Chapter 148 147 The Real Old Fox

Chapter 148 -147- The real old fox

Eastern city, Duke's Mansion.

The gray-haired Duke of Bold was half lying on a recliner, his eyes closed.

Behind him, a professionally trained maid carefully massaged his shoulders with a technique said to be inherited from the elves.

A faint smoke slowly floated up from the incense on the table, and the smoke was lingering.

It was a magical incense that could calm the mind and spirit. It was produced from the Moon God Island. It could help people relax and have a certain refreshing effect.

Occasionally, coughs came, and the old duke's body shook violently. The violent coughs that seemed to cough out the heart and lungs made people feel uncomfortable.

However, the old duke had long been accustomed to it.

He knew that his body was getting worse day by day.

Birth, aging, illness and death are human nature. Although he has struggled and worked hard, he has long since become indifferent to it.

He was satisfied to be able to pass on the family safely and steadily.

"What did Leno do?"

After coughing a few times, Duke of Bold asked slowly.

The waiters looked at each other, and finally someone stood up and answered nervously:

"Today, the evaluation team of the Holy Court is here, and Lord Leno went to the cathedral to watch the ceremony."

"Watch the ceremony? Haha, that kid is not a guy who cares so much about the Holy Court. Is he going to find the female knight of the Demon Hunting Institute?"

The old duke snorted and sneered.

Everyone lowered their heads, doing their own things nervously and nervously, and no one answered.

The duke felt bored and stopped talking.

He knew that his son had a favorite female knight.

He even investigated it himself and found that she was indeed a good seedling. She became a second-level knight of Silver Moon at a young age.

But unfortunately, the other party was born a commoner, not a noble.

Leno's background was already flawed, and Duke of Borde would never allow the future Duchess of Borde to be born lower.

So what if she is talented?

Talent only represents the future, and the future is always full of uncertainty.

Since the other party is not a noble, he is not in his consideration.

Leno's origin is flawed enough. Even if he has made all kinds of preparations, he may not be able to really get the recognition of other nobles, especially those fellow lords in the kingdom.

If he cannot get recognition, the position of the Duke will not be stable.

Duke of Borde will not let a rude mercenary knight become the wife of the new Duke.

But just his own consideration is not enough.

I know what my son is like. He knows that Leno, the little bastard, will definitely not give up.

Thinking of this, Duke of Borde pondered for a moment and said lightly:

"Send someone to contact the high priest, and after the evaluation is over... transfer her away."

Duke of Borde cannot personally attack a demon hunter knight affiliated with the church, especially when the other party is a Silver Moon Knight.

However, he can't, but someone can.

As long as the other party is transferred from Borde and out of Leno's sight, relying on his many years of connections, the old duke is sure to secretly deal with the other party without dirtying his hands.

He is very skilled and experienced in this kind of thing.

Thinking of this, the old duke narrowed his eyes slightly.

Everyone in Bold felt that he was set up by the Castel family and the church, and his stupid brother also thought that his actions in secret were unnoticed...

But who knew that he actually knew all the actions of his stupid brother?

As the ruler of Bold, there was nothing that the Duke's Mansion could hide from him.

When he knew that he had an illegitimate son wandering outside, the Duke of Bold had already begun to pave the way for the future.

However, just when the Duke of Bold was thinking about how to solve the little trouble of the female knight Kara, suddenly a personal guard knight rushed back from outside:

"My Lord Duke! Something happened! Something happened in the cathedral!"

Looking at the panting knight, the old duke frowned:

"What happened?"

"The high priest was arrested by the church evaluation team from the diocese!"

The personal guard knight replied.

"Cough cough... cough cough cough...!"

Hearing this news, the Duke of Bold couldn't help coughing violently again.

He sat up from the recliner, widened his eyes, and asked in surprise:

"What did you say? The high priest was arrested?"

"Yes! It is said that a real-name report was received, saying that the high priest was the umbrella of the Drunken Dream Salon, and was also in collusion with the Blood Demon Cult!"

Real-name report?

Is there anyone who knows the secret of the high priest?

Duke Bolde's expression became serious.

He quickly stood up from the recliner, feeling a little uneasy in his heart.

He was recently using the Drunken Dream Salon as an excuse to deal with the nobles in the duchy.

If the secret that the high priest was the umbrella was dug out, would this fire burn to his head who had made some kind of deal with the high priest?

However, after careful thinking, the old duke quickly calmed down.

If this fire burned to his head, the one who came to report the news would definitely not be the personal guard knight of the Duke's Mansion, but the trial knight from the evaluation team.

He sat down again, closed his eyes and thought about it, and made sure that he should not have left any handles of involvement in the Blood Demon Cult's turmoil that lasted for more than ten years.

It didn't matter if his deal with the high priest was exposed, as he could justify it as a way of avoiding a scandal for the Bold family.

The role of Earl Tulip is reflected at this time.

As for himself... Ten years ago, he had indeed taken more drastic and risky actions, indirectly making deals with the Blood Demon Order.

But at that time, he was still behind the scenes, and everyone who knew about it was dead.

The Duke of Boulder believed that those secrets had been completely buried in history over time and existed only in his memory.

Thinking of this, Duke Bold regained his composure.

Arrested by the Holy Royal Court, the great priest may be doomed.

Life is unpredictable, and even he didn't expect that the other party would be so caught off guard.

"Even I just made some guesses about some things about the great priest. Who reported it?"

The old Duke couldn't help but think again.

At this moment, he suddenly felt that there seemed to be a force he didn't know controlled everything in Boulder City.

At a certain moment, he thought of the terrifying existence that defeated the Balrog that night, and thought of the mysterious evil god.

But he quickly shook his head.

That evil god is so powerful. No one in Boulder can stop him from whatever he wants to do, so why bother?

At this moment, noises came from outside. Leno pushed aside the knight guarding the door and stormed into the study aggressively.

Seeing Lenno, the old Duke frowned and reprimanded dissatisfied:

"What are you doing in such a hurry? You don't have the decency of a nobleman at all. Have you returned all the etiquette I taught you?!"

However, Leno just looked at him coldly and threw a piece of parchment in front of him:

"Decent? If the decency of a noble is to associate with evil, then I would rather not have such decency."

The old Duke looked gloomy.

He picked up the parchment and glanced at it casually, but his eyes suddenly froze.