The Witcher’s Nightmare Wagon

Latest URL: "After you've integrated all the merchants, I want you to do one thing."

"Please, sir." Thomas looked respectful.

Then Sigmon put forward his own requirements. His idea was very simple. By controlling the trade route, he could screen some commodities.

In fact, it is equivalent to the prototype of a national customs department.

In his opinion, Thomas has a flexible mind and is loyal to himself. Using some hidden extraordinary means, he can easily cultivate himself.

With his help, we should be able to find out some clues.

The only advantage they have now is that the Oracle Church doesn't know that it has control over the pastor, and has learned everything about the bloodthirsty one from his mouth.

"One more thing, it's about Rebecca."

Hearing the name, Thomas immediately sat up straight.

At this moment, he was extremely fortunate, fortunate that he didn't do any revenge stupid things to Rebecca because he learned of Sigmund's departure.

If he really lost his head for a while, then now... it should not be his lower abdomen that was smashed, but his brain.

"Find a way to make her a member of the House of Commons."

"The House of Commons, female member?" He frowned, but Thomas agreed immediately. It should be difficult to operate. If it was the past, he should not have the ability to control this kind of thing.

But Thomas believes it won't be long before he has the potential to influence the selection of MPs.

Elam is divided into an upper and a lower house.

Members of the House of Lords must have aristocratic status, and members of the lower house are relatively loose.

"I did the right thing. It seems that Ms. Rebecca really occupies a very important position in Mr. Henrik's heart." Thomas was secretly proud of himself, and at the same time determined to increase his efforts to please.

The experience of the past few days made him feel ups and downs, and it was considered that he had completely thrown away all his worries and planned to stand firmly by Sigmon's side.

"That's it, go back and rest early."

As Sigmon spoke, he took out a note wrapped in black cloth and placed it on the table.

"Put your hands on it."

He could smell the blood through the black cloth, but Thomas stretched out his palm without any hesitation. He believed that Mr. Henrik did all this for his own good.

There was no abnormality in the whole process. When he released his hand, he felt his body warm, and his sore back became tall and straight.

"You're just an ordinary person, you should pay attention to restraint, your physical fitness is too poor, you can't handle one, and you call four?"

Thomas looked embarrassed and ran away.

After he left, Sigmund lifted the black cloth in his hand, revealing a blood-red notebook.

He opened the note, and Borgula's face appeared on the page.

"How about it?"

"A normal person should never drink the blood of a thirsty person."

"Should?" Sigmund asked rhetorically.

"I can only guarantee that he is fine, but if it's just a tiny amount of blood, or a very small amount, there are no side effects."

"Okay, I understand that." Sigmund nodded. "Anything that talks about toxicity aside from the dose is a hooligan."

"When will you let me out?" Bogula looked at Sigmon through a piece of paper.

"Turn left in front of the Cathedral of Glory, where shall I leave you?"

"Forget it... it's pretty good here." Bogula's cheeks twitched, resisting the urge to curse.

In a book that was kept in captivity, it was better to be a dog for the Oracle Church in the past.

"Don't you want to save your clan?"

Sigmund's question silenced Borgula.

Snapped!

Sigmund didn't say anything, closed the note and left Thomas' carriage. There was still a beautiful woman waiting for him in the apartment on Elm Street.

The process of reuniting with Ashley after a long absence is of course no need to go into details, but Sigmon, who was asleep, seemed extra busy.

He first entered Montana's dream, and learned some things about Yvonne from her. For various reasons, Sigmund didn't mention the bloodthirsty one, but asked Montana to help him pay attention. Look, which nobles are closer to the church.

As for Alec and Ruben, because the investigation has just begun, and they have not left Abetus, Sigmund does not need to contact them through dreams.

Leaving from Montana's dreamland, Sigmund sat in the carriage, noticing the calling from the mist.

"It's Juana."

Thinking of the 5 days and 5 nights of lingering, Sigmon's body trembled slightly, but when he regained his senses, he realized that he had driven a carriage into Juana's dream.

"I just took a look and didn't do anything." Sigmund reminded himself silently.

But this time, I saw the dawn.

As a direct consequence, Sigmon overslept, and Ashley was a little surprised when he got up.

Obviously not a few times, why are you up so late?

After eating breakfast, the blood-colored cloak on his body automatically transformed into a tailored wool trench coat, holding his cane tightly, Sigmon walked downstairs briskly.

The weather was fine, and he gave himself a compliment.

If it weren't for the series of moves by that Prince Louis, Abetus, with its fast industrial development, would probably have turned into another foggy city.

As soon as he went out, Sigmon noticed the changes on the street.

The trees and street lamps on both sides of the street have been simply decorated. There is obviously no special festival at the end of September, but Sigmon can feel a special atmosphere in the city.

"Is something big going to happen recently?" he asked curiously.

"Don't you know?" Rebecca leaned over her head with a strange expression.

"In a few days, it will be Princess Charlotte's 20th birthday. Unlike the 16-year-old coming-of-age ceremony, according to the laws of the kingdom, the heirs who reach the age of 20 are eligible to formally participate in the management of the country."

"Of course, as twins, that day is also Prince Philip's birthday. Such a big day is naturally worthy of national celebration. I heard that the Oracle Church has officially decided that on the prince's birthday, Yu Guanghui will be celebrated. The church held a ceremony to formally confer Prince Philip's status as the Son of the Holy Spirit."

"Son of the Holy Spirit." Speaking of this identity, Sigmon immediately remembered the dance not long ago.

"Those guys in the Oracle Church are going to do something again?" he thought to himself.

"By the way, about the coming-of-age ceremony, is there anything I need to pay attention to? For example, preparing gifts or something?" Sigmund asked.

He and Charlotte are both students of Duke Dressel~www.wuxiamtl.com~ It is impossible for him to think that nothing has happened.

"On the birthday, the whole country will celebrate, and King Fred will hold a ceremony in the palace..."

"Holding a ceremony at the palace? Wait!" Sigmund was slightly taken aback.

"You said just now that the Church of Oracle will also canonize Prince Philip at the Cathedral of Glory. Two ceremonies for one person. Which one should he attend?"

"Uh." Rebecca was also stunned. "The time should be staggered, right?"

"I don't think so."

At the same time, in the Duke's Mansion, Duke Dressel looked at Charlotte, "On the day of the ceremony, let Sigmund be your guardian knight and attend with you."

Charlotte opened her mouth, but didn't say a word of rejection.

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