"Thank you for your cooperation, let's go back first."

Emotionless polite words, no sincerity at all.

As the voice fell, the golden teleportation interface reappeared.

Marcus was the first to enter, followed by the Bismarck brothers. The latter didn't even say the slightest goodbye. After all, the profession of the jury itself is not welcome, and casual politeness will make some people gain an inch.

When the three beautiful men of the elven clan disappeared into the teleportation circle, the circle disappeared immediately.

At the same time, the golden spell in the room was also shattered. Turned into countless golden fireflies.

"Whew" "Ahhh "Hey......

Several generals sighed in turn.

Some of them bent down to touch their heads and pressed their elbows on the table.

Some leaned back at the sky and leaned back in their chairs.

"It's all something. Can this be a little more excessive?!"

"yes, I finally got a mass-produced high-end weapon (blueprint), and I just got it back."

"Hey, can we only defend passively like this for the rest of our lives?"

Fu Wen, Wen Xinghai, and Edward said indignantly.

"Okay, I know you're unwilling, but this is the Pope's order, don't mention it again, let's go out first."

Hua Zhe shook his hand and said helplessly.

"Yes", "Okay", "Then I'll take my leave." "Let's go first"

When a few people saw that the commander-in-chief was displeased, they didn't say anything more.

They nodded, gave a military salute, and left in silence.

[Camera turn]

Where: Imperial Cathedral – Worship Hall.

The light path that enters the interior through the stained glass illuminates the towering interior of the church.

The patterns depicted on the ceiling, which are tens of meters high, are as gorgeous as a kaleidoscope.

Whether it is the finely carved stone wall, or the clean tile floor, or the exquisite workmanship of the tables and chairs, they all reveal a strong capital taste.

Luxurious yet majestic.

With a flash of golden light, Marcus and the others appeared in the center of the empty church hall.

It's not a Sunday, so the main church is not open.

The head of the Inquisition, Zasir: "Marcus, I will leave it to you to report to the Pope, and we will go back first."

"Okay."

With that, the golden square teleportation circle appeared again.

With it, the Bismarck brothers disappeared.

As a result of the conversation, a pair of slender hands pushed open the side door of the worship hall.

"Lord Vicar, you're back?"

A nun from the Red Devil clan trotted to Marcus's side.

"I'm back. What about the Pope?"

"Your Holiness the Pope, in Room 1. I'm having a meeting with the other bishops."

"Oh, thanks, you're busy."

With that, Marcus left the worship hall.

Click, click, click.

Leather shoes stepped on the floor tiles with a crisp sound.

Knock knock (knock on the door)

"Enter" (inside the door)

"Sorry, I'm late." As he spoke, Marcus walked into the staircase-style conference room.

And the moment he entered the door, his expression crossed with a hint of surprise.

Because the Bismarck brothers, who had just said that they would go back first, were already sitting in the room, and they had changed into ordinary monastic clothes.

"Huh?! You guys! Marcus was surprised.

But in reality, the two didn't lie to Marcus. They did go back, but when they did, they found that the Pope was looking for them, so they turned back.

"It's not too late, you're back just in time."

Pope Chris Warser de Valolet, as if he had expected this to return at this time, had a calmness on his face that was under control.

Marcus smiled kindly, and then found a place to sit.

At this time, there were a total of 30 people in the conference room, and all of them were elves.

They are the Pope, the president and deputy of the jury, the president and vice president of the Magity, 3 vicar vicarnators, 3 bishops of the Holy See, 3 archbishops, and 16 priests from other cities.

"Guys, what I'm going to say next is very important, so please 'must' take it seriously."

Chris said as he tapped his baton at the 3-meter-high screen (white wall) behind him.

Immediately, a cute and cute round-faced Lori (photo) replaced the original dense text on the screen. It's ninety-nine when she wears a nun's garment!

"This?" "The Nightless?"

"Who is this?" "I haven't seen it......"

"Is it a wanted man?" "What a cute little vampire"

"What a strange eye......"

When the image of Ninety-Nine appeared in front of everyone's eyes, a thousand strange ideas also appeared.

But after all, they are all dalao with heads and faces, and they are used to pretending to be cold in front of the Red Devil Clan, so no one spoke, just thought silently in their hearts.

At most, I can mumble to someone I know or someone next to me.

The Pope continued: "This is the honored guest of our empire. Whatever the circumstances, 'we' must treat each other with courtesy."

"Huh?" "What?"

Some people immediately showed different expressions, and some even showed angry expressions.

A female archbishop, sitting next to Fenrir, raised her hand and questioned, "Your Excellency, how can we have such a distinguished guest when we are at odds with the Nightless Clan? Don't...... She's half-blooded?"

Long golden curly hair, proud figure, and that solemn monastic robe, giving people a domineering attitude that is completely different from Fenrir.

And when her voice fell, another group of elves showed accusatory and angry looks.

"What!? Hybrid? ”

"How can you mix with such a filthy race as the Nightless!"

"It's nonsense!"

Some of the elves even trembled with anger.

But even so, no one spoke directly.

After all, if this is the child of a big man, he will be in trouble.

The reason why the so-called adults talk little is probably like this.

However, at this moment, when most of the elves showed expressions of surprise or anger, the Pope suddenly spoke:

"No, she's not half-blood...... But she's a traverser."

As soon as these words came out, the audience was in an uproar.

"What!?"

"Traverser?!"

"Traverser?!" "Traverser?" "What is a traverser?"

From the shocked words of these people, it is not difficult to hear that some people know about the traverser, and some people do not.

"That's right, it's the Traverser. There are some of you here who don't know if it's a traverser, so I'll make a brief summary."

As he spoke, the Pope shook the baton in his hand and began to 'lecture' in the air:

"The narrow definition of a time-traveler is: a person from another world."

"They are often gifted and have knowledge of the 'other worlds.'"

"Many fields in my country have become more perfect and complete because of the help of these talents."

"Finance, law, technology, biology, etc., many fields have been helped by them."

The Pope spoke eloquently.

As he spoke, the lines and paragraphs of glowing words floating in the air continued to increase, like a teacher in a magic school.

From time to time, some illustrations pop up (all books: financial books, codes, scientific papers, biology papers).