"So, you are my, um, my father's subordinate?"

...

In the bedroom, looking at the vulgar old man sitting on the chair at the head of the bed and fiddling with the core, Charles frowned and said, "Did you send me to protect me?"

"Of course, hehe, otherwise do you think a great master like me, hehe, will hehe, have any interest in you guys?"

Seeing that he was so inappropriate, Charles snorted coldly.

"It's ridiculous. If I remember correctly, he had directed my housekeeper to report me, which almost made me get into the bureau."

"I'm sorry for you? Tsk tsk, he doesn't know the good people's hearts, he's saving you, boy."

"Save me?"

"Otherwise, why don't you think you can't get close to your own territory?"

"Is it because someone is greedy for your pitiful land shop in that small ruined town? Or can it be exciting to stop you from inheriting your title?"

"So there is no way to inherit the territory. Is it because I am going to save my son by the police station? Is it burned to death by the church as an evil person who studies black magic?"

Charles didn't feel any resentment when he said this. To be honest, he had no feelings for the cheap father, but this was all about his own destiny, and he couldn't ignore it.

"It doesn't mean you die if you go to the police station. What if you are suspected of studying black magic? Hey, can you practice it? Can his father still be unclear? Boy, if you go to prison, your father can use your relationship to get you out, and if you are judged by the church, he can also make you guilty. If you are really possessed by a psychic, then you are really out of salvation."

"The psychic possessed?" Charles frowned.

"That's right. Your aunt is the psychic, and she has been planning in the basement for a long time." The old man said with a frown: "It is our use of her to make the church target her, hehe."

"So...I'm a bait?"

"That's right, but bait doesn't mean unsafe, but the measures, hehe, you've seen them all."

"But I entered that castle before."

"I've been watching secretly when you enter twice. The first time you were not tempted by her, right?" As he said, the old man glanced at Charles thoughtfully.

"The second time there was a church person. I was afraid that I would not get close to me if I was exposed. However, I arranged an expulsion ceremony in advance. I thought you would be successful by your aunt, but who would have thought she would be so dead..."

"I've been wondering how you did it?" He tentatively asked.

"What does it have to do with you?" Charles' stiff words made the old man choke, and then he closed his mouth in disappointment.

But even though he said so, Shire was actually not sure about it.

Is it because of the scapegoat?

At that time, the Eye of True Knowledge had no prompts, so he was quite ignorant of such mysterious things.

"Among all the dreams I always have are because of this? The man is the man who is looking for by the church, and the woman is my aunt?"

"Is the old lady so beautiful when she was young..."

He felt strange in secret, and he asked, "So you tried your best to deal with that dead man?"

"It's not her, well, it's the person behind her."

"Let the church discover the notebook, then target my aunt, and then investigate the person behind her?"

"That's right."

"How do you make sure she will give me the notes after she dies?"

"It wasn't her who gave it to you, it was us who asked her to give it to you."

"I'm a little confused."

"How did you ask her to hand me the notebook?"

"There are many ways to make the spirituality that has lost physical protection affect your mind, hehe, but it's not easy to do if you want God to know it without anyone noticing."

"Not easy to deal with?"

"Yes, it's not easy to deal with," the old man bared his mouth and showed a mouthful of yellow teeth: "But it's done."

"Then why don't you just let her surrender? Or just give it to someone else?"

"That would be discovered, hehe, using the church is a dangerous life, and it can only have a slight impact. Hehe, it is a deeper violation of her true intentions, hehe, it is impossible to do it."

This guy always hehe. Charles felt that he was talking hard enough, so he frowned and concluded, "So simply, it's my one, well, my father wants to lead the church to deal with some people, but he must bring them into the church's sight, so he sent me as bait and took the opportunity to attack her poor sister. But because he didn't want me to die, he tried every means to stop me from approaching the territory, which made me feel depressed for a long time?"

"That's right."

"What's going on with Butler Chimo?"

"Oh, poor old Chimo, know nothing. He was too impulsive. Oh, it was unnecessary."

As he sighed, the old man suddenly said seriously: "Listen, these normal things are impossible to tell you, but no one expected that you would suddenly awaken your spell casting talent and incorporate it into the church. The original plan was not like this. You should have been called back to Ron County by you to continue to be your playboy. Now he doesn't know what to do."

"It's best to ignore it." Charles made no sense to propose.

"Ignore? This is a good choice. Ahem, your father has really no time to pay attention to you recently." The old man scratched his head and then added: "Also, I am not here to explain this time. I mainly tell you not to continue to get involved, otherwise I can't guarantee your safety. Although your father doesn't like you very much, he doesn't want you to die."

"I don't want to get involved. What can I do if I insist on getting involved?"

"You can pretend to be sick or something." His voice was a little weak, and he might also think that pretending to be sick in front of the church was not reliable, so he sighed in distress.

"When I see the ghost, how could things develop into this situation?"

Shir looked at him, but no response.

In fact, Charles did not believe everything he said, and he was even full of vigilance about the old man in front of him who was visiting for no reason - who knows whether everything he said is true or false?

But this did not affect his profit for this, or it might be considered a temptation. So he suggested: "If you really want to protect me, you can actually improve my strength, such as spell books. Look, after all, you can't escape, well, it's better to face it calmly."

"What you said is right." The old man nodded.

"It's a pity that since you have joined the church, you can't choose anything else before stepping into the ring. So what should I give you?"

Tickling his head, he fumbled through the lining of the horse clip for a moment, and finally took out a piece of paper and slapped it on the table with a snap.

"Practice it, practice it. After you learn these things, you can probably kill an adult man with bare hands." After that, he suddenly said, "By the way, you can join the church, but remember not to choose angels!"

"What to choose an angel?"

Charles wanted to ask what that was, but the piece of paper at hand seemed more attractive, and looked down and frowned.

"You seem to be prepared."

"Of course, otherwise do you really think you have to tell me that I will give it?" He grinned, his nose shook, his face shrilled, and his appearance was as slutty as it was

Shire was speechless, took the paper and looked down, then frowned.

"Isn't there any more powerful?"

"A little more powerful? Of course, some spells can actually be released beyond the level, provided that you are not afraid of being scorched."

"Can you give more?"

"Unless you choose the Fire Road, these three spells are the only ones you can use."

"Road of Fire?"

"Just like when you join the church, you will definitely take the road to heaven in the future, and the road to flame will be the same." The old man said, looking at Charles carefully: "But the church is better to cooperate with the Rock School, and it is a bit inappropriate to choose flame."

Shire did not ask why this question was not suitable, because he had a more important need to ask: "Can the church practice both?"

"certainly."

"Entertainment at will?"

"Of course it's impossible to be casual. For example, the Thorn Angel must not be mixed with the Hell Night Demon, and the Corrupt Swamp Nightmare and the Wonderland Elves are the same."

...What are these and what?
Chapter completed!