Lancelot thought for a moment, then replied to Red.

"If you don't count the magician's side, we will have to lose at least three or four Knights of the Round Table to be able to kill that group of visitors from another world, and if we count the magician's and werewolf sides, then we will probably add Veltok, and our losses will be much smaller."

"You're still a little too proud, Lancelot." Reed. "Even if you count Virtock, and Wright. . . Brian, our side will also have to pay for Virtok and Wright's minor injuries, the loss of at least half of the Knights of the Round Table, and other combat power, before we can completely kill these visitors from another world. ”

Lancelot frowned, "King, you think too highly of them. ”

"No, that's not too high." Red shook his head, "If it's just the five people before, then you admit that your estimate is very close and possible, but what I care about is the last one to appear, although he is not the commander who claims to be the captain, but I feel that he is the most threatening and dangerous person, not only in terms of strength." ”

"What do you mean?"

"I mean, to be able to get the approval of the self-esteemed bloodlines of the Commonwealth of Travania, to be able to negotiate on their behalf, and to be able to represent the Commonwealth of Travania, this is the first time in the history of my memory that a human being can be so permitted and recognized, which has already shown his importance and danger from a certain point."

"So...... His power is also extremely terrifying and powerful? ”

"There's no doubt about that, for the Bloodline. Even if his intelligence is excellent, he needs enough strength to be recognized, so at this point, we can at least judge that his strength, among the blood clan, at least meets the standard of the prince, that is, the standard of the top five of the Knights of the Round Table, so just kill him alone. At least three Knights of the Round Table are probably needed. Or maybe Wright and Wiltok join forces, and that's secondary...... On top of that, you can't be sure of a little ......"

"What?" Lancelot asked.

"You can't be sure, after killing him. Will it lead to a war between the Empire and the Federation......" Red rubbed his eyebrows. "That's what I'm worried about."

Only then did Lancelot react - ignore the vanished visitors from another world. How much strength there is, and how much combat power it needs to spend to solve and eliminate, is only the last Cadias to appear. Being able to represent the Commonwealth of Travania is enough for people to think carefully, because regardless of whether his value is important to the Commonwealth of Travaria or not, if his death can smoothly create a suitable excuse for the Commonwealth of Travania to start a war against the Empire, then the Commonwealth of Travania will definitely use this excuse to go to war.

And although the most troublesome thing is that in terms of national strength and military, the British Empire is not afraid of the Commonwealth of Travania, but in terms of individual combat power and mobility, it is far inferior to the Federation, in other words, the only country on the entire continent that can restrain the unique single combat power and mobility of the blood of the Commonwealth of Travania is the Holy Roman Empire.

So now even Lancelot understands that even if Wright and other visitors from another world, and the disappeared visitors from another world, pull out a posture and tear their faces, King Arthur, as the king, it is impossible to openly declare the empire as an enemy of him, and looking at the king's meaning, it is obvious that he has a deep fear of one of the visitors from another world.

"That's it?" Lancelot asked, a little unwillingly.

"So what?" Red was a little speechless, "Did they do something that would damage the empire?" Or is it blatant against us? Since they didn't have any, and they helped us, then whatever they did after that, it was none of our business, and ......"

Reed. Hofer's voice slowed down: "And if you really ask me what I think, my opinion is that the final course of this war is not determined by the world, but by them, a few of them, or a certain person......"

And it's not just Red. Hofer had this judgment, and another powerful empire, the true ruler of the Holy Roman Empire, the Holy Crown Pope Gregor, also had this judgment, and aside from the reincarnated Abel, the old pope, who was now on the highest tower of the Vatican, looked at the Templars training below with some concern.

"What are you worried about?"

Castine, one of the twelve bishops, asked with some puzzlement, in his opinion, although on the surface, the Holy Roman Empire has always been at a disadvantage, but in fact, whether it is the three major knights, or the Inquisition, or even the ordinary strength of the Holy Roman Empire, in fact, there has not been much damage, and the reincarnation of Abel, the hundreds of angels brought at the same time, and the subsequent revelation of the reincarnation of those high-level existences, are excellent news for the Holy See.

Therefore, at this time, we should be excited and expectant, instead of being so worried and worried.

"I'm worried that maybe the world is different from what we thought it was."

Gregor put it this way.

"Different? Your Majesty, how should this be understood? ”

"It's nothing, you just do what Lord Abel tells you to do." Gregor put it this way: "By the way, what about the Flame Wolf, who always likes to be alone? ”

"He's supposed to be there in the Colosseum right now."

"Got it." Gregor said: "Prepare the carriage, I would like to visit him." ”

His Holiness the Pope thus arrived at the Colosseum in Rome in an unnoticed carriage and escorted by elite Templars.

At this moment, there was no competition in the arena, empty, and in the huge arena, it was easy to see a lonely person, sitting somewhere in the audience, the white clergyman's robe, but sitting in a crooked and slanted posture.

There is probably only one in the Holy Roman Empire who dares to wear a white bishop's robe with gold thread and gold trim and a holy cross, but at this point, in a posture completely contrary to the rules of the Holy See, in such an afternoon and in such an arena.

The powerful and mysterious visitor from another world, the closest to God, the Flame Wolf.

Of course, the closest to God's sentence, if it is said by people in the real society, or his friends, the fire wolf will look at him with the eyes that look like a neurotic.

"What is God? Can you eat it? Is it tasty? ”

But here, he naturally has to pretend to be a god stick, but he also lacks a certain interest in some unnecessary things for the god stick, so at such a critical time, he would rather bask in the sun and fugue here than participate in the so-called war.

Anyway, in the end, things are like that, everyone has to divide into a camp and compete with each other at the spear of Longinus, so why waste this strength in the front.

So the wolf sat there, not knowing what he was looking at, not knowing what he was thinking, just swaying, and if he paired it with a sun umbrella, it would be like a sunbathing tourist on the beach.

Of course, Gregor didn't know what sunbathing was on the beach, so he just told the guards to stop at a distance, and then walked over to the side of the wolf.

"Honorable Lord Flame Wolf." Gregor said this, for the adult who suddenly changed his name, Yan Wolf, a two-character title in Chinese, seemed to Gregor to be an awkward pronunciation and combination, and looked more like a nickname - he didn't know, it was really a nickname.

"Huh? His Majesty the Pope? You've come to me like this, but what's the matter? The Flame Wolf raised his head, then sat up straight, this is the true core hub of the Holy Roman Empire, although it seems to have been replaced by the reincarnated Lord recently, but it is not something to be fooled off.

"I came this time because I have a personal question, and I want to ask Lord Flame Wolf."

"You say."

Upon seeing the response, Gregor waved his scepter, and an invisible soundproofing and undetectable magic surrounded him and the Flame Wolf. Gregor's action also made the wolf a little interested, which meant that Gregor's questions might not only be personal, but also interesting, such as those related to his long-standing beliefs, which might be contrary to the doctrine or the interests of the Church.

Yan Wolf is very happy to listen to such a question, and is very interested in listening.

After casting the two spells, Gregor looked at the wolf and asked in a serious and serious manner.

"My lord, is God still there?"

Hearing this, the first reaction of the flame wolf was, what is the problem...... But it soon became clear to him that Gregor's question was not to question his belief in the existence of God, but to ask whether God still exists.

So he didn't answer at the first time, just looked at Gregor.

"Why is the Pope asking such questions?"

"Because I have never heard the voice of God." Gregor said, "Lord Flame Wolf, you are also a person who can communicate with God and use his power, tell me if you have ever heard God's voice in our world?"

The flame wolf shook his head: "No. ”

"So, if it's not disrespectful, I'd love to ask Lord Abel, God, is there ever one?"

The Flame Wolf was silent, thinking about how to answer the question, or rather, how to answer it to satisfy the Pope, or how to answer it in their best and greatest interest.

After a moment of silence, the Flame Wolf still wanted to find out more details about the origin of the Pope's doubt.

So he asked: "I would venture to ask, why is His Majesty the Pope so confused?" (To be continued......)