Chapter 512: Greetings
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Bishop Gavin suddenly asked a question: "Lord Cheeto, if one day you and I break up completely, do you think Leo will be on the side of us?" β
Cheeto frowned, and thought very seriously for a while: "I don't know." β
"Don't know?" Bishop Gavin couldn't help but laugh: "I didn't expect that in the church, there are still things that Lord Cheedo and the Inquisition don't know. β
Chiedo shook his head, not being angered by the faint ridicule in Gavin's words: "There are nearly ten million believers in the Holy Sect, and the number of Inquisition personnel is simply not worth mentioning among them, how can they be omniscient and omnipotent?" Honestly, in terms of knowing Leo, I'm afraid Garvin-sama knows more than I do, right? β
Gavin put away his smile: "Leo is a person who is favored by the great Supreme God of Light, how can I see through such a person?" β
Cheeto pursed his lips slightly, "Put away those lies, dear Lord Gavin, you and I are well aware that Leo has nothing more than the divine power of a supreme light god in his body. And I bet that divine power must not have been given to him by the Supreme God of Light. β
Gavin smiled and said, "Who knows? As a devout believer, I never speculate on the will of the great Supreme Light God, and obedience is the best expression of piety. β
Cheetto also smiled, but his smile was a sneer: "But a devout disciple like you has staged a coup d'Γ©tat that has never occurred in the three hundred years of the Holy Sect. β
"A coup d'Γ©tat? No, no, no," Bishop Gavin's face showed a very exaggerated expression, "Dear Lord Cheeto, I am just following the will of the God of Light and carrying out a reversal that is destined to go down in history. β
"Lord Gavin, I don't know if you've ever heard of the saying that when a man tells a lie a hundred times, no matter how the listener reacts, he himself will fall into the lie and be convinced of the lie he has made up."
"Lord Cheeto, I believe in only one thing - the truth is always in my heart."
"Lord Gavin, doesn't your words just validate my words?"
Bishop Gavin's face stiffened slightly, and he simply sat down on the stone pier next to the corridor: "I'm tired, rest for a while." β
Cheeto glanced at Bishop Gavin, and suddenly kicked on the heavy door in front of him.
"Bang!" With a bang, the wooden door, which was almost the size of the city gate, slowly opened.
Cheedo turned to look at Gavin, "Lord Gavin." There are quite a few chairs in the hall, and it should be more comfortable to sit in them than this broken stone pier. β
Bishop Gavin sighed and stood up with a sad face: "Young people just like violence, it's not good, it's not good. β
Cheeto and Bishop Gavin were of course no longer in the cook's room at the moment, in fact they had walked out of that room ten minutes earlier, all the way to the hall in front of them, in front of the main hall on the first floor of the Palace of Synillet.
Due to the current enemy, most of the garrison in the Palace of Shenilite has been mobilized near the palace walls to monitor and defend the Knights of the Wings of Light, who have led the army to block all exits, and the internal defenses have become much more empty because of this.
Of course, emptiness doesn't mean it's completely unattended, in fact, the two church giants have teamed up to deal with at least twenty guards and sentinels in the not too long way from the room.
This is the real reason why Bishop Gavin feels a little tired, after all, the people who can guard this holy palace are definitely the super elite of the elite, and it is not so easy to dismiss.
Just as he was about to step into the hall in front of him, Bishop Gavin suddenly glanced back at Cheeto, "Lord Cheeto, to be honest, even now, I still think that your plan is simply stupid. β
Cheeto shrugged his shoulders: "Because it's simple, it's the only way to be surprised, isn't it?" Trust your domineering spirit, Lord Gavin. β
Bishop Gavin sighed again: "This is probably the stupidest decision I've ever made in my life. β
"Life seems real because it's stupid, please, Lord Gavin."
Bishop Gavin stepped into the hall.
The hall was very spacious, with a full 2,000 seats, and at the top of the hall there was a podium, behind which Bishop Gavin often sits.
Cheeto's movement at the door was not insignificant, but strangely, at least half a minute had passed, and the hall was still empty, with no one on the side.
"Don't you think it's weird, Lord Cheeto." Bishop Gavin looked cautiously at the hall, which he was very familiar with: "There is no one here. β
Contrary to the cautious Gavin, Cheeto's steps were very brisk, and he said, "I am not surprised, Lord Gavin. Under the influence of your overlord aura, it is very normal for these guys to run away when they hear the wind. β
Gavin couldn't help but sigh: "Then it's even more strange, why are those guys who just died under our hands not affected by my - well, the king's spirit?" β
Cheedo shrugged his shoulders: "You know, every time there is a change of dynasty, a group of fools who don't know the times will die first. Blood and killing are always the best way to make sense of reality, aren't they? β
Gavin couldn't help but laugh: "If the lives of just twenty or so guards can make everyone in this palace realize the reality, it will be a miracle." β
Cheeto also smiled: "It may not work on others, but for you who have the spirit of a king, everything is possible." β
"Oh, the spirit of the king, what a beautiful word." Bishop Gavin suddenly frowned, "But to be honest, I'm already a little disgusted to hear this word right now. β
"As you wish, Lord Gavin."
As they walked, they looked as if two friends who had just finished dinner together were walking side by side in their backyard through the hall and up the stairs upstairs.
Something even stranger happened, on the second floor of the Palace of Synnielet, the two of them also did not find any figures.
Then there is the third floor, the fourth floor...
It was as if the entire Palace of Shining Lite had been suddenly emptied, and there was no human figure at all.
Gavin glanced at Cheetos with a strange expression: "I'm almost about to believe your 'overlord spirit' theory, Lord Cheeto. β
Cheeto chuckled, "Lord Gavin, didn't you just say something -- 'The truth is always in my heart'?" As long as it is believed, then it must exist. β
Gavin looked at a door in front of him, which belonged to the small hall that Pope Enhil usually used to work, and it was where His Majesty the Pope often stayed: "So far, our plan seems to be executing quite well, so what should we do next?" β
"What's next?" A smile of confusion appeared on Cheeto's face, and he suddenly lifted his foot heavily and kicked the wooden door in front of him.
A clear whistle then spread through the top floor of the entire Synillite Palace.
"Your Majesty, Your Majesty, your subordinates, Cheetus and Lord Gavin, have come to greet you!"