Joining the Inquisition? Be one of those legendary demons-like arbiters? This couldn't be more nonsense! Leo, who quickly came to his senses, thought indignantly. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

Leo's mother had told Leo this sentence since he was a child - if you are not happy, you must say it. So Leo immediately said his opinion loudly: "Hey, if you want me to join the Inquisition, that's not at all-"

However, after saying this, Leo's sentence suddenly disappeared like a kite with a broken string. It wasn't because he didn't want to continue, but because in the middle of his sentence, a burst of holy power shot out of Bishop Gavin's hand, blocking the rest of Leo's words in his throat.

Leo's eyes widened in anger, and his mouth kept opening and closing, but no matter how hard he tried to make his vocal cords and tongue move, not even the slightest sound came out of his mouth.

"Lord Gavin." Cheetos' face showed approval, "I must admit that you have a fairly accurate idea of when the silence technique should be released. ”

"Laugh, laugh." Bishop Gavin smiled and said to Cheeto, "Let's continue the conversation with the mill, Lord Cheeto. If I understand correctly," Bishop Gavin's face suddenly sank as he said this: "Is that sentence you just said threatening me?" ”

Yes, exactly. Hurry up and quarrel, it's best to break up right away! Although Leo lost his ability under Bishop Gavin's silence technique, he couldn't help but let out a silent cry in his heart at this moment.

"Nope." Cheeto shook his head gracefully and picked up the teacup again, "I'm trying to lower your bargaining chips, Lord Gavin. ”

"Oh?" Bishop Gavin raised his eyebrows and said, "Even if I agree to your request, the other six bishops will not agree to let the Divine Favor be an arbiter who walks in darkness and killing. ”

Yes, I am a pure, bright, righteous god, and I cannot be in the company of you judges with bloody hands! Leo's heart cried out again.

"Really?" For the first time, a mocking smile appeared on Cheeto's face: "I think we are all well aware of His Holiness the Pope's methods, since these six bishops have betrayed His Holiness the Pope, they have no choice but to follow your footsteps closely until His Holiness the Pope is overthrown, how can they dare to have any thoughts about your opinion?" ”

Bishop Gavin snorted, noncommittal.

"But," Cheeto put down his teacup, the expression on his face calming down once more, "The Divine Favor really shouldn't be just an ordinary adjudicator. So I can promise you that after joining the Inquisition, I will make this Divine Servant my deputy. ”

Leo looked at Cheetos with an angry gaze, even if you want to bribe me with your official position, I will definitely not be fooled!

"Deputy?" Bishop Gavin thought for a moment, and then suddenly asked, "If I agree to your request, will the Inquisition be on our side?" ”

Oh no, this old fox seems to be trying to betray me! Leo was shocked, and finally understood how the bad feeling he had come from when he talked to Bishop Gavin.

"Nope." Cheetos replied without hesitation, and the young lord of the Inquisition, though in a very gentle tone, carried a resolute and unequivocal remark: "The Inquisition will never be involved in a struggle for power. ”

This sentence did not actually come from Cheetos, but from the first pope who single-handedly established the Inquisition, His Majesty Shanny. Since then, every Lord of the Inquisition has enshrined this phrase as the Bible, and it is firmly observed to this day.

Bishop Gavin looked at Cheetos with blazing eyes: "But isn't your current behavior already mixed in with this power struggle?" ”

"You're wrong again, Lord Gavin." Cheeto looked at Gavin for a long time, and for the first time there was a slight fluctuation in his tone: "The reason why I am here is just that I don't want the Holy Sect to become weak or even disintegrated because of your boring power struggle. Besides, if a god member joins the Inquisition, it won't be a bad thing for our Inquisition. ”

There was a sudden silence in the room.

Reject him! Be sure to refuse him! Leo looked at Bishop Gavin expectantly.

Cheeto picked up his cup again, patiently awaiting Bishop Gavin's reply.

He didn't wait long, for Bishop Gavin quickly made up his mind.

"Deal!" Bishop Gavin let out a sigh of relief and gave Cheeto a deep look, "You can take him away." ”

Leo on the bed widened his eyes, a cold feeling suddenly spread all over his body, and the whole person suddenly had a feeling of weightlessness, as if he was no longer in this warm and comfortable bed, but was falling into that boundless dark hell!

"I knew you were going to make the right choice." Cheeto's face smiled again, and he got up from his chair and walked in front of Leo.

Don't! Leo's heart was screaming frantically, and the only part of his body that could move normally - his head was also shaking wildly, and his face was even more unyielding.

I won't give in to you, I swear!!

"You seem to be a little reluctant, young god. But I think you may have forgotten where you are now. Cheedo suddenly stretched out a finger and gently scratched Leo's neck, causing Leo to get goosebumps: "If you must disobey the agreement between me and Lord Gavin, then the only thing that awaits you is death." And—"

Cheetto's face suddenly showed a smile that made Leo shiver all over his body: "I can guarantee that before you die, you will be able to fully experience all the eighty-one kinds of torture that our Inquisition has carefully studied for hundreds of years." ”

Eighty-one kinds of torture! And eighty-one kinds of torture from the most notorious inquisition! If the so-called "torture" of other organizations could still be indiscriminate, then Leo is very sure that the eighty-one kinds of torture in Cheetos' mouth definitely fit the three definitions of torture perfectly - cruelty, cruelty and cruelty!

What are you kidding, even one kind of torture studied in a place like the Inquisition is not something that normal people can endure, eighty-one? It's better to die.

What's even more terrifying is that if it really falls into the hands of Cheetos, then Leo really can't survive and die.

So Leo, who was still shaking his head frantically just now, immediately became honest, and the previous oath seemed to be - ahem, don't care too much?

The lesser of two evils, and death is undoubtedly the worst option. From this point of view, it seems that joining the court is not so difficult to accept.

Moreover, the Inquisition's duty has always been to hunt down heretics and anti-Church figures, and although it has always been notorious, if the Inquisition is to be regarded as an evil organization, I am afraid that this view is indeed untenable.

Besides, it seems that this Cheetos also said just now that he seemed to be able to be a deputy director of the court or something like that in the past?

Generally speaking, leaders don't go into battle in person, so in fact, even if they join the inquisition, there is a high chance that they won't have to do those bloody assassinations?

Anyway, as long as you wait until you become stronger, one day you will be able to clean up all these guys who make you so unhappy today! Now--just put up with him.

Regardless of how much of the spirit of Ah Q is in Leo's self-soothing thoughts, at least it worked.

"Hear me?" Cheetos looked at Leo playfully, like a butcher looking at a lamb waiting to be slaughtered on a chopping board.

Leo hurriedly nodded.

"Figured it out?" Cheedo asked again.

Leo hurriedly nodded again.

"No comment?" Cheetos asked again.

Leo's head immediately shook like a rattle.

Cheedo smiled and said to Leo, "Welcome to the Inquisition, God's Favorite." ”

A flash of light erupted from Cheeto's body, and when the light faded, Cheeto and Leo disappeared from the room.

"This Cheetto, before leaving, he didn't forget to show off his teleportation technique, is he laughing at this bishop for not yet entering the realm of the Holy Realm?" Bishop Gavin, the only one left in the room, couldn't help but snort, then took a beautiful sip of his teacup, narrowed his eyes rather intoxicated, and let out a long breath.

"Don't let me down, Leo." Bishop Gavin whispered, "All hope for the future of the Holy Church is in you. ”

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