Blasphemy Chapter 13: Undercurrent

While Rogge was still sleeping in Xiaoxing and heading towards Lille City, Aite was dressing up carefully. Dark blue is a fashionable color among nobles this year, and he also specially ordered a dark blue cloak. Under the cloak is exquisite dark green mail, and the golden piping shows the owner's youth and wealth. Combined with the magician's logo on the corner of the cloak, Aite's identity as a dual practitioner of magic and martial arts is readily apparent.

The two-handed giant sword has also been remade, with several smooth golden patterns extending from the hilt to one-third of the sword body. This newly added pattern has no special function, it is just beautiful. Faith couldn't help but sigh while making it for him, and in the end he viciously took 200 gold coins from Eter. Since the completion of Rogge's armor 'Reincarnation' and battle ax 'Soul Binding', Faith has made a rule that all the bosses of 'Hammer of War' must pay money if they want to build equipment. Of course it's just a cost, you don't have to pay it if you want, it will be deducted directly when dividends are distributed.

Ete carefully arranged his clothes and put a little perfume behind his ears. It is said that this kind of "Cartierine Poetry" perfume can stir up the passion of the most indifferent women, so it is extremely expensive. Ete spent thirty gold coins and only bought a small bottle. He would never be willing to use it until the critical moment of limelight. But tonight was different. Isabella finally agreed to have dinner with him, which made Etter's heart, which had been in flowers for a long time, very happy.

Since Wu Huan was dragged to War God's Hammer, Isabella no longer has to clean up Aite's room. This makes Aite extremely distressed, and she cannot offend Wu Huan, who has a weird temper. He could only seize the opportunity to continue harassing Isabella when she went to the church three days a week to help. Now that there was hope for success, how could he not be well prepared?

Seeing that it was still early in the day, Aite carefully took care of his face in front of the mirror. The man in the mirror is tall and handsome, with a bit of ruggedness. There is a faint scar on the left side of his face, which adds a bit of heroic charm. His lips are a little thicker, but it doesn't matter, he looks more masculine. Aite was very satisfied with his appearance. The only thing he was dissatisfied with was that time passed too slowly and the sun just hung in the sky and refused to go down. He walked around the room, posing in front of the mirror from time to time to check whether he was really tall and handsome.

The night finally fell, and Aite immediately ran to the door excitedly, loudly asking the servant to prepare the horse, and then left with the clear sound of hoofbeats all the way.

An inconspicuous post car stopped at the door of a very luxurious hotel. The waiter at the door was obviously well-trained and still greeted him enthusiastically. He opened the door very gracefully and bowed deeply. Not even half a point less. A short man wearing a black hooded cloak got out of the car, looked at the hotel and the waiters, and said with a satisfied smile: "This 'Helen' hotel always makes people feel so comfortable! Last time I came here That was half a year ago."

Two more people got out of the car. The first person had short light blond hair and deep and calm blue-gray eyes. The person behind him had straight black hair with a rare shawl. His face was so handsome that he was even a bit demonic. At first glance, his eyes looked... Just like the black color of the night sky, you can only find the deep blue color if you look closely. These two people are Kate and Franco. After achieving some achievements in divine fighting spirit, Kate's entire temperament also changed, and she looked divine and solemn in every gesture.

"Bishop Hart, since arriving in the city of Lille, the brothers have never had much money. Now that the business of 'Hammer of War' is good, I dare to ask Bishop Hart to come out and talk about it. If it weren't for 'Helen' , How can a small place in general be worthy of the status of Bishop Hart?" Franco said intimately.

The person in the cloak is none other than Bishop Gernald Hart, who has awarded honors to nobles and villains and showered them with holy water. Under the guidance of the waiter, the three of them went straight to the fifth floor and found a small, quiet room to sit down.

This room is slightly smaller, but it faces the most prosperous neighborhood in Lille. Looking out the window, it is full of lights and entertainment, and it is very lively. The room is in a retro style, with tables, chairs, and tableware all decorated with complicated and gorgeous patterns. Fortunately, there are very few furnishings in the room, only a table, four chairs, and a cabinet for hanging coats, so it doesn't seem crowded. Hanging on the wall is a work by a master painter who went crazy in his later years. It is of course a copy. In the eyes of experts like Franco, this imitation has captured the charm of this master and is absolutely valuable. However, in the eyes of Kate and Bishop Gernard Hart, this painting is just an inexplicable pile of color blocks. Just together.

There is a small magic circle carved under the carpet of the hut, which can completely prevent the conversations in the house from spreading outside the range of the magic circle. This is the real value of this cabin. The cost of maintaining a magic circle is very high, even for such a simple small magic circle. Therefore, ordinary rich people would not dare to eat food and coffee in this kind of room.

The dishes are very simple. After the appetizers, there are just a few seafood dishes and just one fish, but they are absolutely fresh. The city of Lille is quite far away from the sea on all sides, and it is winter again. These seafood must be transported all the way from the sea by fast horses without stopping, so that they can maintain such a fresh taste. If it has been frozen, the taste will be very different.

The wine is more than seventy years old, so that’s it. The maid who came in to serve the food turned out to be a half-elf slave. The elves don't have much contact with humans, so mixed half-elves are even rarer. Half-elves are all handsome in men and stunning in women. They are excellent collections for various dignitaries. At this moment, there is a half-elf girl as a waiter, which greatly exceeds the expectations of the three people present.

Just when the three of them were hesitating, a man knocked on the door and came in. This man was not tall, but he was a little fat, enough to fit two Francos inside. Even if you are tall and strong like Kate, you can easily fit one and a half into it. The big fat man had a sincere and joyful smile on his face, and he chased after Rogge. When he came in, he greeted Kate and Franco with a familiarity.

"These two must be Knight Kate and Knight Franco. They are indeed handsome and elegant, with extraordinary style! The villain Jing Ge is now managing 'Helen' for my boss. As for this gentleman, villain Although I don’t know it, I can see that I have been in a high position for a long time and have a good demeanor. Standing in front of you, even a villain seems to have a little bit of the glory of God! Is it possible that you are a master of light magic?"

Gernard Hart is just an eighth-level priest. He can only use light magic up to the fourth level. He can't even be called a midfielder, let alone a master? But the fat man Jing Ge, who had never met before, discovered that he was using light magic as soon as they met. He was extremely happy at the moment. Could it be that he didn't know that magic power had been greatly improved recently?

Bishop Gernard Hart immediately had a favorable impression of Jing Ge, but Kate and Franco were suspicious. Jing Ge noticed that the two men looked unkind, and immediately said: "The villain's boss is Mr. Stanich. My master was very happy after receiving the goods ordered from the 'Hammer of the God of War' the day before yesterday. I specially ordered the villain to invite the 'God of War' "A few adults came to Helen's for entertainment, and I told them that if they patronize Helen's in the future, they will be halved. Before the villain could invite me personally, who knew that the two of them had already arrived at the shop. Haha, villain I have described their appearance in detail to every servant, so as soon as the two of you arrive, the servants will immediately inform the villain."

The two of them had their doubts cleared up, and Kate smiled and asked: "Where is your Mr. Stanich?"

Jing Ge replied: "My master made an appointment with the Marquis of Abbiati today, and he seems to be going to the Night Elf."

Franco and Kate looked at each other and laughed secretly, making Jing Ge confused.

After Jing Ge left, the three of them drove away the half-elf maid and began to discuss while eating. Bishop Gernard Hart pinched the half-elf's **** hard, causing her to scream in pain, and then he let her go with satisfaction.

The bishop was very satisfied with the food here. He cleaned almost the entire plate of silver ice shrimp by himself, and also ate most of the sturgeon, a specialty of the Arctic Sea. Kate and Franco praised the Bishop a lot, and they were quite restrained at first. Later, when they saw the way the Bishop was eating, they began to flatter him unscrupulously. After a while, they took pictures of the Bishop, who has great magic power, not to mention the popularity. The Cardinal is at his fingertips, and even the Pope is not without ideas. Unexpectedly, this flattery touched the heart of the Bishop. He raised his head and took a sip of wine, washed down the sturgeon meat in his mouth, then put down the glass and let out a long sigh.

It turns out that this bishop is fifty-one years old this year and has been following Cardinal Burke for more than twenty years. He has been Burke's number one confidant for many years. In the diocese of the Principality of Bavaria, he is the second most powerful person. , a role above all others. Cardinal Burke is fifty-seven years old. He became a cardinal seven years ago and was granted the title of Diocese of the Duchy of Bavaria. Back then, Burke was also the second youngest red archbishop. He had profound attainments in light magic. His sixteenth-level magic attainment was said to be second only to the Pope in the church. However, after seven years, Burke's ranking among the cardinals did not rise but fell, slipping from eighth to eleventh. The Pope has repeatedly criticized Burke for his inability to extend the divine light of the Church of Light to the entire Rhine League. expressed strong dissatisfaction.

The battle at the Temple of Oedi also made Burke very happy. The saintly girl Wella, who came from nowhere, actually has sixteen levels of attainments in light magic at such a young age. Given time, it is not impossible for the Church of Light to have a female pope. However, after the death of Cardinal Brun, the Pope actually promoted a thirty-six-year-old, unknown bishop to fill the cardinal's position. During the ceremony to bestow upon the cardinal the robe, the man actually showed a level of seventeenth level of divine power, which shocked Burke again. According to Burke's original plan, the Pope was only a sixteenth-level divine power, and he was already ninety years old. Presumably, his attainments in light magic were not advancing but retreating. Although Burke himself had not improved in recent years, he was already aging and increasingly confused. The Pope is not a problem yet. But as soon as this person appeared, Burke's original wishful thinking immediately came to nothing. From then on, he began to amass wealth and indulge in self-destruction.

After Pope Burke lost all hope, he turned his anger on Bishop Hart, scolding him for only bragging and flattering, with low spiritual power and ineffectiveness in doing things. Hart was also extremely aggrieved. If Cardinal Burke didn't like this, how could he dare to flatter him every day? Is there ever a time when Burke was not photographed comfortably? As for your low spiritual power and ineffectiveness in doing things, you already knew this twenty years ago. Why do you only think of it today? Of course, Hart only dared to complain in his heart, and still flattered Burke a lot, until he patted Burke again to make him feel comfortable, and then left.

But since then, Burke has turned to vigorously promoting new people. Now the two bishops tied with Hart are less than forty, but they are shrewd, capable, and powerful. They are both twelfth-level light mages. Whatever important matters Burke had, they were slowly handed over to these two people, while Hart had already been left out in the cold.

Bishop Gernard Hart’s talent is indeed limited, and it took him two hours to finish talking about this matter. By the time Kate and Franco finally figured it out, Bishop Hart was already drunk and fell on the table unable to get up.

Kate helped Bishop Hart and walked upstairs. Franco followed behind and whispered: "Compared to the other two bishops, Bishop Hart is no longer powerful. We are so dedicated to recruiting, and it costs a lot of money. Is it worth it?"

Although Bishop Hart was heavy, it was nothing to Kate. Kate shook her head and lowered her voice: "My father has repeatedly told me that those in high positions, no matter how incompetent they seem, must be outstanding. We have also met the other two bishops. , they are indeed energetic, young and promising, but I always feel that they are too sharp and full of arrogance. Even if we go to collect a lot of gold coins, people may not necessarily have a place for us in their hearts. If anything happens If you beg them, you will definitely have a different face."

Franco suddenly realized, "You are right. Now that I think about it, Bishop Hart is much more measured in his actions. Although the bishop is also greedy for money and lust, he does not make excessive demands. Haha, this is just snobbery on my part. , when the other two bishops are on the rise, they will definitely look down on us."

Kate went up to the sixth floor at this time. At the waiter's signal, she pushed open the door of a luxurious customer room and placed Bishop Hart on the sofa. Then she said: "Yeah, we don't have much now anyway." I need help from the church. From the perspective of friendship alone, I trust Bishop Hart more."

Franco asked the waiter to call the half-elf girl and told her to serve Bishop Hart well, and then he and Kate pushed the door open and left.

The half-elf girl took off the clothes of the drunk Bishop Hart and went to the bathroom to put in hot water. As soon as she left, Hart turned over and sat up. He looked at the door where Kate and Franco left, nodded and smiled with satisfaction, and then lay down on his back to enjoy the tenderness of the night.

Dark at night is when the "Night Elves" are at their most prosperous. The exclusive parking square at the entrance is full of grandeur. Whenever night falls, this square must be filled with all kinds of luxurious carriages. Those who are rich and small and have no money to decorate their carriages and horses will be embarrassed to pass by this place at this time. However, at this moment, two unadorned carriages were parked at the gate of the "Night Elf". One fat and one thin got off the carriages. They looked at each other and smiled when they met, holding hands and talking happily, and entered the gate together. They are the wealthy Stanich and the Marquis of Abbiati.

The driver of the two looked quite arrogant, and a waiter guided them to park the carriage in the small parking lot in the backyard of the "Night Elf". Although "Night Elf" offers all-inclusive services, its flesh and blood business is too famous, and those nobles with real status yearn for it, but on the surface they have to pretend to be disdainful of patronizing it. The only time they come here is to do it secretly. Like being a thief. The small parking lot in the backyard is specially designed for these people. The vehicles in the parking lot are plain and unpretentious, with no decorative heraldry or anything like that. But the aura of wealth and nobility could not be suppressed from the divine steeds of the horses pulling the carts.

Stanich and the Marquis of Abbiati have known each other for many years, and they have also been fighting each other overtly and covertly. Stanich's success lies in his great financial situation and abundant income. The Marquis of Abbiati has a long family history, a vast territory, a wealth accumulated over hundreds of years, and countless priceless heirlooms of all kinds, so he has never been at a disadvantage.

The two booked the most magnificent room in the "Night Elf" and discussed this year's harvest in the Marquis territory. This room is not so much a suite as it is a small mansion. The hall is enough for a party for thirty to fifty people, and there are three bedrooms, each with its own bathroom. The interior is as large as the crystal magic chandelier, and as small as the porcelain plates with fruits on the table, all of which are not affordable for an average person.

Over the years, 60% of the grain and other crops in the Marquis territory have been sold to Stanich. The two agreed on the price and quantity at the beginning of the year, and then delivered them during the harvest season. Stanich only had to pay 10% of the full price in advance. That’s it. For the Marquis, in this way, most of the harvests in the territory will have a fixed income, and he no longer has to worry about buying and selling. On the one hand, Stanich ensures adequate supply of goods. On the other hand, he also has enough manpower and experience to cope with fluctuations in market food prices. In fact, since Mr. Stanich monopolizes more than half of the principality's new grains, a large part of the domestic grain price trend depends on his expression.

Due to years of cooperation, the two settled this year's contract issue in just a few words, and tonight's main event took place.

A delicate maid led a row of enchanting girls into the hall for the two of them to choose from. The "Night Elf" action was indeed extraordinary. Among these girls, there were actually two half-elves and a real dark elf! The dark elf's bare shoulders were branded with magic symbols, which were obviously used to suppress her magic and control her to prevent her from escaping. As for the other human girls, some are pure, some are charming, some are elegant, some are pitiful, their expressions and behaviors are all different, and they are all the best of their respective types.

The two showed humility to each other, and in the end Stanich took the lead. The big fat man stretched out his hand and pointed at the dark elf. Abbiati raised his eyebrows, knowing that this fat man had bad intentions. The female dark elf is not only a natural magician, but also an excellent warrior. Although the captured dark elf was controlled by unknown methods, its natural physical strength and reaction advantages are still there. If you want to conquer this kind in bed. A fairy cannot be described by the word 'macho'. In the past, this fat man looked useless, and he could only spend a cup of hot tea. How could he dare to pick this goblin? Is he really getting stronger with age, or has he found some holy nourishing product? The Marquis was scheming and suspicious, but with a calm face, he clicked on a pitiful girl, about sixteen or seventeen years old.

Stanich was also shocked. The girl was also an untamed character known as the "Night Elf". She looked innocent, but was actually very aggressive. If the man behaved worse, she would definitely yell at him afterwards and spread it widely. However, because of this, all the nobles and wealthy people were proud to conquer her, and from then on, they became popular.

Gently turning a huge ring on his thumb, Stanich suddenly felt at ease. This ring is exquisitely made and has an exaggerated shape. The huge kerosene diamond is even more eye-catching. This was the design plan that Rogge personally made before he left, and it satisfied every corner of the big fat man's heart. Stanich laughed "haha" and pulled the dark elf into the room.

Seeing the fat man disappear into the bedroom, Marquis Abbiati unconsciously twirled a ring on his **** with his thumb and sneered at the corner of his mouth. This ring is made of two-tone gold, with a row of fine fire diamonds inlaid with the Marquis's initials. The entire ring is inconspicuous, winning purely for its beautiful lines and simple design, which is exactly what Franco set out to do.

The boundless spring scenery spreads in the room. Their bedrooms were deliberately left open, and bursts of heart-shaking screams and moans came and went, reflecting each other.

Half an hour passed silently like water. A waiter quietly pushed the door of the hall open, and it was still thrilling to hear the fierce fighting inside. With a look of envy and disbelief, he quietly closed the door.

In the sway of the magic flame, Stanich felt that the scenery in the entire room seemed to be shaking slightly. He was already panting and sweating profusely. The dark elf beneath the body has collapsed on the bed, and the dark and smooth satin-like skin is covered with large beads of sweat. At this time, she was no longer able to cooperate with Stanich's movements. She just lay there helplessly and allowed Stanich to sprint wildly.

Stanich also has troubles that he cannot express. Although he is supported by the magic ring of the Hammer of War and the Fountain of Youth, he is not made of iron after all. At most, he is made of iron on the outside, but there is still a glass core on the inside. Woolen cloth. After holding on for so long, why is the old boy opposite still so full of life? Is there anything weird about it?

Finally Stanich could no longer hold on, and the bull roared several times, all at once. He stopped breathing for a moment and listened carefully. There was no sound at all, and he couldn't help but feel overjoyed. The dark elf under him said feebly: "Over there, it was over five minutes ago. Sir, are you, are you really a human?" Stanich laughed wildly, and his fat body jumped lightly to the ground. On the floor, there was a loud clang of cups and dishes in the room.

He threw on his clothes indiscriminately and rushed into the hall happily. He saw the Marquis of Abbiati, whose face was ashen and sitting on the sofa, panting. The little beauty next to her seemed to have no bones, and she lay limply on the Marquis's body. Her eyes were half-open and half-closed, and she had no trace of her vitality. Stanich has been firmly suppressed by the Marquis of Abbiati in terms of bed skills for many years. This time he got his revenge, and he felt extremely happy.

Stanich glanced at the magic hourglass on the wall and saw that it was frozen at one hour and five minutes. He couldn't help but smile like a flower again. Although the Marquis was angry and annoyed, he had gained a lot by keeping the little goblin around him docile. The two looked at each other, both puzzled by the other's sudden bravery. They accidentally saw the ring on the other's hand. The bright red color of the fire diamond made their hearts skip a beat. But they are all old treacherous people, and none of them will tell this.

Finally, the fat and thin people took a breath and calmed down, put on their clothes and left. The waiters in the corridor and foyer looked at the two with shock and envy, which greatly satisfied the vanity of the fat and thin people. As soon as the two left, the two little goblins were surrounded by the waiters and maids, who kept questioning them. Even the director of "Night Elf" heard the news and hurried over. The two little demons were in a state of exhaustion, as if they had not slept for several days; their limbs were weak and they needed help when walking. When everyone saw this scene, various versions of rumors naturally started flying in the sky.

This kind of thing spread most quickly among the aristocratic circles.

In the afternoon of the second day, the theme of the afternoon tea party in almost every respectable aristocratic home was the story of Stanich and the Marquis, who sprouted from the old tree and conquered the two "night elves" with great bravery. Countless ladies and ladies who had heard the story sat in carriages and hurried to visit relatives and friends so that they could tell the amazing news from their own mouths.

The houses of Stanich and Marquis Abbiati were suddenly crowded, and countless so-called friends from the past and present asked to visit. More nobles left name cards at the concierge, hoping to get invitations to afternoon tea or dinner at the right time; if possible~IndoMTL.com~ they also hope that the two of them can attend their family gatherings. As for those nobles who were not qualified enough to be invited, they tried their best to find out about their relatives and then visited them, hoping to get bits and pieces of gossip.

The night fell again amid the rumors. The two supporting characters of the evening rumor, the two goblins of the "Night Elf", announced at the same time that they would take a week off and not see any guests. It was like throwing a torch into the dry forest after autumn, and the flames of rumor immediately burst into flames.

Stanic and Abbiati were happily troubled. The two of them never imagined that a one-night romantic competition would end up like this. They were just not familiar with each other, and some family friends who had been friends for decades were not easy to let go. The two couldn't stand the endless torture day and night, and finally confided the secret to a few of their closest people on the third day.

The price of fire diamonds on the market suddenly skyrocketed, and so did fine gold. The number of visitors to "Hammer of the God of War" suddenly increased, and there was an endless flow of people coming and going. Various carriages crowded the entrance of "Hammer of the God of War", and the carriage drivers often had quarrels in order to compete for a seat.

Rogge, who had just rushed back to the capital, was standing at the other end of Fifth Avenue in a dusty state, looking in disbelief at the "forest" lined with densely packed carriages at the entrance of the 'Hammer of the God of War'. He rubbed his eyes and took a closer look. Only then was he convinced that this was really Fifth Avenue, and that the three-story building in the carriage forest was really the Hammer of War.