Augustine has been very tired recently, and the conflict between the minister and the church has completely erupted. It is probably not far from breaking up.

After all, Norm's affairs were just a fuse. In fact, it had already made many ministers dissatisfied from the moment Augustine promised Bernice to let the church enter Sunshine City.

But Augustine was an emperor after all, and he was an emperor with real power, so when he saw that he was determined to do so, he gave him face.

However, the church's entry into Sunshine City has actually actually damaged the interests of the country to some extent.

Because the church can also sell things, such as herbs.

There are aristocrats behind many shops in Sunshine City. If they go to church to buy things, their interests will naturally be damaged.

Therefore, there has been a conflict between ministers and the church.

This time, the church arrested Nom, the God of Wealth without evidence, which made the conflict thoroughly plan.

The ministers quarreled in the court, but they didn't dare to fight with them, and they had to fight a war of verbal war every day.

In recent days, the emperor Augustine felt that he was very boring, and he just went on strike and stopped.

Lying on the sofa, looking at the blue sky and white clouds outside the window, drinking the black tea brought by the maid, Augustine couldn't help but close her eyes and fell asleep.

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The scale of Dikao's action plan this time is relatively large. All seven thousand evil spirit knights were dispatched, plus three hundred human soldiers lurking inside and outside Sunshine City, as well as one hundred necromancers.

After getting ready, Dikao was ready to set off.

However, before leaving, I planned to go to Enjieli's place to calm down.

It happened to be Saturday and there was no class. When Dikao came, Enjeli was sitting alone in the forest playing the piano.

Since Dikao did not teach her other songs, he only taught this song. After practicing for so long, he had reached the point of perfection.

As a high-level life, she has much stronger control over herself than ordinary people, so she naturally learns things very quickly.

However, although there is basically no choice in terms of skills, playing music requires emotions.

However, this kind of thing is something that is different in the last part, and there is no need to pursue it deliberately.

Enjeli has lived for thousands of years, but for the lifespan of the druid, she is still about the same as a child.

However, in the long journey of thousands of years, the feelings have almost been worn out, leaving only a touch of indifference.

Without interrupting her, Dikao stood behind her and looked at her back and listened to her playing.

The green green hair like new buds seems to have a crystal clear feeling in the sun, like precious jade.

Because she was sitting, the lower half of her hair was randomly spread on the ground full of the fragrance of the earth, like a newly grown bud.

The green leaves covering her body trembled gently in the breeze, making a rustling sound, and it actually combined with the music being played without any sense of incongruity.

Mischelia, who was sitting on her swing behind Eunjeli, nodded gently after seeing Dikao, as if she didn't want to interrupt the music.

Dikao understood this and nodded with a smile. Then he looked at Enjieli's back without moving.

When Enjieli finished playing the last note, she spoke gently without looking back, "When will you stand there?"

"Hey! I don't want to interrupt you..." Dikao smiled and walked over and sat on the stool woven by the vines next to him. "This song is already impeccable in its technique. I will teach you something else next time."

"Next time?" Enjieli looked up, "Is there something else to come here this time?"

"Well..." Dikao nodded, "My subordinates have been arrested, I have to find a way to rescue them."

"Go to the human territory?" Enjieli asked back, "Is it dangerous for you?"

"It's okay if you don't do it." Dikao grinned, then nodded with a deep face, "If you do it, I'll try to run outside the pillar of borders."

"Well," Enjieli nodded with a smile, "Where you are within the pillar of borders, try not to fight back even if you are attacked, as long as you can come back alive."

...

Seeing a demon and a druid chatting casually like a friend who had been with him for many years, Mischelia, who was watching next to her, felt a strange feeling.

The world was born hundreds of millions of years ago, and there was no communication between major races, but different races could be as casual as the two people in front of them... Mischelia had never heard of it.

"Anyway, this time I come here, first, to relax with you; second,... when I am not here, I hope you can help protect the city." Dikao said.

Enjieli didn't say anything, just nodded casually.

"Okay, then I'll leave." As he said that, Dikao subconsciously patted Enjieli on the shoulder and turned around and was about to leave.

"His Majesty!"

But Mischelia suddenly called Dikao, and she used the title "Your Majesty".

Dikao turned his head in confusion, looked at her, and asked with his eyes what was wrong.

"I have discussed with my tribe members these days," Mischelia took two steps forward. "We are a little tired of the life that migrates from time to time in the forest. Maybe we can try a new way of life, and there is a forest that has always belonged to us."

"Of course!" Dikao nodded in the reaction, "If you are willing to join me, I will use the nearby forest as your territory. You can live here forever before I die and be neighbors with Enjeli."

Speaking of this, Dikao turned his head and grinned, "You have no objection, do you?"

"It doesn't matter!" Enjieli shrugged.

"Then..." Mishylia waved her hand, raised her hand and waved her hand twice, and the forest behind her was "raking" and making a sound.

After a while, countless elves poked out from the dense branches and leaves and looked in the direction here.

More than two thousand elves appeared in a fan shape in front of Dikao's eyes. The trees and under the trees were densely packed with Dikao's vision.

Then, the four elders of the elf clan walked out of the elf group and came behind Mishylia.

"Your Majesty, can you keep your promise and add clauses to the contract conditions that will automatically be terminated if one day you change the status quo?" asked Mischelia.

"Yes!" Dikao nodded solemnly.

"So."

Mischelia suddenly walked forward two steps, came to Dikao, and knelt down on one knee and said, "Mischelia, in the name of the patriarch, is willing to lead all the elves in the clan to join you!"

With a "slam", the four team leaders behind him and more than two thousand elves behind him knelt on one knee, with uniform movements.

Their upper bodies were straight and their eyes were staring at Dikao.

Dikao grinned and slowly stretched out his left hand.

A golden contract made of magic came to his palm, facing Mischelia.

The characteristic of Demonic Words is that even if you don’t understand it at all before, or even illiterate illiterate, you can fully understand the meaning of it when you see the contract.

This contract is not big, it is probably the size of a4 paper, with dense stripes of demonic words written on it.

However, for the elves' vision, even the elves at the end at this moment can clearly see every word written on it.

The light emitted by the contract was bright, but not dazzling, illuminating half of Mischelia's face.

Michelia gently stroked the index finger with her thumb's nails, then shook her hand and a drop of bright red blood entered the contract.

The next moment, the four elders behind him and more than two thousand elves behind him also performed the same movements, cutting their fingers and waving their arms.

Dense drops of blood flew in front of him and they all entered the contract at Dikao's hand.

Dikao held his left hand and the contract disappeared. He closed his eyes and felt it for a while, then slowly opened his eyes, grinned, revealing a neat big white teeth, "The contract was established!"

Enjieli, who was watching this scene next to her, raised her lips slightly, as if she had seen something interesting.

"Mischelia, I'm going out next." Dikao said.

"Does my king need us to do?"

"It's very likely that you will fight with the church," Dikao thought for a while. "I have deployed the Ghost Rider. I hope you can bring a hundred elves with me, and the rest, protect the city with Enjeli."

"As for order!" Mischelia nodded and agreed.

"You have heard what my king said just now." Mischelia came to the four elders, "Who will go with me?"

"You must go in person, this is considered a confession." Shablinna looked around and looked, "Sarint and I will be with you too. The Great Elder and the Third Elder stay."

"I agree!" The third elder nodded.

"Taking action with the church is equivalent to indirectly becoming an enemy of the gods, this matter..." Torrea was a little worried.

"Great Elder, since you have decided, don't think too much." Salint suddenly smiled, "The gods have existed for tens of thousands of years. Since they have not destroyed all other races outside the human race, it means that He has some restrictions, right?"

"I agree!" The third elder nodded.

"Okay, that's the decision." Mischelia nodded, "As far as my king said, you must protect the city with Lord Enjieli."

"Okay, I will arrange for patrols to my tribe." Torrea nodded.

...

Mischelia took Salint, Saberina and the selected 100 elves followed Dikao out of the forest and came to the city.

"I'm going to set out this time, so you and the Ghost Rider are in operation. The time is limited, so I won't explain it here. Let Kalita explain the entire action plan to you later." Dikao said as he walked, "Alisha and the others will introduce you to other things."

"Hmm?" Shaberina was stunned, "Alisha is your personal succubus, right? Do you mean to go first by yourself?"

"Yes!" Dikao nodded, "Let them explain this question when it's over."
Chapter completed!