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"Let's go, brother." Patting Emia on the shoulder, who was still stunned, Heathcliff turned and went back the way he came, "You're a recruit, aren't you?" I'm going to train tomorrow. ”

“。。。 Ah, yes! There's training tomorrow! It's time for us to go. ”

Putting away the panic in her heart, Emia adjusted her facial expression and left the valley after him.

"How much does the cheap guy know?"

There was no answer to this question. After all, even he only knows a little about himself.

The summoner's canyon at night fell into dead silence.

――――――――――――――――I am crossing the dividing line of the continent――――――――――――――――――――――――

Northwest of the continent, holy city.

The establishment of the Holy See was more than 200 years ago. Strangely, however, the Holy City, the administrative center of the Holy See, has not had its proper name. Neither Pendragon I, nor Alexander I, nor even earlier popes finalized the name of the Holy City. Therefore, the people of the Vanyin Continent can only call it the Holy City.

According to the grapevine, several senior bishops and popes have almost fought to determine the name of the holy city, and the bishops and the pope have different opinions, and there are a series of strange-sounding names such as Britain, Xianyang, Athens, and Kyoto that have been set as candidates. However, the authenticity of this matter is quite controversial.

The Holy City is divided into two parts: the inner and the outside. The inner city is a papal building with churches and prayer halls, and in the middle is the Cathedral of Vatien, which is the birthplace of all the ceremonies of the Holy See. The outer city is no different from an ordinary city. Both believers and non-believers live in the city, and although there are more churches than in other cities, there are all kinds of places for life and entertainment. If it weren't for Alexander's sudden reorganization more than a decade ago, you might even find the Red Light District in the outer city.

It was the fourth day of the outbreak of the Brahman-Ji War, and the Holy City, far away from strife, was still a scene of peace and tranquility. Merchants and local residents came and went in and out of the taverns, driving the trade between the Holy City and the rest of the world. No matter how strong Jean's troops were, it was impossible to bring the flames of war here in a short period of time, so the Holy City today seemed so peaceful that even the suspicious man who rarely appeared hiding his whole body in a black trench coat was easily let into the Holy City by the guards after showing his permit.

The man walked into the city and turned straight into the dark alley on the side of the road. After walking a short distance, he stopped in front of an ordinary wooden door with a sign in front of it that read "BAR". The man used the magic power in his body and reflected his glowing hand on the doorknob, only to hear a soft "bang" and something was broken.

Walking into the room, the man took off his hooded robe, revealing the face of a middle-aged man, a pair of glasses on the bridge of his nose, and squinting eyes, like a researcher in a laboratory, and in fact he was exactly who he was, at least before.

"Good boy! I worked hard for three months to make an enchantment, and you just ruined it for me? Out of the back room was a stocky middle-aged man with short red hair, and strangely enough, he also looked like he had just arrived.

"Why are you so late?" The man in the trench coat glanced at the inner room, and the bed inside was lifted from the bed board, revealing a dark and deep hole, "Also, can't the teleportation array in the church be used... Do you have to drill a hole? Please don't ruin my image of the conquering king! ”

"You don't know that." The red-haired man stretched out his muscular hand and patted the trench coat man on the shoulder, Rao knew that the other party had no malicious intentions, but the unbearable force still made the corners of the trench coat man's mouth twitch a few times, "Not all bishops agree to cooperate with you. And even though I'm nominally the pope, everyone, including me, doesn't care much about the title or position, so it's important to avoid the eyes and ears of the opposition. ”

“。。。 Won't you be found when you dig a hole in the ground... The man in the trench coat felt like his collar was going to be soaked in cold sweat.

“。。 No. There was Bishop Medea as a cover. She can hide the movement of my burrowing, but she can't hide the glow of the teleportation circle in the church. ”

"Forget it, let's not mention this for now." The man in the trench coat slapped his hand heavily on his face, after all, his favorite historical figure in the past was such a person who was too informal, which made him feel that the world was a little unreal, and he simply pulled the topic on the right track, "Princess Jean's business... Well, it's not accurate for the princess to say that, but it's pretty much it. All in all, is that what you mean? ”

"Silly me!" The red-haired man sat on the stool, making it crunch miserably, "You don't know how tough Jean's bastards are!" I don't want to fall into that quagmire, after all, I haven't even conquered Vanin yet! ”

The man in the trench coat didn't open his mouth to question. There are some things that both sides have tacitly assumed. Jean was terrible, but not to the point where the Holy See and his organization were fearful. But there are still some questions to be asked.

“。。 The black-armored knight who appeared in Shin-Awara-gun.。。 ”

"But." The red-haired man who revealed his identity stood up, dragged out a barrel of wine from the side, lifted the lid and sniffed it casually, "Ah, good wine!" In order to maintain my image in the Holy See, I was almost forced to quit drinking by them! But once I'm out of the Holy See, they don't care what I want to do, right? The status of several of us is actually not much different! ”

“。。。 Can you determine who it is? The man in the trench coat also sat down.

"Who knows? It was Gilgamesh who was in charge of this force at the time, but he was busy guarding the 'passages', and with his fearful character, he would not have the energy to take care of these matters that were idle to him, and he was sent back when he returned, tsk, that miserable. Without any image, the Pope lifted the unfilled barrel and poured a large gulp into his mouth, "Tut-tut, good wine." Oh, by the way, boy, did you boss find it? ”

"There's little hope... The man in the trench coat looked enviously at the vat in the Pope's hand, and the Pope also understood, took a cup and poured a cup and handed it to him, "According to our rough calculations at the time, the absolute space-time curvature between here and the Blue Star is about 1000, and according to our plan, the boss is about three months apart from us." If you put it into account, he should have arrived more than ten years ago. ”

"But he didn't come to you?" Taking advantage of his drinking, the Pope answered.

"Yes." The man in the trench coat put down his cup and sighed, "With the boss's IQ, it's impossible not to see who we are, but he has no news at all." Our organization is now almost shrouded in a haze of lack of a general direction of action. ”

“。。。 IMHO, your boss is a little ghost. With a sigh, the Pope filled the man in the trench coat's cup.

"That's called Secondary 2." The man in the trench coat continued to take the glass and drank it down, "It's just like that little Jean girl." ”

“。。。 It's not like I'm talking about you, it's time for your organization to strengthen its internal management. Let others see the members of your OW unit fighting. ”

"It's not that we don't work hard, it's that Jean is too cunning!" Speaking of this, the man in the trench coat also looked gloomy, "We are a serious scientific research organization!" The first time I established the army, some members were bribed by the enemy, and I also had a headache! But I don't have any experience! ”

"Still too young." The Pope poured him a third glass of wine, "You can send agents to someone else, and someone else can't stuff spies into you?" ”

"Why aren't you nervous at all?" Speechlessly, looking at the Pope who was holding the barrel again, the man in the trench coat with a slightly red face changed the topic, "The war has already begun?" ”

"Afraid of what? Have the ability to let them kill us! If they can kill any of the bishops, I'll surrender! Unscrupulously showing off his hole cards, the Pope laughed heartily, "What, are you afraid?" So will you bring your new results to work? ”

"It's not time yet!" Shaking his head, a confident smile bloomed on the windbreaker man's face, "Since you want to solve the problem once and for all, the line must be longer." ”

"Tut-tut, I don't like your style." The Pope commented contemptuously, "It seems that you, like those Jeans, can only rely on external forces and have no will of your own!" That kind of power, to be honest, really not worth mentioning. ”