In the basement of the Holy See, Casey and the bishop reported what he found, and the bishop looked angry and half loud, and patted Casey on the shoulder, "You did a good job, they didn't recognize you, did they?" ”

"No, I never showed up, so none of them saw what I looked like." Casey looked at the bishop's expression and stopped at the right time.

"Without further ado, today happens to be Angelo Sterling's birthday, and there must be a banquet in the evening, so I'll take someone to check it out. Don't leave the Holy See for now, I'm afraid they'll recognize you. The bishop's eyes were dark, and the staff in his hand poked the ground, and a secret door opened, "You go up from here, be careful not to let anyone else see it." ”

"Yes, Lord Bishop, you must be careful, too." Casey quickly disappeared through the secret door. A smile couldn't help but rise on his face, the curse potion, plus the bottle of holy light potion that the Holy See had just received some time ago, was enough for him to make a rough calculation, plus the bishop's help, Casey's eyes narrowed slightly, even if he couldn't bring down Sterling once, he would let everyone have this seed of doubt.

At this time, in the palace, Xiuen looked at Angelo's hair ornament and was secretly frightened, the bright jade has always been only held by the Holy See, although the palace treasury has storage, but often insufficient energy, it can only be called stone, but not jade. What's more, the texture of bright jade is hard, and it can't be carved lightly, not to mention the delicacy of this hair ornament, just saying that there is no energy dissipated on it can see the quality of this jade.

Looking at Benedict, who was whispering to his son, Seun felt that he had finally chosen the right person for his son. Below, Angelo and Benedict are discussing the Holy See who was already outside the palace at this time.

"You say, does the Holy See have anything to do with the man in the morning?" Angelo sipped slowly with a glass of fruit juice, which is a mixture of various fruits and has a refreshing taste. Benedict half-leaned back in his seat, his hand wrapped around Angelo under the table, "Even if there is a relationship, the Holy See can't produce evidence, not to mention that now they just want an excuse." It's like that holy beast, but this excuse is all we gave him. ”

"It's not so much about giving, it's about the Holy See being good at seizing opportunities." Angelo palmed down, grabbed the hand that wanted to slide down, and placed the palm on his abdomen, "Not this opportunity. "With a birthday gift, this person has never parted for a reason to evacuate his energy.

"The banquet hasn't started yet, you can lean over and relax." Benedict straightened up and leaned into Angelo's ear, and then felt a gaze from above, which didn't disappear until Angelo leaned in.

"The feast will start in half a minute, and the people of the Holy See are not ready to come over at this time, but they are ready to make some moves after the feast." Angelo heard the whisper in his ear and pursed his lips slightly, "The Holy See just has no intention of making trouble, their appearance is enough, it is an unsolvable knot, the Holy See has been suppressed for so many years, and it always wants to resist." ”

"The Holy See is weak, and even if it resists, it is powerless to protect the country as it is in other empires." Benedict chuckled, "Unless the Abyss Forest Demon Beast rebels, the Pharmacy Association will suffer a great loss, but even if the bishop prays sincerely, the God of Light may not be able to do these two things." ”

"If the Ottoid and the Holy See were any closer, it would be ......," Angelo said halfway through, straightening up to catch the child who pounced on him.

"Brother Angelo, why did your hair change?" Raphael looked at Angelo, who had changed his hairstyle, and his eyes flashed with excitement.

"Then do you think I'm looking good now or before?" After knowing the reason why this child likes him, Angelo teased the child a lot, but judging by Raphael's attitude, there is no one who looks better than him now, except for the person behind him.

"It looks better now." Raphael blinked, reached out to touch the tip of Angelo's rarely exposed ear, and then a large hand appeared on his head, "Teacher Dick." ”

"I haven't seen the teacher for a long time, it's a shame that the teacher is still worried about your grandfather's body." Benedict didn't let the child rub over, but hugged the older and the younger together. From childhood to adulthood, there is a silver hair sandwiched between two blonde hairs, which looks like a family.

"My grandfather is already well, and he also said that he came to thank Mr. Dick today, but was stopped by my father, saying that the old man is just right, and it is better to rest in peace." Raphael's little face was sternly imitating his father's tone, which was very funny.

Angelo pinched the child's cheeks and rubbed it, "Your father is right, since the old patriarch has been healed, I and Teacher Dick will come to visit him in person tomorrow." Looking into the child's eyes, Angelo simply fell in love with this blue color.

"Brother Angelo is coming to my house, great." Raphael's cheeks were pinched, and his speech was a little inarticulate, but the joy in his eyes was real. Angelo covered his blue eyes and turned his head, "Raphael's eyes are good, or mine?" ”

Benedict pondered for a moment: "Raphael's good-looking. Angelo raised his eyebrows, the corners of his mouth were slightly hooked, and the clear meaning in his eyes was to give me a good reason, otherwise I would like you to look good." Because you like it. ”

The palms of his hands were slightly itchy, and the smile on the corner of Angelo's mouth was even bigger, he let go of Raphael's eyes and stared at him with watery eyes, "Does Brother Angelo like me?" ”

"Naturally." Angelo blinked, and then saw Raphael jump up and hang on Angelo's neck, "Then brother, wait for Raphael to grow up, okay?" Wait for Raphael to be seventeen years old......"

"When you are seventeen years old, let your brother Angelo recognize you as a godbrother." Benedict covered the swaying child and gestured to Chuck on the side, and the Kent family's entourage came over immediately and stood next to him, which was enough to make Raphael pay attention to the image.

"Why wait until you are seventeen years old to admit this, and then I will let my father announce it." Angelo followed Benedict's words and ran his finger over the child's cheeks: "Don't Raphael like it?" That ......"

"No, Raphael doesn't dislike it, his brother is his brother." Raphael shrugged his nose, looked at Benedict, and then at Angelo, and didn't know what came to mind, and the corners of his mouth began to smile. The corners of Angelo's mouth twitched slightly, should he say that children are just good coaxing?

There was a commotion at the door, and Angelo handed Raphael over to the people of the Kent family on the side, got up and followed the third brother who had already set off to the door.

"People from the Holy See." Angelo looked at the commotion at the door and gave Phil a precautionary measure. Phil kept walking: "What are they doing here?" Angelo rolled his eyes, "It's not for me to celebrate my birthday anyway." I also know that the corners of Phil's mouth drooped helplessly, but when the brothers walked to the door, they had already changed into standard smiles.

"Your Excellency Bishop, Your Excellency Finnick, is something wrong?" Phil looked at both sides with a smile, his eyes falling on Sir Finnick, who was tidying up his clothes, obviously wanting him to explain first. It's a pity that Angelo saw the bishop who stepped forward, and his eyebrows moved slightly sideways to stand with Phil, just blocking the bishop's way forward.

"Your Highnesses, I really don't know why people from the Holy See are invited to the royal family's private banquet." Fennick and the people of the Holy See can be said to be incompatible, for no other reason, Fennick's son is delayed in the hands of the Holy See, and he is also the last nobleman who chooses to follow the royal family.

As soon as these words came out, Angelo and Filziqi frowned, and Fennick saw the reaction of the two and knew that he had spoken inappropriately, but he couldn't do anything if he changed his words, so he stepped aside and said no more. "I think the Bishop is here to visit His Majesty, not for the trivial matter of Angelo's birthday, right?" Phil sighed in his heart, what a coincidence, how could the two of them collide, but no matter what, the royal family always has to be on their side.

If the bishop really has something to find the king, this reason is reasonable, but he is not, Angelo looked at the bishop with a hideous face, raised his eyebrows slightly, and was just about to speak when he was stopped by the bishop's words, "In fact, I did come to celebrate the birthday of His Royal Highness Prince Angelo." As for the reason, haha, a new priest recruited by our Holy See, Casey Ackerman, has some friendship with His Highness Angelo, but now that he is attacking the Great Magister, it is inconvenient for him to come out, so he asked me to come and go on his behalf. ”

As soon as these words came out, not only the surrounding guests, but even Benedict in the distance frowned, and then got up and walked to the periphery. He wanted to see how Angelo responded.

"Ackerman?" Angelo smiled: "I don't remember that there was such a family as Ackerman among the Imperial Dukes. When did he meet me? The sarcasm in the words is in stark contrast to the bishop's pride just now, and the bishop's pride just now is completely because there is a person of the same age as Angelo who is attacking the archmage, and Angelo said this, it seems that the bishop has easily pulled a nobleman who doesn't know if he has a relationship with the royal family.

The snickering and obvious sarcasm of the people around him made the bishop feel as if he had been pricked with thorns in his face, "Does His Highness Angelo really not know about Casey?" The emphasis on Casey's name didn't make Angelo feel more impressed with him. Shaking his head, "Your Excellency, maybe you have the wrong person." ”

Such an incorrect answer made the surrounding nobles burst out laughing, who used to say that His Royal Highness Angelo was taciturn and not good at words, obviously so sharply reminding the bishop that he had met a liar.

The bishop's lips pursed, and that wasn't what Casey Ackerman had told him. The bishop didn't suspect that he had met a liar, after all, Casey's strength was there, and he just felt that he had been fooled.

"Maybe it's Angelo's former classmate, and the bishop also knows that Angelo hasn't been in contact with the academy since he graduated, maybe he forgot." Angelo's former classmates, the people around him thought about the age of the child who had been a classmate with Angelo, and they had a clear expression. Phil looked around, apparently pleased with the effect he had caused, and looked at the bishop with a smile.

"As far as I know, the name Casey seems to have come out of General Tork's mouth, I wonder if it's a person?" A magnetic voice came, drawing everyone's attention. Benedict walked inside the way the people had let out, and consciously stood next to Angelo.

"When did you hear that?" Angelo raised his eyebrows, he was not impressed at all. Benedict bowed his head slightly, "The last time Teucer stopped you, he once asked you not to embarrass Casey, presumably this is it." Otherwise, there's no other Casey who has a relationship with you, right? The last sentence was very ambiguous, Angelo bent his elbows, looked at Benedict, and Benedict raised his hand to forgive.

The interaction between the two fell in the eyes of the people around them, and it undoubtedly confirmed that Angelo's marriage was the royal family's voluntary divorce, not Teucer's divorce as shown above.

"I wonder if the General Teucer that Mr. Dick is talking about is Steven Toker?" The current patriarch of the Kent family has received Benedict's favor, and now it is natural that he will speak out to help.

"Exactly, it seems that Lord Kent has also heard of Casey." Benedict's words are clever and take the thinking of the aristocracy to a less clear place. Angelo looked at the eyes of the people around him, and secretly sighed that Benedict was really familiar with the dirty things between the nobles, "You have led them all crookedly, be careful that your father thinks you are also involved." ”

Benedict's eyebrows twitched, he turned his face to look at the king who was still sitting in his seat, and blinked, "It's okay, he didn't hear." After speaking, he looked at the surrounding nobles and tacitly understood it.

The bishop, who was ignored by everyone, naturally understood that the matter had reached a point where he could not solve it, and at this time, if he explained it, it would only get darker and darker, not to mention insulting the reputation of the Holy See, so he could only choose to pretend that he did not know.

"Maybe Mr. Dick was wrong, after all, the name Casey was not a special name, and General Teucer should have said something else. Casey Ackerman, on the other hand, is the Ackerman family of the Duchy of Rodak. The bishop smiled, indifferently "Maybe Your Highness doesn't remember, but it was you who asked His Majesty the King to reduce the punishment of Casey, and he has always remembered it in his heart and is very grateful. ”

Angelo was even more inexplicable, but he didn't show it on his face. He pursed his lips slightly, "In this case, I have received Pastor Ackerman's wishes, and it is really too much to bother the bishop for a trip between children." Angelo relied on his imminority to draw this matter to the interaction between children, and the corners of Phil's mouth twitched beside him, it must have been that Benedict who brought Angelo bad.

Generally speaking, the next sentence can be an expulsion order, but the bishop's purpose has not yet been achieved, how to give up, and immediately take the first step: "Pastor Ackerman is a talent of our Holy See, and an old friend of the royal family, how can this little thing be said to be tireless." The bishop smiled, with a look of kindness, as if he had seen a day of friendly coexistence between the royal family and the Holy See.