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When I heard that the benevolent and kind-hearted Ms. 'Selia' was going to recruit young and promising subordinates, eligible boys and girls flocked to her.

Monica personally sat at the door of the church and taught all the interviewers at the school one by one.

The boys and girls who came were almost all poor, and most of them were disheveled, and their bodies exuded sweat and body odor. A large group of people gathered, so the taste was even more rushing.

Everyone at the Hotel California couldn't stand it and looked a little ugly, but they had to continue to maintain law and order.

Monica, on the other hand, sat indifferently among these people, not showing even a hint of impatience and disgust, but seemed very comfortable.

Her attitude gave the poor people a feeling of spring breeze, and their senses for her became better and better.

Beta, on the other hand, was drinking cider in the tavern and listening to the bard sing a ditty. In front of him, there was a drunken ruffian bragging: "I'm not afraid to tell you, here in our northwest region, the real master is Count Billy, and the second is Marquis Claire." There are many things that you can't do without the nod of Count Billy. If you want to open a shop on the street, you have to deliver five gold coins to Earl Billy's butler. ”

Beta was a little strange: "The Marquis should be older than the Earl, why is the most powerful Count Billy?" ”

The wine ruffian shook the glass in his hand, and it was empty.

Beta beckoned, and the prepared sommelier immediately brought a glass of fruit wine. The drunken ruffian took it with satisfaction, took a sip first, and then continued: "If you want to be the boss, at least you must have soldiers in your hands." Marquis Claire's father, who led the army to the expedition that year, was wiped out, and even after six years, the Marquis's Mansion has not been relieved. Earl Claire was only thirteen years old at the time, and now he is nineteen years old, how can he compare with the old and calculating Earl Billy. ”

"So what do you need to pay attention to if I want to be close to Earl Billy?"

"Mercenaries want to see Count Billy, or they are particularly strong. Or go to the big fat bear to help introduce you. ”

"Big Fat Bear?"

"There is a big river on the northwest side of our holy city, and there is a pier there. The big fat bear is there at the docks, and the whole dock is under his control. You'll find out when you go. ”

"Thank you."

Beta paid for the wine, a total of thirty-two copper coins. Quite cheap.

The Northwest Wharf is also lively, after all, river transportation is a very convenient thing.

The wharf is not too big, but it is divided into two sides, and there is a long, tall and low complex on the embankment of the river. Further down is the fixed ramp of the wharf, next to the same long passage, where one or two small boats are parked.

Beta walked around the embankment and attracted the attention of many people. These people were all armed with weapons and their eyes were quite sharp, but they didn't come up to trouble Beta, they were just on guard.

After a turn, Beta left.

When he returned to the North County Chapel, he saw that there were many people gathered in front of the church, and there were many people lying on the ground.

Monica was still sitting behind a table in the middle of the church, examining the interviewers.

Beta walked over to Captain Harriman and asked, "What's the matter?" ”

"A bunch of bastards just now, saying that this is the territory of Marquis Claire. Whatever activity is to be carried out, it must be approved by the Marquis, otherwise it is a crime. ”

"And then you took them down?"

Harriman shrugged: "After all, it was the order of the hostess. ”

Beta walked over to the moaning bastards who were lying on the ground, and they all looked at them with resentment when they saw people coming. And one of them even shouted: "You are finished, Marquis Claire will kill you." ”

Beta touched the bottom and asked suspiciously, "Could Marquis Claire be such an idiot?" ”

"How dare you scold the Marquis......"

"It's hard to say, after all, some nobles are really brainless and can't be judged by common sense. Anyway, it should be clear when you go to meet it. ”

Beta kicked the man unconscious.

Claire Manor.

Claire, who was young, even delicately excessive, was coughing at this point. Finally coughing stopped, he half-leaned on the edge of the bed, looking out the window at the verdant greenery of the manor, his heart filled with sadness.

How long can your body last?

How long will the Claire family last?

He has always believed that the most terrible thing in the world is not death. Rather, he watched death draw in on him.

That feeling of powerlessness can make people unable to resist the despair.

But he didn't dare to die. What happens to my mother, my two younger brothers, and my youngest sister if I die? He could see that when he died, neither his mother nor his second brother would be able to support the family, and he would soon be suppressed by Earl Billy.

In the end, the Claire family may still exist, but Claire's bloodline will definitely be replaced. Some irrelevant people will live in as the life of the master.

Thinking of this, he couldn't help coughing again.

It's like coughing up your lungs.

Finally, the cough stopped, and he was about to lie down in bed to sleep, when there was a knock on the door.

He weakly replied, "Please come in." ”

When the door came, Claire turned her head to look at it and sighed, "It's Jeff." What's the matter? If there is no urgency, can you let me sleep for a while? ”

Jeff hesitated for a moment, then said, "Master, I want you to rest more, too." But you may be able to meet this time. A young man who claims to be a subordinate of Archbishop Seria wants to meet you. ”

"A subordinate wants to see me?" Claire smiled self-deprecatingly: "If it had been a few years ago, the archbishop himself had come, I would have had to make him wait." Right now...... Forget it, let's see it. It's been three years, and this is the first force that dares to take the initiative to visit me, so it's good to see me. ”

Claire got up from the bed, and Jeff hurried over to support his body while helping him put on his noble robes.

Then slowly move step by step to the meeting room.

Beta waited in the parlor for a long time, and he even thought in his heart that the owner had released his own pigeons, or had deliberately made himself wait here!

He even had thoughts of leaving.

But just then, he heard slow, feeble footsteps in the hallway. I walked slowly step by step, and after walking for a long time, I appeared through the side door next to me.

Claire didn't look at who was standing in the living room, he walked straight to his main seat, sat down with difficulty, and then looked at Beta.

Walking from the side door to the main seat, it was only a dozen meters away, and he walked for almost a minute.

The man's face was as white as a vampire, and his face was blue, and he looked like he was about to die. But he only stared at the stubborn eyes in front of him, but there was a wordless pride.

Such a person would send gangsters to make trouble?

Beta had the answer in her mind in an instant.

After sitting upright, Claire finally looked at Beta, and then froze for a moment.

The man in front of him was heroic and calm.

But soon Claire reacted: "Why didn't your archbishop master come?" Would it be insulting to visit a marquis? ”

"If it's a friendly visit, my host will naturally come." Although I guessed the truth, I still had to go through the motions: "Your Excellency sent a group of thugs to our church to make trouble, and the master sent me to ask why. ”

"I don't even know who your master is or what he looks like." Claire smiled bitterly: "If I say that I was framed, do you believe it or not?" ”

"Faith." Beta said lightly.

Claire's crisp answer surprised Claire a little: "You actually believe it?" ”

"The Marquis's words can still be believed." Naturally, Beta didn't explain much: "In that case, then I apologize to the Marquis first, we have misunderstood this matter." ”

"Nope...... Ahem. Claire coughed a few times, then there was a sickly flush on her face, and after a while he regained his breath and said, "It's nothing, and thank you for believing in us." ”

Beta looked Claire up and down for a moment, and asked a little strangely, "The Marquis's illness has been delayed for a long time, why don't you use magic to cure it?" ”

"The magic can't rule it!"

"It's just a lung disease, a matter of advanced disease surgery, why can't it be cured?" Beta asked rhetorically.

Claire chuckled, and this action made him cough slightly: "The advanced disease technique can only be used by people above the bishop level. And in our holy city, all the bishops seem to want to see me die. ”

Beta was a little strange, but after thinking about it, I understood why.

This is the holy city, the holy place of a denomination.

The aristocracy, on the other hand, is a symbol of the will of the state. The priest was not very fond of all the nobles, and if in general, Claire's lung disease, there must be someone willing to help.

But what if someone more powerful promised a benefit?

When a marquis falls, even if he can only drink a mouthful of soup, he can get a lot of things.

Naturally, the bishops will help the side with the better chance of winning. So Claire saw the most ruthless 'unity' in the world.

In fact, it is not difficult to solve such a situation, as long as there is a bishop of the God of Life Sect who is willing to stand behind the Claire family and help Claire cure her lung disease.

In this way, even if he does not take the initiative to go down, he can create a division in the bishopric community, and it will be divided into three parties. One side supports Laker, one side supports Claire's opponent, and one side is not a member of the center.

To put it bluntly, no one is optimistic about the problems caused by young Claire.

As for why they didn't fall into the ground...... The marquis is already a very top-level nobleman among the nobles, and if the fate of the Divine Cult is obviously aimed at a marquis, then there will definitely be people who will jump out of the national aristocratic forces.

Billy is against Claire, it's a matter between nobles, it's infighting.

Therefore, the bishops are not optimistic about this matter, they do not participate, they ignore it.

Moreover, there were many bishops who received bribes from Billy.

"Our hosts were kind." Beta smiled: "She even helps the poor with treatment, let alone a big man like you." ”(https:)

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