Chapter 122: There is a Beginning

Lin Yanxiao stiffened in place, and he didn't know what expression to put on for a while. His mind was spinning, and he didn't even know what to say at the moment.

"I said I really saw the Pope, believe it or not!, or in his bedroom!" Lin Yanxiao howled angrily in his heart, with a dry smile on his face, "Senior sister, I'm ......"

"Don't say anything, follow me to the dean!" Cyno's face was both panicked and suspicious, but who else in this world would dare to pretend to be His Majesty the Pope?

"Your Excellency, please stay!" a clergyman hurriedly caught up with the Chancellor's deacon, Bishop Rohrt, who was surrounded by crowds.

"Presumptuous, Your Excellency Prime Minister has important business to do, what do you have to say now?" rebuked a lord with a dignified countenance.

"This ...... I have received a communication from the Dean of the Seminary of St. Burton College, who has something important to report to you. The young clergyman said quickly.

"He, an old bookbag who only knows how to do research, has been away from the Holy See for so long, and I'm afraid he has forgotten the rules of the Holy See. The bishop sneered, and it seemed that he had a lot of fire in his heart. Impatiently, he fired at the person who came to the gun's eye.

"Okay Gegran, why are you so impulsive. Roalte spoke, nodding to the clergyman, I'll go with you.

"But your Excellency, ...... over there?" said Geglan with an anxious look.

"It's already happened, ten more minutes or ten minutes less won't change the situation, Geglan, calm down. Roalt was as cold as a stone in a glacier, and no one who came into contact with him would have thought that this was the Chancellor and Deacon of the Holy See.

"Yes, Your Excellency. Gegland lowered his head, indignation in his eyes.

"It's only ten minutes. Roalt said coldly.

"Yes, please come with me. The young clergyman excitedly ran in front to lead the way, ran two steps and found that his appearance was not dignified, and hurriedly coughed twice, raised his chest and raised his head to collect his abdomen, and put on a dignified posture.

"Today's children are really getting more and more ignorant!" said Gegland, who flicked his sleeves angrily as he left, "isn't the east the most important thing now......!"

"Alas, the world is unpredictable, I thought that I could enjoy a few years in the Holy See with a few of you old things, and then I could step down and return to the territory to retire, but I didn't expect this subverting mainland thing to happen to me. A middle-aged man with a handsome face said in an old-fashioned tone.

"Hahaha Akid, you actually said you were old in front of Gegland, beware of him throwing you downstairs!" the other bishops said with a smile.

The corners of Gegland's mouth twitched, a stiff smile hung on his face, and the other bishops winked at each other without a trace, and they were distinct from each other.

"Anyway, what does that old thing in St. Burton have to find His Excellency the Prime Minister? My apprentice is studying in St. Burton, is there anything for her to tell me that it is not okay? Gegland said in a voice that looked like a complaint.

"Looking for you? What are you? The bishop sneered inwardly, hello to me, hello to everyone, "You're talking about the little girl in Snow, that little doll must be seventeen or eighteen now." Alas, time flies so fast, I remember that when she first came to the Holy See, she was a little girl, and in the blink of an eye she became a big girl. ”

"yes, yes. ”

Everyone took the stubble, no one paid attention to Geglan's question just now, Gegland was so angry that his chest hurt, and he could only hold back.

"Durna, my old friend, why are you in such a hurry to find me?" Roalte stood alone in front of the communication crystal, a screen half the size of a wall showed a room full of books, a white-haired and white-bearded old man looked at him with a frown in his eyes, he held a snow-white letter in his hand, the letter paper was written in golden letters, and the familiar font signed another person's name at the end of the letter.

"Robert, I don't know when you'll be imitating Your Majesty's handwriting. The dean of the seminary, Durna, coughed and said in a voice that was not long gone.

Roalte frowned, confused, "What are you talking about?"

"Today our seminary received a student who was recognized by the falling star bird and received a token from the seminary. Durna said tremblingly.

"Oh, did St. Burton Sour reform the way the Holy See admits students? Roalte said.

Durna glared at him, and continued: "After passing the test, we received a letter of recommendation from him—a letter of recommendation from His Majesty the Pope's fire!

"What?" Rult stared at the letter, "this letter?"

"It's true, I've been away from the Holy See for many years, and I feel the power of Your Majesty again, ah, how can I be!" Durna burst into tears, and carefully put away the letter in the safe with both hands.

Roalte followed his movements, and his heart was even more puzzled, "When will Your Majesty write the letter?

"Haha, as the "first lackey" of His Majesty's subordinates, there are times when you don't know! I have appraised it, the handwriting is very new, and with the recent incident of His Majesty's Holy Spirit, I think His Majesty has made some big moves! If it weren't for his trust in His Majesty's character, I almost suspect that the boy was His Majesty's illegitimate son!" Durna danced with his hands, his hands did not tremble, and he looked like he was back to the light.

Roalte hesitated in his heart, and after thinking for a long time, he said: "Who else knows about this matter?"

"You and me, and that little girl of Snow. Durna's eyes narrowed, and he said, "But you and I will be left in a moment." ”

"And that kid of unknown origin...... Since it is His Majesty's will, then take proper care of it. Robert said in a soothing tone, "When the time comes, I have other things, you can do it yourself, don't let your majesty down." ”

Durna snorted coldly and took the lead in closing the communication.

Roalte walked out and said to himself, "I forgot to ask the child's name, forget it, we will meet by fate." ”