"Boy, you're the current owner of the Scythe of Urban." Archbishop Thomas furrowed his eyebrows.

"Do you know the Scythe of Urban?" Shen Ying asked curiously, but after thinking about it, of course he should have known that this scythe of Urbans was a holy weapon of the Holy See at all, and every high-ranking member of the Holy See knew it, not to mention Thomas, a cardinal archbishop.

"Of course I know that the Scythe of Urban, which has been passed down from generation to generation by the commander of my Templar Order, disappeared decades ago, but I didn't expect it to be in your hands, and it will be returned to its original owner!" Archbishop Thomas said with a blank face.

"Returning to its rightful owner? What are you talking about? This scythe of Urban, which I inherited since I was a child, and I took the initiative to recognize the Lord, and now that I am its master, why should I return it to its original owner? Shen Ying shrugged.

"Oh? Then you don't give it? Archbishop Thomas's face was gloomy for a moment, he was very unhappy, he had to refuse others' shares in the Holy See, and others must obey unconditionally.

"Give? Why should it be given to you? Archbishop Thomas, don't you look like a respectable cardinal now? How can you rob a believer's property openly? Shen Ying pretended to be bullied, and his eyes were still watery.

"Huh...... Are you also a believer? As far as I know, the monks in the East did not have followers of the Lord, and this holy object belonged to the Holy See, and it belonged to its original owner. "Archbishop Thomas's face was so gloomy that he could even drip water.

"Then you mean that if I don't give it to you, I'm going to rob it?" Shen Ying asked.

"It's not a robbery, it's just to get back what belongs to me!" Archbishop Thomas said.

"Doesn't that mean that?" Shen Ying tilted his head, "And Archbishop Thomas, I'm curious, even if it's for the Holy See, how did it become your thing?" ”

"I'm the current leader of the Knights Templar, and if it's not mine, it's yours!" Thomas was on the verge of making a move.

"It's mine, it's just that you want to take advantage of it." Shen Ying once again pretended to be bullied.

"Boy! My patience is limited, don't force me to do it! "Thomas is on the verge of anger, he, the leader of the Knights Templar, has always been unjustifiable, and sometimes even becomes the talk of others, which makes the good-looking Thomas very angry, the fundamental reason is that the loss of the scythe of Urban, the symbol of the leader's status, has finally appeared in front of him, and he must get it at all costs.

"Look at it! Isn't this still a robbery? Shen Ying shrugged and said.

"Boy! You've managed to provoke me, and I'll kill you even if you give it away now! "Thomas's whole body was in the air, and his clothes were blown around.

"If you give it, you will die, and if you don't give it, you will die, so you can't give it to you." Shen Ying said provocatively.

"Kid looking for death!"

Rumble~~!

An astonishing momentum erupted in Thomas's body, and then he suddenly disappeared, and in an instant, he also came behind Shen Ying, and then kicked Shen Ying with a whip leg.

Shen Ying only felt a strong wind rushing behind his head and knew that it was Thomas, so he also dodged the blow and came to the top of Thomas's head, and then rotated in the air with his waist as the axis and kicked the top of Thomas's head with his heel, and then the force of the rotation This kick is very strong in terms of speed and strength.

At the same time, Xiao Yao and Clark were much more peaceful, and the two were talking all the time, without the slightest intention of making a move.

"Boy, I'm here for your own good, let's leave, the things here are not for you to manage, be careful of your life!" Archbishop Clark said.

"Your Excellency, you have also seen the current situation, it's not that we don't want to go, but we can't go anymore, you look around, you look at them." Xiao Yao stretched out his hand towards Shen Ying and Thomas, who were in full swing, "Your Excellency Archbishop Clark, you said that we want to leave now, and besides you, will anyone else agree?" We're a group of five tonight, how many are left? Now the Duke of Leicester is the only one left to go to the Pope's place, it is still unknown whether he can meet the Pope smoothly, his son George is now unknown whether he is alive or dead, it turns out that London's daughter is also in danger now, and my good friend, the first enemy we encountered was blocked by him, but he has not joined us until now, we have made such great efforts, do you think we can leave? Xiao Yao asked Archbishop Clark rhetorically.

"Alas~" Archbishop Clark sighed, "You don't know what kind of danger you are in, death is a trivial matter, and the slightest carelessness will be wiped out!" ”

"We know, but now that we're stuck in this quagmire, the only thing we can do is to fight hard and struggle to survive, and we can't do so much about the rest." Xiao Yao looked at Archbishop Clark and said, but he had another plan in his heart, why would he persuade us to leave? Is it really just because he is the godfather of the Duke of Leicester? Or is there something else in it that he doesn't know about?

While he was thinking about it, Archbishop Clark spoke, "It's useless, even if you can let Edward meet the Pope?" The Pope won't pay attention to him, and even the Pope can't control the affairs here! ”

"What?!"

Xiao Yao was taken aback when he heard Archbishop Clark finish speaking, the amount of information in Archbishop Clark's words is a bit large, what do you mean that even if you see the Pope, it is useless? What happened to the Pope? Why can't the Pope control it? Even the Pope can't control that, how big of a deal does that have to be? What kind of danger will the Duke of Leicester have? Xiao Yao's brain was running rapidly.

"Why? Is it ......?"

Xiao Yao asked, but he didn't continue, because he thought of a terrible possibility, an impossible situation.

"Did you think of that?" Archbishop Clark furrowed an eyebrow.

"Uh...... I may be thinking a little wrong. Xiao Yao scratched his head.

"Alas! You think it's a bit biased, the Pope is not dead, and there is no one in this world who can kill the Pope at all. Archbishop Clark said.

"You...... How do you know what I'm thinking? Xiao Yao was shocked, what he just wanted to say was that the Pope was dead, he was shocked why Archbishop Clark could know what was going on in his heart? Or is it just a coincidence? But he believes it's just a coincidence.

"Hehe, it's not a coincidence!" Archbishop Clark crossed his fingers on his waist and said lightly.

"What!! What did you say!! ”

Xiao Yao was shocked again, he really knew what was going on in his heart? This...... How is this possible!

"You're thinking well, kid, I do know what's going on in your mind." Archbishop Clark smiled slightly, his expression still amiable.

"Is it true?" After Xiao Yao confirmed it, he suddenly found that he was actually not so shocked, because he was already mentally prepared, and he was thinking about a countermeasure in his heart, that is, how not to let the other party know what he was thinking, because this feeling was very bad, like standing naked in front of others.

"It's a real child, but you don't have to bother thinking about anything, what you think about doesn't have any effect." Archbishop Clark said again. ……