In the Pope's office, two men stared at each other, invisible sparks shining in the air.

The necromancer shrugged: "Say, take Ji Li away, what do you want to do?" ”

A smile appeared on Clement's face: "It's not interesting to ask that...... The rest of our conversation was not appropriate for Kiri to hear, I just saw what you were thinking, and helped you find a suitable excuse, shouldn't you thank me? ”

"When it comes to gratitude, the one who needs to express gratitude the most is you." The necromancer shrugged his shoulders, looked around at the various historic decorations in the Oval Office, and said in a casual tone, "When I came, I thought that you had to make a choice to solve the dilemma of public opinion in the Holy See today, and you did make a choice, and it was better than I imagined...... But don't you think the temple doesn't have a backup to deal with it? Even if you try to win the hearts and minds of the people and send clergy to give propaganda and explanations, you still have some fatal flaws and disadvantages. ”

Sigma bent down, stared into Clement's eyes, and said softly, "You are also trying to cover up the news, you don't want the believers to know that they are sitting on a powerful time bomb, and you don't want Nolan to know that the Holy See is helpless by an organization called the Templars...... The most important thing is ......"

The corners of the necromancer's mouth were hooked, revealing a sneering smile: "You, and the Great Cardinals, have done something akin to a coup d'état, trapping the true Holy See in the Archangel number, exercising administrative power as if nothing happened, keeping all believers and middle and lower class clergy in the dark...... These are some Achilles' heels that can be exploited......"

He chuckled sadly, "If the temple knew about it, they wouldn't have hesitated to take advantage of it...... Now sue me if the Temple knew about the coup d'état that took place here not long ago. So what does that mean? ”

Clement said quietly: "This kind of thing, you don't have to worry about it." ”

Sigma sneered, "You're dancing on the tip of a knife, if you don't handle it well, no matter what the outcome of this time is, you'll be finished." Countless accusations and curses will pour in you, killing innocents, ruling by oppression, and plotting to usurp the throne...... In any case, your political career in Cloudsdale will come to an end, and even being an ascetic is a luxury......"

The Grand Judge smiled faintly: "Do you think I will care about this?" As you said. It's my job, and I'm going to do it...... I can do something to protect the Holy See, and in the end, the truth will be revealed, and disgruntled people will find out. It turned out that it was only the acting Pope who had done all the appalling things, and the real Holy See had been imprisoned by his plot, but His Majesty the Pope of Cloudsdale was still benevolent and forgiving, and was a great leader......"

Sigma snorted.

Clément shook his head and smiled: "What, don't you believe what I say?" ”

"For Kelly's sake, I'll take half of it." The necromancer bent over, his hands propped up on the table, and looked into the archigo's eyes. Said coldly, "If it weren't for that, how could I have stood idly by until now?" Crément. I already know what you want to do. In your speech to launch a war of public opinion, you are stirring up the opposition between the Holy Light and magic, trying to portray the Holy See as a character who fights tenaciously under the attack of magic, and secretly guiding the believers to be hostile to magic. You have to find a way to create an imaginary enemy to unite the forces of the entire Holy See, I know about this. You still have a lot of manuscripts and back-ups, but I advise you to say a word...... Don't overdo it. ”

His voice grew deeper. But not a word can be ignored, as if a whisper from the River Styx, blowing the wind that devours life: "Indeed, dealing with the current crisis is the most important thing, but if you and the Holy See take advantage of this crisis to promote the idea of magical threats, stir up the hostility of believers across the continent towards magic, and offend the interests of Atlas and even the entire mage world, you better think about whether the Holy See still has the strength to face the wrath of the mage world even if you can withstand the light of destruction." ”

Sigma smiled grimly: "Don't think that when the time comes, you can reveal everything as soon as you choose to die, we necromancers are not so easy to deal with......"

"I can see it...... It's the Deathwing that the entire Atlas has high hopes for. Clement nodded, with an admiring look on his face, and stroked his palm, "To be honest, my impression of you is getting better and better. If it weren't for you this time, we wouldn't have caught that exploding maniac so quickly, and thus gained hope of opening up the situation, and you seem to be able to guess the actions and tactics that the Temple is about to take every time, and figure out a set of defensive countermeasures as quickly as possible, such as the ...... the Temple has taken this time Well, you call it public opinion warfare, a very appropriate name. Your vision is unique and forward-looking, and you can see at a glance the essence of something new, like the information warfare used by the Temple this time...... The cardinals of the College of Cardinals are all wise men, but they will inevitably be at a loss when they first come into contact with this new method of warfare, and I have thought for a long time before I thought of a way to deal with it, but you seem to have grasped the essence of this new method of warfare early......"

Sigma said expressionlessly, "Are you here to praise me?" ”

"This is not a boast, it is an exposition." Clement smiled slightly—but it was true that the honest man who seemed to be unsmiling and moody only added credibility and accomplishment to the compliment, and although Sigma did not speak, his expression was obviously much soothed, and he only listened to the acting pope continue, "I heard that you have always had a good opinion of the Holy See, and when you were young, you dreamed of becoming a paladin...... Now that I think about it, it's a pity, if I had discovered you at that time, even if your Holy Light qualifications were mediocre, I would have taken you as a student, the only student, at any cost, and would do my best to train you, so that you could take charge of the Inquisition and become the leader of the next generation of Blackfriars. ”

Sigma was stunned for a moment, then spread her hands and smiled, "If this is digging the foot of the wall, isn't it too late?" ”

"I said, this is to illustrate a fact...... I just think it's a pity, that's all. Clement looked at Sigma with a sincere expression. What is the most important factor in becoming a leader? Strength is the most secondary...... Especially in the Holy See, strength alone can never be sincerely respected. Your persistence, your passion, your intelligence, your thinking. You have a flexible mind and you are quick to accept new things...... The most important thing is that your essence is actually the same as mine, we are one kind of people, Sigma, and we are all willing to do our best for the things that are cherished in our hearts. Even if you let loneliness and pain gnaw at your heart......"

Sigma lowered his eyes and said lightly: "Your Majesty Clem, don't you think your words are a bit too much today?" ”

A cold glint flashed in the Acting Pope's eyes, and then quietly disappeared, and he took a deep breath. shook his head: "It's just that I sat in this position that I was once obsessed with, but I didn't feel as sweet and happy as I imagined, so I just felt a little emotional." ”

He stood up and stroked the back of the chair, which had been rubbed countless times by successive popes, and each generation of legendary powerhouses accompanied him day and night, and even gave the chair some of the light attributes of a holy relic, staring at the chair, a symbol of power and faith. The Grand Adjudicator's eyes were a little complicated - as if he was staring at his otherwise obsessive and fanatical self.

"In my early years, in the days when the Holy See had just ascended the throne, I was not reconciled. Tossing and turning every night, roaring countless times in dreams, unquenchable anger and jealousy burning every sleepless night, why him, why not me, I could have done better......" He gently patted the back of his chair. "And now, I kind of get it. This position is not as easy as imagined, and the weight and mission contained in this chair. More than I could have imagined...... This sacred seat did not stain my heart with more sacredness, sitting on it, I only felt suffocated and oppressed, just like the whole holy mountain, hundreds of millions of believers, all the dreams and hopes of all people, all pressed on me......"

Sigma blinked, "So, do you want to admit it?" ”

"Don't." Clement closed his eyes and opened them again, his eyes that had just become a little tired became as thick and sharp as a sword again, and he smiled slightly, "It is precisely because the mission is so heavy that it is necessary to fight endlessly. ”

He let out a long sigh of relief, looked at Sigma, and smiled faintly, "Alright, the time to whine and whine like a coward has passed...... Sigma, would you be interested in coming with me to the Inquisition again? The Templar disciple I caught last night, I decided to interrogate it myself, and time was running out. According to the reports submitted, before the Knights of Judgment arrived, a necromancer had inflicted indescribable and indescribable horrific torture on the suspect, nearly destroying the suspect's psychological defenses and human dignity...... I think it would have worked well to have you skimming around during the interrogation, and maybe you could extract some useful clues from the clues in the other party's confession. ”

Sigma gouged her nostrils: "Not interested." ”

"Sargeras, they can put up with people like you...... It seems that their tempers have been much better lately. Clement touched his chin and muttered, "Let me think about what will impress you......"

Sigma also touched her chin and said in a deep voice: "Let that blonde lady named Helena dye her hair purple, put on a super tight transparent gray silk dress and let me play for two days, and I will go to ......"

"You want benefits, don't you......" Clement pretended not to hear him, and muttered for a moment, his eyes lit up, "Well, you can pick any dark creature in the Iron Prison of Thorns and take it away, how about it?" ”

The necromancer was obviously a little moved, and said deliberately: "The dark creatures in there have been abused by you for hundreds of years, and most of them are all demented and stupid, I want to come to have hair?" Besides, those who are not stupid must have also committed heinous crimes and have a blood feud with your Holy See, if one day it suddenly becomes free, and then runs out to mess around, wouldn't you ......"

"As I said, Sigma, we're actually the same kind of people." Clemand interrupted the necromancer's words and smiled, "If that happens, I'm afraid we clergymen won't need to do it...... You're sure to go to the ends of the earth and kill it at any cost. ”

Sigma snorted, "Lead the way...... On the way, let's discuss the price, I'll tell you first, this dark creature is my appearance fee, bonuses, transportation expenses, mental damage fees, tea fees, and consulting fees are all calculated separately, I sue you, you have to add money, of course you can choose not to add, but I will give you a preventive injection in advance......"

The Acting Pope left with a blank face, and Sigma next to him chased after him, still chattering, and this very discordant combination departed like this, and they would set off from the secret passage of the Papal Palace to the Inquisition.

What the Acting Pope didn't know was that five minutes after the two left, a figure sneakily appeared in the corridor leading to the Holy See's office, and after making sure that there was no one, she came to the Oval Office, quietly activated a mechanism, and then walked down the unfolded underground staircase, watching on guard.

This is...... A secret passage to the Archangel number.

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"Inquisition...... "This is the second time Sigmar has been here, this notorious papal institution in the dark world is not as eerie as imagined, full of filth hidden in the sun, he and the Grand Inquisitor walked out of the secret passage, and a moment later, someone came to greet him.

"Salute you, Your Excellency the Grand Judge." The high-ranking monk on duty saluted Clement and then looked at Sigma with a polite and questioning gaze.

The necromancer smiled slightly, "Hello, my name is Sigma. ”

The Blackfriar's eyes immediately changed—Sigma had expected that there should be anger rolling in the Blackfriar's eyes when he heard his name...... After all, he almost demolished this place a few days ago, and now in the air of the judgment office, he can still smell the faint breath of death power, but there is no anger in the other party's eyes, but a kind of ...... Shocked and terrified?

I rub ...... Why is the blackfriar so cowardly?

"Prepare, we're going to the Iron Prison of Thorns." Clement said lightly.

"Obey ......" the blackfriar saluted, and then ran briskly to the back, Sigmar was good, and heard the creature's broken thoughts, "I need to send someone to strengthen the defense of the toilets in the Judgment House......" (To be continued) R466