87_87643 In front of the stronghold of the red-robed mage, the contradiction has reached a white-hot stage.

"No matter how much you wiggle with your serpent-like tongue, you won't be able to escape the punishment of the Lord of Splendor today, get out of the way!Red Mage, in the name of God, I will use my sword and facts to expose your nonsense!" Fiona was still on the red horse, and had no intention of dismounting and negotiating, and her high head made it seem that she must have come prepared this time.

"Stinky bitch, come if you have the ability, don't be so arrogant. Kani still gritted her teeth at the paladin who had captured her: "No matter how much you show off, you are still a ...... that has been pierced by men."

Carney's more vicious insults were blocked before they could be spoken. A white curtain of light that seemed to envelop the entire world suddenly filled Kani's eyes, so bright as pins and needles that she couldn't see anything for a while, and Kani almost thought that she had fallen into some illusion - a red-robed mage who specialized in illusion spells had fallen into the illusion of a paladin, and that would have become a big joke.

Fiona urged her horse to press her sword, and it was only because of the restraint of the Paladin's code of conduct that she did not swing her sword and cut off the female lady's head while releasing that pure white holy light. She's fed up with Kani's unspeakable swearing, she's been tolerating these insidious and evil red-robed mages for too long, and this time she's going to completely blow out the arrogance of these people, and never allow the goodness and order of Deep Stream City to be challenged again!

The light curtain spread out towards the red-robed mage's side, and not only Kani, the tattooed warriors, and the mercenaries guarding the stronghold were affected, but even the revitalized gatehouse behind them was illuminated by the light of this holy land more and more ferociously. The stone arm waved wildly, and if it weren't for the fact that the gatehouse as a whole was still connected to the stronghold, it would have broken through the ground and attacked.

Fiona, who was on her horse, was transformed into a dazzling miniature sun. Kani took a few steps back behind the tattooed samurai, her mouth and hands moving at the same time, quickly defending herself against physical and magical attacks, and pulling a thin staff from her robes, containing enough acid to burn Fiona's handsome face beyond recognition.

"Ladies, can't we all be sensible, but must discuss things like shrews?"

Moriel's crisp voice reverberated and reverberated. Then came the trembling ripples like water waves-the light curtain was blocked by an invisible barrier, or rather dissipated, and the edge continued to burst out with fine flames, forming a fireworks curtain as gorgeous as fireworks, and as the Holy Light and Moriel's counter-spell intensified, and finally the two of them flashed like a light reflected by a soap bubble, and the night finally returned to this place, but the eyes of everyone in the field still had the spectacle of the magic and the Holy Power competition brought by Fang Cai's visual image. Instead, I think of what happens if it really turns into a full-scale conflict......

Fiona took two steps back, and the crimson warhorse snorted, white brilliance still flowing on her chain mail and saber, but much softer, and it no longer looked so dazzling, and the paladin's lips trembled slightly, looking like she had reached the limit of patience.

"Threats of force against good businessmen who abide by the law without conclusive evidence. It's not like a paladin should behave. "With Morriel as the boundary, the dust of the street clearly shows a circle of traces that have been cleansed by magic.

The knight on the white horse, who had been silent all along, suddenly stepped forward. Fiona, who was already on the verge of an explosion, immediately fell silent when she noticed her actions, and Morrill stopped Kani, who was about to move. Grabbing each other by the collars, they refused to let go, and once again at the same time they took a step back from the edge of the cliff - a step back for a while.

"Miss Morriel...... Shall I call you that?" the knight jumped off his horse, caressing his icy mane to soothe the horses that were a little restless by the increasingly frantic and animated gatehouse behind Moriel, and while Milia opened her mask to reveal a delicate face, she also looked at Moriel with her calm eyes as she crossed her shoulders and smiled.

The red-robed mage bowed slightly, she could see something in the eyes of the paladin that Fiona was missing. Seriously. She was really a little worried that Fiona would come regardless of it, there was no doubt that the Paladin obeyed the laws of Deep Stream City, but there was no doubt that the red-robed mage had broken the law. Although she has already used her strength to sue the other party. If the war does start, the consequences of chaos in half of the business district are inevitable, and even if it is proved that the red-robed mage is the culprit of the drug trade, such a situation will have a very bad impact on the reputation of the Knights of the Morning Light - but who knows what the Daughters of the Gods think? After all, they don't usually communicate with mortals.

"I am Milia of the Knights of the Morning Light, Fiona's companion. Milia's voice was soft, but it was clear to all, as if a breeze was blowing in their ears: "Someone once said it to me...... The law is like sunshine that shines on the good people and on the bad people. The problem of magical drugs must be brought under control, this is already the consensus of all the people of Deep Flowing City. Deceitful arguments and tough postures do nothing to resolve any issues and only hinder impartial investigations and trials. If it's true that the red-robed mage has nothing to do with the drug trade, then why can't he prove it with sincerity?"

"If someone else were standing in front of me on a tall horse, the sun would only shine on her and drown me in the shadow of injustice. And I believe that no one in Deep Stream, whether noble or lowly, poor or rich, will talk to each other about sincerity when the sword is on the horizon. Morriel sneered back to the fact that she had heard the name Miria mentioned somewhere—a name that the female mage did not like.

But Milia didn't care about it. This is not the case

, especially after getting along with someone who doesn't know how to speak without mocking others.

"We've captured some of the suspects in the church of Ciric. Milia decided not to dwell on inconsequential details, as the red-robed mage was known for his rhetoric of reversing black and white: "They have identified you and the Karni mage next to you as carrying a large amount of magical drugs to sell to them. The Knights of Dawn have been authorized by the Alliance of Lords of Deepstream to combat the magical drug trade that is rampant in the port area. Therefore, we are now conducting a search of the business stronghold of the red-robed mage in accordance with the laws of Deep Streamed City......"

"Shut up, you stinky bitch who doesn't know the height of the sky!" Kani scolded sharply, "The red-robed mage will have autonomy when he establishes a stronghold on the first day of Deep Flowing City!

"But the red-robed mages will equally acknowledge that the laws of Deep Flow cover the heads of everyone who walks in the city. If someone commits a crime outside of her stronghold, then the stronghold is not her safe haven, nor is it her sanctuary. Milia said calmly, not as angry as Fiona by Kani's foul language, Carni can't be the master, so the female Confucian dares to be so rampant and use shouting to ask for a price. And both she and Morrill knew that unbridled chaos in Deepstream City wouldn't work. That would only be a merciless blow like the church of Shirek, and only order can fight against order, and it has nothing to do with good or evil.

"The cultists of Ciric are recognized by every civilized person in Deep Waters as madmen and thugs, and their words alone do not prove that I have sinned. "Morriel is confident now, and now that everyone has decided to play by the rules of the game, it is a good sign...... Once everyone really turns their faces, not only will they not be able to get the help of the Red Robe Mage Society, but they will even have to leave Deep Stream City or hide to avoid the consequences of Xinbu's pursuit and killing, which Morriel does not want to see: "If you only rely on such unfounded words to mobilize the people, then everyone behind me can prove that Master Kani and I did not leave the business base tonight." So what should I say?"

"Yes, who doesn't know that the Cirics have been talking nonsense! Slandering good people and stinky bitch!" Carney also helped, and since she was not the one who presided over the conversation, the female was happy to fan the flames and fuel the flames.

"Mouth full of smoky miasma, shut your ground...... Mouth!" Fiona blushed as she rode her horse, and it seemed that she had resisted the urge to rush up and slash Carney with a sword.

"Haha, how. Draw your sword!Are the paladins going to besiege the merchants' guild?This is big news in the business district!" Confident that she had prepared a more comprehensive precautionary spell, Kani triumphantly brandished the staff of strong acid, and pointed the diamond-shaped tip of its corrosive acid ground at Milia: "Come on." Look at me putting your nasty faces ......"

The Staff of Strong Acid flew out. It wasn't that Kani had forgotten her hands and trembled, or that she had forgotten how to use the sour staff, but that the staff had suddenly been pulled out of her hand with such force that it rubbed against her skin so violently that she was crying out in pain.

The eyes of all those who reacted fast enough followed the flying staff of strong acid.

"Foreign guns?" the staff landed in the hands of a tall figure on the roof not far away. He stood there, spinning the rod of acid like a windmill. A commotion broke out in the horse team, and the horses under the knight's crotch were in a commotion. As if frightened by the strange shadow that appeared there silently, none of them reacted so strongly to the Activated Gatehouse - and there were so many people present, not one of them noticed when the humanoid black shadow came to the house!

Fiona drew her sword with a bang. The blade of the sword burned with pure white flames. As Fiona's sword pointed at the black shadow, a searchlight-like pillar of light was formed. But even this bright light didn't make the figure clear, for he had already jumped, even though the height of the jump made it seem like he was about to fly into the night sky.

The ground slammed.

Ignoring Moriel's helpless eyes and the rest of the people were stunned, Forty-Seven first turned his head around and looked around: "Thief mother-in-law, let's get rid of you now......"

"Unfortunately, not yet. ”

The two soldiers guarding the entrance of a remote alley only felt a chill around them, and when they calmed down, a female paladin in silver armor and no helmet had passed by them without panic - the gods were above, and it was just a small alley where only two people could walk side by side!

"Damn! I'm fed up!" Forty-Seven pointed the sour staff he had snatched from Carney at Silver-Eyed Jane, apparently trying to give it to her, but couldn't find the trigger, the metal stick wasn't as good as a brick.

"Sister Jane?" Fiona turned and dismounted, and at the same time had already put her sword into the sheath, completely ignoring the fangs and claws of Forty-Seven, and Milia also turned her somewhat puzzled gaze away from Forty-Seven, and bowed her head respectfully at Jane who came over.

Morrill noticed that not only Fiona and Miria, but all the Silver-Armored Knights were saluting the silver-eyed paladin. This kind of treatment didn't even get the blue-armored paladin Cassin he met during the last confrontation. It seems to be a high-ranking reinforcement among the holy warriors...... But why did she appear with Forty-Seven? And Forty-Seven had no hostility towards her.

Milia. Morrill set his eyes on the girl with a hint of melancholy in her silence. Hell, looks like I'm going to have to pay attention.

Carney rubbed her hands, wisely not choosing to lose her temper with Forty-Seven, but began to complain like a child: "Oops! You're back, Forty-Seven! Look at what these people have bullied us into! Your mistress is going to be taken away by them for no reason! Destroy them! Let the blood of these stupid paladins paint a beautiful picture on the ground."

Throw it on!"

Milia suddenly turned around. The name pierced the eardrum like an electric bolt and struck a bolt in my mind, and it was fleeting.

Morrill was keenly aware of this, and he also noticed that Forty-Seven actually raised his hand at Miria as a greeting. This damn it!

"Milia. You're breathing heavily. Jane whispered, taking Milia's hand and feeling the girl's fingers cold, "What's wrong?"

"No, Sister Jane...... I'm fine. Milia adjusted her mind and met the dark red, flame-like eyes on the other side.

"Are you Miss Moryl?" Jen looked at Moryl with her silver eyes, her gaze and voice equally empty, "This Mr. Forty-Seven...... I'm Jane Fonda, the paladin of the Knights of Dawn. Nice to meet you. ”

"Don't listen to her. Forty-seven interjected, "She's Lolita." All three of them are Lolitas. ”

"Shut up. Morrill stopped forty-seven's nonsense in a stern tone, and seeing Miria's gaze flickering beside Jane, the female mage suddenly felt that the situation that had been disrupted by this episode was back in her control: "So, who is in charge of the three of you now?"

"Milia. Jane tilted her head slightly, startling her with a little distraction.

"I ......" Milia didn't expect Jane to still let her preside over the situation, and she was somewhat caught off guard, and the sudden appearance of Forty-Seven also disrupted her thoughts: "But now ......"

"Now you can't produce any solid evidence, and you have to propose an unjustified search of the stronghold of the Red Robe Mage Chamber of Commerce, which has a high degree of autonomy. I absolutely cannot accept this. Morrill decided not to give his opponent a chance to fight back: "Miss Milia, we just discussed this, didn't we?"

"Yes. But the discussion was fruitless. If it had been a few months ago, Dimiria might have been overwhelmed, but at this time, in the face of Moriel's aggressiveness, she quickly steadied herself: "The credibility of a witness's testimony should not be determined by his personal qualities. There is no point in such a dispute. We have the authorization of the Alliance of Lords, and you can also provide proof that the stronghold of the Red Robe Mage Chamber of Commerce enjoys a high degree of autonomy. Why not let the facts do the talking?"

"If the way we seek to verify the facts tramples on our dignity, then we would rather choose war. With Moriel's words out. All of a sudden, the atmosphere became tense again.

"However, senseless bloodshed is not what we want to see ......after all," Morriel slowed down, as if thinking about something, and then his tone became clear as if he had made up his mind: "In order to prove our innocence, as the new head of the red-robed mage's business base in Deep Stream, I am willing to go with you and cooperate with your investigation." ”

"But be careful. Her tone turned cold: "I chose this out of kindness, not fear." You will never be able to step into the stronghold, because this is a strict violation of the business principles of the Red Robe Mage Society. Okay, I've made my choice, are you guys going to hold my hand of friendship, or are you going to spit on it?"

The three paladins were silent for a moment.

"Fiona, order everyone to get out, including those watching. Finally, Jane said in a calm and unquestioning tone, "But, Miss Moriel...... I want your constructed servant to accompany you. ”

"Okay!" Before Morriel could react, Forty-Seven readily agreed. Not only that, but he also grabbed Carney's collar: "You can come with it." The boss bears the blame for the community, and the younger brothers should also express it. ”

Morrill glared at Forty-Seven, then turned his head and ordered the mages and guards in the stronghold, "Suspend business activities until I return...... There should be a carriage in the stronghold, right? Get one out, I don't want to be strapped to a horse and taken away. ”

In the spacious carriage, Forty-Seven was pulling Carney's face with his hand and pulling her around, so painful that the girl's tears were about to come out.

"Do you say it again?" he hated that iron could not be made of steel, and he used his two hands: "Is it true that the club is full of stupid people who can only talk nonsense, except for the boss and the double-flowered red stick?"

Kani searched through all the spells available in her mind and couldn't think of any of them that would get her out of her current predicament, so she could only endure it as if she were innocent - why didn't Morriel say a word?

"It's embarrassing, and you have a tattoo, you don't look like you're tattooing a double dragon on your body, and it's also a pipi shrimp playing pinball. Forty-seven seems to have decided to give a good lesson to a female Confucian in ideology and politics: "What's the great deal about going to someone else's territory? I've heard of a bearded man who dares to go to the enemy's place to drink with a knife, and I've also heard of a little white face who can go in and out of a million troops with a spear...... Why are you still wearing red and dejected?

Kani grinned and listened incomprehensibly, not daring to reply a word, as long as this seemingly vicious tin monster was not careful, her face would be completely ripped off like an orange peel...... He's just a Beamon Behemoth, a Balo Flame Demon, an Inferno Dragon, or a monster that was created by their hybridization, but he looks more like a human!

Damn it...... Every minute seemed like a century, and now Carney had gone against what she had hoped before she got on the bus, hoping that her destination would be soon