengjia Empire.

"The meeting is over, Sam will let you stay."

The meetings of the Engravers' Guild are still very concise. Whoever can do things will benefit. Everyone attaches great importance to efficiency.

Others were a little gloating, and it was going to be bad luck for Sam to settle down with this old boy. With the engraving masters guild in every place, Yelu Samo turned the world around, which has become a joke after dinner.

Soon there were only two people left in the meeting room. Sam Anton was very nervous when he came to Daros recently, and life was very sad. The temple continued to expand the momentum of the engraving method of the gods. The most frightening thing was that the first choice of some newcomers with engraver potential was not the engraver guild but the temple. There were even many engraver from other cities who took refuge in the temple.

Although the business of the guild has not declined very much, it is obviously not the key to the engraver guild. The rise of the engraving of the gods is the most unbearable, and the problem is not Sam Anton. He can bear it, but he can bear it.

In the banquet of the Holy See, the Pope lavishly praised Jerusalem’s progress in front of the President and the Grand Consul. The proud look made the President go back angrily and smashed his beloved vase. The struggle between the Holy See, the Engraver’s Guild, and the consuls at the top was more intense. For this reason, he also received a lot of criticism, such messy clowns jumping around, engraved with gods, why they all appeared in Shenyao Province, how could he be so unlucky.

Dealing with Shura is very simple, let the cities find someone to kill him, but Yelu Samo, this is a place where names are named, and Sam Anton is also an old courtier.

"Sam Anton, you have worked tirelessly for the guild for many years, you have worked hard." Victor said lightly.

Sam's heart skipped a beat, "Chief, the subordinates know that they didn't do well."

"Hehe, we are also old friends. When I became the chief, you have always stood by my side. I have always remembered it for so many years."

"Master Chief, the subordinates should do what they should do." Sam Anton's hands were already sweating, and the choice of fate still came.

Victor smiled, "The higher ups are very dissatisfied, very... dissatisfied, but I will try my best to protect you, but you also know that no one can protect you after a long time, what solution do you have for the current situation?"

Sweat was accumulating, but Sam Anton had to try his best to stay calm. If he panicked, he might lose his only chance.

"Master Chief, we are developing a new engraving method, and we will definitely regain the disadvantage!"

"Oh? Are you sure?" Victor glanced at the other party.

"Sure, my subordinates will definitely save the situation. Please rest assured, Chief!" Sam Anton knew that he had no way out, so he decided to go all out.

"Very well, I choose to believe you, but old friend, you have to know that the President doesn't want to hear that sarcastic voice from the pope again, you must make achievements this time, or the beast gods won't be able to keep you."

The chief executive said lightly.

"President, please rest assured!"

"Okay, you go back, I also want to relax, I am getting older, my heart is not as strong as before, hey, my heart has also softened."

What he said said that Sam's settlement was in dire straits, but what made him feel even more chilled, he had no chance of winning at all, how could he fight?

What fight?

New engraving method? Are you kidding me, besides that boy Arthur, who can casually create new equipment these days?

Although it is nominally a joint creation of the Jerusalem Temple, how could it be hidden from the inside of the Jerusalem? Damn it, this kid should have belonged to the Engravers Guild, but two guards who didn't want to open his eyes drove him away. Every time he thinks of this, Sam Anton's heart twitches.

If he had known this earlier, he should have been killed as soon as possible to avoid future troubles, but now this person is a priest with the Beast God Honor Medal and the Golden Thorn Jihad Medal, no matter which honor is enough for the assassin to destroy the nine tribes, the Holy See really wants to investigate it, there is no impenetrable wall at all, thinking about the fate of those heretics, Sam Anton can't help but shiver, he knows that the engraver guild will definitely abandon him immediately.

To do is to die, not to do is also to die, what should we do?

Sitting in the carriage, Sam Anton's complexion was quite bad. He felt that his life was going to perish.

The culprit appeared in his mind, somehow, very inexplicable, and Sam Anton wanted to ask him if he had a solution.

Ask your enemies, how can you help yourself?

Sam Anton felt a little old-fashioned.

(recommendation ticket for morning wakeup~~~)