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Chapter 561 It turns out that it was the irritable priest who offended the bishop

Sariel immediately teleported to Black Iron City to ask the old lady for astrologer's help. But when he arrived at Black Iron City, the atmosphere suddenly felt a little strange.

The players on the street were no longer as awed as before, but instead sneered and said, "Hey, here comes the Tenth Master!"

There were even small flies who stopped people in the street and asked, "Tenth Master, what do you think about losing to Moore?"

Sariel's heart pounded. It was clearly Metatron's fault, what did it have to do with me? But even a glance at the little fly was a sign of losing face. Sariel ignored it and continued on his way.

Players all over the street continued to laugh: "I'm so angry that I'm speechless!"

"It's okay, I must have been careless again, hahahaha."

"Why do you say again?"

Sariel's teeth ached with hatred! Apparently, it was because he'd lost to Dachun before. Perhaps that was considered a fluke by ordinary players, but Metatron's consecutive defeats were no exception. This directly lowered the intimidation of the Ten Lords!
What's even more hateful is that the players in Black Iron City are all low-end and of low quality. Unlike Silver City, which is full of high-end players in the team, many teams rely on themselves for their livelihood. Who would dare to laugh at them in the street?

After all, as one of the Ten Lords, you have to find an opportunity to kill someone to establish your authority!

Sariel came to the dark alley. As the old lady's fame grew, more and more NPCs lined up outside the door, and some nobles even cut in line and entered the house by relying on their power.

Sariel scoffed and immediately activated his privilege to kick the noble who cut in line out. After all, this was also a way to establish his authority.

The old lady immediately stood up when she saw Sariel coming and greeted him with a flattering smile: "Welcome, sage!"

Sariel asked, "You're so famous now, and you're still doing it for free?"

The old lady smiled and said, "This is my business credit."

Sariel frowned. "But free isn't a normal market practice. It will cause street congestion, put your peers out of work, and leave you exhausted. It's using the greatest good to create the greatest evil."

The old lady was stunned. "Mr. Sage is right. I will resume charging you immediately."

Sariel was very pleased with her obedience and decided to ask a question in advance to give her some time to prepare: "I came here this time because I hope you can predict the fortune of Silver City."

The old lady smiled and said, "Why bother making predictions? With the wise and powerful Lord Sage and the wise and intelligent Lord Mermaid Throne, Silver City will certainly get better and better!"

It is completely opposite to what Hubble predicted?
Sariel was stunned. "I don't want incompetent flattery that harms the country. I want astrological predictions that can help the city develop! Are you sure Silver City will have good fortune?"

"Of course it's not flattery! This is a matter of course!"

As the old lady spoke, she waved her hand in the crystal ball, which immediately displayed a scene of fireworks flying and singing and dancing in Silver City.

Sariel laughed. "So, it's actually lucky that the plague caused the mermaids' cigarettes to sell so well? This astrology is quite interesting!"

Michael also laughed and said, "That's good too. One predicts disaster, the other predicts luck. Their different perspectives and styles complement each other and can also avoid the awkwardness of a PK to determine who's better."

Sariel took out the invitation and said, "Lord Helen formally invites you, now, immediately!"

The old lady's hands were shaking with excitement: "What an honor! I'll leave right away..."

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At the same time, the Golden Throne's observatory welcomed the arrival of the mermaid messenger, Pastor Paul. Even facing the Imperial Grand Master, Paul's temper remained undimmed. "This is an invitation from the Guardian of Silver City. Go immediately."

Sariel laughed. "Boss, this priest has always been irritable, yet he's favored by the mermaid. I don't know what's going on. Why don't we let the Imperial Master take a look first?"

Michael smiled and said, "That's interesting."

Master Hubble was obviously not satisfied with his rudeness, so he asked, "What is Mr. Paul's position in the Silver Church?"

Paul said angrily, "Aren't you an astrologer? You do the calculation."

Hubble said calmly, "No need for horoscopes, you're wearing work clothes."

Paul was getting impatient: "You already know it, but you're still asking? It's a waste of time, right?"

Hubble smiled faintly: "But your ability is actually enough to enter the Cardinal Court. You have offended someone. If I am not mistaken, it should be Cardinal Sherlock."

Paul snorted coldly, "The church knows about this kind of thing, it's not a big deal. So, why did the throne single me out to do this?"

Hubble waved his hand and said, "I don't have the ability. Forget it. I'll leave right away."

Paul said unhappily, "Do you want me to carry you?"

Hubble smiled and said, "No need. I'll probably be here before you."

After saying that, he disappeared in a flash.

Michael was stunned and asked, "Sariel, who is this Shylock?"

Sariel also sensed something was amiss. "He's the Cardinal sent by the Empire to guard the Church of Silver City. His position is on the same level as Remya's, but he's actually the Governor-General who monitors the Church of the Five Cities. His real power is far greater."

Raphael said in a deep voice, "If that's the case, then he's on the same level as Marquis Guaido. On the surface, Guaido is just a marquis of Black Iron City, but in reality, he's the empire's grain agent, controlling the grain of the five major cities. This flood incident, which I'm held accountable for, was also the Marquis's behind-the-scenes instigation. It seems that even us sages aren't completely above the status quo."

Sariel was shocked. "I finally understand! In the middle of the night, my baby suddenly wrote a letter and asked this pastor to hold a hastily arranged wedding on the street. I asked my baby how he knew this guy, and he said that this pastor's isolation was fun and he could be a loyal subordinate. Now it seems that there's more to it than that - Sherlock is the opponent who opposes the mermaid taking over. My baby reused this pastor who offended Sherlock just to express his dissatisfaction with the opposition!"

Raphael was shocked: "It could also be a declaration of war!"

Gabriel was surprised: "Such a big thing, and Sariel only discovered it now?"

Sariel panicked: "My baby has always been playful, and I didn't know the specific situation of this little clerk, so I didn't realize how serious the problem was!"

Michael said, "We'll have to face the opposition sooner or later anyway, so let's just focus on the current issues. Get the materials needed for Mermaid Cigarettes, hire Remya and Tifa to advertise, get the pharmaceuticals the mermaids need, get the production lines running at full capacity, and so on. Then, Uriel, when the time is right, command the siege legion to abandon the siege and focus on besieging and attacking Silverlight Village."

Wu Lie understood: "To prevent the Chinese team from returning to Yinguang Village?"

Michael said, "Yes. That way, the Chinese team will bring the plague chest back to Silver City, which will directly trigger the plague. Then, they will be charged with the serious crime of spreading the plague and arrested and imprisoned."

Sariel was delighted: "As expected of the boss, you can not only make the mermaids profit, but also put the Chinese team in jail. This is really a lucky fortune!"

Michael sighed, "But the prerequisite is that there must be a plague in this box."

(End of this chapter)