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Leo swallowed a mouthful of saliva with some difficulty, and said calmly: "Lord Viscount, I really don't understand what you are talking about. ”

"You're an impostor." Viscount Juan said.

"I'm not an impostor!" Leo raised his voice.

"You're an impostor." Viscount Juan said with the old god present.

"You're slandering!" Leo said with some annoyance, "There must be evidence when you speak, Lord Viscount." ”

"Smack!" A piece of parchment was thrown from Viscount Juan's hand onto the table in front of Leo: "You are an impostor. ”

Leo picked up the parchment in front of him with some confusion, this parchment was the same parchment that was sent to Viscount Juan's desk by the intelligence department of the Blood Wolf Family a few days ago, and in addition to listing a very detailed information on Antonidas, the new bishop of Varna City, there were also two portraits drawn on it.

From the moment he saw the portrait, Leo knew that the Viscount Juan in front of him was not bluffing, but really saw through his identity.

Viscount Juan on the sofa leaned back very comfortably, put his feet on the desk in front of him, and said with a smile on his face: "You are an impostor." ”

What to do? Leo put down the parchment, and his eyes slowly focused on Viscount Juan in front of him.

Kill somebody to do away with a witness? I have to admit that this was the first thought that popped into Leo's mind, but it was also the first thought that Leo snuffed in his mind, because the idea was so stupid.

Not to mention whether he and Darwin can kill the mid-level warrior in front of him who has at least five levels of strength, even if he can really leave Viscount Juan's life in Varna Cathedral today, then what? Will this really be covered up because of the death of Viscount Juan? Leo is not naïve enough to be so naïve, and don't forget that Viscount Juan's loyal butler, Farindor, is not present in Varna Cathedral today!

Run away? This is the second thought that followed, anyway, the strange Sanctuary powerhouse, Lord Lei Feng, did not stipulate how many days Leo had to be the bishop before he was finished, and the Michael's scepter in the Pope's hand did not mean that he had to stay in the church to get it, from this point of view, it seemed that running away was a better choice.

But where can they escape? Leo also knew very well in his heart that if he escaped directly, he would be given a blasphemy of "pretending to be a clergyman" in less than half a day, and he would be on the wanted warrant of the Church of Light in a few minutes, followed by an endless hunt, and even the adjudicator of the Inquisition, the most terrible organization in the Church of Light, could appear in front of him.

Running away also seems like a slow death.

What to do! Leo was really a little confused in his heart right now. When he was struggling with a plan, Leo's gaze suddenly swept over the face of Viscount Juan, who was smiling and looking at him with a teacup.

Wait a minute! Why didn't the Viscount Juan in front of him have any follow-up actions after revealing his identity? Leo's heart suddenly moved, keenly grasping a blind spot that he hadn't even noticed before.

The viscount in front of him didn't seem to care much about his identity as an impostor bishop.

Yes, he's a nobleman, and the relationship between the nobility and the church is very poor, so—

So a pretender bishop who seems to be a great rebel in the Church doesn't seem to be too much of a fuss to the aristocracy?

If Viscount Juan really wanted to put Leo to death, it seemed that he didn't need to run so upright to expose Leo's identity in person, just quietly send this parchment to the Holy See.

Leo himself seems to have saved a lot of Viscount Juan's people yesterday.

Thinking about it, Leo's waist slowly straightened and straightened, and the haze on his face instantly dissipated a lot.

"Say, Lord Viscount," Leo said, taking a deep breath and turning to Viscount Juan, who could almost lift his feet up to the sky, "what is your purpose?" ”

"What is my purpose?" Viscount Juan couldn't help laughing, and couldn't help but look at Leo: "Lord Bishop, this sentence seems to be my line just now, don't you steal the show." ”

Rob you big-headed ghost! Leo was eager to punch the face of the smiling lord in front of him, but considering that doing so might lead to a complete break in the conversation between the two sides, and the probability of success was not high, Leo calmed down his already imminent fist.

"Alright, joke time is over." Viscount Juan on the sofa suddenly sat up straight, put his feet back on the ground, and the teacup in his hand returned to the side of the teapot, and the smile on his face was also put away, revealing a serious expression: "The reason why I am here today is actually to-"

Viscount Juan looked at Leo very seriously and said, "Save your life!" ”

Save my life? Fortunately, Leo didn't touch the cup of his own tea on the table just now, otherwise there would have been a lot of tea spraying from Leo's mouth onto Viscount Juan's body at this moment.

"Ridiculous, right?" Viscount Juan took in Leo's expression, and it seemed that he had already expected Leo's reaction: "Lord Bishop, I have to say with great regret that you really lack some political sense sometimes. ”

Political sniff? At this time, Leo really made Viscount Juan a little baffled, and couldn't help asking: "Could this have anything to do with politics?" ”

"Yes!" Viscount Juan replied with great certainty: "And it has a lot to do with it." ”

Leo rolled his eyes a little helplessly, and simply made a "please" gesture to Viscount Juan in front of him, the meaning was obvious.

Say it, I'll just listen.

By this time, Leo's mood had completely calmed down, because the situation was now very clear - at least until the end of this conversation, Viscount Juan and himself would definitely be able to get along.

In that case, let's see what kind of medicine this strange viscount sells in his gourd.

"Let's put it this way," Viscount Juan patiently explained, "have you ever wondered why I would come to confront you so recklessly, but not secretly and quietly tell your superiors or even the Holy See?" ”

"I've thought about it." Leo nodded.

"Do you understand why?" Viscount Juan asked with interest.

Leo rolled his eyes and put on an expression that was as bad as Viscount Juan just now: "Anyway, you'll tell me, why bother thinking about it?" ”

Viscount Juan's movements were sudden, and he almost smashed the teacup he had just held in his hand.