The scorching sun was slowly sinking into the horizon of the imperial capital, taking away the last shimmers of yellow light from the sky, leaving the land to a purple night sky.

Lu Chen took out the fire fold and lit the oil lamp in the room.

So the warm brilliance illuminated this small world again.

"Aren't you really thinking about getting a lighter?" Cromwell suggested, sitting on the sidelines, "I've got more there." ”

Lu Chen tilted his head and thought for a moment, but still shook his head.

Eliot was a very traditional man, and he didn't quite accept novelty like lighters—and now that he had taken over his identity, it was better to keep it that way.

- And it always feels a little strange for a dignified man to light a fire with a lighter.

It's as if he, as a representative of traditional religion, is showing weakness to this industrial age in full swing.

"Whatever you want. Cromwell shrugged.

"You just said that you want to control the Pope, and I agree with that. Lu Chen nodded, "However, is this thing easy to handle?"

"It's not funny. Cromwell smiled wryly and gave a unsurprising answer.

Lu Chen gave him a blank look: dignified cardinal, there is no revolutionary fighting spirit at all, I bah.

"The most critical question is, Paladin. Cromwell shook his head and said, "The Holy Knights have always been a direct subordinate of the Pope, and if we do something unfavorable to the Pope, then this group of paladins will definitely cut off our heads with two-handed swords - this is not a joke, don't look at that group of paladins to you and me respectfully, but they are actually only loyal to the Pope." ”

"Is it possible to plot against the Paladin?" Lu Chen asked seriously.

Just from Cromwell's expression, he knew the answer to the question: impossible.

"Paladins are the most devout in the Church!" Cromwell frowned, "Don't forget, their holy magic grows with the devotion of their faith. It's a fantasy to plot against these fanatical madmen!"

Lu Chen was a little unconvinced: Ye is a divine envoy, a spokesman for divine authority!

Why is the devotion of those paladins dedicated to the Pope?

"So, whatever you have in mind for the Pope, you must first think about what to do with the paladins. Cromwell said, his hand involuntarily clenching the hem of his sleeve, "It is not that there have been seizures of power and civil strife in the history of the church, but every time it has been bloodily suppressed by the paladins! ”

"I'm afraid the parliament and the Wehrmacht are waiting for us to kill each other. Lu Chen snorted, "It's okay, my idea is very simple, isn't it a paladin, and everything will be fine if you overthrow them." ”

Cromwell's mouth widened and he stared blankly at the oracle.

It is estimated that in his opinion, the gods make the Lord not "very simple in thought", but "very simple in mind".

"That's a paladin, Eliot!" Cromwell exclaimed, "Have you ever seen a paladin slash someone?"

The paladin has never seen a person cut people, but a rogue drunkard has seen a person cut people. Lu Chen pursed his lips.

He was very disdainful in his heart: wasn't it just a fight, and it scared Cromwell - this cardinal was too cautious, afraid of the paladins too much, and couldn't see who the real superstar of troubled times was.

"Elliot, listen, why did you say you were going to overthrow the Paladin?" Cromwell glared at the Divine Envoy, "Even within the Empire, the Paladins are among the top warriors, how can you defeat them?"

Lu Chen stood up silently and dusted off his robe.

Cromwell stared blankly at him.

Lu Chen walked to his bed easily, untied a cloth bag, fumbled in it, and took out a weapon and slapped it in front of Cromwell's eyes.

The dignified cardinal was almost blinded by the peerless brilliance of the holy sword "Eternal Fire".

"Cromwell, with this," Lu Chen sneered, "Okay?"

"Eternal Flame ......!" Cromwell glared at the legendary sword in front of him, his expression as if he had hit a ghost in broad daylight, "Y-where did you get it?

"I'm asking you, Cromwell. Lu Chen snorted, "With this, can you beat the paladin?"

"This ......," Cromwell muttered, "this sword is indeed a little stronger than the paladin's equipment......"

Syllable!

Cromwell was almost scared out of his soul by Lu Chen's second weapon, the epic "Purification Blade".

"What about another one?" Lu Chen sneered, "With this, can you beat the paladin?"

Cromwell made a sound like a choke around his neck, like the cries of an old hen.

Smack!

Lu Chen's hands kept moving, so all kinds of divine weapons were piled up higher and higher in front of Cromwell's eyes.

"Elliot!" Cromwell said, standing up and horrified, "you emptied the church's treasure trove?"

"Not really. Lu Chen smiled modestly, "How about it, with these things, can you do it over the paladin?"

Cromwell blushed, and it took a long time for two words to pop out:

"Yes. ”

Lu Chen laughed.

"Listen, my Lord Cromwell, times have changed. The god made the lord triumphantly and said, "Is my mind still stuck in the barbaric age of slashing shirtless? Now is the century of economy and wealth! Why do I have the confidence to defeat the paladin? Because with these treasures, I am fighting with a hand of "economic suppression"!"

Cromwell stared blankly at the mountains of artifacts stacked in front of him, speechless.

Appreciating the cardinal's wonderful expression, Lu Chen felt the pleasure of revenge.

"Eliot, I'm a civilian, and I don't know how to fight at all!" Cromwell finally recovered from his shock and glared at the Divine Envoy solemnly.

"I know, then what?" Lu Chen looked at the cardinal strangely.

"You've been reading all day, so you don't know how to wield a sword, do you?" Cromwell squinted at him.

"No, it won't. Lu Chen shrugged.

This actually made him quite aggrieved: when he was on Earth, he was also a "fireline fighter" who fought all kinds of heroes and invincible opponents, and he didn't expect that after crossing over, he added all his skill points to intelligence and reading!

What is this called...... Lu Daguan sighed in his heart.

"Then what's the use of all this equipment you get?" Cromwell roared in a low voice, "With people like you and me, let alone the 'Eternal Flame', even if you carry the legendary 'Dragon Slayer' Gram, you can't beat a professional warrior like a paladin!"

Lu Chen couldn't cry or laugh.

"Brother Cromwell," he patted the cardinal on the shoulder, "who told you that we are going to go on our own? Don't worry, sword with hero, I've found a few good thugs for these artifacts!"

Cromwell froze, he had a sense of foreboding—

God has made what you say true.