In the face of the other party's inquiry, Mara's expression was a little dazed when she heard that her baby might become a holy son in the future, and her eyes were not so wary when she looked at Orpheus.

Alan saw that Mara seemed to be a little entangled, and secretly screamed in his heart.

What is the Holy Son, even if it is just a candidate, even if he will not become the Grand Pope, he will become the Cardinal Archbishop of the major dioceses in the future, if he becomes the Holy Son, it is really one person under ten thousand people, Alan does not know what the treatment of the Holy Son is, but looking at Mara's appearance, he is definitely moved.

"I respect your opinion, Pastor Mara." Orpheus asked again.

Mara struggled for a second or two, and after glancing at Fan Di, she finally said with a resolute face: "I'm sorry, Holy Son, I hope the child stays here and accompanies my father. ”

Orpheus shook his head slightly, and said with a smile: "Don't be in a hurry to refuse, I can give you time to think about it." ”

"No!" Mara shook her head firmly and said, "I'm sorry Holy Son, I've already thought it through. ”

Allen's heart was relieved, and he hurriedly interjected: "Come less, what kind of thing is a candidate for the Holy Son, it's useless to be your father or the Great Pope, isn't it Mara?" ”

Orpheus also seemed to breathe a sigh of relief, and said with a relaxed face: "Well, I respect Pastor Mara's opinion. ”

After finishing speaking, Orpheus looked at Alan and said, "It is definitely impossible for a child to become my father or the archpope, because they are all the same person. ”

Alan was dumbfounded, Fandy and Mara were also dumbfounded, Ronningt's expression changed drastically, and he took a slight step forward, protecting Orpheus's side.

Orpheus winked at Allen and said, "So in the name of the Great Pope and the Holy Son, I allow the son of the pastor Mara, in the name of the candidate of the Holy See for the Holy Son, to spread the glory of the Holy Father in the Great Wasteland. ”

Fan Di looked inexplicable and said, "You mean, you mean that this child can stay here, and stay here with the permission of the Holy See, and no one will come to ask for this child, right?" ”

"Yes, respected Master Fan Di, I assure you in the name of the Holy Son and the Great Pope." Orpheus looked at Eren and said, "You say yes, Chief Bloodhoof. ”

This time, Mara and Fan Di did not refuse, but nodded hurriedly in joy.

The previous refusal was because it was unknown whether the child would become a candidate for the Holy Son, but Orpheus decided this matter in the name of the Holy Son and his father, the Great Pope, and allowed the child not to return to the Holy See's sphere of influence, and the family did not have to endure the pain of parting, this result can be regarded as a big step beyond expectations, and the two could not think of a better ending than this.

"High, really high!" Alan gave a thumbs up and said: "Three birds with one stone, Orpheus, you are really worthy of the name of the Holy Son, first, the Holy Light Castle has suffered heavy losses, but a Holy Son candidate with two bloodlines was born, and even the barbarian tribe protected this Holy Son candidate under the arrangement of the Holy Father, it is conceivable that the future achievements of this Holy Son candidate with extraordinary background are limitless." ”

"Second?" Orpheus smiled, nodding in approval.

"Pull the barbarians in the wasteland to the warship of the Holy See, since the Beamon orcs have the intention of invading south, sooner or later they will set foot on the Great Wasteland, and then the 80,000 barbarians will be the vanguard, is it a few days later, the Holy See Holy Mountain will send someone to negotiate with the Great Chief? The barbarians suffered a dumb loss, because Beamon already held a grudge against our Bloodhoof tribe, or the eighty thousand barbarians in the wasteland, and the big chief had no choice but to offend both sides, and he would definitely not refuse the olive branch that the Holy Mountain had thrown over conveniently. ”

"Yes, the temples that stayed in the southern diocese actually reported the matter to the Grand Pope with my permission." Orpheus glanced at Alan appreciatively, and his expression was not at all like a teenager, but like an old fox in his seventies and eighties.

"Third... Third... Third, I didn't expect it. Alan smiled awkwardly.

"Really?" Orpheus looked inexplicable.

His wisdom is like a demon, Alan sighed in his heart, not to mention the third, it is the fourth, the fifth and the sixth, and his heart is as clear as a mirror.

Orpheus left the child in the Bloodhoof Tribe, and also established a bond with the Holy See.

Since the child has settled in the Bloodhoof Tribe, then the Bloodhoof people will treat this child as a family member, and Orpheus knows that he Alan and other Bloodhoof warriors value love and righteousness, and will definitely protect the child thoroughly, at that time, the Beamon Orcs will invade in a big way, as long as the Holy See announces to the outside world that the candidate for the Holy Son is here, plus there is a Dina who is also in the Bloodhoof Tribe, the first thing that the Beamon Orcs will definitely eradicate is the Bloodhoof Tribe.

The Holy See sent a legion when the time comes, called the Candidate for the Protection of the Holy Son, which is actually to fight against Beamon, how can the Bloodhoof Tribe, or the barbarians of the Wasteland, refuse the Holy See Legion to enter the Great Wasteland at that time? How can the barbarians of the wasteland stand by and watch the two parties fight on their own territory and remain indifferent, and in the end they must choose an ally, as for who to choose, the idiots know!

However, if you want to come to the Holy See to face the behemoth of the Beamon Orcs, it will definitely attract all forces, and when the time comes, Manstein and the Great Chief Tribe believe that they will not refuse, because the Beamon Orcs will definitely take advantage of the situation to exterminate the barbarians after they set foot on the Great Wasteland.

Moreover, the Holy See can completely publicize to the outside world, and the barbarians of the wasteland, under the inspiration of the Holy Father, not only guarded the Holy Light Castle, but also acted as the bodyguard of the candidate for the Holy Son, all of which is logical, and there are no loopholes at all.

Knowing that this was a conspiracy, Alan couldn't refuse, he could get Mara and Fandi to refuse the child's useless candidate title, but the Holy See could claim the innocent baby in the name of the child's father who died in battle.

Although Alan wanted to refuse, how to refuse, what he needed to refuse was not Orpheus or the Holy See, but Fan Di and Mara, as well as the little guy in front of him.

It's not that Alan didn't think of this, but he didn't want to tell everything in front of Fandi and Mara.

He didn't want Fan Di and Mara to blame themselves, and he didn't want the little old man to know that he had become an ignorant pawn who wanted to blackmail himself, the Bloodhoof Tribe, and even the 80,000 Wasteland Barbarians.

No wonder the other party will reveal his identity in the hostile sphere of influence, because the other party does not have to worry about Alan turning his face at all, he believes that Orpheus has the same concern as him, that is, the Beamon orcs, but Alan has no source of information, and the other party should have something to know quietly.

Alan gave Orpheus a thumbs up and left the room first.

Orpheus followed suit.

"I think if you are reincarnated on the side of Bimon, the first coach of Bimon will not have anything to do with Mourinho." Alan said angrily.

"Yes, Chief Bloodhoof, you're overrated."

"When did Beamon go on a big attack?" Alan looked at the green-faced Orpheus, who was nearly a head shorter than himself, I really don't know how the Holy See cultivated this kind of freak, it seems that the genes are still strong, and the Great Pope, as the first person to overlord the southern territory of the continent, gave birth to a son who is not an ordinary person.

"I don't know, but I'm sure that there will be a war between the north and the south." Orpheus looked at the north and said: "The north is too barren, it is no longer suitable for the overfertile Beamon orcs to continue to recuperate, and they have cultivated enough, and the south is too rich, and Beamon's forbearance has reached the limit." ”

"Even if there is no Mara matter, you stay in the Bloodhoof Tribe, and you have always wanted to find an opportunity to tie us, or even 80,000 barbarians, to the chariot of your Holy See, which is the main reason why you and Ronningt did not leave, right?"

Orpheus nodded and said: "Before that, we already knew that Beamon would attack sooner or later, but we didn't know that Mourinho would attack the Holy Light Fort to start the first battle, and I came from the Holy Mountain, originally preparing to negotiate an alliance with the noble Grand Chief Manstein." ”

"Oh, then my heart is a little better, I always let the big chief tribe take the blame, and I don't want to go."

Orpheus smiled and said, "Isn't this good, no matter what, if you and I become allies in the future, and all the hatred between you and the Holy See is resolved, do you really think that you can shake the Holy See with your Bloodhoof Tribe?" ”

Alan nodded in agreement and said, "You're right, you're not afraid of thieves stealing, you're afraid of thieves." ”

"Your analogy is very accurate, but the Holy See is not a thief, but a human overlord that neither your Bloodhoof tribe nor the 80,000 barbarians can contend with."

Orpheus's expression was very flat, but it was true that no matter how the Bloodhoof Tribe developed, it could even lead the rapid development of 80,000 barbarians, but it was a fool's dream to fight against the Holy See, backed by the Fierce Beast Forest and 80,000 barbarians, at most it was just a passive defense.

"It seems that the lives of the Iron Rider Legion are really worthless." Alan smiled and said, "What about Huront, what about the Earth Walking Dragon Legion?" What about my title of son of chaos? ”

Alan didn't wait for Orpheus to answer, stood up and shook his head slightly and smiled: "Don't say it, this feeling of being used is very bad, let's go." ”

Alan didn't need Orpheus to give him an answer, because he knew that under the threat of Beamon's imminent invasion, not to mention that Alan was just holding the title of a son of chaos, even if he gave the wife of the Great Pope, that is, Orpheus, his mother was strong, the Holy Mountain should endure it, not to mention the 80,000 barbarians on the front line, maybe the Holy Mountain has already begun to contact the Ice and Snow Goddess Sect behind Beamon.

The total annihilation of the Iron Horse Beast Legion is already a fait accompli, and no one can change it, and it will not be of much interest if the Holy See pursues it further, let alone the Huron and the Earth Walking Dragon Legion, for the Holy Mountain or the Great Pope, it is just a butcher's knife or a chess piece in the hand.

How can a chess player care about the feelings of the chess pieces?

Looking at Allen's departing figure, Orpheus no longer had that sad or unhappy expression, and his eyes were inexplicable.

Chief of the Bloodhoof, Lord Allen.

Heh, are you still so arrogant?

The first tribe of the wasteland, Bloodhoof, under his command the two extreme powerhouses of the Yasheng Magician and the Sword Saint, the shepherd commanded all the fierce beasts in the fierce beast forest.

His father was in charge of the military power of the Rock Kingdom, a powerful human power.

He is also friendly with Princess Hathaway of the Duchy of Lotle, and her personal butler is the top nobleman of the Duchy of Lotre incognito.

The Hammer Castle Dwarves and the Giants of the Plains are your allies.

Behind the 80,000 barbarians in the wasteland, the bloodhoof tribe led by the bloodhoof tribe is known as the light of the revival of the wilderness ancient plain, and the place of pilgrimage for all tribes.

Allen, Allen, how can you be worth more now than that of an old-eyed and stubborn man like Manstein.

Orpheus originally wanted to stop Allen, but then he was silent and let him go.

In my heart, I was thinking: When I stepped into the southern diocese, what I originally wanted to win over was your Bloodhoof tribe, Manstein's idea, which is not important to me.