When it comes to the Vatican, most of the first reactions of the yellow race are "Oh, the nest of Catholicism". Those who believe in God will choose to slip a cross on their chest to show their devotion to God and respect for the pope.

Although the Vatican in later generations was weak and did not even have troops, no one dared to think of aggression for this reason.

The power of religion was shown in the Middle Ages, and the traces of the monstrous blood wave are still clearly visible, who dares to easily shake the power of faith. As the religion with the widest range of adherents in the world, although its direct power has been weakened, its indirect influence has been rising.

Therefore, as long as believers exist, the Pope will always be one of the most exalted people in the world.

But now, the Pope, who has a high position in the plane, furrowed his majestic eyebrows.

In the Papal Palace, in the council hall covered with precious handmade Turkish carpets, a handsome middle-aged man in a white friar's uniform with a large velvet beard on his shoulders sits on a large golden chair. Under the throne, a cardinal archbishop stood silently on each side.

"Your Majesty, the acquisition of ore has failed again, and I think the saints have noticed us." The old man on the left closed his eyes and said slowly.

"Hmm!" The Pope replied lightly, and there was no change in his expression.

The tall and thin old man on the right stretched out a hand from under the red man, pinched a green ore the size of a fast fist and said: "Several teams carrying ore, only the earliest one brought back such an ore, and all the others were snatched back by that force." According to your orders, we didn't have much trouble with them, but the deacons under the Inquisition were not lightly injured! ”

The Pope nodded slightly, and said, "Leave it to the prophet, since he saw it and suggested that we take the lead in attacking, he should unravel the secret of this ore." ”

"Yes, my majesty!" The old man on the left bowed slightly. Quickly stretched out his hand to pick up the ore that the old man on the right side bounced over, and gently put it in the big man. "The subordinate science branch has been on standby for a long time, and soon we will pick up the secret and figure out why the saints value this thing."

The Pope nodded noncommittally and said, "It has been decades since the organization of saints first appeared before our eyes. After all these years, it seems that the subordinate intelligence department has never gotten any information about the activities of the saints? ”

The activities of the organization of saints are infrequent, sometimes several times a year, and sometimes only once in a few years, although each action is different. However, it all revolves around mutants. After a pause, the Prophet continued: "Although there is no clear proof, I can be sure that the saints have great power in Europe and even in the world, and there are many people who serve them, and although our church has the glory of God, it is still slightly inferior. ”

"In that case, why did the Prophet want my Inquisition to take the ore they wanted? What about provoking them for no reason? The tall and thin old man frowned lightly and said lightly.

This time, the five major combat forces under his command were seriously injured, and directly reduced the combat power of the inquisition by one-third, although it did not stop at breaking the muscles and bones. But it also made him very dissatisfied with the prophet who proposed this plan.

"Gratuitous?" The corners of the Prophet's mouth were slightly upturned, and the corners of his eyes were lowered and squinted, making a vague expression of disdain. "It seems that our referee has forgotten the Dracula time that turned London upside down decades ago!" ”

"The vampire?" The referee's eyelids jumped slightly, he really can't forget this matter, and it came from him taking over the referee. The first mission that didn't work. Such a shame is simply unforgettable, how can it be forgotten for no reason. But he would not show it to the prophet.

Although he said a question to express his surprise, the two people in the hall heard the strangeness in his voice very clearly.

The prophet smiled faintly and stopped answering, turned his head to look at the white-clothed Pope, and said, "Your Majesty should still remember the scene when His Excellency the Deputy Chief Inquisition reported this matter to you at that time." ”

The Pope bowed slightly, but did not speak.

"This time, I accidentally spied on their target in advance and sent personnel to preemptively attack, of course, I didn't just want to get this strange ore." After a slight pause, the Prophet continued: "Rather, it is a test of the attitude of the saints towards us and of the organization. ”

The Pope raised his eyes slightly and said, "So, what is your conclusion?" ”

"Judging from the news uploaded back by the deputy referee, the other party does not want to clash with us!" The Prophet laughed, "During the battle, I reminded my opponent several times that I hope they will take the initiative to hand over the ore. He has a lot of mercy for mutant deacons, but he is decisive for ordinary monks. From this point, it can be known that the other side is definitely a mutant. ”

"And then?" The corners of the referee's mouth moved slightly, trying to show a disdainful expression, but in the end he didn't implement it, and just asked lightly: "Do you know what is the use of these for us?" Didn't the saints do it when it was time to snatch it? ”

"At the very least, we can be sure that the other party is not targeting our organization, and judging from the fact that there are six high-level mutants and nine second-level mutants, the strength of the other organization is definitely much stronger than ours." The Prophet bowed his head slightly, muttered for a moment and continued, "Knowing this, we will be able to balance ourselves when we meet them again. It is possible to cooperate, utilize, and even bring in foreign aid from the church. ”

"Nonsense!" The chief referee shouted softly: "We have fought with each other twice, and the deacons have suffered a lot, even if the other party can not mind, the monks under him will not compromise easily!" ”

"Alas!" The prophet looked at the chief referee with a pitiful gaze and said, "It is because you don't know how to compromise like this that the inquisition has not made any progress for decades!" ”

The referee's lungs were about to explode, but instead he had a smile on his face, and he kept bowing his head slightly, as if he was agreeing with the other party's rhetoric and being taught humbly.

The prophet's eyes tightened slightly, and after years of dealing, he saw that the other party had come out of the real fire, and quickly retracted the words that had rushed to his lips, turned to the Pope and said: "Your Majesty, although the ore matter has been successfully resolved, the other party has also noticed my existence, and we have to show up on the European battlefield!" ”

"Let's send out the Inquisition, and send another parish man!" The Pope bowed lightly and said: "As a priest of the army, it will be more effective for the lamb after the war." Okay, step aside, it's time for prayer! ”

"Yes!" The two bowed at the same time and slowly retreated. (To be continued......)