It was a day of wind and sunshine, and the blue sky was clear, with the occasional white cloud drifting by.

In the afternoon, the sun shines brightly on the Eternal City, the greatest city ever built by mankind.

From afar, magnificent buildings rise from the ground, bathed in pale golden light. And above the city, thousands of meters in the air, five islands were floating quietly.

In the afternoon, the Eternal City appears bustling and quiet, crowded and tidy.

At this time, on the second-highest floating island, the "Land of God", a distinguished guest is being welcomed.

A small float boat slowly descended and stopped on a lawn surrounded by flowers and low trees. After a deflated sound, the hatch flipped up, and a girl with delicate features and a white corset walked out. They were followed by twelve tall guards dressed in black power armor.

At this time, the afternoon sunlight shone directly on the black iron skull cross on the chest of the power armor, and it suddenly shone brightly and dazzlingly. Judging from the style and logo, this is the Templar Guard's exclusive psionic power armor "Ugin Scorching Sun", which belongs to the upgraded version of the second-generation psionic power armor "Scorching Sun" customized by the Temple, and has extremely strong defensive capabilities.

After stepping off the floatboat, the girl glanced around, and then with the twelve guards, she strolled along the fine white stone path to the east. At this moment, the "God-given land" was as quiet as ever, and the boots of the guards pressed against the stone slabs, and there was a slight crack.

The apron is located in the very center of the floating island, and to the north is the "Sacred Sword Cemetery", the sleeping place of the Sacred Temple and Notre Dame; To the south is the "World Congress Hall", the highest ruling body of the silver city world; To the west is the "Temple of the Moon", the headquarters of Notre-Dame; To the east is the "Temple of the Sun", the headquarters of the temple.

Moments later, a large building appeared in front of the girl. Looking up, the building was rectangular in shape, with a gentle triangle at the top, with a height of more than 100 meters, a length of more than a kilometer, and a width of more than 300 meters.

This is the legendary "Temple of the Sun", the base camp of the temple. The girl walked all the way, through dozens of Roman stone pillars hugged by eight people, and directly into the temple. The passing guards bowed their heads one after another, and the girls drove straight in front of a giant statue more than 80 meters high.

Looking up, this statue is wearing armor and holding a shield, looking into the distance, with a majestic expression. This is a statue of the sun god Sur, the only true god that the temple believes. Interestingly, however, the sun god Sur was a woman in ancient mythology, while this statue is a man.

The girl faces the statue and bows with her hands on her chest reverently. At the same time, the twelve guards made a "swish" and knelt neatly towards the statue. They naturally lowered their left hand, touched their chest with their right hand, and bowed their heads reverently.

At the end of the ceremony, the girl stretched out her hand and pointed, and the guards immediately dispersed in twos and twos, standing in two groups on either side of the statue. The girl made a "stand by" gesture and walked into the depths of the Temple of the Sun alone. It wasn't long before she came to an arched wooden door and gently rang the brass bell on the side of the door.

"Please come in." A deep voice came from the room.

The girl pushed open the door and walked in, it was a small study, with a thick red carpet on the floor, and various books scattered on the red carpet, and a small desk in the middle, on which was placed a quaint oil lamp and a jar of ink, and in that jar was a long feather.

At this moment, an old man in white clothes and red robes was standing in front of a small book reading a letter. When he looked up and saw the person clearly, he suddenly showed a kind smile, opened his arms to greet him, and then gently hugged the other party.

"My little princess, my pride, my granddaughter, why are you here?" The old man looked at the girl dotingly and asked with a smile.

"Grandpa~ Didn't you call me?" The girl said coquettishly.

"Oh......" said the old man, patting his forehead lightly, "you see, I have forgotten everything. If there were ordinary people here at this moment, he would definitely be surprised, and it is estimated that he could not have imagined that this forgetful old man in front of him is the most powerful man in the world today, the actual leader of the two most powerful forces of mankind, the Templar Crusaders and the Dawn Expeditionary Force, and the current pope of the Temple, St. Auguste Modleton.

And this small, even somewhat messy study is the office of the Pope today. In this small room of less than eight square meters, decisions that shake the world are heard at any time. Strangely, the popes of the past did not seem to have a high desire for office space, and the top brass of Notre Dame who knew this often privately dubbed it "the charioteer's cabin".

"Here, look at this." The old man said as he handed the letter in his hand to the girl. The latter took it and looked at it for a while, and there were three proposals written on it, namely, "Full Restoration of the Identity of the Worm", "Full Restoration of the Development and Production of Mechanical Power Armor", and "Complete Cessation of the Purge of Minority Heretics".

"This is an old question that the Central Continent raises every year, and according to past practice, we generally refuse, but this year the situation is a little different, their investment in dimensional warfare has increased significantly, so we must make some concessions." The old man explained.

"The first item will definitely not work, and neither will the third...... "The girl muttered for a while, and said, "Then open the second item to a limited extent." ”

"However, resuming the production of mechanical power armor will reduce the status of psionics." The old man reminded.

"So it's a limited opening~" The girl raised a finger like a white onion and added: "We only allow one company to produce, such as the Great Wall Company, their product quality is low, and it will not pose much of a threat." ”

"Well......" said the old man, after pondering for a while, "this is a good plan, but if only one company is allowed to produce, the others will be affected......," he thought for a while, and said, "Otherwise, we will open up the production rights to all companies, but limit their output." With that, he returned to his small desk, picked up a quill, dipped it in ink, and counted it on the manuscript paper. After a moment, he raised his head and said to the girl: "The total annual production in the world is three thousand pairs, and the specific quota is determined by the World Parliament.

In an instant, a decision that changed the pattern of the world was decided in the seemingly casual conversation between the grandfather and grandson. The resumption of the production of mechanical power armor heralds the rise of the traditional evolutionary and some of the worms......

After discussing the matter, the old man poured a glass of juice for his granddaughter. The latter took the juice, gently swept away the objects on the small desk, and sat down. At a fixed glance, under the round/straight buttocks was a bill "On Conferring Lifetime Honorary Titles of Nobility to Commoners".

"My little princess, is it delicious?" The old man looked at her kindly and asked in a kind tone.

"It's sour, it's not tasty, I'm going to drink ice crystal fruit wine......" the granddaughter muttered.

"Hey...... You've drunk everything in the inventory......" the old man rubbed his hands together and said a little crampedly. At this moment, he is no longer the powerful temple pope, but an ordinary old man who dotes on his granddaughter.

"It's boring~" The girl sighed happily.

"Oh, by the way......" At this time, as if remembering something, the old man hurriedly took out a scroll tied with red satin from his robe, handed it over with a somewhat flattering smile, and said, "This is your birthday present this year." ”

The girl took the scroll casually and looked at it lazily. But it didn't take long for her face to grow solemn, and her eyes widened as she stared at the contents of the scroll, as if she couldn't miss a word. This is not an ordinary scroll, but a title deed made of abyssal leather. There are three place names written on it: Silver City No. 36 "Atlantic City", Desert Stronghold No. 5 "Tyre Fortress", and Bottomless Abyss Stronghold "Contemplative Fortress". After a while, she jumped down from the desk, faced the old man, and asked in disbelief, "Is it all mine?" ”

The old man nodded, and the girl suddenly jumped up with joy, like a cheerful bird, threw herself into the old man's arms, put her arms around his neck and said, "Thank you, grandpa." ”

"Atlantic City was originally your mother's fief, and you are the rightful heir, but ......," the old man paused, his face froze, and he said solemnly, "According to the custom, after inheriting the fief of your mother's family, your name should be added to your mother's surname-Modleton." ”

"Hello, dear sir." The girl smiled and patted the old man on the shoulder, then pretended to reach out and introduced herself, "My name is Yugo Lombard Modleton, the granddaughter of the Pope and the lord of Atlantic City. ”

The old man reluctantly held his granddaughter's hand and shook it symbolically, and the little prestige that he had managed to squeeze out was instantly gone.

"Your achievements last year have been unanimously recognized by the old fellows, and today on behalf of the Presbyterian Church, I will grant you the two strongholds and the surrounding land, which is a benefit and a responsibility." The old man said earnestly, "Go well and strive to become the third female pope in the history of the Temple." ”

However, the other party seemed to be completely unappreciative and shouted, "I want Dawn Fortress." ”

"The time has not yet come...... "the old man waved his hand, "and if we ask for more land, the elders will accuse us of favoritism." He stroked his granddaughter's waterfall-like silver hair and continued, "With proper management, these three territories can allow you to grow quickly. ”

"Okay." The girl replied obediently.

Half an hour later, she rose to take her leave, and then led the twelve guards out of the Temple of the Sun. In the floatboat, she couldn't wait to dial the video communication of her assistant Eva Green, and the first thing she said was: "Help me check, am I really August's granddaughter?" ”

"What's wrong?" Eva asked with concern.

"He stuffed me with three big burdens......" Yugo Lombal said, scratching his hair irritably, and in a strengthened tone, "it's all about burning money!" ”