Gray has been "snowballing", and by the time the Pope arrived in the Lion Capital, the "snowball" had already rolled to earth-shattering proportions.

In the afternoon, the blue sky, white clouds, and the wind blew gently, and the silver moon flag with the cross gold border fluttered in the wind.

Gray and everyone stood at the entrance to the north of the Lion King's Capital and waited. This includes Irene, Shelley, Count Grugru, Benedict II, Bob, Camilla, Abby Robles, all of Irene's men who can be named, and the entire Knights of the Silver Moon. He was accompanied by a large crowd of onlookers, as well as numerous missions, including Barnett III.

The flags fluttered in the wind, representing all the most powerful families on the continent.

Everyone, waiting.

......

In a small alley not far from Pierce Cathedral, Morka was clinging his back to the wall. On the other side of the wall, there was a fireplace, a little warmth in the cold winter that made him feel more comfortable. However, the stove seemed to be extinguished, and the temperature was losing little by little, which made him very helpless.

"Aren't we going to go and see? They said the Pope is coming, everybody is going to see it. Bubbles, who was standing next to her, craned her neck in the direction of the street.

"Don't go. What do you see? Morka shook his head: "Besides, we went to see, who reads the book?"

Bubbles looked at the shed erected above her head: "I don't think anyone will steal the book, we've been selling it for days, and we haven't sold a single one." ”

Morka has slept on the streets, but at least he doesn't really have nothing. After all, the house is gone, isn't the stuff in the house still there?

So they built a shed next to a wall with a fireplace, and put the few pieces of furniture that had been removed from the house under it, along with a mountain of dead books. Immediately after, it was here that Morka began to write new books and sell unsold books. Thankfully, it's winter and it won't rain. If it rains, the book is all over. I'm glad I'm back to the era of the Paladin, otherwise this kind of lifestyle without even a wall will be emptied the next day when I wake up.

Of course, this kind of occupation of public roads does not know when it will be driven away by a report.

In the distance, on the other side of the box, two clergymen hid behind the wall and looked at him with a cower.

"That's him, he's the author of The Lich Paladin. ”

Another cleric pulled out the Lich Paladin from his coat pocket, took a deep breath, and took a step towards Morka.

"Hey, I've finally found you! What the hell are you writing about? Insinuating that the Paladin is a lich, do you want to die? I want to return it!"

Morka looked up in fright: "I just sold a copy!

The clergyman pointed to the book in his hand and said viciously: "You write such a book to let the paladin know that he will kill you!"

"No, he won't. Morka was not at all flustered: "He asked me to write that." ”

"He asked you to write that?"

"Yes, at the Otillette Theatre. Your Majesty, Uh...... I mean, Benedict II is there. I have witnesses. So there's no way he's going to kill me. ”

"Really. ”

"I swear!"

"Then I'll buy another copy, how much will it cost?"

"Five hundred copper plates. ”

"Can it be cheaper? You're a dead book. ”

"Four hundred and fifty, it really can't be cheaper. ”

"Then don't be cheap, two copies, just one silver coin. ”

"Thank you so much! There aren't many good people like you now!"

From a distance, he saw that the two had already started trading, and the clergyman, who was still hiding behind the wall, took out a bag of silver coins and turned around...... Behind him, there were more than a dozen clergy who had changed into civilian clothes.

"Everybody buy two copies from him, don't make him suspicious. ”

"Okay. ”

"Understood. ”

As a result, a large number of people lined up to buy "Lich Paladin".

"What's going on? Didn't you say that everyone went to see the Pope, why did so many people suddenly come to me to buy books?" Morka himself was confused: "Could it be that the previous readers were blind, but in fact I really wrote very well?"

......

"Paladin!" Karl hurried on his horse, "The Pope has arrived!"

In the distance, Gray saw a large and four small, five golden crosses, with an eight-pointed star as the base, symbolizing the pope's eight-pointed star banner.

It was a huge legation of thousands of papal clergy, as well as more than a thousand Templar guards. There were hundreds of carriages alone.

In the center is a large carriage drawn by sixteen horses in gold and white. The golden dome, the white body, the intricate totem carvings, and the six huge wheels in two sections.

There is no doubt that this is the Pope's ride. Gray could already clearly feel the fluctuations in the holy arts on the carriage. Not only did the big carriage have holy magic fluctuations, but almost all of them had holy magic fluctuations.

"Gray, since you have determined that this is a peace talk, then you must be respectful. Show the Pope your kindness. Unless he's already touched your bottom line, don't turn your face. Catherine whispered in Gray's head.

"Don't worry, I understand. Gray rode his horse slowly.

"What do you think he would say to Gray first?"

"Who knows. Gray was his biggest headache right now, but since he was here, he wouldn't be here to fight, would he? ”

Vivien and the black cat whispered.

In the distance, Zeda and Tavia, who had disappeared, were suspended in the sky and watched quietly. At the other end, there are Belinda and Ebald.

"This is an important peace talk, and it would be best if it succeeds and Gray's proposal is accepted by the Pope. Everything will be smooth again. ”

"So hell is going to be ruined, right?" asked Abd.

"I don't know, maybe. Belinda glanced at Zeda and Tavia in the distance: "With me, at least these two will definitely not be destroyed." But I'm not sure if Hell sent anyone else. And then there's ...... Gray. He was firm in his adherence to the doctrine and the code of knighthood, which meant that he was easily provoked. Because his bottom line is too clear. Nor have we been ordered to facilitate this negotiation. This means that we cannot do anything other than stop the intervention of hell. ”

Abbot listened quietly.

Soon, the Pope's procession came to a halt just over a hundred meters away from Gray.

Gray rode slowly forward on his horse, running in the direction of the Pope's car.

The door of the Pope's car opened, and the attendants quickly rolled out a red carpet in front of the door. With the help of the clergy, the elderly Pope stepped out of the carriage.

Golden, a crown sparkling in the sunlight with a large diamond smear, and an old face, but the robes were extremely dazzling white and gold. The huge silver cross behind it is almost made of diamonds. As soon as he appeared, the light of the Pope overshadowed everything around him.

Gray came to a distance of more than ten meters from the Pope's car, dismounted, and walked over on foot. The Templars standing in his way sideways aisle.

Until the Pope, Gray fell to his knees on one knee.

"Your paladin, Gray Grugru, see the Pope. On behalf of the inhabitants of the Lion King's capital, on behalf of the royal family of Isaac, on behalf of all the nobles of Isaac, and on behalf of the missions of the other twenty-two countries here. May the sparkle of the Holy Spirit be with His Holiness the Pope. With that, Gray "kissed" the back of the Pope's hand. Of course, it was just for show, because Gray couldn't have lifted the mask at all.

"Get up. The Pope said in an old, yet deep voice.

Gray bowed and slowly stood up.

Perhaps because of his old age and hunchback, the Pope was a head shorter than Gray.

Half-squinting, the Pope whispered to Gray: "Take my carriage, take me, and see the Lion King's Capital." ”

"It's a great honor. Gray saluted respectfully and sat down in the carriage with the Pope.

"Gray, I think you've improved a lot. Hahahaha, especially in terms of etiquette. There aren't many people in this world who can make you pay so much attention to etiquette now. The black cat whispered in the armor.

No one answered him, though. Because Vivien couldn't get into this carriage.

Catherine continued to whisper in Gray's ear: "You have to be careful not to make a move against the Pope. The cardinals above all have holy amulets, and I may not be able to break them. Of course, if you use the power of the Demon Lord, you will definitely be able to break it, but it is better not to do so. Otherwise, they will all know that you have accepted the power of the Demon Lord. ”

"Do you think I'm going to hit him?"

"I'm just going to get ahead of me to avoid any surprises. ”

The procession slowly moved along with the carriage.

The person who came to greet him in front of him stepped out of the way, took off his hat and saluted. The whole world was silent, except for the sound of the wind and the sound of flags hunting in the wind.

Gray and the Pope sat across from each other, looking through the open windows of their cars at the crowds of people on both sides of the road. Residents along the way took off their hats and saluted.

"Looks like they like you very much. The Pope sighed softly: "Although they are all saluting me, their eyes are more on you." The dilapidated city is also being restored little by little. ”

"Thank you, Your Excellency, for your appreciation. ”

"Your appeal is higher than I thought, are there any further plans?"

"What do you mean by the Pope?"

"Advancement. What you're doing now is clearly not what a paladin did. Persuasion of goodness, the dissemination of doctrine, the pacification of the people, these are normally the things that a priest, a bishop, a cardinal, or the Pope does. Paladins only act as supports. Haven't you thought about changing your identity?"

"Answer, he hasn't thought about it yet!" the black cat whispered in his armor.

Gray, however, replied, "I thought about it, but I didn't think the timing was right yet." If someone can do better than me, then I think it's good to be a paladin forever. ”

The black cat was scared to death, but he soon noticed that the Pope sitting across from him had a calm expression, as if he had expected the answer.

"You're honest and I like the way the conversation is. Slowly closing his eyes, the Pope whispered: "Just go around in a circle." It's a long way off, I need to take a break and then we'll have a good talk. Talk about what you want, and what the Holy See needs. Hopefully we can reach a good consensus. ”

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