The Guardian Shield exploded with a soft crunch, shattering into dust and reexposing His Majesty to the air.

The female knight Alice stood in place, panting as she looked in the direction of the Pope with a complicated look in her eyes.

The young guards were armed with weapons and silently moved out of the way. Gregory XV, Pope of the Holy Church, quietly arranged his robes and walked along the path to the Divine Envoy.

Elliot Savile smiled and greeted His Holiness with the Pope's eyes.

His Majesty Gregory passed through the solemn gazes of the guards until he walked in front of Lu Chen, and then stopped.

For some reason, Lu Chen remembered the Japanese surrender ceremony on the USS Missouri.

Of course, today's role for Lu Chen is MacArthur.

"You made the right decision. He nodded politely at the Pope, "If you hadn't thrown in in time, Captain Alice would have lost her life for nothing." ”

The Pope stared into the eyes of the Divine Envoy and suddenly smiled.

"No—I don't think so. Despite your efforts to be cruel and ruthless, I am confident that you will not kill a paladin for your own purposes. Gregory smiled.

For the first time this afternoon, Lu Chen's eyes changed with a divine light.

"Do you think so?" Lu Chen asked softly.

"I've always thought so. "Elliot, there are many people in the church who have watched you grow up, and I am one of them: I can see that you are deliberately changing your style, but I believe from the bottom of my heart that the essence of a person will not change—Elliot Savile will never kill any of his colleagues in the church." ”

Lu Chen looked at the Pope silently.

"But there is one thing that will not change," the Pope sighed, tugging at his neckline, "and today I have indeed lost—both for your plan and for my own carelessness. Elliot, you've grown up much faster than I thought, and I'm sure your father would be proud of you. ”

Seeing the defeat of this elderly subordinate, Lu Chen's heart suddenly felt sour for no reason.

"Elliot, you are my child, and this church is also my child. The Pope stared at Lu Chen's eyes and said with a wry smile, "Because of a promise to your father, I chose to exchange one of my own children for another - the dissolution of the church in exchange for your safety." But now it seems that children do not always obey the arrangements of their elders......"

Lu Chen felt his breath stagnate.

"You insist on disbanding the church because—" God made the adults feel a hint of panic in their voices.

"It doesn't matter anymore. The Pope waved his hand lightly, "I've already figured it out, if your idea is to resist to the end, now you can be regarded as having the capital to implement your own ideas...... You've won, Elliot, and this church is yours—"

The Pope looked into the oracle's eyes, tears gathering in the corners of his wrinkled eyes.

"Good luck, Elliot, please try to save this church, please try to save yourself......"

Lu Chen nodded silently.

"Captain Alice. His Majesty the Pope still stared at the oracle and shouted softly.

The female knight not far away shook her figure.

"Paladin, your mission is over. "From this moment on, you don't have to obey the Pope—from this moment on, your mission is to protect the Divine Envoy, Master Elliot Savile—until victory, or until death." ”

The female knight silently hammered her breastplate with her fist in reply.

The sonorous sound of metal percussion, like the ringing of a bell in the new century, made the hearts of everyone present tremble.

The Pope turned slowly, his gaze sweeping over the faces of the young guards.

This group of guards loyal to the divine envoys, relying on the divine weapons in their hands, became the winners and losers of today's battle, and became the reserve team that made the final decision.

"Elliot, you've found a bunch of good lads. The Pope sighed, and finally fixed his gaze on Alexander's resolute face.

The young guards nodded solemnly to His Majesty, and Lu Chen replied in a deep voice:

"I believe that in the coming days, they will have more opportunities to prove their excellence. ”

The Pope nodded, and turned back to the Divine Envoy.

Regret and relief, two different looks intertwined on the face of the crown.

Lu Chen silently picked up a black teacup from the table at hand.

This is the cup that belongs to His Majesty the Pope.

Alexander took out a small paper bag from his bosom, took two steps forward, and handed it to the oracle. Lu Chen opened the paper bag and poured the white powder into the teacup.

"This is the sleeping pill that Master Cromwell helped me configure. The Divine Envoy explained to His Majesty, "After you drink this cup of black tea, you will fall into a dreamless sleep for three days, but your body will not be damaged in any way. Three days is enough time for me to reorganize the structure of the church, and you can really rest for a while. ”

Seeing this, the Pope smiled wryly:

"You should believe me, Eliot, since I said I would admit defeat, I won't do anything more......"

The Divine Envoy hesitated for a moment, but still shook his head, his gaze resolute:

"I'm sorry, but I have to guarantee that you won't be able to interfere in church affairs for a few days – this victory is not easy to come by, and I can only be cautious. ”

His Majesty smiled understandingly, said no more, and reached out to take the teacup.

Lu Chen also picked up his cup of black tea from the table. He raised his glass to His Majesty the Pope:

"For the glory of the Holy Spirit. ”

"For the glory of the Holy Spirit. ”

- The Pope replied with a toast, and then, together with the Divine Envoy, drank the black tea in the cup.

After putting down the teacup, the Pope gently tugged on Lu Chen's sleeve and whispered in a pleading tone:

"Good luck, Elliot, and all the ...... Beware ......"

So, before his vision fell into complete darkness and he fell into a peaceful sleep, His Majesty saw the steadfast and fearless eyes of the Divine Envoy.

......

"Captain Alice, please send His Majesty back to his room so that he can get a good night's sleep. ”

——Supporting the sleeping old man, Lu Chen whispered to Alice.

The female knight stepped forward, took the Pope with a complicated look, and then walked towards the church room with the Pope in her arms without looking back.

Looking at the back of the female knight, Lu Chen took a deep breath.

I won. The church is mine.

- He kept reminding himself in his heart.

Suppressing the excitement and joy in his heart, Lu Chen turned around.

Now, on this field, only he and a group of young guards are left.

Led by Alexander, the guards looked expectantly at the Divine Envoy, awaiting further orders.

Then God made the Lord speak aloud:

"My dear brothers, I must thank you – for your unconditional trust in me, for your love for the Holy Spirit and for the Church. Without you, today's plan would not have been successful, and without you, the Church would have plunged headlong into the quagmire of surrender and dissolution. You are the real saviors, you are the real heroes: I must pay you my respect and gratitude in my personal name. ”

After the envoy finished speaking, he bowed deeply to the guards.

The young guards' faces turned red. They hurriedly returned the salute to the divine envoy, and it became a mess.

Lu Chen straightened his waist again, looked at this group of loyal subordinates with satisfaction, and said loudly:

"Two days ago, when trying to ask for your support, I promised you that the church would come out of this difficult situation under my leadership. And as I said at today's luncheon, I will give my blood, my toil, my tears and my sweat to fulfill this commitment. Our future is long and difficult, and only your loyalty can light the way for all of us!"

Listening to the words of the Divine Envoy, the blood welled up on the cheeks of the guards.

Alexander slammed his hand on his chest, and then all the young guards did the same, swearing allegiance to the Divine Envoy once again with the most traditional etiquette of the Empire.

"Now, I want to make a second promise to you!" Looking at the scene in front of him, Lu Chen's blood couldn't help but boil, and he declared loudly, "That is today's victory, but it is just the beginning of countless victories! One day, we will see again the dawn that belongs to the Holy Church in our continuous struggle, progress and victory!"