Duke of Grief

"Countess Cornelia!"

Cornelia turned her back to the door of the church. When the nobles broke into the church irrespective of the obstruction of the guardian knight, she only saw her quiet kneeling in front of the idol, her head bowed in silent prayer.

Their entourage squeezed the guardian knight and the priesthood on the way forward fiercely, and the five noble-faced nobles came out of the crowd and fell on Cornelia's back with hostile eyes. .

The leader was ‘Viscount Kers’. The last time he had asked Cornelia, it was only because Cornelia had a tight tone that he was not able to ask the truth.

He didn't think it was a mistake he took lightly, because non-interference between the nobles and the church has been a rule that has lasted for hundreds of years, and no one would think that the "noble church" could actually do such a bold and courageous thing.

Cornelia, who closed her eyes and prayed silently, opened her eyes slightly, without looking back, and said softly: "The church is heavy. If there is nothing important, don't make a loud noise."

"I have something important to discuss with you now!" Viscount Kers stepped forward and stood behind Cornelia.

He glared and waited for her to look back, but after a long wait, she did nothing.

Just as Viscount Kers was impatient, Cornelia suddenly asked, "Sir Kers, I have given the title of the Farasu family to my nephew, and from his recent performance , He has done a great job, so you can no longer call me'The Baroness'-do you have anything to discuss with me?"

Viscount Kers twitched the muscles in his corners of his eyes and stomped his feet with anger, making him stomped angrily and shouted loudly: "Bishop Cornelia, please don't say this, don't you I’m really a blind man, can’t I see what the Principality is doing now?"

Cornelia turned silently and looked at Viscount Kers.

However, it was her calm appearance that angered Viscount Kers even more.

She looked as usual, and said indifferently: "I'm not a blind man, I can see it naturally, but this is the task entrusted to us under the crown. And didn't I say it? I think Walker did quite well..."

"You bitch!"

Angry, Viscount Kers reached out and grabbed Cornelia, but just before he was about to grab the collar, Cornelia suddenly stretched out his hand and held his arm. For a stunned time, right The foot rotates with the body, and the heel kicks on his ankle.

The painful Viscount Kers hadn't had time to cry out, and the fat body had already vacated under the screams of others, and he landed on the back with a bang, and was dropped to Cornelia.

Fatty flesh fluttered like a wave under the skin, Viscount Kers curled up, his facial features wrinkled, and he cried out: "Oh!"

After the nobleman fell to the ground over the back, Cornelia straightened up and looked at him indifferently, "Sir Kers, who gave you the courage to challenge you to a "bishop" level The priesthood?"

Viscount Kers felt pain all over his body, his head was chaotic, he heard the sound louder and heavier, and there was a dysprosium lingering in his ears, his brain seemed to almost explode.

Cornelia's strength is not weak, and not to mention that she is a bishop of the Goddess of Progress, she said that she has been exercising all the time since she was a child. Even at this age, she can easily beat several adult men with bare hands.

This aristocrat has a weak footstep and a weak body. Although he can use the weight of the body to bully ordinary people, when he comes to her, it is useless.

Viscount Kers curled up, whispering and whispering, as if she had not heard her voice, and nothing happened.

Cornelia snorted when he saw this reaction, and turned to look at the other four nobles, but the moment they met their eyes, they flinched!

The eyes of the remaining four nobles flickered and dodged, and none of them dared to face Cornelia.

However, Cornelia had long anticipated their reaction. If it is said that'bullying bullies' is their most popular thing, then bullying and fearing are their essence-this group of guys will only drift with the waves. When the strength is strong, they dare Unscrupulous, when their strength is weak, they will lower their heads, as if they saw nothing.

Not just these four guys, even this one lying on the ground, but also most nobles on the mainland!

They don’t have any ambitions, they don’t have any ambitions, they just sit back and enjoy their successes. They can’t bring any progress to this society, or even hinder social development.

This is a group of worms, and the very few nobles who have an aggressive heart, even if they are brutal, at least can make society progress.

However, this is only a "very few", like the group of idiots now appearing in front of her is the vast majority.

They will not let go of their power, so now this society can only make changes through violent means!

"You, what's the matter?" Cornelia asked calmly, and the indifference in her eyes even made the nobles shudder.

"Master Bishop, be careful!"

At this moment, there was a cry of exclamation, Cornelia failed to react in time, and her ankle was caught.

Viscount Kers had already climbed from the ground, and his face was so forceful that his right hand suddenly suddenly pulled Cornelia to the ground.

"Kill them! Kill them!" the aristocrat shouted steadily, and then he clenched his fists and struck Cornelia's head.

However, the fear of ‘gods’ and the church still made their men hesitate for a moment.

Then, when a dazzling light suddenly lit up in the church, Cornelia climbed up from the ground with a blank expression, lifted the corner of the robe, glanced at the blood stained on the robe, and frowned slightly.

The headless corpse fell to the ground with a thump, and the remaining four nobles and their dog legs shivered.

"Kill, kill, kill..."

A noble stared at the headless corpse, his trembling lips kept repeating a syllable, and not long after, he successfully screamed: "Slay it!!!"

They don’t think that ‘civilians’ are the same level of human beings as they do, so they don’t think it’s a crime to kill civilians, and some people even take pleasure in it.

But when they think that "human beings of the same level" fall before them, their brains will become blank, and fear will sprout.

The church suddenly became chaotic, and everyone's thoughts were confused, because there was a real nobleman who fell here and fell before their eyes!

"be quiet!"

Cornelia's voice seemed to have a power. After she sipped, all the panicked people calmed down.

But after calming down ~ www.NovelMTL.com ~ a chill rose from the hearts of the four nobles.

Because she was indeed murdering, a nobleman, a nobleman who was alive just now has now turned into a dead body without a head, lying there quietly.

The still warm blood gushing from the broken neck and neck, just a glance, they felt very infiltrating.

Cornelia glanced back at the idol and bowed slightly to express her apology to the goddess of progress, saying that she did not really want to kill someone in the church...

The faceless and progressive Goddess of God gazes quietly at everything in the church, as if acquiring Cornelia's behavior.

Then Cornelia turned to look at the other four nobles and asked softly, "Do you have anything else?"

The four nobles shook their heads in a hurry, fearing that they would be killed here a second later.

Seeing their appearance, Cornelia smiled slightly and continued to ask, "So, are you willing to believe in my Lord?"