Another day passed.

Lateran Palace convened an emergency meeting of cardinals again that night to discuss how to suppress the "Spiritual Tree" mutation next.

Despite the Templars' best efforts, the number of polluters in the city rose from a few dozen to nearly a thousand, and most of the victims were wealthy middle-class people who had a history of eating otherworldly creatures that were unfortunately contaminated with spirits.

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The effect was minimal.

The cardinals looked at the meeting materials with serious faces, staring at the exponentially rising lines in a daze. There are even cardinals who secretly speculate that our Holy See will have to run away again this time.

Of course, it is not once or twice in history that the Holy See has run away. Because the demon tide destroyed the production line, enemy countries, barbarians, transcendent sects, suppressed R-class deterrents, and all kinds of harmful factors like to take advantage of this time to come to Solomon City to cause trouble.

If it can't be suppressed, the Holy See can only retreat strategically, retreat to a safe area to exchange space for time, and wait for the recovery of technology before recovering Solomon, which is already a traditional habitual strategy.

"Hey, here in the city of Barberini, why are there so few spiritual polluters?" One cardinal suddenly noticed that a certain urban area in the center of the map was particularly light in color (the darker the color, the greater the number of polluters), and it was particularly striking when embedded in a pile of dark urban areas.

"That's where the Azure Sword Mercenary Regiment is located." Another cardinal said.

"Just the R4 mercenary group? His Excellency Bishop Valyan's sister is also in it? ”

"Yes, just the mercenary group. It is said that nearly 1,000 polluters were cleaned up today. ”

"Now the Templars are mainly equipped with gunpowder weapons, and of course they can't compare to the Transcendent Mercenary Regiment in terms of efficiency."

"But wouldn't it be a bit ...... to let the transcendent clean up the transcendent?"

The cardinals were arguing, and then someone proposed:

"In that case, why can't we also hire the transcendents in the city to clean up the spiritual polluters for us?"

"After all, a purely kinetic weapon is far less effective at killing a polluter than a supernatural ability, isn't it?"

"Bishop Chino, do you want to emulate Romulus?" A cardinal sneered.

Romulus, the last emperor of the Western Solomonian Empire, once trusted the barbarian general Odoac, only to rebel and depose the emperor instead. The bishop referred to "the old affairs of Romulus," which meant "to give security to dangerous people."

Bishop Chino smiled slightly and said:

"Your Majesty is willing to believe in the Azure Sword, why can't we trust these transcendents? Besides, now the word is basically spreading in the city that the spiritual polluters will only attack the transcendent. If they don't cooperate with us, can they still cooperate with the spiritual polluters to overthrow the Holy See? ”

So the other bishops pondered. As the saying goes, the enemy of my enemy is my friend, so it seems okay to cooperate with the transcendent in a wave - anyway, when the mutation is over, it's a big deal to send them out of the country.

It's just that there were too many witch hunts in the past, so that the Holy See's reputation in the transcendent realm was too bad, even if they put aside their hostility and wanted to cooperate now, the transcendents hiding in various parts of the city might not believe it.

"If you want to dispel the vigilance of these transcendents, it is definitely not enough to gain trust, so you have to lure them with benefits." Bishop Chino made another move, "Aren't there a lot of potions on the medical department?" Apply for a batch as a reward, and there will definitely be bold transcendents who will take the initiative to sign up for cooperation with us. ”

"As long as there is no problem with the first wave of cooperation, after the propaganda effect, more and more transcendental people will inevitably come out. It is equivalent to copying the current cooperation model with the blue sword, and then quickly spreading it out, so as to suppress the growth trend of polluters. ”

The cardinals again began to talk about it and came to the conclusion that "it can be tried". So everyone turned their inquiring eyes to Innocent.

"Yes." Innocent said lightly, "Let's try it like this first." ”

As a pope, the power of veto is generally not easily used by the cardinals to reach consensus decisions. What's more, Innocent has no reason to veto this proposal.

Bishop Valyan, however, saw the intention of His Majesty the Holy See, and did not seem to be optimistic about the idea. So, after the meeting, he found Innocent again, who had left the meeting.

"Your Majesty, aren't you optimistic about this plan?" Bishop Valyan asked.

Seeing that there was no one around, Innocent happily admitted: "That's right. ”

"I think Bishop Chino has a point." Bishop Valyan expressed his opinion implicitly.

"That's why I agreed to let him try." Innocent sighed and said, "Actually, what the Azure Sword can do, other transcendents may not be able to do. ”

"Why?" Bishop Valyan suddenly realized, "Because they're R4? ”

While the bishops were still working all night, everyone in the other plane of the Hearthfire Island had already fallen asleep and rested.

Asker spun around in the bed, and was suddenly embraced by a soft body.

Bang! He knocked the other out of the bed with a single palm, and then saw Medea, who was thinly dressed, get up from the floor and exclaimed in disbelief:

"Are you the devil?"

"Did I go to the wrong room?" Asker subconsciously looked around.

That's right, it's the furnishings of my own room.

"You're in the wrong room." He said it as a matter of course.

Medea: ..................

"I'm not wrong." She sat down on the edge of the bed, not daring to continue to tease the head of the regiment directly, just flicked her burgundy hair, "I'm here to talk to you." ”

"What are you talking about?" Asker was a little speechless.

"How can I comprehend the skills of manipulating the law?" Medea said with a smile.

"Didn't I say that?" Asker said, "There are two paths: either you have an epiphany with violent mood swings, and the downside is that the skills you come up with are not necessarily what you want." ”

"Either you can deepen your understanding of the law through targeted learning. That's how I took it. ”

"But the former will be faster, right?" Medea moved her ass quietly, moving a little closer to him.

"Fast comes at a price." Aske was continuing to explain, when he suddenly realized that the distance between the two sides was a little wrong - Medea was almost in his arms.

"Actually, you don't have to be that anxious." He grabbed Medea's fragrant shoulder, and under the expectant gaze of the other party, he turned Miss Succubus's body around, "There is also a problem between the law and the transcendent himself, which can generally be seen from the speed of the transcendent's comprehension of the law condensation ceremony. ”

"The fact that you can perceive the manipulation ritual so quickly shows that you are an old yin yourself...... Old wisdom, then the speed of comprehending skills will definitely not be slow. ”

"But people want to be faster." Medea turned around in disgust, with a coquettish tone, and began to tempt the head of the regiment with full power, "Why do Peggy and Eleanor have several skills, but I don't have one?" Are you biased, commander? ”

"I didn't!" Aske said irritably, deciding to find a reason to kick her out, "Comprehension skills are a long-term process, and you can't take shortcuts by relying on boring means like night raids. ”

He got out of bed, put his arms around Medea's waist, then lifted her up by the waist, opened the door and threw her out.

"Asker!" As soon as I opened the door, I saw Peggy standing outside the door, and said embarrassedly, "The upper limit of the magic tide is already Lv.20, so I want to ......"

Before she could finish her sentence, Medea had already fallen on top of her.

Asker closed the door, locked it, and went back to bed.

"One by one, they don't put their minds on the right karma......" he thought helplessly, silently pulling the quilt up and blocking his ears.

Outside, the sound of succubi and blood maidens arguing began. Crisp and angry, it was Peggy, and Medea was charming and impatient, and soon alarmed the girls in the other rooms.

And the main owner, Asker, was already asleep in the room.