"Honestly, these few moves you just made really have the legacy of the Berserker of the Far North, do you want to consider changing your job again? How about the Holy Light Berserker? This comes with at least two bonds, doesn't it sound very exciting?" The Pope sat reclining with an old and indecent look, as if the person who had been plastered with bricks just now was not him.

Victor and Angelica on the side were already seated, and Victor couldn't help but roll his eyes when he heard the Pope's words.

"If you think this profession sounds like you can inherit the papal crown, I'll change classes without saying a word, and I'll transfer two more by the way, how about the Holy Light Punishment Berserker Miner?

"Then I was still a Holy Light Sword Saint, but now I'm not the same as a pope? As long as you don't feel ashamed of your professional name, I don't have any problems at all, and if I am ashamed, I will lose myself. Besides, as long as you are strong enough, the ghost will care about your profession, even if you have eight arms on your buttocks, people will only say that you are powerful and domineering, and you are born out of phase!"

"All of a sudden, the style has become that indescribable thing, okay!"

Victor is really convinced, this old face, that is really the ultimate two-skin face that can even be blocked by forbidden spells!

"Ah, that's right, there are still many people who pursue the little princess of the north in the far north, either the famous aristocratic families in the north, or the genius young man with superior strength, I slapped my thigh and wondered if this can be endured?

"My dear teacher, are you letting the mad dog shit! You're sick! What are you doing with that kind of person!" Victor gritted his teeth and made Angelica worry if he would rush up and bite the Pope, "Those nobles don't have much bullshit!

"What are you doing...... Pope fell into deep thought, staring directly at Victor, as if he was examining something, and after a while, he slowly opened his mouth, "Because I recently read a knightly novel of the Proud Dragon genre, I want to see you practice it on the spot." ”

"Also practice on the spot...... Victor's anger that he had just suppressed instantly skyrocketed, and as soon as he pressed the back of the exterior decoration of the holy canon, four collision horns immediately popped out, and then he groaned in his mouth and the holy light in his hand, and he turned around and threw the murder weapon at the Pope with a twist.

The Pope just casually stretched out his hand and caught it lightly.

"Criminal! With this move, the Holy Flame Burst can already penetrate the Holy Light Shield of the Cold Steel Rank Paladin! and said that he doesn't want to change jobs!"

"You're yelling, 'What a fart!' A silver-level Holy Light Mage was so angry that he threw out this kind of strength because of which old soul is weak!

Angelica pulled out a complete set of tea sets from her spatial ring, and she was already drinking a second cup of black tea when the unreliable master and apprentice were attacking each other personally. She has watched too much of this kind of irascible farce between master and apprentice, and there is really nothing new about it.

"Angelica, give me a drink!" Victor said abruptly, turning to Angelica.

Angelica tilted her head and handed over a cup of black tea to Victor: "Is it okay to only have black tea?"

Victor didn't care what he was drinking, so he took a sip of it and raised his head to moisten his mouthpiece, his combat power rebounded, and then he wiped the sleeves of his mage robe, "Old horseman, I'll fight with you!"

"Hmph, you little flame beast cub, I have to let you know how many eyes the Holy Pope has!"

The fierce verbal cannon battle lasted for an hour, and the inventory of swear words between the master and apprentice had already been emptied, and then they continued to fight completely by blowing up each other's black history.

"You haven't fasted more than once! You have eaten even better last time you fasted, a whole roasted whole cow! If I hadn't carefully divided it for you and sent it in, you wouldn't have been able to eat a bite!"

"Phew, what do you still say, can't you just use the space ring to put it in? You have to be so swaggering, and cover it with a spirit weaving cloth, that's called a silver glitter, it's just a desire for others to find out! When you were a child, you secretly went to buy those eighteen forbidden picture books published by the dark elves, if I hadn't helped you cover it up, your sexual fetish for the hot girls who like dark elves would have spread a long time ago!"

"You deducted the cardinal's bonus man and secretly took it to drink flower wine!"

"You tried to use the transformation technique to transform into a girl and infiltrate the dressing room of the touring dark elves, but the elves didn't look at it, but the doorman found out!"

"When the Shenglan Festival opened last year, you overslept and were in a hurry to give a speech, so you didn't wear underwear!"

"Stinky boy, why do you even know this! You slept directly at the opening ceremony that day, and I didn't say anything about you! I really thought that you would be able to deal with it by drawing an eye on your eyelids!"

Looking at the revelations that the two of them were getting worse and worse, Angelica rolled her eyes, she didn't know anything else, but she completely understood one thing.

Neither of them is a serious person.

"You peeked at Mistress Clear's shower, or I gave you the wind!What kind of garlic are you pretending to be with me now!" Victor finally used the Pope's biggest black history, and this was the final blow!

Grey Cardinal Clear, legendary ascetic, leader of ascetics, the last line of defense of the Holy See, and the most mysterious master of divine magic.

However, she has another identity.

The thirty-second, the ex-wife of the current Holy Pope Virgil.

As for peeking at his ex-wife's bath, I won't go into details, at least in Angelica's eyes, the Pope has obviously lost.

Since one side has already lost, the farce should be over.

"Have you ever heard of the Disciples?"

"Disciple, what the hell? What do you think I'm a papal heir who lives in a secluded place and goes to remote villages to heal people at most?" Victor lowered his head and rubbed his fingers, "Could it be that it has something to do with the King of the North?"

"The King of the Northern Realm is not, but most of the people chasing her daughter have a lot to do with this organization after investigation," the Pope rubbed his brow a little distressed, "Their members not only exist in various countries, but even in the Holy See, there are people who have been corrupted by them. ”

"In the Holy See, haven't you always told me that people who don't have the attribute of Holy Light are not necessarily bad people, but those who have the attribute of Holy Light are definitely good people who can be trusted?" Victor asked his own question, after all, all the Holy Light mages, priests, paladins, holy warriors, ascetics and other holy light professionals he came into contact with, some were paranoid in life, some were keen to fight, and some were indecisive, but under different personalities, they all had the same trait.

Righteous Heart.

"I didn't say they were bad people, they were just extreme lunatic. This is the terrible thing about the disciples, they firmly believe that their cause is righteous, so even the members of the Holy See who are absorbed by them will not lose the attributes of the Holy Light, because their faith has never changed, and even stronger, but the goal is different. ”

"Career?"

The Pope exhaled heavily and said, "Two months ago, you ran away to be a traveling priest, so you don't know. A Mithril-level Templar had planted two magic technology bombs in his body and attacked me suicidally. When he was dying, I once asked him why he did this with the mentality of trying it out, but I didn't expect him to hide it at all, and told me what this organization wanted to accomplish without hesitation. ”

"Purify the world, guide the world, reshape the world. ”

"All the nations, all the great powers have been corrupted by the members of the disciples, and even some of the great druids of the Cult of Deity have fallen. ”

Victor frowned and said, "Then don't we have to fight on our own?" After all, the root of the problem is rooted within each force. ”

"No, speaking of allies, we have an absolutely solid ally. The Pope laughed out loud, "Esherilland." ”

"Hey, what you say is really loud and smelly, the most solid ally of the Holy See is actually a necromancer?"

"The Holy Light and death are not opposing forces in the first place, and only their group of sanity, indifference, desireless, and atheistic spellcasters who are only obsessed with research and science will not fall for this kind of brainwashing, besides......" The Pope pouted, "The Upper Pope is now one of the most powerful necromantic monarchs in Elselleland, and I don't stutter." ”

Victor stretched his waist and said, "Having said all this, what kind of trick did you make?"

The Pope laughed at a lewd man, like an old gangster who peeped on his ex-wife's bath.

"It's nothing, you see, the heir of the pope is married, there is nothing wrong with doing a big deal! There is nothing wrong with the whole world celebrating together! There is nothing wrong with the major forces gathering together! Such a good opportunity to capture the thief and capture the king first, and take the leaders of the major organizations to the pot, guess even if the disciples know that it is a trap, but he can not bear it? They are fanatical organizations, and they are not a group of wise men who plan the heavens and the earth at every turn. ”

"Hey, Yangmou, don't say it, the old man's loss is still your worst. ”

Angelica looked speechlessly at the two of them who were smiling together, if it weren't for the holy light flowing from the two of them that was close to the quality of the Angel Reincarnation Pool, she would have thought that the master and apprentice in front of her were the treacherous nobles of some great empire.

And it's the kind that doesn't have any shame at all.

As for possible casualties...... In the hometown of the Holy See, even if your soul really ascends into the Divine Domain and burrows into the Angel Reincarnation Pool, the strongest Holy Light professionals in the whole continent can be dragged back!

The Pope laughed, after all, all his goals could be achieved through this wedding. Angelica patted Victor on the shoulder, "But don't forget, you're really getting married." ”

“？？？”

Victor was stunned for a moment, and then thought of his own situation.

Not only is he the bait of this plan, but he has to be guarded by various forces in the middle, turning into the brightest candle flame to attract those extreme moths, and he has to lose his freedom and be buried in the grave of marriage by his own master!

He hadn't even touched the real Dark Elf Big Sister! How could he get married! And he was the daughter of that guy from the King of the North!

The first time I saw his daughter was when she was ten years old, and at that time she was able to tear the cold steel-grade Northland white bear alive!

And his daughter's father will definitely be very happy to become an accomplice!

"Can't you pretend to be married?" Victor said righteously, this may be his last struggle, just take out this face at this moment and say that it is a paladin, some people believe it, "Although this plan is to lure the snake out of the hole, but the evil needs to be eliminated, how can I linger in the love of children? I am willing to take over the baton from the hands of the seniors, and lead the new generation of the Cologne continent to clean up the disciple power! ”

"You're thinking about fart, the wedding will not only be held in the presence of the major forces in the continent, but you, as the next pope, our top boss will also come down to bless you. The gods have come to bless you, and you still want to fake your marriage? Even if our own boss doesn't want to lose face, then the gods of the Northern Protector God Cult won't have to lose face?"

The Pope's words completely extinguished Victor's only remaining hope, which gave him a sense of pleasure to fight back, stinky boy was dumbfounded, and he dared to talk to me about the black history!

Victor looked at his teacher's ugly face at this moment, and began to think about how he could get the disciple to act early, even if it was the day before the wedding, he could accept it.

You must not let the old man play with it like this!

In this way, under the persecution of his master, how to escape marriage without destroying the plan has become the most important thing for Victor at present.