In Qin Nan's impression, if he said something about the undead wizard, as the Thunder Temple in charge, he would definitely roar.

After all, in the eyes of Thunder Church, darkness is the enemy of Thunder.

But unexpectedly, this thunder priest actually said that he had not had a good sleep!

This is a tactful statement, but in fact, it is asking myself if I have any illusion.

I'm killing the pace here, do you suspect I'm daydreaming?

Qin Nan was furious about this attitude, but he had to bow his head under the roof, calm down his emotions, and emphasized again: "Your Excellency, I understand what you mean, but unfortunately I slept very well, not an illusion."

"Not only that, in the past two days, I have two subordinates who have died under the harm of the necromancer."

"I would like to report to the Bishop and the Priest quickly, and ask them to protect the peace around Quak's dock as soon as possible."

Qin Nan said it sincerely, but it also pointed out that it is the responsibility of the Thunder Church to ensure the safety of the fallen pier.

The Thunder Priest's face changed. He looked at Qin Nan with a look down and said, "Lord, I will report your problem."

"If the Lord has nothing else, then go and have a rest first. I think you need a good rest now."

Qin Nan nodded to the sacrificial sacrificial sacrificial sacrificial sacrificial sacrificial sacrificial sacrificial sacrificial sacrificial sacrificial sacrificial sacrificial sacrificial sacrificial sacrificial sacrificial sacrificial sacrificial sacrificial

This time, when I came to the Thunder Temple, Qin Nan felt that this Thunder Temple was not so trustworthy.

The temple was still quiet. When I came to Qin Nan in the square again, I looked at the comfortable dove and felt a little more cold.

"Lord, how about it?" Priss asked expectantly.

For figures like Pris, the sacred temple is sacred, and as long as the sacred temple takes action, everything can be solved.

"I haven't seen the Bishop." Qin Nan shook his head and said, "The pastor said he would report to Bishop Midolan for my reaction."

A hint of disappointment appeared in Pris' expression. This was not the good news he was expecting, but he did not react in front of Qin Nan.

"Lord, I think that in addition to reporting to the bishop, you should also report this matter to Count Quinn."

The Earl of Quinn mentioned by Pris is the leader of the Quaker's nobles, and is quite powerful in the Holy Tianluo Empire.

It is one of the 100 members of Quak's upper house, and has a huge influence.

Qin Nan nodded. Although he didn't know how this Earl Quinn would treat his reaction, finding one more person would be more hopeful.

"I see!"

After Qin Nan said this, he got on the carriage, but he did not leave immediately, but looked at the pigeons in the square in the carriage.

Half an hour later, Qin Nan asked Pris to leave in a carriage.

In Priss's view, the Lord stayed outside the Thunder Church as a sign of unwillingness but helplessness, but he didn't know that the reason why Qin Nan stayed in the church at this time was just to leave time for the Magic Mirror.

A thousand meters after the carriage drove out of the church, a line of words appeared in the silent sunglasses: "I will never come to this broken place again. Thunder is on it, it is so depressing!"

Looking at the lines of words, Qin Nan knew that the Magic Mirror could communicate and said immediately: "Have the priest reported my news?"

"The great master, as wise as you, is really rare in heaven and unparalleled on earth."

After the line of words appeared, Qin Nan just frowned. He had already figured out the habits of the Magic Mirror, and the habitual flattery could be ignored, waiting for the Magic Mirror to say the next words.

"Great Master, after you left, the priest was not as calm as he did. He found a man named Lu Dan and reported it."

"Lu Dan said, the wizards of the necromancers are all waste!"

The undead wizards are all wastes! This sentence seems to be scolding the undead wizard, but Qin Nan heard other meanings from this sentence.

"Did he really say that?"

The magic mirror seemed to sense Qin Nan's solemnity, and the font displayed on the mirror instantly turned into a dismal green: "The great master, the supreme master, the magic mirror is your most loyal subordinate."

"Even if the Magic Mirror deceives anyone, he will not dare to deceive you!"

Looking at the magic mirror's extremely aggrieved look, Qin Nan said: "Of course I believe in you, but it's important, I want to confirm it."

"What did Lu Dan say next?"

"Then the priest asked Lu Dan if he wanted to report to the Bishop. Lu Dan said something that would be resolved tomorrow, so he would no longer disturb the Bishop."

The words on the magic mirror came here and slowly turned red, like a ball of flame, burning on the magic mirror: "Master, Lu Dan said, "It's so hateful to give your manor to that sacrifice in a few days."

"They are not afraid of the thunder coming and they will be killed!"

Looking at the handwriting of the Magic Mirror, Qin Nan's eyes became more and more solemn. This time he came to the Thunder Temple for help, and he was originally a bit hopeful.

But now, judging from Lu Dan’s reaction, the water here is much deeper than he thought.

Not to mention anything else, the connection between this Thunder Temple where Quak fell and the undead wizard is probably not very deep.

Who is going to kill Ahnton!

"Master, there is the residence of Count Quinn in front of you. I'll help you inform me." Pulis's voice came from outside the carriage.

Qin Nan said: "Go, just say I have important things and need to report them to the Earl."

Five minutes later, Pris walked back with a frustrated look on his face and said, "Lord, Earl Quinn has something to do these two days, so please come again in three days."

Three days later, Qin Nan's face became colder after hearing the agreed time. He waved his hand at Pris and said, "Then let's go."

This time Qin Nan did not stay. It was not that he did not need to peek at Count Quin's reaction, but that he was at Quin's residence, which was not too far from Count Quin's mansion.

Although both are neither big nor exquisite, they are equal, but the distance between them is within one thousand meters.

The wheels were moving lightly on the stone road, and above the magic mirror, lines of text were quickly displayed.

"Great Master, respectful Master, Quaker has nothing to do. After he ordered the housekeeper to see you three days later, he continued to enjoy the red wine. However, after drinking a glass of wine, he said that the undead wizards are all waste."
Chapter completed!