Chapter 41 last card

Bishop Vanya did not host any dinner tonight. "Your Excellency the Bishop is unwell." Wing Mage said to all the people who were invited.Also included was the younger brother of the emperor's wife, whose number of invitations to dinner at the Holy Mountain increased in proportion to the decline of his sister's health.Everyone was very grateful for the bishop's invitation, and was very worried about the bishop's health. The emperor even asked his royal Sedara druid to diagnose the bishop, but he declined. Vanya dined alone, the bishop was so engrossed, he ate the delicacies of peacock tongue and lizard tail, like enjoying sausage with his resident saints, he almost didn't eat it, and didn't notice the food. burnt.

After finishing the meal and removing the plate, he took a sip of the brandy and waited for the little moon in the hourglass on the table to rise to its highest point.The wait was endless, but Vanya was full of thoughts and found that time was passing faster than he thought.His fat and short fingers kept crawling on the armrest of the chair, touching the metal spider web, to determine where it needed to be strengthened or repaired, and if necessary, new silk threads had to be added. The Empress - a dying fly. Her younger brother, the heir to the throne, is another fly, and he must be kept under strict watch.

The Emperor—his sanity was dangerous and unstable, and the death of his beloved wife, and loss of status, might break an already fragile heart. Saraken - another empire in Simharon - is watching the unruly situation with too much interest.They must be defeated, the people must be taught a lesson, and among them, the demon craftsmen of the Ninth Tribe will be completely uprooted.It's all perfectly formed...or so it used to be. Vanya felt uncomfortably restless.He stared at the hourglass, where a small moon was now appearing on the horizon.The Bishop growled and poured himself another brandy.

that boy!That damn boy!And that damn catalyst saint!Dark Stone!Van Ya closed his eyes, trembling all over.He's in danger, mortal danger, if anyone finds out what he's done... Vanya saw many pairs of greedy eyes watching him, waiting for his downfall; in it were the eyes of Cardinal Marilon, who, according to rumors, had planned to redecorate the bishop's room on the holy mountain; in it were the eyes of his exclusive cardinal , a slow-thinking man, that's for sure, but he's also a slow and steady climber up the ranks, stepping on anything or anyone that gets in his way.There are other people's eyes, watching!Watch!longing for...

If they smelled his failure, they would pounce on him like griffins, tearing his flesh apart with their talons. no!Fan Ya clenched his fat hand into a fist, and then forced himself to relax.Everything was going smoothly, and he had planned for every possible contingency, even the improbable. With that thought in his mind, he noticed that the moon was finally approaching the top of the hourglass, and the Bishop shifted his bulky form back and forth from the chair, and walked into the Prudential Room with slow, deliberate steps. It was empty and silent in the darkness, and there was no sign of the soul being moved, perhaps this was a good omen.Sitting on the chair in the very center of the circular room, Vanya told himself, but when he gave the command to summon his subordinates, a violent fear quivered in the spider's web.

He waited, spidery fingers twitching. The darkness remained, cold and silent. Fan Ya called out again, clenched his fingers into a fist. I may or may not respond.The voice had spoken to him.Yes, that's just like him, the pompous— Vanya cursed, his hands clutching the chair, sweat streaming from his head.He must know!This is so important!he might— That's right... With his hands relaxed, Fan Ya thought about it, repeatedly examining this idea in his heart.He planned for every possibility, even the almost impossible contingencies, but this one was a plan that he started without knowing it. This is the way geniuses think.

Bishop Fanya leaned on the chair, his heart touched another spider web, and conveyed the order of the urgent call to a person he knew was completely unprepared to accept the order.