"Big Secret" Dudian's voice contained no emotion or anger, he took out another sharpened pencil from the pen holder, played with it gently, and said: "I don't like to listen to lies, it is equivalent to wasting my time.
Amy gritted her teeth tightly and endured the severe pain in her wrist.
A trace of hatred flashed in her eyes and she said: "I know that one of the bishops of the Light Holy See is from our Dark Holy See, and his status here is not low.
If we expose his identity to the Holy See of Light, he will definitely be investigated by the Holy See of Light, causing the Holy See of Light to lose a general, and also causing other regions to lose a chess piece."
As she spoke, her eyes were fixed on Dudian, and besides the pitiable look of pain, there was also sincerity on her face.
Du Di'an's expectation was suddenly dashed, and he couldn't help but shake his head slightly.
After contacting the monastery, he was not interested at all when he heard such news.
Not to mention the problem of this mere bishop, their old pope was still from the Dark Holy See.
As for the Supreme Speaker, such news will have no effect on him.
The old Pope should know the identity of this bishop better than anyone else.
He has not singled it out.
He is probably using it as a backup negative teaching material to let him know at the right time.
Bring out the value.
All the little actions below are all under the watchful eye of the old pope.
Also under the watchful eyes of the monastery.
The only pity is that these believers who are loyal to their faith and loyal to the darkness are fighting each other and fighting for their gods, but they don't know that the god they believe in is just an illusion written by the monastery missionaries to enslave them.
"Is this it?"
Dudian turned the pencil, cold light flowing on his fingertips.
Amy was stunned.
She kept staring at Du Di'an's eyes, but found that when she told this shocking news, the latter did not react at all, and even a trace of disappointment seemed to flash in his eyes.
She suddenly felt in her heart and said: "Elder, you know the news."
Dudian glanced at her and said: "There is no way to tell whether the news is true or false.
If my guess is correct, the elder who the bishop has taken refuge in is definitely not the elder you want to take refuge in.
Next, you will reveal the district where he is located.
Make me think that it’s best to have a conflict with him if you capture the evidence of that elder.
In this way, you can gain merit by joining the new elder, and you can also take revenge on me, right?”
Amy's face changed slightly, and she continued: "How could it be possible?
Elder, you are overthinking.
This news is absolutely true.
I have conclusive evidence."
"This is over, let's talk about other things."
Du Di'an tapped the pencil on the table gently, his voice was very soft, but her words came to an abrupt end.
Amy choked with anger, her face changed for a moment, and she said: "Elder, if you want to punish me, our ninth district will lose a great potion master.
There are not many potion masters in our ninth district.
You have just taken office.
All parties are watching with eager eyes.
You cannot weaken your power like this.
I can make up for it and develop a potion master-level medicine for you within a month, and the formula will be sold to you at the lowest price."
"You don't seem to understand me.
I only want everything."
Dudian waved his hand and said to Hawkeye: "She attacked the elder, took her to prison, and equipped her with a set of equipment for a great potion master, and let her study it in prison."
Hawkeye was shocked and looked at Dudian blankly, not expecting him to be so cruel.
Amy's eyes also widened, "You want to imprison me and you, you have no right to do this.
Do you know my relationship?
It's just such a small thing, but you actually want to imprison me?"
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"No right."
Du Di'an said calmly: "Sorry, the ninth district used to be a parliamentary system, but from now on, it is my dictatorship.
I know your relationship.
Isn't it just that you have a good relationship with several families and consortiums?
You committed a crime Come on, I want to see if they dare to argue with me because of you, you are just a great potion master, don’t think too highly of yourself.”
Amy's face was pale and her body was shaking slightly.
She was angry, scared, and even more painful.
She stared at Dudian angrily and said, "You can't do this to me.
I can agree to your other requests, but you can't imprison me."
Me, you can't restrict my freedom.
If I am imprisoned, the potion production in District 9 will be greatly reduced, my students will go on strike, and my Amy Potion Union will also stop supplying you.
The influence of the ninth district will decline again and become the worst of all districts."
Du Di'an said calmly: "We are all just a group of cold-blooded monsters.
Do you really think that your students will turn against me because you are imprisoned?
Although I don't understand the situation yet, I can be sure that some of your students have already Some people are looking forward to your death.
Only after you die can they have a chance to succeed.
No one likes to have their head pressed down.
I just want to give them a little more sweetness.
Do you think they will disband and fight to the death against the Holy See?"
Amy's eyes were slightly red and her lips trembled slightly.
Dudian's words were like sharp swords that cut into her heart, piercing into the depths of her heart.
Of course she knew that if something really happened, only a few of her students would be able to do so.
Most people would not stand up for themselves.
The so-called teacher-student relationship was as weak as a piece of paper in the face of a behemoth like Dudian.
However, she didn't expect Dudian to be so crazy, so domineering, and dare to have such a tough attitude as soon as he took office.
"You imprisoned me, you will definitely suffer losses."
Amy took a deep breath and gritted her teeth: "If you want to restrict my freedom, I would rather die than make a potion for you."
Dudian tapped the pen on the table, and the rhythm was as steady as the words he spoke, "Don't say you would rather die easily.
Death is not that terrible.
Living reluctantly is the most painful.
I advise you to be obedient, otherwise This delicate face of yours will soon be no longer preserved.
What do you think about sewing a mummy’s face onto your face?”
Amy's pupils were dilated, her chest heaved violently, her face was as pale as paper, and she said tremblingly: "No, no, don't do this."
"It seems good to sew the face of an ugly male mummy."
Dudian said with interest: "I don't know what it is when I look in the mirror with another ugly face that exudes the stench of rotting corpses.
Such a feeling.”
Amy's whole body was trembling, and she seemed to have completely forgotten the pain in her wrist, and said in a trembling voice: "I promise you, I promise you."
"It's too late."
Dudian shrugged slightly, "I've already thought of it.
No need to regret it.
When you perform to my satisfaction, I can replace it for you."
With that said, he said to Hawkeye next to him: "I'll leave this matter to you, and prepare two large mirrors so that our great potion master can admire himself when he has nothing to do."
Hawkeye's scalp was numb when he heard it, and a chill came from the bottom of his heart.
He had been in office for so many years, and he had never heard of such violent torture.
Especially for a girl who loves beauty, it is simply more terrifying than killing her.
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Hearing this Yan swallowed a mouthful of saliva and said, "I, I understand."
He didn't even dare to try to persuade him.
Although he had just contacted him, the impression in his mind of this new elder was that he was a cruel devil, and More insane than all devils "No, no" Amy screamed in horror.
She saw that Dudian was serious and was not just threatening her.
"I beg you, I am willing to do anything.
Don't do this to me, please."
"If you do something wrong, you have to pay the price."
Du Di'an said indifferently: "Since you think poisoning me is a small thing, this big thing is even less worth mentioning.
You'd better give up struggling.
You can't escape today.
The knight captain and the great knight are all here, so you can't fly.
By the way, this idea came from a lunatic I met many years ago.
You should thank him."
"No" Amy yelled frantically.
Dudian glanced at Hawkeye and said, "Why are you still standing there?"
Hawkeye smiled bitterly, but did not see him speak, but his figure suddenly moved and appeared in front of Amy as if teleporting. bang Amy just reacted and looked at him in horror.
The next moment her vision went dark and she fell to the ground.
Hawkeye took off the handkerchief wrapped around his hands, looked at the unconscious Amy on the ground, turned to Dudian and said, "Sir, I will ask someone to move her away right now, and change the carpet here."
Dudian hummed and gave him a meaningful look.
He was worthy of being a confidant of Kribi.
He served as both a secretary and a bodyguard.
Such skills should be the strongest in District 9, reaching the level of advanced hunting.
The top hunter, even better than the top high-level hunter, should be due to the bonus of his magic mark ability.
No wonder he is so popular in Kribi.
After Hawkeye took the unconscious Amy out, it didn't take long before Hawkeye found Dudian again.
"Sir, the Speaker is here to see you."
"Speaker" Dudian narrowed his eyes slightly, the old man of the Pope of Light came to him so quickly "Bring him in."
"yes."
A figure covered in black robes, wearing a black hood and mask came into the room.
His whole body exuded a cold aura, but the heat in his body was as strong as fire, not inferior to the eagle eye next to him, and even a little stronger than the eagle eye. point.
"A person on the same level as a saint."
Dudian's eyes narrowed slightly and he said to Hawkeye: "You go out first."
"Yes."
Hawkeye left respectfully.
"I've met Elder Demon King.
This is a letter from the Speaker."
The man in black robe's voice was hoarse and awkward, obviously caused by deliberate control.
He took out a letter from his arms, wearing black gloves in his hand, as if he was afraid of leaving anything on the letter.
The traces were handed to Dudian's desk.
Dudian did not answer it, but only glanced at it.
There was a black sickle logo on the letter, which was the mark of the Dark Speaker.
The man in black robe bowed slightly, turned and left without saying another word.
Dudian watched him leave.
After he left, he took out the handkerchief from his arms, carefully picked up the letter, and opened it.
"Task":