The next morning.
The entire city of Amman was abuzz with the news that two envoys from the East had suddenly arrived in their city. Originally, it was just a discussion among some civilians, but unexpectedly, people from the Vatican joined in.
The believers of the Vatican had all heard what Bakhtin and his men said, that two messengers from God had really come to their city, and it was just as predicted in their holy Bible.
Many people believed this without a doubt, especially since this was really an Oriental person and looked completely different from them.
That's amazing!
"Have you heard? Messengers from the East have truly descended upon our city-state. They are men of the gods."
"That's nonsense! I heard they are actually powerful gods and possess the abilities of gods."
"You may not know this, but I just learned that this messenger of the gods can fly, and he has a weapon in his hand that can chop a large hole in marble with a light swing."
"Is it so powerful? It seems that he is really a messenger from the gods. Master Bachwen did not lie to us."
"Of course! How could the Bible lie?"
"Is my Holy Empire about to rise? Even the messengers of the gods can arrive. It seems that the civilians of my city-state will also be blessed by the gods."
“…”
When this matter escalated and became known to everyone, Lu Yun was also having dinner in the Viscount's mansion.
He didn't find anything unusual. Lu Yun was very happy about the hospitality this early in the morning. Viscount Charles treated him as a friend, not just because he was a messenger of God.
It must be said that having such a sumptuous breakfast early in the morning is indeed a standard that many ordinary people cannot afford.
Drinking milk and eating the pasta they made, which is similar to bread.
Viscount Charles was very curious and asked, "Um, Brother Lu Yun, last night, I kept thinking about one thing, that is, when will you leave? It is definitely impossible for you to stay in our Amman City for long. I understand that."
"I'm not sure. It depends on Bachwen's arrangements. He will definitely tell others that I am a messenger from the gods."
"The Vatican should be able to make arrangements by then."
While they were talking, suddenly, Viscount Charles felt a little uncomfortable in his stomach and his whole body was in pain. The servants in his kitchen who were responsible for cooking and other people in the mansion also seemed to be poisoned.
He was wailing in pain, his face pale.
"What's going on?"
As for Lu Yun and Zhao Yueyao, there was naturally nothing wrong with them.
"There's something wrong with the food!" Viscount Charles' face was pale and he looked in agony. Even his lips were black, a clear sign of poisoning. How could he be poisoned?
“Something’s wrong!”
Lu Yun hurried forward to check it out. After all, he had some knowledge of treating illnesses.
After careful diagnosis, it was found that he was indeed poisoned. He would not be affected by the toxin, not to mention that he was now a grandmaster.
As for Zhao Yueyao, she is a grandmaster herself, and she has been dealing with all kinds of poisonous substances since she was a child, so she will naturally not be affected.
"Char, it's really poisoned."
"Huh?" Charles looked at the two of them in horror, "Why are you okay?"
Lu Yun calmly explained, "Don't forget that we are the messengers of the gods. How could we be poisoned?"
"What should I do? I've been poisoned. Will I die?"
Viscount Charles cried bitterly. He was young and had inherited his family's title. He didn't want to die as he still had a lot of time to live.
He doesn't want to die for no reason!
"To be honest, if you hadn't met us, you would have died a miserable death!"
"But now the two of us can naturally save you."
Lu Yun glanced at Zhao Yueyao. She walked forward very calmly and easily detoxified Viscount Charles.
As the former Holy Maiden of the Miao Kingdom, she was familiar with all kinds of poisons, and even his body was filled with deadly poison, which was very simple and easy.
After detoxifying Viscount Charles, she quickly detoxified the other people in the yard. After all, these people were all innocent.
Viscount Charles was almost scared to death. He was a grown man, but he was poisoned to death for no reason. He was unwilling to accept this. Fortunately, the matter was resolved perfectly.
He survived, but he was still in shock and collapsed to the ground.
"Oh my God, I never thought that one day I would die!"
"I never thought I would be poisoned. This shouldn't happen. This has never happened in our Viscount's Mansion. Why is it such a coincidence today?"
Viscount Charles frowned, looking quite confused.
He felt that this matter was not simple and there must be other reasons.
Lu Yun was stunned for a moment and frowned.
That’s right, this kind of thing happened in the Viscount’s Mansion just after I arrived in Anman City. Maybe it really has something to do with me.
He still couldn't figure out what was wrong...
"Someone must have poisoned me, but I think the person who poisoned me either has some hatred towards you or me. Maybe he wanted to poison me to death, and you were just a by-product."
"But I just came here and haven't met many people. The most likely person is the city lord!"
"What?" Viscount Charles and his men were completely stunned. The city lord wanted to harm them?
"Is it because you beat the city lord that he holds a grudge against you? That shouldn't be the case."
Lu Yun pondered for a moment and came up with a possibility. "This city lord has offended both of us and is extremely wary of our identities as divine messengers."
"The most likely reason is that he's afraid that Bachwen will report this to the Vatican. Then, he, the city lord, might die, and even be stripped of his title."
"Then if we poison our two messengers and then kill Bachwen, wouldn't the problem be solved perfectly?"
"this……"
Viscount Charles was almost not enough. He had never imagined that human hearts could be so sinister.
"He's really amazing, but I think you're thinking too much."
"No one else but him."
Lu Yun said calmly.
"So what are you going to do?"
Lu Yun grinned. Since he was the messenger of God, he had to act decisively and swiftly and make these people afraid.
I want to let the civilians of Amman know that I am not someone who is easy to mess with.
The messenger of God, can others blaspheme him at will?
If everyone is like the city lord, then will the identity of the messenger of God still be able to stand?
"Kill him at the City Lord's Mansion! Make him pay for what he did."
"Are you sure?" Viscount Charles asked with a horrified look.
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