In the past few days, Karen has been waiting for Teichesen's summons, but the old man had no intention of meeting him alone. Since being scolded by him that day, the two have not seen each other again.

There must be a sense of maintenance here, and of course there must also be reasons for disappointment.

Picking up a long expensive cigar collected by the Castle family, Karen took it in his hand and stroked it slowly from top to bottom. When he encountered a hard knot, he used extra force to pinch it open. Well, this process was quite relaxing.

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Pick up the cigar cutter and cut out a "V" with a "kacha" sound.

Then he picked up the blowtorch and lit it at the end of the cigar, blew on it, and after confirming that the center area also lit up red, handed the cigar to Alfred.

Then, Karen leaned on the chair, folded his hands on his lower abdomen, and closed his eyes.

Alfred began to swallow the cigar, maintaining the appropriate frequency and concentration of each puff. As an excellent manservant, he could become a qualified incense burner when the young master needed it.

Time is passing slowly.

finally,

The sky outside suddenly turned dark.

Alfred laid the cigar flat on one end of the ashtray.

Karen opened her eyes, stood up, walked to the window, and looked at the dark but light sky in front of her. Two completely different atmospheric attributes were harmoniously intertwined, and one kind of color played on the main body of black.

It has a thin layer of rendering feeling, probably, this is sacred.

"Master, the high priest is here."

"Well, here we come."

Groups of black-armored knights approached from a distance. Each of them exuded a frightening aura. The undead horses under their crotches would leave a blackened horse hoof print on the ground with every hoof they fell.

The pirates of the Castle family who were originally responsible for the security of this villa began to evacuate. It was quite orderly at first, but when the knights approached and the eyes under the helmets glanced at them without any emotion, the pirates retreated in an orderly manner.

It turned into a rout.

Obviously they are not enemies, and there is obviously no war, but the way they run away is really as embarrassing as possible.

Milis looked at the miserable appearance of his family's "elites" and smiled. He was really not angry, only grateful.

The Delan family and the Watson family have not responded at all, and the agreed deadline has passed.

An old man who can't afford to lose, a courageous woman and a child, their family will be completely wiped out because of their stupidity.

People, sometimes it's so strange. Obviously, I'm already in a miserable state. I've witnessed children dying in front of me in the past few days, but now, Milis's mouth actually tastes happiness.

Although a direct line has died, the family's strength is actually still there. At worst, a side line will come to power.

Maybe, relying on this kind of sacrifice and bowing attitude, Order on Fire Island will still use the Castle family to govern the place.

In short, I feel more comfortable when there are people who are worse off than myself.

Nearly a thousand knights surrounded the outside of the villa, and then, a group of priests wearing robes of order walked in in formation.

Three huge eyes appeared above the villa, and they began to scan below to prevent any concealment.

In the dark clouds above, there seems to be a huge figure swimming, but because it has not fully revealed its true form, it is not clear what kind of ferocious beast it is or... a divine beast.

Giragon, who had been crawling there, raised his head and looked at the dark clouds, with a look of fear in his eyes, as if he had encountered a natural enemy, and a natural enemy that he could not match.

"Stupid dog, guess what it is?"

Pu'er is sitting on Kevin's back. The cat and the dog are not in the villa now, but on a hillside outside.

"Woof."

"Well, Wind and Frost Dragon, I feel a natural sense of oppression. This high priest's trip is really a grand occasion."

"Woof woof."

"You said this is a normal scene for others? It seems to be true. That time when Rasma went to see Dis, it seemed that he just came here secretly."

"Woof."

"Yes, this is the Cult of Kosmos."

…

Mobiteng stood waiting at the entrance of the courtyard. A black carriage drove forward. He stepped forward and opened the door, and High Priest Norton got out.

After seeing the high priest, Milis took out the prepared medicine bottle, pulled out the cork, drank it in one gulp, then walked to the cellar, sat down on the steps at the entrance of the cellar, leaned his head against the wall, and closed his eyes.

Karen was originally going to take his team members to meet the high priest, but Vic came out and asked everyone to stay in the villa and not go to greet him because he was afraid that he would represent him.

In this regard, Karen could only obey the orders.

However, he does not think that the old man is just trying to get angry with the high priest. This should also be considered as a political stance. Sometimes, the final resolution of clear conflicts is far more effective than continuing to have strange grievances.

High Priest Norton walked up the stairs, with Mobitten walking in front of him.

When the steps of the high priest landed on this level, Karen and all the team members knelt down on one knee and said in unison:

"Praise the God of Order and meet the high priest!"

Mobiteng introduced: "High Priest, this is the observation team."

At this time, Mobitten did not add any other introduction.

"Foden." High Priest Norton smiled, "He is yours."

"Yes, he is mine." Foden's voice sounded.

The whip bearer is here too?

Because everyone was bowing their heads and kneeling, they couldn't raise their heads to face the real big shot.

However, the whip bearer next to the high priest is definitely not a fake.

Karen raised his right hand, made a fist, and put it on his chest. Seeing this, the other team members also made the same move and said in unison again:

"Meet the whip bearer, whip bearer...for the sake of order!"

Foden smiled: "High Priest, I read the report specifically when I came here. They made a huge contribution to preventing this disaster on Fire Island."

"Well, this is a group of good young people who are the treasures of your Whip of Order. You have to hide them well so that they don't get poached by other departments."

"That's not possible. Don't worry, I've made all arrangements."

"Um."

In a simple scene, this is almost an instinct of a big shot. If Karen and his group hadn't all knelt down here to salute, there probably wouldn't have been this conversation.

No, Karen knew very well that if Murry's grandfather, Mobiteng, had not introduced him, these big shots would have just walked over.

Whether or not you should introduce this sentence is actually very important.

From this aspect, Mobiteng did help. Of course, this is also understandable. No matter how angry he is with Mu Li, he cannot leave his family alone without mentioning something.

The old thing is rigid, stubborn and serious, but not senile.

This is the advantage of having people around big leaders. Sometimes, even just speaking to a big leader in person, or simply shaking hands, can change the fate of a person, a group of people, or even an industry person.

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The great priest of the Cult of Kosmos, his words and deeds can indeed have this effect.

However, that's where it ends.

The door to the room was opened, and the high priest and Foden walked in together.

There are also more than twenty important figures with very unusual status, all of whom are staying in the corridor. They are all existences who can directly occupy several large pages of "Order Weekly" if they want to publish an article.

However, now I can only stand outside and wait obediently, with a solemn expression.

Karen hesitated for a moment, should he continue kneeling here?

I don’t know how long the high priest will have to chat with Master Taixisen. The kneeling position is not comfortable.

Karen slowly stood up, and when the others saw the captain standing up, they all stood up too. Although they were still "standing on guard", it was indeed much more comfortable this way.

…

Teichison was sitting in a wheelchair, with Vic standing beside him.

When Norton walked in, Teichison immediately crossed his arms, lowered his head and said sincerely:

"Praise the God of Order and pay homage to the high priest."

Vic immediately brought the chair over.

Norton sat down.

When Vic went to get the second chair, Foden shook his head slightly, indicating that he didn't need it.

Vic silently stood back behind Teichison. He put away his previous cynicism. He was not pretending, but when the high priest sat down, he felt his breathing tense, and his soul seemed to be carried by an invisible force.

The strength to pinch it.

He can be sure that his teacher is definitely not as powerful as the one in front of him!

Norton said: "You should take a rest."

Tai Xisen smiled and said: "It's almost time, I'll have enough rest soon."
To be continued...