"Majesty!"

On both sides of the white stone steps, the bishops and priests retreated to the sides and bowed their heads to the middle-aged man who was slowly walking down.

The new pope of the Holy See is dressed in papal robes, holding the scepter of light, wearing a crown of thorns and a back hem slaking over the spotless white stone steps.

He looked only in his early forties, tall and ruddy, and his devotion to the gods and love for the faithful seeped into almost every wrinkle on his face, and his rise from the lowest level to the rank of cardinal and finally to the new pope made him not lacking in insight and wisdom, and under his gaze, some bishops and priests unconsciously avoided their gaze.

Augustin II's expression was solemn and solemn, his gaze swept over everyone one by one, and he said calmly: "You will enter the temple with me to pray in the morning. ”

Time passed in the morning prayers, and the prayers to the Father calmed people's minds and immersed them in the peace and tranquility of their hearts and minds close to the gods.

"This is the end of today's morning prayer." Standing up in front of the statue of the god of light, Augustin II glanced at an archbishop led by him, "Bishop Lawrence stays. ”

Bishop Lawrence, a disciple of Augustine II, had great potential and a bright future, and was very optimistic about entering the cardinals, and the bishops, priests, accustomed to bowing down one after another, lined up in two columns, and slowly and silently withdrew from the temple.

Until the last priest had left, Augustine II was still staring at the temple gates, and Bishop Lawrence did not interrupt Augustine II's thoughts, humbly bowing his head and waiting for his questioning.

"These days. How many people went to the confessional? ”

Augustin II's calm voice came, and Bishop Lawrence paused slightly, "Twenty-seven." ”

"Twenty-seven." Augustine II said slowly, "Those who are qualified to retreat into the Holy Land are the most faithful and devout people, twenty-seven people—this is the strictest wavering of faith." ”

"陛xià......"

Bishop Lawrence wanted to say something, Augustin II waved his hand.

"You don't have to say it."

He said slowly, "It is human nature to be wavering between racial origin and faith, even for the most pious servants of my lord. ”

The muscles under Bishop Lawrence's face twitched slightly, from what he knew about Augustine II. This majesty has already become angry.

If it is judged to be unchaste...... No one knows it better than him. How cruel is the hadith within the Holy See.

"陛xià......"

"My lord will open his arms to the lost Lamb, but he will not tolerate the betrayal."

Augustin II said lightly:

"Unchastity, hypocrisy, this is the third precept; Lots of words, bad words. This is the tenth precept of the Holy Precepts. ”

"As a shepherd. I hope they will come back from their path. Firm in faith, but never allow any private doubts about the Sunnah of our Lord's salvation and the original intention of our God to cleanse the world. and even to communicate with others and slander the sanctity of our Lord-"

"If it does, you should understand what you're going to do, right, Lawrence?"

Bishop Lawrence took a deep breath, "Yes. ”

He understood that His Majesty the Pope had already opened the net, and it was better to hand over people to him than those black-clad bishops in the Inquisition.

When he thought of the Inquisition, he couldn't help but think of the vice-inquisition who had stayed outside.

It wasn't until the night before retreating into the Holy Land that the "Black King" appeared in the Holy See hierarchy above the bishop and completely revealed his identity, and Bishop Lawrence still finds it incredible, it turns out that this one is actually the "Black King", and his identity is simply ......

"陛xià."

A white-robed maid nun walked in.

Bishop Lawrence immediately recognized that this Lady Emma was Augustine II's most trusted nun.

She was introduced to the Holy See by Augustin II himself when he was a clergyman, and has been with him for decades.

Even though Lawrence was a disciple of Augustin II and had now been trained and instructed by Augustine II as the heir to the Pope, Bishop Lawrence knew that when it came to trust, he was certainly far inferior to Emma in Augustin II's mind.

Bishop Lawrence was a disciple of Augustin II, who served by Augustin II since he was a child, and was also raised under the watchful eye of Mama Emma, who had the same status as a mother in his heart.

With his familiarity with Mama Emma, although Mama Emma's expression looked the same as usual, as dignified and rigid as ever, Bishop Lawrence could see from the corners of her mouth that were tighter than before, and the solemnity in her eyes, that the situation was very strict.

What happened?

"What ?!!!"

Before Bishop Lawrence could be curious, he was startled by the crunch of the Scepter of Light clattering against the tiles.

After serving Augustine II for more than ten years, except for a few events such as the news of the demonic disaster and the death of the first two popes, Bishop Lawrence had never seen such a shaken look on his teacher's always moody face.

He soon learned why.

"The soul crystal of the deputy referee of Charian...... Broken?! ”

Bishop Lawrence's anger was mixed with a hint of unease - damn it, the true identity of the deputy magistrate had always been a secret, how could it be revealed!

"Now is not the time to think about the reason, the 'Mountain of Light' must have fallen into the hands of those who rebel against the gods, I will go to the secret place to prevent him from entering the holy land, you ......"

Before Augustin II finished speaking, there were already strong spatial fluctuations in the direction of the secret place where the Holy Land portal was located!

***

"The Holy See is so cunning that it actually fixed the exit of the half-plane to a diamond!"

It's no wonder that with the power of the dark blue magic god, there is no half-plane entrance.

It turned out that this entrance was indeed as Lin An had thought before, it had been in Mount Olympus, but after the Holy See collectively transferred in, this white diamond called the "Mountain of Light" was transferred.

If Lin An hadn't gotten Xia Lian's soul, she wouldn't have guessed if she wanted to break her head. The exit to the Holy See Holy Land is set in a crown in the study of the Charian.

Using the Soul Secret Technique to get accurate information from Charian's memory, Lin An immediately returned to the palace before Charian's death was discovered, and transferred the crown out, which was worthy of passing by the courtiers sent by Androllio II after discovering that Charian's bloodline tree had withered.

There was nothing to do with Lin An next.

The Deep Blue God forcibly activated the "Mountain of Light" and entered the half-plane alone, while Lin An was responsible for guarding the Mountain of Light outside, so as not to have an accident outside, so that the Deep Blue God was cut off.

The Deep Blue God enters the "Mountain of Light" - this is not only the name of this diamond. It is also the Holy See's name for the Holy Land - half an hour later. Anderlevio III and Prince Statu arrived.

Lin An was not surprised.

In addition to disturbing the aura left behind by the scene, making it impossible to trace spells such as time reversal, Lin An did not deal with the traces of the scene.

She didn't know what was behind the secret passage in Charlian's study, but it was sure to be enough to deduce his hidden identity.

After all. Although Charian's combat power is not even as good as a fledgling in her eyes. But it was a fact that he possessed high-level divine powers. Of course, these forces cannot come in vain.

There is only one Xialian person, and he usually has to play the identity of the prince, and he is diligent in his private cultivation. No matter how devout his faith is, there will always be a clergyman who has more time and more devout faith than him, and he has the same magical power as the red-robed archbishop when he is over thirty years old, and his own conditions are partial, but the Holy See must have also invested heavily in him.

So many clues point to the fact that if Anderlevus III can't find anything, it will be in vain for more than forty years of forbearance.

It may be that there is indeed a blood nature between father and son, and as soon as Andro III entered the door, his eyes were attracted by the crown of the Mountain of Light on Lin An's table.

This crown is no longer as ordinary as before, the largest natural white diamond on the front exudes bursts of magic fluctuations, Androio III only glanced at it, as if he was punched head-on, he involuntarily took half a step back, and the wrinkles on his face increased rapidly, as if he was instantly depressed, and he had aged for more than ten years.

—Divine Text. Blessings of life! ”

Lin An groaned, and with a wave of his hand, the pale green divine light fell on Andro III, and a little green light merged into the old man's body.

The latter regained a little blood, looked at Lin An, his mouth with dense lips trembled a few times, and finally said nothing.

This reaction was the same as Lin An had expected.

If she were Llio III, I am afraid that she would not be able to say anything now—ask yourself what role her son played in this? Ask him how many secrets of the royal family his son have leaked to the Holy See?

The wiser and wiser the king, the more seriously injured he will be in the face of such a stab from his own bloodline.

Rao is Lin An, and at this time, he felt that he had some kind of curse on him:

From Merlin to Perre, from the Duchy of Ryan to the Holy Empire, every time she went, the country either had a change of ruler, or the emperor had died of his son, and more than one had died - even this kind of cannibalistic royal tragedy, Lin An had not witnessed it for the first time.

But Lin An was a real disaster this time.

It's not a matter of a year or two for Prince Xialian to be an undercover agent, but Lin An happened to be the one who discovered his tail, from beginning to end, she didn't have any grudges against this Prince Xialian, and she didn't even have a chance to get in touch, if there was, it was Prince Xialian who calculated her first.

Therefore, even if Anderloy III does not ask, Lin An must make it clear, even if it is cruel to a father who has just experienced the double blow of losing his son and being betrayed by his son-

"His Highness Charian, he is, the ...... who committed suicide"

"You don't have to say it, it's not your responsibility." Androrius III looked stunned, his eyes bloodshot, "No one knows the means of the Holy See better than us!" ”

Lin An remembered that there was also the Holy See, a hate-attractor - the latter was the enemy who really pried the corner of Androllio III.

Although there was a sleeve robe to cover it, Lin An could still see that Andro III's hands were trembling slightly, and with his city, the anger was almost impossible to restrain at this time.

Since Androllio III still kept his sanity and did not take his anger out on her, Lin An did not intend to provoke this grieving father anymore.

She looked at Prince Stattu, who understood, looked at the Mountain of Light, and asked, "Your Majesty, is this ......?" ”

"That's what we're looking for during this time." Lin An said, "Pull out this tumor, at least your majesty can rest assured that you can resist the demon clan with all your might, and you don't have to worry about turmoil behind you." ”

"The Holy See actually hid the entrance in this white diamond? No wonder, we searched thousands of miles and couldn't find it! "Prince Stattu's mind is not slow.

"This is the crown I gave to Charian."

Anderlevy III's attention was distracted, and a deep anger and disappointment swept over his cloudy eyes—Charlian had set the Mountain of Light in the crown he had given him, and the irony was conceivable, and his betrayal was so resolute that it didn't even need other proof.

The deep disappointment alleviated the pain of Andreo III's loss of a child, and after the sensibility faded, reason returned, and Anderlevy III regained his mask as emperor, and the pain was basically invisible from the perspective of others.

Quietly staring at the Mountain of Light for a while, Andro III looked at Lin An.

"The Holy See's trust in Charian is far greater than I predicted, and his position within the Holy See must be very high-can you tell me what the Holy See has given him to make him so determined to turn his back on my father!"

"'The Black King'." Lin An said, "He admitted it himself. ”

"Hiss......"

Prince Stattu gasped, stifled the curse he almost blurted out, and held his royal brother uncontrollably, who shook his body and closed his eyes hard.

Lookers-on see most of the game.

It's not that these two can't guess this possibility, but they are in the game and have emotional influences, which makes them unable to make rational judgments.

"Please mourn." Lin An cast another magic spell on Andrology III.

Fortunately, Lin An didn't plan to tell them about Charian's soul in her hands at all, because Charian had too many secrets in her memory involving the Holy See and the Naria royal family, otherwise if Andro III knew what Charian had done, he would be so angry that he would die!

But now, even if Anderio III did not die violently, it is not far off.

The position of one of the three giants of the Inquisition is by no means something that can be sat on by piety, even if the "Black King" is the most mysterious of the three giants and has the least deeds, but since he can sit in this position, he must make a contribution comparable to that of the other two giants.

And the two giants of the Inquisition, although their true identities are not revealed to the public, in the ruling class of the Holy Empire, they are characters who can stop children crying at night, and the blood and human lives in their hands can make those who know have nightmares for three days and three nights!

Judging by Lin An, who has seen the memories of Charian, even a few ancestral forgetfulness canons are not enough to describe Charian's behavior, he can simply say that for the sake of the gods he believes in, he sold the entire Narria royal family to the Holy See!

Only this kind of madman who has been completely brainwashed by religion can not hesitate to do things that betray blood and rebel against the race.

"--Death, gain, good!"

Anderlevio III's voice almost burst out between his teeth, "If he doesn't die, I will end it with my own hands...... This rebellious, national, rebellious, and tribal animal-livestock!! ”

Anderlevy III's face was blank, his hands trembled slightly, and a cloudy tear flowed from the corner of his eye:

"Even pigs, dogs, cattle and sheep know how to feed back...... The Narria royal family has been passed down for more than 2,000 years, and there has never been a bloodline traitor, and I have raised this kind of son who is not even as good as a pig or a dog, which is a shame for the Naria royal family, and I will never have the shame to see the ancestor Heroic Spirit again! ”

(To be continued)(To be continued......