Lix struggled and dissatisfied to put his head off Wilderger's hand. Although the defenses of the Lich and the Necromancer will increase the value after conversion are the same. The problem is that the difference between the two bodies is too big.

"Golden and Green." The undead called out a big snake from the other end of the carriage. The little finger of the lich was sank to the satisfaction. The power of the lich was cold. It had swallowed many human beings' lost souls. However, the greedy guy was still complaining that the souls of the Templars and vampires would melt too quickly like the snow mud in the scorching September sunshine. It was not allowed to try the taste of the non-human soul. The lich raised her eyebrows with interest but did not make any statement. He called again to "Felicia" a slender and translucent tulle girl spread her arms - the neatly dressed but slightly haggard Crown Prince Sardin and his brothers and guards reappeared in front of the people.

"Follow me," Alex said seriously: "We still have something to do."

"Well...of course, it's absolutely." Wilderger replied seriously, shrugging his shoulders in his jacket pocket, "I'm glad it's helpful to you."

Alex paused for a moment and began to think carefully about whether he was ignoring his Necromancers. The problem was that from the beginning, he had no hope that Wilderge would become another fearless and mindless Don Gilleskod, and the things he faced were much more terrifying than a real dragon. After all, even in the Torrell plane, there was no dragon with 1.1 billion believers; but in this case, it was like a bullfighter slaughtering bulls and killing similar Western Sardinians. They had to admit that the "Vulture" he didn't want to provoke would feel that he was idle in boredom.

He turned slightly to look at Wilderger seriously, his brother smiling at him-showing his teeth.

The Lich was sure that was his own illusion.

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“Severe losses?”

"That's right.()"

Her Majesty the Queen of Sardinia said with a smile. The warm sunlight shone on the white porcelain cups and the black tea in the cups. The tea looked like a piece of liquefied amber. The color was very beautiful. She stared at the tea and even said a little proudly: "This time I caught them off guard, right?"

"Always do, your Majesty, always," replied Mrs. Rombal. She was still so humble and gentle. She was proud of her friends and kings - although after her father passed away, she was already a woman with the most private lands in Sardinia - if she was to describe it in a more exaggerated way. If Mrs. Rombal wanted to hike, she could surround Ding for a week - every step on her own land.

Her Majesty the Queen fiddled with a document - the resignation of the Minister of Police and the Gendarmerie - every large scale. After the terrorist attack on royal members, as the head of the domestic security, he must publicly submit a resignation to Her Majesty the Queen to express his deep apology; but this is just a superficial article and a sign. Just as the first time he received such resignation, Her Majesty the Queen is enough for verbal condemnation. Then the resignation will be returned as it is... but everyone has never (at least not) thought that this time, Her Majesty the Queen not only accepted the resignation, but also submitted it directly to the parliamentary vote.

Her Majesty expressed his concern for the minister's ability to work - the first terrorist attack has not yet achieved any results. The second terrorist attack actually occurred in such a short interval... In any case, it is inevitable that there will be omissions in police security work.

"Agnelli must have been very surprised that the resignation of the Minister of Police was approved," said Mrs. Longbal. "He must have thought that most people in the parliament would support him. He had received partial support from the Conservative Party. He was sure to think that he had made the right move on Carlos."

"Pity Agnelli." said Her Majesty the Queen—when these two noble ladies were only two of them. () always spoke out bluntly or could be called accustomed: "He did not understand. In the Sardinian parliament, at most, they were not Democrats or Conservatives. But neutrals - to be precise, they were fencemen." She poured a cup of tea for her companions: "The Lombards made a great contribution." Fencemen also needed the wind to blow.

Mrs. Rombal first lowered her beautiful neck and expressed her gratitude: "This is my right and obligation." She raised her head and said proudly: "The Rombal family is always loyal to the Ferdinand family."

"I'm lucky." Her Majesty responded with a smile. The new Minister of Police was a truly neutral. A rare, upright but not pedantic person. The Queen did not think about putting people who were loyal to her in this critical position - it was too easy to nervous some people - now only neutrality is enough. Alex's performance is obvious to all. As long as she is not blinded by her own desires, no one will think that the little girl can do more than him.

Her Majesty looked at the little golden bell placed on the right coffee table and walked in black: the silver-white minute hands and hour hands on the chassis coated with the chassis formed a beautiful 3o angle: "1, I have another guest coming-Madame Langbaer, can you please bring me another tea set?"

"Of course your majesty."

Mrs. Langbaer walked from a side door to the next room. At the same time, after receiving the instructions of His Majesty Wang, the archbishop of the small reception room walked in in a hurry and frown.

"You look so bad, my Archbishop," Her Majesty said sincerely after the Archbishop gave his salute and asked him to sit down: "Maybe I should not summon you today."

"Ah, it is my duty to call His Majesty to meet His Majesty." The Archbishop carefully sat down on the edge of the chair, as if he was about to jump up and kneel down at any time.

"You are so incredible that I can't bear to tell you that news... What I want to say makes me sad. I really don't want to repeat these words." Her Majesty said calmly: "My Alex was attacked very terrible--maybe you already know a little--you're really pale. This is the second attack from the darkness that the royal family has suffered - so I have to agree to some of the Old Testament requests."

"The Sage is above!" Although it was expected, the Archbishop still couldn't help but stand up suddenly: "They are all people with ulterior motives!"

"You are not right." Her Majesty the Queen agreed: "But you have said that the priests of the National Church have no way to deal with these terrible criminals--the crown is important, but there is no place to wear without a head and a crown, right?" She spread her hands gently and made a helpless move: "I think if Alex and I voluntarily give up the throne and inheritance, at least we can spend the rest of our life in a beautiful place--as far as I know, the Public Church is still very generous to the lamb who is lost."

The Archbishop opened his mouth and gasped for a long time before he could speak: "But... you promised..."

"If I were still Her Majesty, I would naturally keep my promise."

"You...you are coercion!" The Archbishop's face turned almost as dark as his clothes: "The Virgin knows...this is not the first time... Your Majesty!

"——————His Excellency Archbishop, Shao An Wuji."

Her Majesty the Queen picked up the teacup as if nothing had happened and raised her eyebrows at the cold black tea inside: "Since you said that... are people who are obviously powerful and stand by and watch more shameful?" She put down her cup casually: "Let me think about what role does the State Church play besides becoming the spiritual sustenance of the Sardinian people? Charity, social security, national diseases, hospitals, safety, police and military - the only thing they can't do is probably what you can do, but you have always been to those

The dark creature pretends to be deaf and dumb? Turn a blind eye? This is your duty and jurisdiction in the sage. Since you have repeatedly expressed your powerlessness, I can only ask those who can help Sardinia to replace you. Although... this is not what I am willing to do, but this is not just Alex and I. Do you know how many devout believers died in this attack? Or how many survivors are there? 1 How do you want me to face the people of Sardinia? Tell them that our archbishop asks them to mourn themselves?"

"You must know the Archbishop," she said regretfully: "You have always been my friend and Prince Longbal - I am really sorry about this... but I have tried my best."

Her tone was like a surgeon walking out of the operating room - the Archbishop rolled up his lips and sighed deeply and returned to his seat.

"But" he hesitated, "I cannot guarantee our strength..." The number of holy objects in the hands of the State Church is pitifully less than that of the Catholic Church.

"It is common sense to shoot the last bullet in the magazine as the enemy approaches." Her Majesty sighed: "Okay... Since you have said that, just deal with the things related to the attack...even if I just expelled me, it is acceptable.

”

Then it is just expelling the Nofells - perhaps not very difficult. Is the question whether Her Majesty knows the role of Annado in it?

“Annado…”

"What?"

"Nothing."

Annado - Ancient family that has been passed down for nearly a thousand years...

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The next chapter is Annado's turn... Remind that it doesn't mean it's an alliance... In real history, all the Knights Templars in France have only 54. (To be continued)
Chapter completed!