Why did the lord rebel

Chapter 252 Chapter [-]

After being slightly relieved from the shock of breaking Isa Sandria's "mourner" status, Xia Houyan stood in place, pulled his black hood, and briefly tasted Isa Sandria life trajectory.

He suddenly discovered that it was no coincidence that this little girl had something to do with the "Thin Burial Sect"...

The former Duke of Igor, located in the east of the empire, was originally an "old revolutionary base" with a deep connection with necromancy. Isa Sandria basically grew up in Eagle's Rest Castle—— In the course of several years of life, she came into contact with the "Thin Burial Sect" which is prevalent in the local area by chance, which is completely reasonable;

And if one day she is really attracted by the belief in the God of Death and accepted into the Bomber Sect, Xia Houyan believes that with Isa Sandria's resourcefulness and means, it is only logical to mix into a high-level position as a mourner :

One must know that the fading Bobu sect is so short of manpower, this group of cultists have even rushed to the doctor in a hurry, and they have brought President Shador, a waste snack, to the position of priest in the imperial capital!
——In contrast, even if Isa Sandria is a countess of Stigmata who has no territory, but because of her noble status, the paupers of the Bourgeois Sect should look up to her!
After becoming a mourner, Isa Sandria's latent life will only be smoother and safer:
The Borrowers in the Empire have long been beaten by the Inquisition into a state of mind that has been reduced to a vegetarian meal and dawdling around. Occasionally holding a secret meeting is considered a rare event, and the entire sect is hidden in the mist of life;

As for the mourners who don't even show their faces easily, it is even more impossible for others to easily discover their identity in the world.

In fact, even if the officials of Xiahou went to the gate of the Imperial Palace to beat the drums and complained, claiming that his fiancée, Miss Isa Sandria, was a heinous heretic, it is estimated that few people in the entire empire would believe this ridiculous statement Allegation:
The beautiful Countess Isa Sandria?Cultists?

My lord Elliot Igor, are you kidding me?
In front of a good nobleman, he eats delicious food and drinks spicy food every day. I'm afraid it's because he's out of his mind and took the wrong medicine, so he gets involved with necromancer magic and taboo beliefs, right? !
"Mother Xipi, the chick is hiding deep enough..."

——Lord Shuangfengling was silent for a long time, shaking his head, smiling wryly, and sighing, his mood was so complicated that he seemed to have taken the wrong medicine because of a lack of brain.

However, if you think about it carefully, not only did he not lose his target in this whimsical pursuit today, but he even discovered the true identity of the mourner in the imperial capital, and recognized that Ya was an old acquaintance of his family...

Such achievements cannot be said to be insignificant.

With Isa Sandria's little secret in hand, the lord thinks that the plan to win over the "Thin Burial Sect" to his own camp should be regarded as more secure - countless hard-working island country cartoonists have taught us Of course, a certain unscrupulous lord knows how to make good use of the little girl's handle after being held.

But the chaos that erupted in "Midnight Star" just now was really outrageous. Who the hell would have thought that there really was an orc spy sitting on the first floor of that small brothel——Xia Houyan looked at it on purpose before going upstairs. The two people sitting in the shadow of the corner turned out to be blind and didn't notice anything special.

——My mind was filled with such criticisms and self-criticisms, Xia Houyan turned his head and walked out of the alley, but bumped into another person with a "crack".

"Will you watch the road—" the lord's cursing voice was only half sprayed out before it got stuck in his throat;
Because he found that what he ran into seemed to be the two bodyguards of Ms. Isa Sandria, the "mourner" of the imperial capital...

These two Boburian believers in the black robes of Moke are actually no different from the pedestrians on the street in terms of appearance, but they are filled with a faint wave of ghostly magic power that can only be felt if they get close enough... …

The figures of the two men in black robes were shaking slightly, as if they were panting violently. It was obvious that they had been running wildly looking for the lost mourner from their own family just now—it turned out that by coincidence, they met Xiahou who was about to escape from the alley. The high official was full of bumps.

Xia Houyan hurriedly took two steps back, first startled, then relieved, and finally trembling.

I was shocked because, seeing Isa Sandria crushing the mysterious gemstone and rushing away through the dark mist, the Lord of Frost Maple Ridge really didn't expect that there were actually two horse boys from the Thin Burial Sect Wait here to deal with it yourself;

He breathed a sigh of relief in his heart because the fluctuations of the ghostly magic power on these two bodyguards were so familiar!
According to Chairman Shador, the two bodyguards next to the mourners of the Thin Burial Sect are both upright magicians—with the current magical strength of Xiahou Daguan, even if he casts a "buffering spell" in mid-air, he will stumble He almost broke his leg, and if he really wanted to face-to-face with the two magicians, unless he succeeded in a close-up crowbar surprise attack, the chances of winning the Xiahou official might not be better than that of the Chinese men's football team in the World Cup qualifiers. big.

But the sky has eyes, and these two are necromancers who wield ghost magic power!
Even the majestic necromancer master Ander Spencer died in front of the bodyguard of a big brother on earth, and died with regret. Two little necromancers really can't enter Frost Maple Ridge Lord's eye--

——This also proves from the side why Xia Houyan set the target of inclusion on the Bobu sect that believes in the god of death: if it is replaced by other targets, Shuangfengling really does not necessarily have the capital to surrender and control the other party.

But in the end, Xia Houyan's heart still trembled, mainly because he didn't want to get entangled in this kind of right and wrong.

The sudden emergence of orc spies and city defense army pickets has turned the narrow area at the junction of the Unicorn District and the Griffon District into a pot of extremely muddy preserved egg and lean meat porridge. In the chaos, Xia Houyan's The primary goal was to go back and join Master Laurie, not dance the death tango with these two cult bodyguards.

So, relying on the protection of my brother Yan Wangye, the ghost magic power will not cause harm to her, she simply rushed forward without dodging or evading, and swung the crowbar at the head of the cultist bodyguard on the left ——

A faint blue sword light flew obliquely out of the cloak, and the crowbar of the Xiahou official made a clear and pleasant golden iron clang;

All of a sudden, Xia Houyan felt his tiger's mouth go numb, and the crowbar in his hand was almost blown away!
Then he looked intently and saw the sharp weapon of the magic weapon that he abruptly hit with his crowbar——

It was a sharp long sword with a dark black color but a string of ice-blue death runes engraved on the spine!
How quick is the human mind;

In just half a second, Lord Shuangfengling had already uttered [-] classic national curses to President Shador in his heart:

Didn't you fucking agree with the two magicians? !
How the hell is a swordsman who can play swords!
You must know that Xiahou Daguan's diamond crowbar has at least been practiced with countless celestial caps in the wasteland. Not to mention the power is extremely strong, but ordinary people will at least end up with blood if they are unsuspecting. ;

But the sword edge that the black-robed bodyguard swung out suddenly with a wave of his hand just now, the speed and strength of the sword were faintly inferior to the swordsmanship genius Alice Comstock, directly reflecting Xia Houyan's crowbar into a soft and weak toothpick—— If it wasn't for the man in black to take advantage of the victory to pursue him, the official Xiahou would have been stabbed by that rune sword to death!

Ge Laozi, how can there be such a fierce fighting magician in the world? !
The protection of the King of Hades can prevent the magic power of the ghost but not the big iron piece. Seeing that the attributes are restrained and the situation is not good, Xia Houyan immediately prepares to fight the wind;

But what the man in black yelled made him stop for a second.

"Mourning, Mourning the Dead!" The man in black yelled anxiously, "Don't hit me! You don't know me anymore? I'm 'Bai Shuang'!"

Mourning...the dead...my lord?
Xia Houyan stared blankly at the man in black, then lowered his head and aimed at his shoulder.

The bouquet of hyacinths given to him by President Shador is fluttering in the wind on Ya's shoulder...

It is more conspicuous.

"Lord Mourner!" Another man in black robe stepped forward and said, "What's wrong with you? Are you not injured?"

"I'm fine..." Xia Houyan stretched out his hand and pulled down the hood on his head.

This guy was roaring in his heart: It's over, I'm a stand-in!
——Speaking of which, apart from that little girl Isa Sandria, there is a second person on the streets of the imperial capital who, like a person with serious aesthetic defects, foolishly pins a coquettish plant on a big black robe. Purple flower? !

Have it?no!

More importantly, the Mourner seems to have always been wearing a hood to hide his face...

Xia Houyan was still trembling in fear, but the cultist swordman bodyguard who called himself "Bai Shuang" had already chuckled:
"It's good that you're fine! Your 'foley snail' accent today is really funny, as I said last time, you look like a fool..."

"A, foley snail?" Xia Houyan stammered.

"You seem to particularly like the voice recorded in this foley snail, and you've been using it all the time recently..." Another bodyguard of the Bobu sect laughed, "I heard you say that it was a boy you liked before?"

A sliver of understanding gradually rose in Xia Houyan's heart.

The so-called "foley snail" is actually a very common magic prop on the market in the empire. When the lord was studying and picking up girls in the school city, he bought several of them for more fun;
The function of the "foley conch" is actually very simple: after recording someone's voice, it can convert the wearer's voice into the appearance of the recorded person in real time. As long as the small conch is hung around the neck, Lu Zhishen will become Qiao Bi in seconds Ro.

However, except for a few people who are stupid and wealthy noble dudes, the greatest use of the "foley snail" is actually for spies to use it with the robes of Mo Ke--the face is covered and the voice has changed. It is true that even my grandmother recognizes it. not coming out.

The safety is over the top.

Listening to the tone of these two cult bodyguards now, it seems that when Isa Sandria played the role of the mourner, she also performed a full set of plays, and even her own voice was often switched with "foley snails"...

This approach is actually quite normal:

Isa Sandria, a courtesan in the imperial capital, often speaks in front of people. If she doesn't change her voice after running into a phone booth and turning into a mourner, it's still easy for people to recognize her true identity.

But what really terrified Xia Houyan was that, in this way, Isa Sandria seemed to often imitate her own voice?

Use your fiancé's voice as a disguise? !What kind of slutty behavior is this? !

But it goes back and forth like this...

The two unlucky bodyguards of the Bobu Church really mistook the Xiahou official who was dressed exactly the same for their mistress.

Seeing the black-robed bodyguard standing with his hands tied, Xia Houyan suddenly burst into ecstasy:
Does this fucking mean that no one will recognize that Lao Tzu is actually a counterfeit mourner?

Seeing that the lord Isa Sandria has disappeared without a trace, he, a pirated mourner, can't run away under surveillance anyway, so it seems that he might as well take advantage of this opportunity... right?

Yisha, Yisha, we have never done a pre-marital property notarization, it is completely reasonable for your future husband to borrow your identity a little...

"Mourner!" Bai Shuang, the black-robed man, said softly, "Let's leave here as soon as possible... The sudden appearance of imperial soldiers at the meeting point with the chief priest just now is not a good omen..."

"That...cough cough." Xia Houyan pretentiously cleared his throat, seeing the two bodyguards of the Bobuan sect still bowing their heads respectfully, he boldly said, "Ability...uh...I suddenly have an idea that we need A list of the sect's personnel in the imperial capital."

The hoods of the two cult bodyguards trembled, and they seemed a little surprised.

"What...why do you want a list of personnel?"

"Well...it's like this..." Xia Houyan tried his best to imitate Isa Sandria's usual tone of voice, "I think, there were soldiers at our joint just now, maybe someone leaked the news ...so, um, I need the list of people to... um, check the insider..."

The two cult bodyguards looked at each other and nodded dubiously.

Who the hell would have imagined that the so-called "inner ghost" is now standing straight in front of them!
And Xia Houyan was already very proud of his quick wit—the Esoteric Buddhism, this kind of underground church lurking in the market, the most precious information is the identity of the believer!
As long as you get the list of believers in your hands, isn't this secret sect that believes in the god of death just letting Shuangfengling squeeze it into a circle?
Even if Isa Sandria returns to the Bomber Church in the future and finds out that someone has pretended to be herself, by then, he, the fake mourner, will have already disappeared!

Xia Houyan felt that he was really a natural espionage talent.

"Okay, we'll escort you back to the headquarters." The cult bodyguard bowed slightly to Xibei's mourners, "We'll ask the clerk to sort out the list for you..."

"Back...to the headquarters?" Xia Houyan swallowed.

"That's right." The tone of the two cult bodyguards was a little dazed, a little surprised, "Did you forget that all the materials of our sect are locked at the headquarters!"

"Okay! Let's go!" Xia Houyan gritted his teeth and let out a long breath.

Anyway, the rune swords of the two cult swordmen are there, and Xia Houyan can't openly take off the black robe and run away. No way, he can only use the false identity of Isa Sandria to go to the Bobuy sect. The old nest has been gone...

It's not too late to run until you find a good time to run.

"Also," the cult bodyguard named Bai Shuang suddenly asked, "where did you get a crowbar?"

"I picked it up on the road, it was too messy at the time, I just found something to defend myself..." The lord lied and didn't bring a draft.

"This weapon is as stupid as your accent." The unintentional words of the cult's bodyguard are very hurtful.

(End of this chapter)