This chapter is not finished yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content behind! "This doesn't require you to worry about it."

The high-level devil said, "You just need to follow the agreement you signed with my master. And I, the devil who was often trampled by you, is sorry, the spokesperson of the material world."

"I need to know in advance about the 'Judge of Justice'." Astorio frowned and asked with a cold look.

Moran, who was beside him, also pricked up his ears and listened quietly.

If he hadn't met the Lord of Mokou Town in an oasis a few days ago, he wouldn't even have the chance to know these secrets.

Until now, he could hardly believe how the mage lord of Mokou Town signed a contract with the former Duke of Hell and became his demon pet.

The most important thing is that with Bayer's ability, he was unable to forcibly terminate the master-servant contract.

"Although the god of justice Tyr has long since fallen."

The high-level devil put away his playful expression and said seriously, "But there is a more famous temple that still accepts believers. This temple is not in the world of Torrell, but in Brastar, known as the "pirate paradise", the "Judge of Justice" was sealed in this temple."

Astolio fell into deep thought when he heard this.

Moran, who was standing beside him, also widened his eyes in shock, feeling a little incredible.

The moon in Torrell's world is called: Sulun, also known as the goddess of the moon.

Accompanying the moon are hundreds of small celestial bodies (planets) called "Sulun's Tears".

Let them find the location of Bras from hundreds of asteroids in the desolate universe, and then find the Temple of Tir, which is so difficult that it is unimaginable.

"As the spokesperson of the material world, you are probably not as simple as surveillance of this mage lord."

Astorio was silent for a long time and said, "According to the contract we signed, the Knights of Strict Jaws are willing to listen to your orders and help your masters take back Aphonus, and you must also assist us to go to Brassin and get back the 'Judge of Justice'."

"readily!"

The advanced devil smiled, "Astorio, do you know what I admire most when I was in Affonus? I just like your tone, as clean and neat as your efficiency in slaughtering the abyss demons."

"Stop talking nonsense!"

Astorio said coldly, "Tell me the purpose of your appointment this time."

"In the future, I will stay in Mokou Town. There is no way, my little master's ability to cause trouble is just as comparable to you, the paladins who participated in the bloody battle of the abyss. I am really a little worried that he will suddenly one day provoke all the demon lords of the bottomless abyss."

After teasing a certain mage lord, the high-level devil looked up and said seriously: "I need you to go to the Hell Gate Castle in the Supreme Forest in person and help me get something back."

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Silver Moon City, a certain wizard tower in the Supreme Palace.

"Thunder Controller" Turne Kok Blade, the supreme mage of Silver Moon City, the leader of the mage guards, and a pair of twinkling eyes, looking at the sheepskin scroll in his hand, frowned.

"The seal of Hell Gate Castle was actually loosened." After a long time, Master Turne murmured to himself.

Hell Gate Fort is located at the northernmost end of the Supreme Forest.

In the Yerlan era of the Elf Empire, the city of Ask Cape was the capital of the Moon Elf, which was the name of Hell Gate Fort.

After the fall of the Neseril Empire, human refugees occupied it. Later, the Badzu devils from the Batto Hell mixed into the Ask Point and secretly controlled the rulers and civilians.

When a group of mages realize the seriousness of the problem, they know that they are unable to defeat the devil, through some powerful summoning ritual, they summon the abyss demons from the bottomless abyss to destroy the devil.

The warring monsters tore the elf city apart, and the winning abyss demon turned the city into a terrifying Hell Gate Fort, becoming the most notorious area of ​​the Supreme Forest.

In the late 14th century, the year of gold and sunkenness.

After the elves of the Supreme Forest weakened the power of the Abyss Demons, members from the Harpist Alliance used powerful magic to destroy the Hell Gate Castle and killed most of the Abyss Demons.

A great treeman leader from Grandfather's Tree casts natural divine magic to block the area and prevents the remaining demons from causing more damage.

Now, after several expeditions by adventurers who bypassed the tree leader or exchanged conditions for passes, the undissipated pit of the gunpowder once called the ‘Hell Gate’ seems to calm down.

However, what made Master Turne feel a headache was that in less than 200 years, the demons of Hell Gate Castle and the cracks that could reach the bottomless abyss appeared again, and they were in danger of the safety of the North.

"What's the specific situation?" Master Turner looked at a half-elf monk sitting on the chair and asked, "Friend Lesen Ogo, you know which demon lord is breaking the seal."

Leseno was the scout of the Harpist League, and he naturally believed in the news he conveyed.

"In the Year of Gold and Depression, Ms. Elastra also invited Ms. Storm from Shadow Valley to seal the Hell Gate Castle with the leader of the tree man."

When the half-elf monk mentioned Elaszor, he looked at Master Turner with a playful look and smiled: "When the seal was loose, Ms. Storm immediately sensed this situation and notified me to report to you."

Ms. Storm lives in Shadow Valley in the valley and is the leader of the Harpist Alliance, thinking to himself.

The lady was able to sense the situation here through an Enoak desert, and obviously she left some help when she sealed it.

He looked at the half-elf monk, "You haven't answered my question yet. Which demon lord did it?"

"If it's not bad as I expected, it should be Glazt, the monarch of the dark."

Leseno said, "I heard that the conspiracy of the lord of the Grey Dwarf's Odus Royal City was discovered by an adventurer and destroyed it, and even took away a very important item from the Demon Lord. Obviously, I speculated that the lord of the Demon Lord took the opposite approach when most of the Demon Lords' eyes were on the dark area, and took the initiative to give up the interests of the dark area and send his own demon army to occupy the abyss cracks leading to the Hell Gate Castle."

This chapter is not finished yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content behind! "Oh, I forgot to tell you that this adventurer is Brian, the lord of Mokou Town who kidnapped you Silver Moon City Lord." He looked at the serious face of Master Turne and joked.

"Bryan?" Master Turne frowned.

He had met this wizard lord once, so he naturally had a rough understanding of him.

The most important thing is that he can't understand it without understanding it.

Because since the other party brought their city lord to the Temple of Beauty, the goddess of love, the scandal between Brian and Ms. Yuezhinye has spread throughout Silver Moon City.

Even Ms. Moon's most fanatical admirer, Mathama Erathmei, the commander of the Silver Knights, has not yet been able to get out of the shadow.

Originally, this lord who was forcibly airborne by the Silver Moon Dragon Queen was not very popular, and now such an intimate relationship with a small lord from the Kingdom of Cormier is imaginable.

He doesn't like to express any opinions on matters between men and women.

After seeing Ms. Elaszhuo's absurd love history, as the last takeover, he has long been used to it and has given up completely.

After all, women will only affect his efficiency in studying magic.

At the beginning, for Ms. Elaszhuo's last wish, his mind became hot and he had spared half of his time to study magic and manage Silver Moon City for a hundred years.

"This is really a troublemaker, but he is as good as your harpist scout." Master Turne felt a little hurt in his head. He said a little depressedly, "Now, the lord of the darkness he provoked himself has caused our Silver Federation to suffer unrestrained disaster."

"Friends of Lesen Ogo."

Recalling the matter about the wizard lord in Mokou Town, he looked at the half-elf monk, "What do you think of this wizard lord named Brian?"

His friend had a pleasant collaboration with Brian and also wrote his name in the small notebook he valued the most.

So, Master Turne was very curious about what kind of person the other party was in his eyes.

"How do you look?" Leseno said playfully: "How else can you look, of course you can see with your eyes."

"I shouldn't ask you." Master Turner looked at his friend with annoyance, feeling quite depressed. At this time, he still had to tease himself.

"Since he has been mentioned, I will tell you another thing." The half-elf monk pondered for a moment, as if he was considering whether these words should be said.

After a moment, he said solemnly: "This lord of Mokou Town is actually a descendant of the Naserir people. Ms. Storm in Shadow Valley told me personally that Brian rejected an opportunity to become a goddess voter."

Master Turne touched his bearded hand and froze in the air. He stared at the calm half-elf monk in disbelief.

"As Naserel people, the arrogance of these people is engraved in their bones, so it's normal to refuse." He returned to calmness and said in a sour tone.

"Okay, I won't talk nonsense to you."

The half-elf monk stood up and was about to leave. "Although Ms. Yuezhimang is not here, I have already delivered the message. I will also inform my grandfather's tree leader, so I won't talk with you."

You have been talking nonsense and talking nonsense all the time, why did you blame me again? Master Turn thought depressedly.

After he sent off his friend, he remembered that the little ancestor of the Silver Moon Dragon Queen wanted to summon him, so he hurried to the Silver Throne.

When he walked into the hall, he saw the little girl dressed in a princess dress, sitting upright with her white calves crossed, and a mirror was placed in front of her.

The adult human form of silver wing stood beside her, with a gentle smile on the corner of her mouth, and she carefully helped her to combed her hair into a beautiful ponytail.

“It’s done.”

Yin Yi tied his long hair with a pink hairband, picked up a mirror and placed it in front of the Silver Moon Dragon, looked at it, and smiled and said, "It's very beautiful. Our Dragon Queen looks like a little princess that everyone loves."

A sweet smile appeared on the corner of the girl's mouth. She looked in front of the mirror, caresfully stroked her hairband, and then pouted her mouth and said dissatisfiedly, "I don't want to be like a princess, that would be captured by the dragon."

"Puchi!"

Yinyi was amused by her and then held her tender little face and kissed her fiercely.

Master Turne felt ashamed. It was unimaginable how this shameless and very shameless Silver Dragon could speak to such a little girl.

Although her true identity is the ancient golden dragon, she still looks like a child of seven or eight years old.

At the same time, he felt that he was even more painful than being hit by a stroke.

He couldn't bear this multiple critical hit, so he couldn't help but cough gently to divert the attention of the dragons showing their affection.

He had no good feelings for this silver dragon. If he had not intervened and had he taken the lead in getting Ellaszhuo's heart, he would not have been her last couple.

"Grandpa Kou Blade, are you feeling uncomfortable with your throat?" The little dragon in the Yinyue flashed with big round eyes and said curiously.

When a dragon whose size is bigger than him calls her grandfather, Master Turne's face twitched, and he walked up with a stinging bullet and said, "Mr. Dragon, what are you asking for me?"

He suddenly missed the time when Ms. Qi Yuezhimang managed Silver Moon City.

Although this beautiful female elf always looks indifferent, her words are concise and easy to understand. The six spiritual crystal servants are also very efficient in their work, giving him a lot of spare time and occasionally having the opportunity to attend a banquet for the goddess of love to help him soothe his tired heart.

Especially those young and enthusiastic priests...
To be continued...