"Hello, Lord Knight."

Zhang Xuansheng replied politely.

In fact, in his senses, Lancelot's Donglu language was so awkward that he didn't react to what he was saying for a moment.

What the hell is "Dirty Fairy Forest"?

What the hell is the "chief body examiner technician"?

For the first time, he felt that it was so difficult to listen to the language he was good at, good guy, you are also a big leader, can't you learn a foreign language well?

"Why are you stunned?"

Lancelot's words were spoken in the Sixtuan language to the two nuns who offered the flowers behind her, who were now completely caught up in their own fantasies.

was startled by Lancelot's roar, and only then did he remember his task when he reacted, and hurriedly took a bouquet of sacred flowers to Zhang Xuansheng.

After Zhang Xuansheng took the flower, he smiled at the two girls as a courtesy.

Flutter - two girls fell.

Zhang Xuansheng: ......

He turned his head to look at Joan of Arc, and said in his heart, you Western resistance is not good.

These two girls who offered flowers seemed to be also ninth-order magicians, equivalent to the Creation Realm of the Nine Heavens Continent, so this is down?

In the Nine Heavens Continent, female cultivators with a little bit of cultivation can at least stand firm.

He felt that if Xilu was so uncompetitive and the two armies fought, wouldn't he be able to make the other party's backbone and female cultivators below lose their combat effectiveness in an instant?

"Send them back to rest."

Joan of Arc instructed the clergy in the rear, but she didn't find it any shame.

Zhang Xuansheng's charm can't even stop her, who is from the same type of SCP Foundation, isn't it normal for ordinary female magicians to not be able to resist it.

"Mr. Zhang Xuansheng, please come with me with Bishop Spencer."

Lancelot invited, which was a revelation of the embarrassment just now.

The Holy Cathedral was not far in front of the square, and he was going to take the delegation to the church to meet His Holiness the Pope.

Hearing Lancelot's words, the young men in the mission straightened their backs, the men looked solemn, and the women straightened their makeup.

The fact that the Pope was such a thing was extremely sacred to the people of the Western Continent, except for the ethereal God, who was their supreme spiritual leader.

The vast majority of people in the Western Continent have never had the opportunity to meet the Pope in their lifetime, and although they are elite geniuses of the seminary and can enter the Holy See after graduation, they may not be able to meet His Majesty the Pope.

This time, he entered the Western Continent Mission, and only then did he receive the honor of meeting the Pope, and at that time, the academy fought for the selection of this group of young people in the mission, but it was broken.

What is the picture, it's not to be able to go on a trip to gild yourself first, and come back and visit the Pope's resume, so that after graduation, you can work in the Holy See, you can quickly get promoted and get more network resources.

Zhang Xuansheng followed in the footsteps of Lancelot and gradually approached the Holy Cathedral.

As he walked through the streets, he found that there were also "commoner" people living in the Holy Capital, and there were also shops selling things and entertainment venues.

At this time, I don't know where the news leaked, many women came to watch the mission, because they heard that there was a peerless beautiful man from the Eastern Continent.

At first, the women didn't believe it, because their aesthetics had long been fixed, and there were magic crystals that had recorded the appearance of the Orientals before, and they all felt that the lines were too gentle and unpalatable.

But when they heard the rumors, they were fascinated by the two nuns who greeted the mission and laid flowers.

And it was a real "down", which immediately aroused their interest.

Because the nuns in charge of the ceremonial selection in the Holy See of God are usually from the monastery of Pros, and the nuns there usually practice meditation since childhood, which can be said to be the least moved by external objects, and generally do not marry for life.

But even such a nun was fascinated, how handsome was that Donglu man?

Zhang Xuansheng was walking on the street at this time, looking at the people on the side of the road, feeling like a giant panda who had been paid tribute to a foreign country.

He did not rebuke the Holy See for not evacuating the crowd, and from the current point of view, the Holy See's management of the people is quite modest.

In the crowd, he even saw people who had not cultivated at all, and Joan of Arc explained that the people here were all family members of those who had contributed to the Holy See, and they were not necessarily cultivators themselves.

Although Joan of Arc and Spencer had blown the West to the sky, he didn't really believe it, because he had the impression that there was generally nothing good about ruling the country with theocracy......

Generally speaking, shouldn't it be the life of those who believe in God, and those who don't believe are heretics, and then they will burn you.

Then, in the name of faith, he oppressed the foolish people to their heart's content, so that they would work willingly for the monarch.

Of course, Zhang Xuansheng only saw the situation in the Holy City now, and he couldn't make a reference, but he didn't see anything very depressing and serious.

The Holy Guards were also very polite to the people, and some children came up to touch the armor, and the Holy Knight only smiled.

"I know what you're thinking, it's a nice place, isn't it?"

Joan of Arc said with a smile, as if he had guessed Zhang Xuansheng's thoughts.

Zhang Xuansheng just nodded and didn't say much, at this time they had already stepped on the steps of the Holy Cathedral.

Spencer and Lancelot, who were walking in front, chatted and laughed, and did not forget to introduce themselves to the Holy City and what to pay attention to when meeting the Pope.

Of course, Spencer knew that Zhang Xuansheng was a distinguished guest, and it was impossible for Zhang Xuansheng to kneel to the Pope's crown or something, he just reminded Zhang Xuansheng to be polite.

Walking into the cathedral, Zhang Xuansheng sighed at the decoration of the church.

The interior of the church is extremely beautifully decorated, with beautifully carved columns that resemble a forest of white sacred stones, and all the places that can be painted are covered with frescoes.

Holy water flowed over the statue and dripped down into the pool of holy water with a soft sound.

The mural windows made of spars on both sides, the sunlight shines through them, and the ground in the church spills mythical projections, everything is so dreamlike and so quiet.

This is the Holy Cathedral in Thatcher's Holy Land, where the West reigns.

Inside the church, there is a holy atmosphere, which makes people feel warm and want to sleep.

Zhang Xuansheng guessed that this was probably the reason why the old man sitting on the throne of the high platform was dozing off at this time.

"Your Majesty the Pope, the mission has returned, this is the Tianjiao of the East, Zhang Xuansheng."

Spencer stepped forward to report that he looked at the awake Pope with some worry in his heart.

The Pope has lived for nearly a thousand years, and perhaps the end is approaching, otherwise he would not have dozed off at such an important moment of waiting.

This shows that his body is getting worse day by day, and he wants to start a holy war, perhaps he also wants to do something last before he dies.