Lin Qi just glanced at them and said lightly: "Before I get angry, get out" A big man in black standing behind shouted angrily, "Hey, man, you don't know who you're talking to" The big man stretched out his hand and grabbed Lin Qi's shoulder, wanting to give him a little bit of color.
Lin Qi sighed, he lifted the collar of his coat, revealing the insignia of the Dawn Saint who shone with a faint white light on the vest, and under this Dawn Saint's badge, there was a priesthood coat of arms representing the status of the Dawn Temple's archbishop.
The expressions of the three big men became incomparably exciting, they looked at Lin Qi in horror and almost despair, their bodies trembling, and the bones collided with each other, making a dense sound of Titicaca.
Lin Qi snorted coldly, and he said indifferently: "Get out, or you want to live in the Inquisition for free for a lifetime."
The big man sitting next to Lin Qi jumped up, his legs trembling and retreated, Lin Qi suddenly snorted coldly: "If I hear anything about me, then all of you in the Vias Garrison Department are ready to bury you, I believe that the Knights of Punishment will not spare any of your relatives, I firmly believe that they can do it, right?"
The patrol officers of the three garrison halls were sweating like pulp, they smiled flatteringly, nodded to Lin Qi again and again, and tiptoed away from Lin Qi like the most obedient cat, and then hailed all their nearby counterparts to evacuate from the central square of Vyas as quickly as possible.
Lin Qi looked at the brass hats that fled in embarrassment with a strange smile, and couldn't help but shake his head.
In the Western continent, the security offices of all countries have an iron law of survival, one of which is not to offend the clergy; Second, don't offend the nobility; If you choose between the clergy and the nobility, and help the clergy to oppress the nobility, it is absolutely right These bronze hats originally thought that Lin Qi was just an ordinary nobleman, a small eyeliner sent by other countries to spy on Vyas, so they unceremoniously wanted to warn and intimidate Lin Qi, and even if they could catch Lin Qi's handle.
And maybe get some benefit from him.
But they never dreamed that Lin Qi would be wearing two such terrible badges.
The saint of the Temple of Dawn, this identity will make the emperor of the empire bow his noble head before him; And the coat of arms that represented the identity of the cardinal cardinal of the Temple of Dawn as the cardinal of the crown of the Archbishop scared them even more If a devout saint can not mind their offense, an archbishop.
That's the source of a lot of horror legends in folk tales.
According to the statistics of the do-gooders.
Throughout the history of the Western continent, archbishops under the jurisdiction of some of the great temples have ordered the arrest and execution of hundreds of thousands of civilians each year.
Any qualified archbishop is a butcher with bloody hands, and this sentence comes from a famous historian on the Western continent a hundred years ago.
And the historian after saying this.
He and his entire family disappeared without a trace overnight Therefore, Lin Qi threatened to hold the entire Vyas Garrison accountable for these bronze hats, and these bronze hats evacuated as quickly as possible, and supervised each other and urged each other's companions to keep secrets, otherwise these archbishops would definitely do what they said and burn all their relatives at the stake It's not impossible "Sometimes.
The signboard of the magic stick is better than that of the nobles" Lin Qi patted Bilibili's head fiercely, and after dropping a small denomination of the golden ticket, he picked up a small wooden staff and walked slowly towards the aristocratic district of Vyas.
No. 3 Swallowtail Street, which is the residence of Count Herod, as a high-ranking official of the House of Nobles of the Vyas Commercial Federation, Count Heroon is also a pivotal figure in Vyas.
Especially after his family successfully obtained a quota for the import business of Vyas dyes a few months ago, his position became even more important.
According to outsiders' estimates, the annual profit generated by the quota of this part of the dye import business is nearly 10 million gold coins.
In the words of some jealous people, Count Heroon can live more nourishingly than the Grand Dukes of some small principalities, at least those small principalities have to raise armies and pay a large number of courtiers' salaries, while Count Herod, he does not have so many messy expenses.
So when Linzi came to visit, Count Herod had just finished a sumptuous dinner.
Standing by the fireplace, teasing a nimble hound on tiptoe while sipping a high-quality cigar from the Elven Continent.
The fireplace was blazing red, and a heat wave swept through the huge living room.
This scenario makes sense in the Gallic Empire.
The temperature at night in the Gallic Empire is still very low, but in Vias.
The fact that the fireplace is lit at night in such weather, and that firewood made of applewood is still expensive, can only mean one thing: Count Heroon suddenly had money, so he didn't care about the money for the fireplace When Lin Qi walked into the living room, he was startled by the heat wave on his face, but when Lin Qi saw Count Herodon wearing a thin silk shirt and his face was full of red light, Lin Qi suddenly understood why this guy was so rich that he burned his hands, in order not to burn his hands, he could only choose to burn the fireplace Nouveau riche, that's how they do it in general.
Coughing lightly, he handed his coat to the maid beside him, and Lin Qi nodded to Count Herod: "Count Herod, long time no see" Count Heroon was only concerned about teasing the cute hound, and he didn't even look up at Lin Qi: "Baron Yan of the Great Yan Dynasty, aha, I'm sorry, it's the first time I've heard of it...
O my God" Heroon looked up, and he finally glanced at Lin Qi with a face, and then he shuddered with fright, and almost jumped into the fireplace.
He dropped the cigar in his hand, but it happened to be on his beloved hound, and the hot cigarette butt burned the hound, which howled miserably, and rushed out of the drawing room.
I heard a faint commotion, and the unfortunate little creature fell down the stairs with his head.
Ignoring the heartache of this poor valuable beagle, Count Heroon walked quickly to Lin Qi with a little fear, a little awe, a little respect, and a little caution, and saluted Lin Qi solemnly: "I really didn't expect you to come, respect...
Whatever you're still doing here, give me out."
The astonished maid and butler hurried out of the drawing-room, and Count Herod himself closed the door of the drawing-room, and then welcomed Linzi to sit down on the couch closest to the fireplace, and the hottest one.
Lin Qi twitched the corner of his mouth, he helplessly glanced at the fireplace that burned like a crater, and could only silently accept the kindness of Count Herod.
Count Herod, after consulting with Linzi, selected a bottle of aged rum from the North Sea for Linzi.
He took two beakers and poured a glass of red old wine for Lin Qi and himself: "I really didn't expect that you came to my god in person, I can't believe my eyes, you actually came to visit in the name of the nobles of the Great Yan Dynasty, it was really unexpected." ” Lin Qi picked up the wine glass and gestured, and then drank the wine in the wine glass.
After a snap of his mouth, Lin Qi nodded with satisfaction: "When your housekeeper purchased these fine wines, he didn't mistreat them, he really tasted the wine, the wine taste is very pure, and it is the kind of taste I have liked since I was a child."
Sniffing the strong smell of wine with his nose, Count Herod took a sip of rum, and he nodded with a dry smile.
For a traditional merchant aristocrat like him, who had been born in the South, he couldn't afford the rum that was popular among sailors and pirates.
Putting down the wine glass, Count Heroon rubbed his hands stiffly: "So, you are like this, I mean, you know, you suddenly appeared, I am curious...
Because I have been told that the Earl of Longshan is still two days away from here."
Lin Qi lifted Erlang's legs, he looked at Count Herod, and asked curiously: "You seem to be very nervous and afraid that I have really seen the undead, why are you afraid of me, Wanen Longshan is a person to be feared, Count Herodon, am I a villain to be feared?"
Count Heroon smiled bitterly, you don't make people afraid, you don't make people afraid, then you really saw the undead, killing more than a hundred alien demigods in a battle is not a heavenly position, not a holy realm, it is more than a hundred demigods, which also includes a legendary figure like the ice deer god Athan Biers, whose reputation has been passed down for thousands of years Since that war, the portrait of Wan'en Longshan has spread throughout the aristocratic circles of the entire continent, and all the nobles have repeatedly ordered the group of people in their clan who like to cause trouble the most, and once they see Lin Qi, they should immediately avoid it, and never provoke this fierce god In the afternoon, Lin Qi wore a yarmulke hat to cover most of his face, so those bronze hats dared to come up to trouble him.
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If Lin Qi had exposed Wan'en Longshan's face outside, those bronze hats would have been frightened to evacuate Vyas Port City.
Such an incomparably powerful being suddenly visited at night under an inexplicable name, and Count Herod did not shout for help, or kneel at Linzi's feet and beg him for mercy, which was already a very calm expression.
Lin Qi spread his hands: "Okay, I admit that some rumors have made my reputation a little vicious, but from the bottom of my bones, I am a law-abiding and rule-abiding person."
So, you don't have to be so nervous."
Count Herod blinked his eyes, obey the law, follow the rules, you are joking The laws and rules, for people like you, is there any binding force If you are not respectful, a fierce god who kills a demigod is like killing a chicken, killing the entire family of Count Heroon is a flick of a finger: