"Charles? Oh, that bastard, betrayed the Holy See, disobeyed His Majesty the Pope, blasphemed the gods, and has been put to death by me. ”

Ye Xuan sneered a few times, his cold eyes stared at those white-robed archmages, and shouted.

"What?!"

The white-robed archmages looked stunned, their eyes widened, and they said in surprise, "You mean that Archbishop Charles has betrayed the Holy See. ”

"Of course! This [Ares Excalibur], falling into my hands, is the best proof of this. ”

Ye Xuan's expression was extremely serious, and he said coldly.

Those white-robed archmages were all shocked when they heard what Ye Xuan said.

Archbishop Charles actually betrayed the Holy See! For members of the Holy See, betrayal of the Holy See is blasphemy, and it is certain death.

[Ares Excalibur] is the magic weapon of Archbishop Charles, and it has great power, and now that [Ares' Excalibur] has fallen into Ye Xuan's hands, it does prove that Archbishop Charles is dead.

Betrayed the Holy See, blasphemed the gods, and was put to death...... This kind of information was mixed in the minds of those white-robed archmages, which was very shocking.

After all, those white-robed archmages were all introduced by Archbishop Charles.

If Archbishop Charles betrayed the Holy See, what about them?

The more they thought about it, the more scared they felt.

But at this time, I only heard Ye Xuan burst out and said fiercely: "You white-robed archmages must be in the same league as Charles's traitor." Kill! ”

Those white-robed archmages didn't even react, and the [Ares Divine Sword] in Ye Xuan's hand had already fallen on their necks.

The bloody head of "Gollum" fell to the ground with a "bang", which was very terrifying.

Amulu, who was timid and frightened, followed Ye Xuan's side closely, and immediately closed his eyes.

Ye Xuan's attack was too ferocious, and those white-robed archmages were executed by Ye Xuan without any power to fight back.

"Humph! Do you French mafiosi still want to stay here? My name is Ye Xuan, and I am the purple-robed archbishop in the Holy See, and my status is outstanding. You have joined forces with the wicked people who have betrayed the Holy See to ambush me, the purple and red-robed archbishop, and when I return to the Holy See, you must denounce your guilt to His Majesty the Pope. ”

Ye Xuan's expression was extremely serious, and his words were full of ruthlessness, he stared coldly at the people around him, and shouted.

"This ......"

Those people who surrounded Ye Xuan were indeed stunned when they heard the Holy See, and they didn't dare to make a move against Ye Xuan.

After all, in France, the Holy See has a position that surpasses that of the French mafia. Moreover, His Majesty the Pope's old immortal fellow has too much power. If His Majesty the Pope makes a move, I am afraid that there will be no one in the whole of France.

"Don't get out of the way yet!"

Ye Xuan snorted coldly, his voice was full of emotion.

Those people's expressions were gloomy, and their faces were wiped with helplessness, but they had no choice but to follow what Ye Xuan said and get out of the way.

"Humph! Count you as acquaintances. ”

Ye Xuan pretended to be very similar, those white-robed archmages, without even having a chance to defend themselves, were charged with the crime of betraying the Holy See by him, and then killed directly.

I have to say that Ye Xuan's shot is indeed extremely ruthless! But it is indeed very inappropriate to deal with such a murderous person without using some despicable and cruel means.

It's still the same sentence, the winner is king, and the loser is the villain! Ye Xuan used this method to execute those white-robed archmages, there was nothing bad about it.

"Not leaving?"

Ye Xuan glanced at Amulu, who was full of panic, and then took Amulu's little hand, carried Jerfa on his back, and left the crowd.

"It seems that the identity of the archbishop of the Holy See, on the French side, is really useful."

After Ye Xuan walked away, he took off the purple-red medal on his chest, took off the purple-red robe on his body, and said with a smile.

"Ahem."

Jeerfa, who was leaning on Ye Xuan's back, coughed heavily a few times, and said weakly: "Of course! The Holy See is very respected on the French side, and the members of the Holy See, in addition to His Majesty the Pope, are the seven red-robed archbishops, and I don't know when there will be another purple-robed archbishop of you. ”

"Huh?"

Ye Xuan looked puzzled and said in surprise, "Don't you suspect that I am a fake purple-robed archbishop?" ”

"The purple robe can be faked, but ...... That fuchsia medal can't be faked. Because, on that purple-red medal, there is a special mark of the Holy See. ”

Jerfa chuckled a few times, and when Ye Xuan took off the purple-red medal just now, Jerfa just glanced at it casually, and judged that Ye Xuan's identity as a purple-robed archbishop was real.

This surprised Jerfa! As the leader of the French mafia, Jerfa is naturally very clear about the structure of the members of the Holy See, and he has never heard that there is an extra purple and red-robed archbishop in the Holy See. But Jerfa confirmed that the purple-red medal was real, which proved that Ye Xuan's purple-robed archbishop identity was also true.

Don't...... His Majesty, is it really about to step aside?

Jerfa looked puzzled, surprised in his heart, and said, "Ye Xuan, are you really Jerke's friend?" ”

"Of course!"

Ye Xuan didn't think about it, and subconsciously responded.

"But you are the purple-robed archmage of the Holy See. If nothing else, you should be the next pope. You should know what Jack will be in the future. ”

Jerfa lowered his voice, glanced at Amuru, and stopped talking.

"Hehe, between friends, is identity really that important?"

Ye Xuan smiled bitterly a few times, shook his head, looked at Yamulu who was holding his little hand, and said, "Mr. Jerfa, do you know who this little nurse is?" ”

"I don't know."

Jerfa shook his head.

"Well, she's the daughter of your French Chancellor of Finance, Yadaru. You see, her status is so noble, isn't she also willing to be a little nurse? ”

Ye Xuan smiled and looked at Yamulu very seriously, the latter's face was red at him, and he didn't dare to speak.

"Adaru's daughter...... Has it grown this big? ”

Jerfa was obviously surprised, but more still surprised, and said, "Yes! Between friends, you shouldn't just think about identity. ”

"It's not that you shouldn't, it's that you shouldn't think about identity at all."

Ye Xuan said very seriously: "Even if Gerke can't become the leader of the French mafia in the future, I, Ye Xuan, will still regard Gerke as a friend." ”

Amulu, who was staying beside Ye Xuan, widened her eyes and was extremely stunned, she was completely dazed.

At this moment, who is the person holding her?

Purple robe archbishop...... This identity is too unique. And just now, Jerfa said that the purple robe archbishop is the next pope.

This made Amuru even more surprised.

Pope!

It was a messenger of the gods, and his status was too noble.

And Ye Xuan, just now, said that Jerke may be able to become the leader of the French mafia.

So, who is Mr. Jerfa, who is about to die?

Amurus was completely messy.

What and what is it!

The next pope of the Holy See, the head of the French mafia, and her daughter, Amulu, the French Chancellor of the Exchequer. Needless to say, in this dark night, the three most powerful powers in France have begun to meet for the first time, and have established a very good friendship.

This may be a meeting that will change the future of France!

(End of chapter)