Chapter 964: I like your rust smell (76)
However, the old Marquis opposite, without giving him any time to think about it, he smiled sorrowfully and spoke clearly.
"Your Excellency, I heard that you are taking your priests... looking for a ‘vampire’ in our city of Los Angeles, right?"
Robert said, suddenly as if holding a smile, his brows frowned slightly.
Spread his arms even more casually, blinked at Marbury, and continued, "Since you are exhausting yourself to death, and it is getting late now, you might as well tell us what the vampire looks like. Everyone, let everyone help you find it, eh?"
"Yes, we are familiar with Chengdong, let us help the archbishop to find it!"
The earls and viscounts on the side also echoed with a smile.
However, the almost unconcealable sneer on their faces and eyes made Marbury tickled with anger.
This group of people didn't intend to help him find it at all, obviously to see his jokes!
But at this point, if he doesn't agree, this group of people is afraid it will be impossible to let him pass!
What can I do...
Marbury couldn't help but smoke his head in a hurry.
However, at the same time, in the corner of his eyes, there was a swift black shadow that was almost familiar and carved into his bones.
It made him momentarily startled, his eyes widened, his head was raised reflexively, and he looked over.
I saw the hateful "Duke of York" standing straight on the roof of a mansion not far away.
Backed by the afterglow of the setting sun, he grinned wickedly and raised his brows at him.
That arrogant and frivolous look seemed to declare victory with him in advance!
Marbury's heart tightened with anger.
And the voice in my heart rang again.
"Don't worry about these nobles... Are they your enemies... Are they not opponents of theocracy..."
The voice in my heart lingered to my ears, with a strong bewitching, preaching in Marbury's ear, "Don't worry about them... rush straight over... and catch the **** Duke of York back..."
"If we catch him, we can have the strongest evidence. Even Franke won't be able to take us by then, right?"
"...Yes...Yes..."
Marbury was confused by the sound, and his eyes gradually lost focus.
After a trance, he seemed to come back to his senses again.
But he frowned suddenly, and immediately spoke coldly, and gave orders to the priests behind him, "Everyone, don't care about these corrupt and incompetent nobles!... Let's just rush in and take down the vampire first!"
"……what?"
As soon as these words came out, a group of priests began to hesitate, and they couldn't help but stare at each other in astonishment.
Is this... okay?
The old Marquis Robert and others led it, but it was the city-state guard under the command of Lord Franka, the new ruler.
Once confronted, wouldn't they become rebels in Los City? !
Thinking of this, the priests struggled even more in their hearts and dared not speak.
Almost vomiting blood from their archbishop.
"...What a bunch of useless guys!"
Marbury wrinkled his nose and glared at the pawns ferociously. The little eyes rolled, and he no longer hesitated to take out his little cross.