'St. Paul's Cross Cathedral'.

This is a church located in London, the capital of the British Empire, at the corner of Newgate Street and Newmoney Street on the north bank of the River Thames.

It is a representative of Baroque architecture and is famous for its spectacular cupola.

It is the second largest domed church in the world and one of the five cathedrals in the world.

It is said to have been built in imitation of the Roman Empire's St. Peter's Basilica in Van Gon, and is a representative of the classical architecture of the British Empire.

St. Paul's Cross Cathedral is also the stronghold of the British Cross.

It is one of the must-visit places for tourists in the capital of the British Empire.

On the one hand, visitors can feel the majesty of the building.

On the other hand, the purpose is to let tourists feel the atmosphere of the Mass and turn to the British Cross Monarchy.

In addition, because of the British Cross, the British Monarch is closely related to the royal family.

Other words.

In addition to the necessary Mass and prayer.

In fact, the command of the British Cross Monarch was concentrated in the hands of the royal family at Buckingham Palace.

Of course, given the political sensitivities, the royal family at Buckingham Palace only takes the most basic command.

As for the judgment and countermeasures, it is still carried out in the core part of the Cathedral of St. Paul's Cross.

It is the 'Book of Judgment' of the Holy Art Society under the British Cross and the Queen's Sect.

Due to its red. Naked with blood. Fishy in nature.

Therefore, its base is not in St. Paul's Cross Cathedral, but in a small church far from the center of London.

A chapel that doesn't even have a name.

This disguises itself and maximizes the protection of secrets.

After all, in London, there are so many churches that you can't name.

Other than that.

The function of the Book of Judgment is not solely to seek information from organizations and psychists that are a danger to the sect itself.

Even the sects themselves are within their sphere of competence.

Therefore, the Book of Judgment, a sacred association, was not liked by the rest of the sect.

After all, even if you become friends with them, once you commit any apostasy, you will be erased as soon as possible.

Therefore, there is a certain reason for the Book of Judgment to establish a base here.

At this time, it is morning.

Nearly three days have passed since the 'incident' that happened in the New Metropolitan Development Zone.

The blonde priest 'Raguel Paracels' is walking down the street.

Next to him, the River Thames was flowing quietly.

If you look at the past, you can see the ornate Tower Bridge.

Since the mouth of the River Thames, there are a total of 15 Tower Bridges.

Moreover, the bridge deck can be raised and lowered freely, which can be said to be a symbol of London, and is known as the 'main gate of London'.

And if you look further afield.

You can also see the warship Belfast parked on the river not far away.

It is a product of the Second World War and is now one of the tourist attractions.

Casually take a look at the crowded streets, as well as the overage buildings in the distance.

Raguel's heart grew more and more irritable.

On the one hand, it may be affected by the weather that can change at any time, and of course, the temperature is also hot.

On the other hand, there is the crowded flow of people.

The already crowded streets were crowded with most of the people at once, and I don't know whether they were residents or tourists.

In short, it's so lively that it's annoying.

That's it.

With such mixed feelings, Lagher came to a barbecue restaurant.

Looking at the door of the restaurant, Laguel hesitated.

He didn't want to be mistaken for a Christian who loved food, but the woman from Pallas just said to meet in this place.

Reluctantly, Laguel pushed the door open.

Because he really wanted to know the outcome of the report about Pallas, which was about the follow-up of Desya.

"Ragher, this way!"

As soon as I entered the lobby of the restaurant, I heard Pallas's shout.

The latter was sitting at a table near the glass window, ordering a table full of roasted meats, each smeared with disgusting tapenade, and was happily eating.

Ragher sighed to himself.

I only felt that almost the eyes of the entire restaurant were focused on the two of them.

After all, there are two of them.

One is a priest in monastic robes, and the other is a beautiful girl with hair of indistinguishable color.

"I said, Pallas. Why do you want to pick such a place? After Lagher sat down, he ordered a cup of boiling water and asked aloud.

Pallas didn't say anything, but glanced at Raguel's table.

There was a thumb-sized rectangular piece of paper.

Lager knew that this was a note for calling.

Specifically, it depicts the technique used for communication on the top, as a means of secret communication between psychics, as well as remote communication.

Ragher picked up the note, as if unintentionally, and placed it above his ear without anyone around him noticing.

"Hey, it's an audition, can you hear it? Sister control's children. ”

The voice rang through the note and directly in Raguel's head.

"How many times have I said it! I'm not a sister! ”

Raggle couldn't help but roar, which immediately attracted the frequent attention of the people around him.

"Look at how nervous you look, but it's just a joke on you. Besides, don't really make a noise, it will make people think that you are a crazy person talking to yourself. If you have any words, just think about them in your head. ”

Pallas smiled slightly, still keeping the same motion of eating the barbecue buns.

Ragher coughed and drank from her glass to cover up the loss of control.

But the voice that came to mind was: "Really. You haven't answered my question yet, why do you want to pick such a place? Say no in church? Even if you can communicate in this way, it is too imprudent. ”

"Don't you know that people who have left their homeland can only feel at ease when they are in an environment similar to the atmosphere in their home country? I had been looking for a long time to find this barbecue restaurant with Principality-style cuisine in the style of the Principality of Hilla. Don't you want to try it? The craftsmanship here is really good. ”

Ragher put down the glass.

Pallas, a woman, although powerful, sometimes loves to play petty, and she doesn't know which of her sentences is true and which is false.

If you think about it one by one, you don't know that the Year of the Monkey and the Monkey Moon will not end until the Year of the Monkey.

"Forget it, that kind of thing doesn't matter. Let's get down to business, what was the result? What did the upper echelons say about Disya's follow-up? ”

"You're really strange, if you really want to know the Tao so much, why didn't you come with me at that time?" Pallas couldn't help but give Lagher a blank look.

"Enough, right? The boss just asked you to report alone, what is it for me to follow? You love to talk about it or not! Raguel's face trembled slightly with anger.

Pallas knew that it was time to end the joke, because Ragher was the most unjoking.

"Well, in terms of results, it's neither good nor bad." Pallas stopped eating the barbecue buns.

"What do you mean?" Ragher subconsciously raised an eyebrow.

Pallas didn't answer directly, "Raguel, do you know why we went after Desya in the first place?" ”

Although he didn't understand why Pallas asked more, Pallas thought, "This is because Desia has stolen the qualifications of the gods and the saints of the church in both countries, so it has caused panic in various countries and religious sects with mythological systems. Later, after the efforts and compromises made by the Supreme Bishop and the First Princess, they temporarily spared Desya's life on the condition of hunting and killing. ”

"Exactly."

Pallas gestured with his eyes: "Then, let me ask you again, is it the mythological system that is the country large, or the power of the church is large?" ”

"Of course it's the power of the church...... Pallas, do you mean ......?" Raguel's eyes widened.

"Looks like you get it."

Pallas picked up a napkin and wiped his hands: "Well, it's almost done, let's get out of here and talk as we go." ”

Out of the restaurant, walking through the quaint streets.

The note sounded Pallas's voice: "After the boy took away Desya's sainthood, in a way, he has focused the Christian sect on Desya's gaze and diverted it. And then the rest is the Duchy of Hirla and the Duchy of Navia. ”

The voice paused, and continued to sound: "I used the word technique I observed from the young man to compile the spirit tool of the seal, and after testing, it does have the power to seal the ability of Desia to steal. In this way, I put it on Desya, and through my lobbying with the Supreme Bishop, I finally put away the voices of the controversy between the two countries. ”

Raguel couldn't help but nod.

After all, Artemis, the moon goddess possessed by Disia, was no ordinary deity.

And with Pallas's resolute assurance, no matter how much criticism there is on the part of the Principality of Hirla, it will be weighed again.

As for the Duchy of Venaya.

Originally, the Valkyrie 'Valkyrie' stolen by Disia was not too important a deity.

Therefore, seeing Pallas and the religious powers make a promise that Disia's stealing ability has been sealed, it is normal to put away the criticism.

The note sounded Pallas's sigh lightly: "However, although the fact that Desya's stealing ability has been sealed has been confirmed, Desya's matter still caused a shadow in everyone's hearts. Therefore, after a unanimous vote, it was decided to temporarily exile Desia to the New Metropolitan Development Zone, so that she could be in the enemy camp of the supermaster so that those guys could be completely reassured. ”

Lagel was silent.

Although he was unhappy about leaving Desia on the enemy side, it was enough to keep Desya alive enough to keep him from objecting.

"What about the superpower? What did the upper echelons say? Laguer paused, and suddenly the voice sounded.

Pallas couldn't help but glance at him: "What, although you don't admit it, you pay attention to him." ”

"Don't talk nonsense! I...... It's just that he sacrificed his life to save Desya, so he just showed concern to him. Raguel had a disgruntled look on his face.

Just right.

A horse-drawn carriage for sightseeing drove by, bringing the nervous Lagher back to his senses.

He realized that he was really an idiot when he reacted like this.

(To be continued...... ）