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The humble origins and mismatched knowledge contributed to his sensitive character. Such people are inherently inferior to believing in anyone, in his eyes – whether it is the noble of the empire or the secrets of those who hide their heads and tails. Doubtful.

But he is very clear about what these people are drumming. In his opinion, the so-called summon Angel Akroma is just a scorpion. They are obviously instigating a riot, just like the repertoire of the pagans in the past few decades. Such riots will undoubtedly fail, but the nobles will feel the pain of the bones, which is probably the only chance that ‘they’ will retaliate against the arrogant queen.

The ceremony in the square is going on, but he is out of place with the devout citizens around him. He looks at it like a window, looking at what is happening in front of him. The only thing that is worried about his heart is the whereabouts of Samuel. I saw a believer who took her away and has not returned yet.

He felt a little uneasy, and it was this time that one or two low-pitched conversations came from behind.

Alca subconsciously turned back and saw two high-ranking believers standing behind the crowd. He knew those people, and it was the personal guard of ‘Bishop’.

“Andersia adults told us… Why does Bishop adults care about a little girl?”

“This is what another adult means, be careful.”

“Can those Aouinian…”

“The lady who came here is arranged and shuts up.”

Aouinian’s four words were nailed into Alca’s mind. A series of pictures were formed in his thoughts. He seemed to see the old Kent’s hotel shrouded in the twilight. The whole person was instantly alarmed.

He raised his ears and carefully focused his attention in that direction.

At this time, the eyes of the high-ranking cults were patrolling the crowd, and the youngster carefully lowered his head and avoided the sight of these people. The latter patrolled for a moment before regaining his gaze and continued:

“It’s not only us who care about her, but also the Queen, who do you really think that the crazy woman will be interested in a nobility?”

“The Silver Queen?”

“Of course, so for the big people, you’d better open your mouth.”

“so that’s how it is, can Bishop be assured that this important thing will be handed over to a country girl?”

“I don’t know this, but I believe that the adult has his own intentions, and that the stupid woman is revenge–“

When I heard this, Alca only felt that one’s own heartbeat stopped half a beat.

The last sentence is like a sharp blade stabbing his heart, letting him subconsciously stand up from the crowds who are lying on the ground. He hasn’t figured what to do next, standing behind the high-ranking believers. I found the exception here immediately.

“dammit! , what are you doing !”

“Damn, he is listening to us!”

The secret screamer screamed, and the youngster woke up in a shrill scream. He looked at the Demonic Cultist who had rushed over to the crowd. The first reaction of the subconscious was to turn around and run.

……

“Hey, you are calling…said, right?”

The main entrance of the cat and the beard hotel opened a small gap, and Romaine showed half of her eyes, with a deep curious look at the girl who looked a little lost in front of her.

She didn’t care if this time there was a stranger on the avenue outside the hotel. Everyone went out, no one was chatting with her, Brando was not there, and with Delfhyr’s physical condition, Bailu didn’t let her bother. The latter, as for her, she was very interested in the prime minister’s daughter who seemed to have a good mind. Unfortunately, the latter told her a few words and was unwilling to take care of her.

She used to spend half an hour to observe the river flowing outside the hotel, but this thing is always boring. Now she is sent to the door to chat with her, she is very happy.

After a few moments, it was paled nodded.

“Are you lost something?”

“No… no.”

“You can’t come to the hotel at night.”

“I……”

Romaine suddenly found it very interesting. She opened the door and grabbed the latter’s hand, pulled her in, and then smugly blinked at the latter: “Don’t be surprised, Brando made me cautious.”

The poor girl was scared that heartbeat stopped for a while, and she thought in a mess: “Don’t you be cautious?”

But the latter did not care: “Ser is his own, so I think it should be irrelevant.”

The enthusiasm and unreserved trust of the miss merchants screamed that there was a good peng peng in the heart of the sorcerer. This was totally different from what the latter expected. In her thoughts, Aouinian should be wicked and arrogant, not one. The face is happy to treat her as her own, she is helpless, and her heart is full of guilt.

One side is the power of revenge in the heart. On the one hand, it is impossible to equate the person in front with the object of revenge.

“What fun things do you bring with you?” Romaine curiously noticed the latter holding his chest.