"Dark, it's time to eat, let's go eat. Sylvia was pulled by Di, still muttering about what to eat at noon, not noticing Di's anxiety at all.

"What do you know besides eating?" Gloom was in a hurry at this time, and he said quickly: "Hurry back to the hotel and check out, then take your things and leave, we will leave the city immediately." ”

Hearing the name "Hastings" from the mouth of the white-bearded old man, and seeing that he looked very familiar with the owner of this name, he knew that the old man was definitely not an ordinary person, and he definitely had a great background.

Roman Hastings, the ruler of the dark abyss and the famous Demon King, has lived for nearly 100,000 years, and is in the same stage as Garcia, the king of angels. Hastings is extremely powerful, and it is not clear how strong and dark it is, but it is certain that the Demon King unleashed a forbidden spell magic, like a shadow, and it almost became an instinct to catch it.

"Out of the city? Why? I haven't had enough of it in the city. Sylvia said.

"Why? Why do you say? Of course, it's to run away!" said gloomily, "If you don't want to be rounded up by a group of paladins, then run away!"

"Paladin?Where did the Paladin come from?Why did the Paladin come to arrest us?" Sylvia was confused, she didn't understand what was going on.

"That old man! Think of that old man! He could easily name the Demon King of Hastings, and he knew it so well. How many people do you think there are on the continent who are familiar with the Demon King?"

The whole continent can be familiar with the Demon King, either friends or enemies, but whether it is friends or enemies, there are not a few in total, and they can be counted with two hands, and the acquaintances of the Demon King, whether they are friends or enemies, must be very strong. And in this place, you can meet the acquaintances of the Demon King......

"You mean......" Sylvia finally reacted, her voice trembling.

"That's right. Di nodded, and said the two words that made the two of them tremble:

"The Pope. ”

The 36th Pope of the Holy See of Light, the current Pope Cyril Victor, is 604 years old this year, and his lifespan has been extended to 1,000 years because he has received some very special spell rituals in the Holy Arts. So, in fact, he is still a ...... Middle aged.

Some people say that although Cyril Victor's strength is not as good as the two big men such as Garcia, the king of angels, and Hastings, the king of demons, it is enough to compete with strong people like the queen of dragons and the queen of elves. Victor didn't admit it, but he didn't deny it either, and the information in it is very interesting, and you can think that he didn't know about it, or you can think that he acquiesced in it. Compared to the former, Gloomy believes in the latter.

Having been recognized by the current Pope in the Holy City of the Holy See, Shadow can already imagine his fate - a group of paladins and priests will come to the door, and then he will be laid down by a group of paladins in a wheel battle, and then these people will take him to the Basilica of Vanti to receive the so-called "sentence of the god of light".

Sylvia also realized the seriousness of the matter. If that crazy old man is really the current Pope Cyril Victor, then their situation is precarious, and maybe a large wave of paladins and priests are approaching here.

They were perhaps the luckiest and stupidest people ever, because they spoke so closely to the current Pope, and they were led around the Basilica of Vanti by the Pope, and the stupid thing was that they found out after all this that the person who spoke to them and took them on a tour of the Basilica of Vanti was the Pope.

"Then what are we doing here, run?" said Sylvia, running frantically towards the inn. Her magic storage bag is still in the hotel room, as a green elf, all the things on Sylvia's body are in that magic storage bag, including all the gold tickets, and some small jewelry that girls like, clothes and other messy things.

"Seemingly, it seems, it should be, you were stunned there just now, right?!" he rolled his eyes, and the speed under his feet did not decrease but increased, and he followed Sylvia.

......

"Boss, check out!" said Dark, slapping the keys to the two upper rooms on the counter.

"Well, are you dissatisfied with our service?" the boss asked, looking left and right again.

"No, it's just that we have something urgent, please hurry. ”

"Okay, okay. ”

The two hurried back to the inn as fast as they could, and exited the innkeeper in astonishment. Immediately afterward, the two of them ran through the streets of the Holy City, completely ignoring the pointing and talking of the inhabitants of the Holy City.

"Young people nowadays are so impatient, running so fast, what if they hit someone?" said an aunt.

"Is this a run for your life, or is it a race? Could it be that the demon is attacking again? No, there hasn't been a demon attack for many years?"

Both Assassins and Ranger are professions known for their ability to escape. The streets of the Holy City of the Holy See are straight, not long in total, and you can directly look at the north gate from the south gate, which was originally intended to facilitate the movement of the army in the city, but now it has become the help of Gloom and Sylvia - there are not so many twists and turns, and it is very convenient to run, there is no need to slow down at all, you just need to keep running.

"Hey, stop, check!" The soldier guarding the gate saw the two "lost dogs" galloping over, and hurriedly raised the spears in their hands, and did not even have time to let go of the horses, but unfortunately their movements were a little slow, and they were overtaken before they could finish speaking. A cloud of dust rose farther and farther from outside the city gates.

The situation was immediately reported by the soldiers guarding the door.

Pope Cyril Victor, who was in the Hall of Dawn, received the news as soon as possible.

"These two little guys are still very interesting, they actually ran away like this. Victor laughed. With a wave of his hand, he motioned for the paladin who had delivered the message to step aside.

"The subordinates retired. The paladin nodded, exited the Hall of Dawn, and closed the door by the way.

Suddenly there were only two people left in the Hall of Dawn of Dawn, the Pope and the Knight of Owen.

"Your Majesty, do you need me to get the two of them back?" Owen asked. He was Victor's servant knight and was responsible for serving Victor directly.

"No need, they can run, I have other arrangements for you......"