"Please forgive me for being late. The young priest himself closed the door, turned around and said apologetically, and then facing the long table, he took the lead in drawing a Vat Lantican religious gesture on his chest, so that the papal see, including the cardinal, would have to rise and return the salute.

Hai Ji still holds her cheeks, but her smile is bright, and she is really not elegant, vulgar as a lonely noblewoman meets a knight lover who climbs the balcony. Several of the great figures who wanted to judge the true status of the hypocrite in the Sacramental Congregation by observing the changes in her face were greatly disappointed: this was the supreme leader of the "ewe" of the Sacramental Ministry? The powerful woman who dared to affectionately call "Rachel's Tiger" "Little Sadi"? Some of the Holy See high-ranking people who still had a little goodwill towards the Sacramental Congregation wiped their sweat, glad that the Imperial public and nobility were only able to come into contact with the Teutonic who was more in line with the image of the dark giant.

"Little Augustine, long time no see, miss me?" said the charming woman, who seemed to have a crush on men who never hid it.

"Dear Kaihime-sama, if I'm not mistaken, we just talked yesterday, and it was the first time we've met. The young priest smiled, sitting lightly in the chief position in the midst of many unfriendly eyes, smiling like the aristocratic style that everyone here was familiar with, but with a little more impeccable cunning and hypocrisy, "But I miss you more than the Imperial Encyclopedia." ”

It's quite a vulgar flattery, this guy is not a priest at all, but an out-and-out veteran aristocrat.

There was a wave of disgust and disgust at the top of the Holy See, as if they had forgotten that the young master Augustine was originally from a noble family, and had spent a peaceful and fulfilling childhood and youth under the careful education of the elegant and intelligent Duke and Duchess of Rotonchild.

"My mouth is so sweet, my sister has decided to give you the 'horn' to make up for the little mistake my sister made last night. The blonde woman smiled and mistook him for the beautiful clash that often occurred between her and him last night between a resentful noblewoman and a young nobleman. Only the two Secretaries of State, who were familiar with the institutional setup of the Inquisition, and several mid-level members of the Sacramental Ministry, were shocked.

The "ewe" is known for its in-depth research in various fields, among which "Sheep's Horn" is one of the three research laboratories, and in recent years, if it were given to Augustine, it would be tantamount to fueling the arrogance of the nascent organization COmsO, so that the hopes of insiders and bystanders who are waiting to see the good show of COmsO dying at birth will be disappointed. Second Secretary of State Sadi has a certain amount of reverence for the Lady Haihime, but he does not pay much attention to Augustine, who has been completely hidden in the dark depths of the ruling for more than a year, and his reverence for the "mother of ewes" is mostly from the traces of her imprint when she was young, and now that he is the No. 2 person in the Holy See, he naturally feels no stronger than he did then. He couldn't figure out the inside story behind her decision, she was a moody superior, and she could not be inferred from common sense, and Sadi could only wait and see what happened. Today's meeting is actually a negotiation between COmsO asking for resources from various agencies, how much to give, how much to give and what time to give, the initiative is all in their hands, and no one intends to really support COmsO, the Sacramental Ministry is already strong enough, and then swells out a shadow organ and a formed fourth giant, I am afraid that even the most noble nobles in the imperial capital will not be able to sleep.

It seems that Mihime-sama has made a very bad start.

Rachel's Tiger smiled bitterly quietly.

Many of the people present gathered their own relaxed attitudes after seeing Lord Sadi's expression clearly.

"Thank you very much for your generosity. The young priest seemed shocked and sincere.

"Then look forward to our next meeting, dear Rotonchild, my little Augustine. The blonde woman stood up, stretched, and the waves were choppy, and just like that, she slouched out of the conference room, leaving behind a bunch of jaw-dropping high-ranking papal officials and smiling protagonists.

"This is what I ask you to give, and I hope you will be as generous and forgiving as Lady Kaihime. "I was supposed to be surrounded by aristocratic ladies at various dinners and cheerfully shouted "Count Augustine" The young man took out a stack of papers from his arms, stood up and sent them down one by one, regardless of his identity, where is the reserved and reserved nobleman, he is simply a shameless businessman, this kind of direct and naked request, even the well-cultivated Sadi sneered, Cardinal Gaimu also frowned, the minister of Palme did not reach out to take the list at all, but by chance a glance, he found that the handwriting on the paper was indeed very brilliant, very pure baroque font, delicate and feminine, paying attention to every subtle connection, thinking of several indisputable heirs of his family and their messy font, Palme's mood became worse and worse。

This guy is crazy.

This is the unanimous idea of the big people who took the list and read the text, they circulated the list in the hands of their colleagues respectively, basically each piece of paper has four or five requirements, each of which is detailed to the single-digit personnel arrangement, and it is just a crazy person who thinks carefully.

No one responded, without any suspense.

The room fell silent, Augustine sat down, stared at the clock on the wall, unhurried, waiting for the hour hand to point from 10 o'clock to 11 o'clock, and finally someone left the room, one, two, three, and by 12 o'clock, only Lord Sadi and Cardinal Gaimu, who were looking up at the dome, were left in the huge conference room.

The burly body of the second secretary of state also stood up, he was a soldier in the Holy See, and he was one of the few members of the Holy See who could win the respect of several hawkish generals of the Pompey family in the imperial capital, and seemed to feel the oppressive suffocation brought by this Rachel tiger, Augustine retracted his gaze and looked up at one of the expressionless "reapers" of the imperial heresy, Sadi did not speak, and walked straight out of the empty conference room, only the old cardinal was left and slowly got up, Augustine immediately went to help, he had seen too many absurdities and ups and downs, The funny and solemn old man did not refuse the young man's kindness, and was helped towards the door, and when he reached the door, he paused, and the young priest immediately let go of his hand, and the old cardinal archbishop sighed and walked alone into the lonely corridor.

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"Walk through thorns, mountains, seas, swamps, and reach the place of rest. But Godfather, if the narrow door you spoke of had not been opened to me in the first place, should I continue to bow my head and bend down?"

Augustine walked slowly down the hallway, looking serene. Behind him was a child in a black robe and a hat, shrouded in a huge robe, and his face could not be seen clearly.

"Poor worm, you don't have any family anymore, you don't have half a friend, His Majesty the Emperor also left you to fend for yourself, the proud Holy See doesn't like you, the snobbish nobles hate you, the Inquisition rejects you, and even the only one who reaches out today, Lord Haihime, is an enemy who will send you to hell yesterday, you kill yourself, anyway, no one wants to accept you except the devil. ”

"If the enemy doesn't die, I won't fall first. This is the advice that the Godfather gave me. ”

Augustine smiled, "It's tiring to be the enemy of the entire empire, but it's not going to be lonely and boring." ”

"You fool who doesn't think you can do anything, a madman who fights the whole world!"

It was as if the child hiding in the black robe screamed.

"Thank you for the compliment, Miss Elizabeth. ”

"I almost forgot that you were still a shit aristocrat in a mask of hypocrisy. I'll bite you to death!" the child grabbed Augustine's hand and bit it down.

And in the face of Charlotte's extremely gentle and gentle white-robed priest and the neurotic Rotonchild's former heir in the eyes of the Holy See's superiors, in the face of the "childishness" of "Miss Elizabeth", he was not tolerant at all, did not have the greatest tradition of the empire———— and threw her out with pity.

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Charlotte returned to the hallway where she had met Augustine and revisited the coat of arms that should have been called the Obsidian, and the Bishop of Pisa came softly behind her, silent. After a long time, Charlotte squatted and stood up crookedly, and then he said, "Child, that's the obsidian, the symbol of the Rothonchild family. ”

"The big eastern family that has been completely erased by the Empire?" Charlotte lived a life of almost isolation, but there were always good old nuns or young clergy in the church who liked to inquire about the gossip of high society, and she had heard various versions of rumors about the Rotonchilds.

Bishop of Pisa nodded.

"What about him, Lord Bishop?" Charlotte asked cautiously.

"I don't know. ”

"Is he really the godson of the saint Iyeta, the sole heir of the House of Rotonchild?" Charlotte's heart fluctuated, and she did not believe that such a great man who seemed to be high in the clouds could talk to her happily and equally, humbly ask for advice, and thank her gratefully.

He was also the 4th head of the Sacramental Ministry. The Bishop of Pisa lamented that the bishop, who has always disliked talking about right and wrong, may also want to find a safe outlet.

Sacramental Ministry.

Charlotte's body trembled violently and panicked.

"Forget about it. Do not be afraid, good child, and continue to serve the Lord with purity and single-mindedness, and you will be able to resist all the temptations and dangers of the devil. Bishop Pisa said softly, moving his steps away from Sister Charlotte's field of vision.

Charlotte looked up through the columns and stumbled upon a huge angel sculpture at the top of the famous Edward III Chapel, called "St. Urban", half of the holy archangel Gabriel, half of the fallen archangel Lucifer.

The statue is bathed in sunlight.

It has stood in St. John's Church for 500 years.

In the history of the Empire, the heads of 4 great heretics and traitors were hung on the left hand of "St. Urban".

Now we are in 5th place.

Today, the sacred sculpture holds a stone copy of the Teachings in its right hand, and in its left hand hangs the withered head of Prince Otis, the symbol of the "Butcher of the Titans".

"My father's head should have been hung there. ”

Charlotte heard a familiar voice and turned in horror to see the quiet face of the new magnate of the Sacramental Ministry.

The white-robed priest didn't care about the fear and panic in the nun's eyes, but just looked at the magnificent statue that was 13 meters high, lost his thoughts, and the little girl behind him also showed a rare sad look for the first time.

Retracting his gaze, the young priest smiled slightly, performed the Holy See's blessing, and said softly: "May the Lord bless you." ”

Looking at his back again, the ordinary nun, who had never seen the "Black Pope" again in her life, plucked up the courage to shout: "May the Lord bless you, Master Augustine." ”

The sun shines on the icy ground, unbridled.