13 Mink Street

Alfred clenched his hands slightly, and then slowly let go. It was obvious that autumn had brought on the chill, but there were still traces of sweat on his palms.

For a long time in the past, Alfred was a TV presenter in Luojia City. He was calm, and his elegant, delicate wine-red suit made him a phantom on the street at night.

Originally, he could continue to live like this, like a nobleman in the shadows, living extravagantly, and occasionally adding a little lethargy to his spirit when the mood came.

But all of this was completely changed after he set a goal, and that was...on the murals!

To this end, he studied painting skills, and at the same time studied and appreciated the murals of various churches to improve his ability to compose pictures.

At this moment, he was forcibly suppressing the overwhelming excitement and emotion in his heart. Although his eyes were calm, he subconsciously lowered them to suppress the tears that might secrete from the corners of his eyes at any time.

In the future, when you present today's scene in the form of murals, you must add such an introduction under the murals:

This is the first time that the young master (the great existence) has used direct confrontation to express his dissatisfaction and anger in public. A pattern blew the horn of the charge, and opened the great prelude to the replacement of the old order by the new order!

It's a pity that I don't have a piano by my side. If there is one, Alfred will touch the keys to play the most suitable background music, and use sonorous rhythms to match the recitation of "My Lord's Mercy".

This is a pity, but it is also the direction of improvement in the next stage. Alfred believes that after this first time, there will definitely be similar things in the future.

This involuntarily reminded him of the night on Mink Street, when Master Diss brought the young master to the door to question the crime. On the dimly lit street, he carried a peanut tube radio on his shoulder and accompanied the young master to the music. Gently dance.

What a nostalgic picture.

That is also the "supreme mural" that Alfred believed in. It is neither sacred nor noble, but it reveals the most precious message: the easy-going and intimate relationship between himself and the young master.

Ah, music, still the damned music!

After adjusting his mood, Alfred took a deep breath and looked straight ahead. When he helped the young master recruit disciples in the future, knowing a musical instrument must be a bonus item.

Unlike Alfred's rich inner drama, Karen's heart is still calm now, like a suspense movie that has been spoiled, it is difficult to fully immerse.

In addition, there is another important reason that cannot be ignored, that is, the flying knights in the sky and the garrison knights on the ground are only lent to him by Bishop Berne, and they do not belong to him.

I am in the OEM business of canned soybean paste, and it is difficult for you to be happy with it from the bottom of your heart even if others praise you for its delicious taste.

When will I be able to have a knight of order, the kind that is exclusive to me.

But Karen knows that it is very difficult. Seeing that Neo spends all his savings to finally get a VIP car, his [Black Prison Castle] war weapons are still far away from being equipped. Individuals or a small group, even if you It is difficult to perform extraordinary feats if it can be corrupted.

The armor, accessories, formations, forging of various weapons, personal practice, the breeding and replacement of the horses on the garrison knights, the armor of the horses, and even every horseshoe are condensed with countless systems and departments. crystallization of wisdom.

Why the Crypt God Sect willingly became a vassal of order, in fact, has nothing to do with the entourage friendship between the God of Order and the seven great gods of the Crypt.

Not to mention anything else, if Master Augie hadn't been relying on the whipman, she could have been eating the resources of the Cult of Kosmos all the time, she wouldn't have grown up at all, how could she be as tall and plump as she is now.

So, from the point of view of a conspirator, stealing the resources of the church into his own pocket, assembling a car and decorating an office, etc., no matter how you look at it, it looks like a petty family.

What real conspirators should plan is to use the resources of the church to expand their own strength, directly omitting the link of circulation in their own hands.

Bishop Bourne, did you spend a coupon to support these garrison knights? It didn’t take long for them to throw a token at you to make these knights rush in according to your order, even if it was the headquarters building of the Whip of Order. .

hiss……

Karen suddenly realized that this is the real senior.

The head of the district shouted angrily, pulling back all the inner thoughts of everyone at the scene:

"Is this a rebellion!"

Karen slightly tilted his neck. Faced with this situation, District Chief Harry buckled a big hat first.

How should I put it, you can ridicule some of the ugliness of these leaders in private, but you can't really underestimate the IQ of people who can climb to this position.

Under the complicated and astonishing changes in the scene, Mayor Harry took the first step to carry the banner of righteousness, because he firmly believed that the knights in the garrison would not dare to attack the Whip of Order.

Otherwise, it will become the biggest joke in the history of the Cult of Kosmos. In the world, it is equivalent to the army of the Wayne Empire rushing into the Procuratorate of the Wayne Government. This nature is almost the same as directly attacking the Congress Building.

Although Bishop Burne said very excitedly last night: If he saw that Karen ordered the garrison to really launch an attack, he would be so excited that he would tremble.

But the reality is that it is impossible for him to order an attack.

This battle originated from the fact that I was stumbled at the commendation conference. Even if I lost, I would probably be kicked out of the Whip of Order and start over in another department. Not only was a lot of time and energy wasted, but the new start would be even more difficult .

But if he ordered the attack, everything would be irreparable. From himself, to Bourne, to Worfren, and even almost the entire top management of the York City region, they would all face bloody purges from the Holy See!

What is infinitely worse than sending an assassin to assassinate a competitor?

That is to directly mobilize the army to crush the opponent.

This is something that even the dead Tai Xisen did not dare to do.

Therefore, what Karen has to do now is to make the other party feel that he will do such a crazy thing on the premise that everyone knows that the conflict will not go off by accident;

Then they forced District Mayor Harry and the acting chief bishop of Dunk to make concessions, allowing the five bishops who had just been officially "released" to return to the "chicken coop" obediently.

I have to be exaggerated, I have to be crazy...

Fortunately, Karen has a suitable reference object in his mind, or an imitation object. Unfortunately, that person is currently writing a book in the cell below, so he cannot come to guide him in person.

In short, this is really difficult. After all, I have to let myself, who has always been used to being decent, imitate the happy man.

Karen walked down the steps and came to Minister Bernie.

Bernie's lips moved slightly, as if he wanted to say something, but he didn't know what to say, because this was no longer a political game he was familiar with, and he never even thought that he would have to deal with such a situation in his lifetime.

Karen didn't speak, but stretched out his hand, went around Bernie's shoulder, pressed the back of the minister's neck, and then took half a step forward, so that his face and the minister's face were placed on the same side.

"I told you, it's not over, it's just the beginning."

"You... really can't understand..."

"Well, yeah, sometimes I'm also confused and don't know what I need to do next."

Next, Karen's words made Bernie puzzled:

"Everyone laughs at Neo, and everyone is Neo."

"What's the meaning?"

"it means……"

"puff!"

Bernie's body shook, and he lowered his head in disbelief, just in time to see a black wing being slowly pulled out from his abdomen. It was tucked into the cuff of Karen's robe and disappeared, but it was already there just now. He created a penetrating wound for himself with almost only a layer of skin left. Besides, the breath of order and purification adhered to it, further destroying his body.

Karen took a step back and opened her arms.

Bernie bowed down, covering his abdomen with his hands, blood gurgling out and dripping on the ground, this pool of bright red irritated the eyes of everyone who cast their gazes over.

Karen whispered: "We are clearly on the right track, I am willing to help you do things as your subordinate, earn credit together, and promote along with you.

So, I'm really surprised, why are you messing with me? "

"cough……"

While continuing to hold his wound, Bernie said:

"I said... I don't know... Do you believe it?"

"Believe it or not, what's the point?" Karen shrugged, with a smile on the corner of his mouth, "I'm sorry, when I realized you were going to punish me at the commendation meeting, I wanted to stab you."

"Hehe...but I didn't expect...you would really poke..."

"I have always thought that I am a kind person, but my dog ​​has always thought that I am a vengeful person, so it has been very cautious in my house."

"Your dog... can see... very clearly..."

"Yeah, I shouldn't doubt its judgment and vision. Maybe it stands really high, so it will be more accurate in judging people."

Bernie began to treat himself. He is an excellent priest, but the problem is that Karen launched a sneak attack on him in front of so many eyes when he did not expect it, and attached a large number of Purification power, even if he is very good at healing, at this time the pain is so painful that his whole body is convulsed.

His back began to bend, his whole body leaned forward, not falling to the ground was not his last dignity and stubbornness, but that he had become numb, and he didn't care about face-saving matters at all.

However, what Karen said next on purpose using the amplification method made Minister Bernie have to cheer up again:

"Ah, my lord minister, why is your old injury torn again at this time, how can you not cherish your body so much?"

The sound was loud and spread all around.

Although most people didn't see that it was Karen who stabbed Minister Bernie because of the angle of sight and because Karen's actions were very secretive, but...do you need to look at it!

However, Minister Bernie gritted his teeth and opened his mouth. When he was about to speak, his caring subordinate also placed the halo of the amplification technique on his lips, as if delivering a microphone to the leader. .

Bernie froze for a moment, then smiled silently, and then he said:

"Yes, my old wound is broken, and it keeps getting torn again, what a... headache!"

This scene is filled with a kind of black comedy.

Everyone present, including the knights in black armor, knew that Karen had stabbed him, but he wanted to make it public that his old injury had recurred.

The reason is simple, apart from answering this way, Bernie has no second choice.

Do you shout: "No, how dare you openly attack your superiors, you apostate!"

or,

"Come on, bring him down for questioning!"

The consequence of doing this is to completely push Karen to a dead end. If it is a previous struggle, pushing the opponent into a dead end should have a kind of reserved and superior feeling in my heart, and enjoy the art of this kind of struggle;

However, he has soldiers in his hands!

If you block his other paths, then there is only one path left for him to go.

Bernie is just waiting to be demoted, and it is the kind of demotion that avoids the limelight, but if a bloody conflict between the garrison and the Whip of Order really breaks out, then all the senior priests present...wait for the Holy See's iron-blooded trial!

Under that kind of trial, exile is an unrealistic luxury, because the Holy See has zero tolerance for this kind of behavior.

The most important thing is that although there are many people in the headquarters building, Bernie doesn't think that these Whip of Order personnel can withstand the charge of these well-trained and coordinated knights.

He didn't even have to think about the next trial, whether he could survive the next charge would be a big question mark!

Even the Whip of Order, which is relatively strong in all systems and belongs to the third rank of the God Cult's battle sequence, will appear pale and powerless in front of a real army.

Karen reached out and patted Minister Bernie on the back lightly, then walked around him and walked towards the small stage of the press conference in front of him alone.

Probably because he stabbed Bernie, so when Karen came over, the bishops and ministers did not let out the clichéd roars, such as "Karen, how dare you!" "Karen, you are presumptuous!" This kind of.

Everyone is a decent person, and the characteristic of a decent person is that after tearing off their decent coat, everyone will become very shy.

When Karen cast his eyes on the five bishops standing on the stage, the five bishops tacitly turned their faces to avoid Karen's gaze, even though Karen scolded them at the press conference For half a month.

But what people didn't expect was that the first person to come forward was not Karen's highest direct supervisor, District Chief Harry, but the acting Chief Bishop Dunk.

This is an elegant old man. In fact, except for his gray hair, his face and figure are extremely young... He has the feeling of a white-haired elf prince.

No wonder he will be the candidate to replace Wo Furen, and he can already score high marks in terms of image.

He stopped in front of Karen, and Karen also stopped. He was taller than Karen, so he lowered his head, looked at Karen, with a warm smile on his lips, and said:

"I have been doing exchange and study work in Dinge District some time ago, and I just came back not long ago, so I didn't meet you formally in the District, but when I saw your photo in the newspaper for the first time, I held it Asked my wife, I asked her:

Look, does this look like me when I was young? "

This is a scene cliché, when the superiors say that you are like him when you were young, it is often a kind of compliment they think of you;

But Karen's ears are really callused when he hears similar words.

It's just that what I hear most often, or from the meaning revealed in the eyes of the other party, is: you are really similar to your grandpa.

Especially my grandmother, every time we meet, from body movements to facial expressions, I seem to keep repeating this exclamation: Seeing you is like seeing Diss when I was young.

Well, Karen would not be angry if he said that he was very similar to his grandfather. On the contrary, he would feel that it was a kind of honor. After all, if it is true, the young Diss should be much more relaxed and free than the current self.

On the stone tablet outside the gate of the temple, people leave their names piously, but my grandfather split the stone tablet in half, forcing it into a dividing line for men left and women right to leave their names in the future.

What's more, I heard from Pu'er and Huo Fen that when my grandfather was young, he dared to talk back to the elders of the temple, so that the other party could not get off the stage.

Look at yourself again, relying on the borrowed knights, and arguing with such low-level things as the ministers and bishops of the region.

Alas, it is really not as good as the next generation.

The only thing I can compare with my grandfather now is probably the position, well, the office director of the Whip of Order is much higher than the judge.

Dunk originally thought that his gentle opening remarks could get a more positive response from the other party, and at least relieve the tense atmosphere at this time, but Karen returned his gaze with a very clear contempt, and a sentence that although literal Can't understand the reply but can clearly perceive the emotion:

"My lord, do you have brothers and sisters in your family? Where is your rank in the family?"

Dunk felt that he would look stupid if he did answer.

Therefore, he avoided this question, instead bent down slightly, and asked:

"Bourne is really daring to play. I have read your information, and it says orphans; so, could it be that you are Bourne's illegitimate child?"

It's also a really stupid question to answer.

Therefore, Karen did not choose to answer, but raised his hand, and slapped this extremely handsome old face that was very close to him in front of him!

"Snapped!"

Crisp and loud.

It can be clearly transmitted far away without the use of loudspeaker techniques.

The acting chief bishop of Dunk stared blankly at Karen. The burning pain on his left cheek and the fishy sweetness overflowing from the corner of his mouth allowed him to confirm that all this was not a dream, but a real occurrence.

"My lord, you just had a mosquito on your face!"