When Count Violet walked into the room and saw Jenn sitting at the desk, he couldn't help but be stunned.

This time, Count Violet came to Jenn, not to ask for guilt, but on the contrary, he came to ask for guilt.

Although, from the source, this ridiculous trial was originally done by the priest of Doan in order to curry favor with Count Violet. But in fact, Count Violet was not involved in this matter from beginning to end, and he did not send his own son or anyone to contact the priest of Doran. As the hooligan leader said, this matter is the best for Count Violet, and it is not bad if it is broken, anyway, it was not his hand originally, it is completely that the priest of Doan wants to slap the horse's leg and takes the initiative to put a hot face and a cold ass, so whether it can be successfully pasted is also a problem for the priest of Doan himself, and it has nothing to do with other people, and it has nothing to do with himself.

However, Jenn cut off one of his son's hands, and the matter had something to do with Count Violet.

"Hello, Count Violet."

Looking at the Count Violet who walked in angrily in front of him, Jenn didn't even raise his eyelids, and nodded like this, which was regarded as a hello. And seeing Jenn, Count Violet was also stunned for a moment, although he had heard that the diocesan bishop who came to Violet City was a young man, but in Count Violet's mind, no matter how young he was, he couldn't be much younger. The so-called youth is probably only relative -- after all, in a group of bishops with an average age of fifty or sixty years, thirty or forty years old is already considered "young."

But what Count Violet didn't expect was that what appeared in front of him was really a young man. Even from the outside. He's not yet twenty!?

What's going on with this young man?

Seeing Jenn, Count Violet was also stunned. For a moment he wondered if the other party was an assistant to the bishop of the diocese or something. But at this moment, Jenn was sitting behind his desk, and two or three girls dressed as maids were busy behind him. The answer is self-evident -- no bishop's retinue can be so exaggerated.

But even so, Count Violet did not change anything, on the contrary, he strode up to Jenn and glared at him coldly.

"I'm not at all good, Lord Bishop."

"Oh?"

Hearing Count Violet's answer, Jenn raised his brow and glanced at him. Count Violet was now in his early sixties, although he was old. But there is still a majesty that comes from the nobility. The emaciated face looked quite serious, and the mere staring at it made him nervous. But that's for ordinary civilians, and for Jenn, it's just a stubborn old guy at the moment. So he didn't cooperate with the other party at all, but leaned back lazily on the back of his chair, and crossed his hands to look at the Count Violet in front of him.

"So, what's the matter with you coming to me?"

"It's about my son, Mason."

Looking at Jenn's expression of not taking himself seriously at all, Count Violet was also furious. He's the lord of a city. Although Violet City, as an output city, has a status that is not as good as those big cities, he is more or less a character, and no matter who sees it on weekdays, he has to give him a little thin face. But. At present, the young man not only stood up to greet him, but even spoke unkindly to him, which added fuel to the already angry mood of the Earl Violet. So he also gave up his original plan and skipped those hypocritical politeness. Straight to the point.

"I want to know what my son did wrong. You will have a hand cut off by you, Lord Bishop!! Don't you think that's too much?!! ”

As he spoke, Count Violet slammed his fist on the table, making a dull "thud". Valrhona, who was standing behind Jenn in fright, couldn't help but shrink her body, while Elinster and Lindy frowned, and then looked at Count Violet with a dangerous gaze. Lindy twitched her fingers even more, and then quietly took out a long whip from her waist -- among the three sons of witches, Lindy was the strongest in terms of combat effectiveness, after all, she had undergone Patilina's "hand-in-hand" devil teaching, and since she did not die under the hands of the little guy, then her combat effectiveness was naturally beyond doubt. Although it can't be compared to the combat units under Jenn's command, it is more than enough compared to the average mid-level professional, and coupled with Lindy's special ability, if used correctly, even high-level professionals will be kicked into the gutter by her.

However, Jenn just waved his hand and did not give Lindy a chance to practice. Instead, he raised his head and looked at Count Violet.

"Excessive? He took the sword and did it to me, I was just defending myself, what was too much? Do I have to wait for him to slash my sword at me before I can fight back? Oh, by the way, according to your son's skills that are not even as good as street hooligans, if he can cut me down, I will not have the face to see anyone, so I don't understand, what right do you have to run here and scream? On the contrary, your son tries to make a move against the diocesan bishop, which is already a very dangerous thing in itself. I'm still considering whether or not to report this as well, after all, it seems that an attempt to attack a diocesan bishop has never happened in Eagle Plateau. Perhaps the Templar would like to see your son fill this historical void in the Diocese of Eagle Plateau. ”

"You............ You............!! ”

Hearing Jenn's answer, Count Violet turned even more angry, and he stretched out his hand and pointed at Jenn tremblingly. It was no wonder how angry Count Violet was, he had lived for so many years and had never seen such an arrogant priest. The obvious mockery and disdain revealed in every word of Jenn's words made Count Violet angry, and for a moment, he even wanted to take out his sword and cut the arrogant bastard. In the end, though, Count Violet managed to suppress his anger, as Jenn said, attacking the bishop of the diocese was a big crime, and most of those who were "lucky" enough to get it were cultists. And although the Violet family is domineering, it is also a serious nobleman after all......... Having said that, the nobles who are not domineering, the Earl of Violet has never seen it.

He absolutely cannot bear such a charge of being involved with a cultist. So in the face of Jenn's words, Count Violet immediately changed his words. If Jenn did report the incident, although there were many people present at the time who could prove that his son did not know the true identity of the other party, once it was recorded by the Templar Order, then the matter would be much more troublesome. Although the Violet family is not afraid of the Templar Order, if it is targeted because of this, then it will be more or less a problem for the Violet family.

"But according to people at the time, you didn't report your identity, so Mason didn't know who you were. And he is just doing the duty of a paladin to protect the priest he is supposed to protect, is it also wrong? ”

"Oh......... When you say that, it seems that this is indeed the case. ”

Hearing Count Violet's rebuttal, Jenn thought for a moment, then nodded, and seemed to really agree with Count Violet's words. And then, he snorted softly, and looked at the Count Violet in front of him again with a smile on his face.

"So, that means he doesn't know that I'm a diocesan bishop, so he's targeting me personally, not the diocesan bishop?"

"Yes, that's it."

Hearing Jenn's words, Count Violet hurriedly nodded. But then he immediately felt that something was wrong, what was this unfolding? Logically speaking, shouldn't the other party refute themselves? Why would he agree with his own words, could it be that there is still some conspiracy in this? But before Count Violet could think about it any more, it was not long before Jenn's voice reached his ears again.

"Well, in that case, then you get out of here at once, and go back and cut off your son's other hand. In that case, I can consider sparing your life and your son's life, otherwise, your Violet family will be completely destroyed. ”

Jenn's tone was lighthearted, not at all threatening, more like a chatter of gossip between the two sides. But hearing his answer, Count Violet was stunned at the moment, as if he didn't react to what Jenn was saying for a while. And when he reacted, Count Violet was filled with an extremely ridiculous feeling. What's going on? How could this be? It's obvious that he came to threaten the other party, but now how does it seem that he was threatened by the other party?

Thinking of this, Count Violet couldn't help but look at Jenn in a daze, and asked.

"What do you mean by that?"

"What do you mean?"

Hearing Count Violet's inquiry, Jenn sneered.

"It's very simple, since you said that your son is here to attack me personally, then I will solve this problem in my own personal way......... Seeing that your mind does not seem to be very easy to use, I will say bluntly that since your son wants to attack me, the lord of Passus, it is a provocation to me, my territory, and my family. And I, as a member of the Pashanomens family, will never tolerate such provocations! Now, get out of here. Otherwise, I will make your Violet Family disappear from this world completely! ”

Hearing this, Count Violet was completely stunned. He didn't expect that he had only intended to threaten the young diocesan bishop a little, but he didn't expect that he would actually cause an even more difficult problem.

This young man is actually the lord of Passus!! (To be continued.) )