Who says knights can't backstab

Chapter 607 Blockade
Blood and tears dripped from the statue of Yurila's god, which was more than ten meters high, and dyed the pool below it red.

This statue was built in 1138 by Kim Langman, the most outstanding architect in the history of New Orway Port, and has a history of 300 years.In the era when the Port of New Orway was desolate and natural disasters were frequent, the architect braved the danger of volcanic eruptions to retrieve the "Dark Blue Diamond" from the center of the Minanka Volcano, and worked continuously for 240 hours to complete the project. took this statue.

It is said that on the day when the statue was built, the volcanic haze that had shrouded Jufo Island for seven months was torn apart by a beam of light penetrating the sky, and the New Orway Harbor ushered in a heavy rain, which washed away the dullness brought about by the volcanic eruption. go.

It has always been the light of New Orway Harbor and Euph Island, and is even regarded as the true embodiment of Uriala.

But at this moment—

The people in the Harbor Temple watched all this in awe, and immediately bowed their heads one by one, chanting "Sea Nerve" loudly, and begging the Lord they believed in, Urella, to calm down.Seeing this, the people in Xin'aowei Port also knelt down one after another, begging the Lord's forgiveness.

All of a sudden, only La Rochelle, Saint-Emma, ​​Noudaria and other foreign guests were left standing or sitting in the huge square.

The long sword in Cyril's hand has been unsheathed, and all this has far exceeded his expectations.If other things could be caused by Alvin Saxon, then what about this moment?The water curtain turned into fire, and the god statue wept blood. Is this something that he, who is not a member of the Harbor Temple, can interfere with?

Has the disaster predicted by Nora already begun at this moment?
"Owen Lloyd, lead the knights to guard, in a circular formation."

He ordered in a deep voice, and the ordered knights immediately spread out, forming a circle, guarding Black and the others.Heloise Trewell also held a long sword in her hand, but her eyes were fixed on the direction of the people from Saint Emma.

But at this moment, the people of Ao San Emma were also at a loss, as if they didn't know about it.And the Priest of the Primordial Temple who accompanied the team had already walked to the front of the Ao San Emma people and began to chant to provide protection for the Ao San Emma people.

But besides them, there was one person who never knelt down.

His Eminence, Bishop of the Haven Temple, Stanley Clemens.

"Kneeling for what? Why are you kneeling?"

His voice was like a bell, humming and echoing in the square, like the tide repeatedly washing away.

This low growl stunned the people of Xin'aowei Hong Kong. They twisted their heads and looked at their bishop.

"Did you make a mistake? Since there is nothing wrong, why do you kneel?"

"Did everything that happened happen because of you?"

His seemingly thin body is like the only dead tree in the wilderness shrouded in thunderstorms, standing proudly, his eyes with sunken eyes stared directly at the towering god statue, and then the falling scepter flew up, and was caught again He held it tightly.

"Block the entire Jufo Island, and all ships are not allowed to leave the island. Those who are on Scarborough Mountain are not allowed to go down the mountain, and execute it immediately!"

The surrounding soldiers were driven by his voice, and then rushed to the surroundings of the square to carry out the blockade task.And those high-level people of the Harbor Temple who knelt down in a panic at the beginning also gathered around Stanley Clemens at this moment.

"What happened? Your Majesty, what should we do now?"

"Should the intelligence be blocked? Will this cause panic in the port of New Aowei?"

"Wouldn't this delay the process of the parliamentary election in Port New Orway?"

The chattering voices entered His Majesty Clemens' ears. He listened displeasedly to these unintentional nonsense, his brows were furrowed, as if he was about to explode, but another voice rang out before him. :

"Shut up! You, Tracy, are you still thinking about your nephew who was not selected as a candidate at this moment, thinking that Ms. Dolores died and he can take over?"

The voice of Philip Benjamin at the end of the queue was like a thunderbolt, attracting people's attention.The elder named by him seemed to want to argue, but Clemens let out a light cough, making him shut up again.

"Philip, lead the ascetic monks to the edge of the island, and report immediately if there is any situation."

"Yes, Your Majesty."

Philip bowed, then stepped away neatly and left the square.

Stanley Clemens glanced at the panicked elders under his hands, lowered his eyelids slightly, and raised his fingers.

"First, put all the temple believers on the island on standby."

"Second, go to the temple secret room to collect information. I hope I can get useful content today."

"Thirdly, Levi, go and arrange accommodation for the missions of various countries, and don't let them have accidents."

The elder who was named bowed, and then came to the front of the Austrian St. Emma mission, began to talk with Pelaggios, and turned to the front of the La Rochelle mission after a short while.

Black communicated with him briefly, to the effect that they would live inside the temple, and the treatment would not be too bad.

When the elder walked towards Nudaria's mission, Blake Evans turned around and spoke to the people in La Rochelle:
"Looks like we'll have to stay on the island."

He didn't panic much, he shrugged, and leaned back as if he was a little relaxed: "Actually, it's easy, at least we don't have to think about what the people of Ao San Emma will do during this period of time... Lord Adrian?"

He noticed that the young man was staring straight at the line of Osan Emma people at this moment, and didn't turn his head until he shouted.

"What's the matter, Lord Black."

"We should go, the temple is urging us."

The people around had already left the venue in sevens and eights, and the candidates at the conference table also retreated one after another.Alexios seemed to wink at Cyril several times, but unfortunately, Cyril didn't see any of them.

"Follow their arrangement." Cyril nodded slightly, then turned to look at Heloise.

"Treville, have you noticed anything special about the people of Osan Emma?"

At this moment, the captain of the half-elf guard turned her eyes away from the last person who left, the St. Emma, ​​and she shook her head towards Cyril: "Everything is normal."

From the first time she encountered the people of St. Emma, ​​Heloise Trewell kept paying attention to the people of St. Emma, ​​and she didn't even intend to hide her gaze.It was because of her that Cyril dared not to care so much about the movements of the people of Ao San Emma.

After all, in his concept, the people of Old San Emma must be associated with bad things.

Who knows if there is any conspiracy behind all this?
As he was thinking this, he saw a guard hurriedly running towards Clemens, and then whispered a few words in front of Clemens.

These few words were clearly conveyed by the wind, and penetrated into Cyril's ears.

"Sea fog, surrounded the island of Euphrates."

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The interior of Qilianov's castle is as luxurious as its exterior, and luxurious luxury items from various countries can be seen everywhere. Just walking in the corridor where there are famous paintings every ten meters, Evans is a little terrified.

If this castle is blown up, how much money will be lost.

Cassandra Auditore next to him looked normal, and at the moment was communicating with an elegant woman in a backless dress—this woman was naturally the object of their visit, Zoya Petronova. Butler.

The two had a great time chatting on the way to the reception room. The topics were open and bold, ranging from what handsome men have appeared in New Aowei Port recently, to the toys sold in shops that are more useful, without any consideration for themselves. There is also a Gentile male on the side.

But who is Evans?When it is necessary for him not to exist, he exists as if he does not exist.

And when he is needed, he is as if the previous non-existence did not exist, and he can perfectly catch up with all kinds of words thrown by the other party——

This is the capital of being the son of the foreign minister.

They walked through this luxurious corridor and turned into a more expensive drawing room.The three of them sat down on the comfortable and soft sofas, and the feeling of being wrapped in the fluff made them feel so comfortable that they were about to cry out.

But Evans soon realized something was wrong.

"Miss Auditore, don't you think you should sit on that side?"

He turned his head sideways and looked at Cassandra, who was pressing half of her body against him in an intimate gesture - he deliberately sat on the side, so that Cassandra and Zoya could communicate in the posture of facing each other.But instead, Cassandra squeezed onto the sofa where he was sitting alone.

The relatively hot temperature in New Aowei Port made him wear a thin long gown, so that he could clearly feel the softness on his arms.

"Hey, are you going to drive me away?" Cassandra gave a wink in dissatisfaction, but clinging closer.

Evans could only suffer in silence.

But Zoya Peternova Butler, who was sitting next to them, felt even more uncomfortable. When she first entered the fortress, she immediately started chatting with Cassandra, paying no attention to the foreign man at all.

She thought this was just Cassandra's attendant, but she didn't expect that Cassandra would be so close to him——

"Cassandra, you haven't introduced me yet, this...I don't think he's from Xinaowei Hong Kong, is he?"

"Ah, he's mine, um, how should I tell you?" Cassandra sat sideways and smiled, showing a charming posture that was completely different from before, "Perhaps, fiancé?"

"Fiance?" Zoya exclaimed, "But when we met a few days ago, you didn't have him by your side..."

"When love is coming, you can't escape, am I right, Qing?"

Cassandra called Evans by name, and the moment he turned his head slightly, he suddenly shrugged, raised his beautiful neck, and leaned forward, and the red lips fell on the side of Evans' lips.

Although it was just like a superficial touch, the warm and soft touch was deeply engraved in Evans' mind.He looked at Cassandra in surprise, but the other party's eyes were full of smiles, and he glanced at Zoya on the side, intentionally or unintentionally.

"It seems that you are really suitable."

There was a moment of embarrassment on Zoya's face, but then it turned into a lonely smile.

That smile seemed perfunctory, but the downcast eyes were full of loneliness.

"Don't say that, aren't you and General Butler also very good? If you really want to be so eager, can't you just live in Brindisi?"

Cassandra finally let go of Evans, turned to sit on the armrest of Zoya's sofa with a smile on her face, and hooked Evans' neck with her arms.

"Be happy and smile. You look so beautiful. General Butler must love you very much—do you also comment on Zoya?"

She glanced at Evans and urged.

Evans looked at Zoya Peternova Butler. She was hugged by her best friend's arms, and she didn't look uncomfortable. She smiled hard on her face, but her eyes seemed to be full of sadness.

He looked at Zoya's really beautiful face, and suddenly said something mysterious:
"Are there many things you can't let go of?"

Zoya raised her head suddenly, stared at Evans with her eyes straight, opened her mouth slightly, and made a puzzled voice: "Huh?"

"You need to be more chic." Evans continued, "Miss Qiliannov is so beautiful, she can live a more relaxed life. I think you are bound by something..."

As he spoke, Cassandra stood up suddenly, sat next to Evans again, put a finger on Evans' lips, and stopped his words.

On the other side, Zoya had inexplicably entered a state of obsession, she stared blankly at the expensive coffee table in front of her, and there were already big drops of tears rolling in her eyes.

This situation only lasted for a moment, and she suddenly came back to her senses, took a deep breath, and there was a little crying in her voice:

"Oh, it seems that I haven't prepared anything for you, I'll go find some wine, you wait for me for a while..."

As she spoke, she hurriedly stood up and walked out of the reception room.

Cassandra let go of her fingers, and instead of catching up with Zoya, she looked at Evans with approval: "Yes, I didn't realize you could say that."

"What I said... did it hit her pain point?" Evans was a little dazed.

"It can be said to be like this." Cassandra said softly, "Many years ago, she liked the only son of a down-and-out family, but ended up marrying Butler... Sigh, let's not talk about it, it's time for us to get down to business .”

"Do business?"

Evans came to his senses, watched Cassandra stand up, walked to the door with slender legs, listened for a while, and opened the door.

"Of course, you don't really think I brought you to visit her, do you?" Cassandra turned her head and said, "Follow me to her father's office. We need to find something useful quickly."

"Something useful?"

"Her father is on my suspicion list. I thought I'd have to drink a lot with her to get her drunk and look for opportunities to do things. I didn't expect you to say that. Well done, Mr. Evans."

She gave Evans a thumbs up.

"Then what should she do if she comes back? Isn't she looking for wine?"

"There was a banquet in this castle yesterday, and today her father is in a hurry to be a candidate and leave Port New Orville. I think it will take her a long time to get the wine."

"What's more, she also needs to change her mood."

As she spoke, she walked out the door quickly, and Evans hurriedly followed and returned to the corridor.

(End of this chapter)