Chapter 45: Never Die
In another room, Leo was complaining to Chekov, who was sitting on the couch. Pen Γ fun Γ Pavilion www. ο½ο½ο½ο½ο½ο½ γ ο½ο½ο½ο½
"Uncle Chekov, why are you so tolerant of those vulgar mercenaries?"
"Leon, you have to know what our purpose is in Norvi City, and it took me a lot of effort to get the Bishop to agree to bring you here. As long as this is done, within five years, I will be able to sit in the position of Archbishop in Black, and you will be able to replace me as Cardinal. This is a godsend, and I don't want to let some small things affect this mission. Speaking of which, Chekov couldn't help but imagine himself as a coach.
"But ......"
"Okay, hmph, don't think I don't know what you're thinking, when I'm done here, I'll find someone to arrest those two mercenaries for you, the male one is at your disposal, and the female one you can also take back as your collection." It's just that since they can be so valued by the mercenary union, before they start, they must investigate their identities first. β
Leo's expression stiffened, no longer feigning anger, and smiled at Chekov with some flattery.
"Heh, I understand, Uncle Chekov, don't worry, I'll do it well, and I won't cause you unnecessary trouble. β
Leon is only twenty-one years old this year, but he has already become a gray-robed deacon in the Holy See by virtue of having an uncle who is a cardinal. His greatest hobby is to collect all kinds of girls. He likes to imprison innocent girls in his own home for his own amusement. The girl's feeble struggles and screams of pain make Leon feel the thrill of manipulating the fate of others, and he loves it.
The silver-haired girl was so charming today, and the first time he saw her, Leon decided to take her back as his next collection. But Leon hid it well, Norvi City was the sphere of influence of the mercenary union, and Leon knew that he couldn't casually press a blasphemy charge as before, so he arrested the girl and interrogated her. So Leon tried to take advantage of the situation, deliberately provoked the two mercenaries with words, and if they dared to resist, he arrested them in the name of ramming the bishop, but it was disappointing that the girl seemed to have a good temper, not as grumpy as the other mercenaries, and did not let Leon get his wish. It's just that in this way, Leon's desire to keep her for himself is even stronger, as elegant as a noble mercenary, how rare a collectible.
The night is already deep, and people with all kinds of thoughts are falling asleep, but the evil thoughts hidden in the night are quietly growing.
The next morning, the soft morning light spread through the moon-white curtains on Elsa's body and hair, waking the sleeping girl.
"Well, it's dawn. Elsa opened her hazy eyes, stepped barefoot on the wooden floor, and walked to the window with some staggering. Pull back the curtains, push open the windows, and the moist morning air comes in with the breath of the morning sun.
"Oh, it's not bad. β
On the second floor of the union, in Cole's room.
"Sorry to call you here so early. Cole sat in a leather office chair, still wearing the black uniform with a moon-white shirt.
"Heh, much later than I expected. Weifeng smiled and held up a note in his hand, which he found in the breakfast prepared by the waiter when he got up early in the morning.
A red storm pattern is drawn on black sticky note paper.
"Or should I call you Mr. Storm. β
Cole picked up the tea on the table and took a sip, the expression on his face still flat.
"People from the Holy See, you should have seen it. You can guess why I didn't say anything yesterday. β
"But you called me here today, didn't you? Weifeng asked rhetorically.
"Hehe, sit down first. Try my tea, I think you'll love it. β
Two turquoise cups had already been placed on the table, and the mist of water evaporating from the black teapot exuded a burst of fragrance.
Before he sat down, Cole stood up and walked to the window with his glass.
"Well, I don't really like to drink this kind of thing, but Muzhu likes to make these things, and he also said that drinking tea is a very tasteful thing. After all these years, I'm used to this slightly bitter taste now. Oh, by the way, the Minoan kid loved it, but she liked to add some sugar cubes and drink it. β
Cole took a sip of tea and continued.
"I want to give you time to think about it, your actions represent the attitude of the royal family of Fassenle on this matter. I hope you think it through before you make a decision. β
"Heh, Star Blue Tea. Weifeng picked up the cup and took a sip of pale green tea. The familiar taste made him instantly recognize that the tea in front of him was Serena's favorite star blue tea.
"I want to ask you how much you know about the Holy See of Light. β
"Serena told me that I also spend two months a year traveling around the continent, and I know a little bit about the Holy Light Holy See. Wei Feng thought for a moment, "The Holy Light Sect's power spans three continents, and there are 200 million believers. The conventional combat power has three major legions, namely Divine Judgment, Apocalypse, and Holy Light, with a total number of around 300,000 and extremely strong combat effectiveness. At the top of the battle force are thirty-six cardinals, thirteen black-clothed archbishops, and three white-clothed popes, all of whom are said to be of the Holy Order. As for the Pope himself, no one knows his exact strength. Of course, these are only the strengths of the Holy See on the surface. β
"Well, that's right, it seems that you still have some knowledge of the Holy See. Colle paused for a moment and continued, "So, if I tell you that the true strength of the Holy See is at least three times that of what you just said, would you still decide to meddle in the affairs of the upstart faction?"
Wei Feng couldn't help but be shocked when he heard this, and then said with a wry smile: "Even with this strength, there is no country in the mainland that can compete with the Holy See, and if it is three times as much, I am afraid that it will be difficult to say that it is invincible even if it exhausts the troops that can be fought by all countries." β
"That's right, and there's an even more powerful presence behind the Holy See, the Holy Family. β
"Whew, so it seems like the Holy See is invincible......"
The strength of the Holy Court made Weifeng's expression extremely bitter. Before this, he thought that if Fasener and Minglan joined forces, they could compete with the Holy See, but now it seems that he is still a little naΓ―ve.
"So, can you tell me about your decision now? Cole's expression became serious, and he stared straight at Weifeng.
Weifeng took a deep breath, not avoiding Cole's fierce gaze in the slightest, his eyes full of determination.
"Before I came, Serena told me that there was no end to the death between the Callegi family and the Holy See. β