Once upon a time, Versailles was also a good young man full of ideals, who took the lead in the war against the infidels, died nine times, made great achievements, and became a senior priest of the church in his early thirties.

However, time has worn down his fighting spirit, especially as a cardinal for more than 30 years, but he has not been promoted, which has cooled his enthusiasm.

After losing his enterprising spirit, his divine power has remained at around the fifteenth level, and he may even fall to the holy level at any time. But he didn't care much about all of this anymore.

Because he understands that this is no longer his time, who will promote an old man who is more than sixty years old, and unless he can become a legend, he may not be able to go further in politics in this life.

Versailles, who had broken the jar and broken, took the initiative to retire from the front-line battle god position, mixed in the logistics department for several years, and finally came to the Creation Temple after several tosses.

It's definitely an unpopular place for the church, because everything is arranged by the gods, and there is no need for the servants of God to create anything.

Therefore, although the Creation Temple is one of the twelve main temples, its actual work is only to deal with various magicians, and its power is not as good as that of most secondary temples.

Such a place seemed to be the right place for him to retire with no hope of promotion and seniority, and Versailles himself thought so until he met Mick.

As an old man who has dominated the field for nearly fifty years, Versailles has really seen too many tricks. To be honest, he didn't believe that Mick was very religious about the gods, and the guy was obviously very young compared to himself.

He could see that Mick was anxious, and that there was too much personal goods in his words, and his evasive eyes and occasional vague words revealed superfluous thoughts.

But Mick's blueprint did ignite Versailles' long-dormant passion, an obsession that belonged to an old man's life—to put on a red robe and wear a crown of power.

People are always drawn by desires, and when you ask for something, it is difficult to be objective all the time. Versailles did not think that Mick would be a heretic, which laid the groundwork for cooperation.

He knew all the information about Mick, and knew that Mick's current environment was not as easy as it seemed. Mick, a strong foe, needs to be taught this backer, and he also needs some external motivation to take himself further.

An old fox and a little fox both leaked a smile that contained so much in it.

In such an atmosphere, the talks, which were supposed to end in two hours, continued until the setting sun. Versailles reluctantly sent Mick to the door of the Hagia Sofino, and it was an absolute honor to be so courteously treated by a cardinal.

At the time of parting, Versailles handed Mick a piece of parchment and said earnestly, "Son, this is a basic diagram of divine power, and it should help you develop angel wings. Go ahead, work hard, and don't live up to the gifts that the gods have given you. ”

Mick solemnly took the parchment and said sincerely: "My lord, I am moved by your selflessness, and I will definitely develop that engraved magic pattern as soon as possible according to the will of the gods and you, and ......"

Mick hesitated for a moment, then lowered his voice and said, "Although I don't have the right to criticize anything, the church doesn't seem to pay enough attention to creation.

As far as I know, except for the Creation Temple, the archpriests of the twelve main temples are all cardinals, and you...... You are so noble and selfless, you are definitely worthy of a red robe. ”

Versailles' pupils shrank, and he immediately turned his face pale, and said with a straight face: "Mr. Mick, whether you are worthy of the red coat or not, that is the right of the gods, these suspected blasphemous words, don't mention them again in the future." ”

Mick smiled and nodded at Versailles, "Okay, I remember, thank you for the reminder." So, I'm going to take my leave, and I'm going to ask you to wait for my good news. ”

Versailles had a pleased smile on his face, as if he was looking at his own juniors, and sent Mick down the god steps with kind eyes, until Mick's figure disappeared completely, he couldn't hide his heart and said to himself: "This kid really looks like a roundworm in my stomach......"

Immediately out of the Hagia Sophino, where his carriage was already waiting, and besides the coachman and the butler, there was a man, Mr. Doppler.

Mick was slightly stunned when he saw Doppler and asked, "Sir, why are you here?"

Doppler smiled: "It's because the adults saw that you haven't come out for so long, so they sent me over to check on the situation." ”

"Alexander?" Mick suddenly felt a burst of warmth, in the face of a powerful church, Alexander actually did not do much.

If the church really did not favor him, he would definitely be charged with a bad crime, and Alexander would probably be implicated if he sent someone at this time.

Mick understood that the presence of Doppler would not be of any practical significance, and that Alexander was simply trying to show that he was definitely close to Mick.

Mick has forgotten how long it has been since he felt this kind of genuine love, maybe Alexander is more out of interest, but for Mick, who has never been in love, it is just as precious.

Mick's heart softened in an instant, and the momentary loosening of his heart revealed a small gap, which was enough for a person to really enter his heart.

From this moment on, Mick truly regarded Alexander as a lifelong comrade-in-arms.

"Mr. Mick, shall we go back to gold coins and dreams now?" Doppler asked softly when he got into the carriage and saw Mick staring out the window in a daze.

"Doppler, do you prefer a dinner of gold coins and dreams or a dinner at 326 Red Maple Leaf Street?" Mick asked suddenly, without thinking.

To be honest, Mick was a natural picker, and the gold and dream dinner was definitely not comparable to the dinner in Alexander's office, but Doppler didn't know what Mick meant by this, and it didn't seem polite to choose 326 Red Maple Leaf Avenue directly.

Seeing Doppler there, Mick smiled: "If you don't say it, I also know, that guy Alexander knows how to enjoy himself, and my hillbilly is far worse than him." Seriously, I miss the dinner there too. ”

"Shall we have a meal then?" Doppler suggested with a smile.

Mick clapped his hands and said happily: "That's what I mean, we are tired and tired outside, we can't let that guy be too easy, it's cheap to knock him twice once in a while." ”

Although there are still many things waiting for Mick to go back and deal with, for some reason, Mick suddenly wants to see Alexander at this moment and wants to talk to him about the unexpected results achieved today.

Doppler laughed and told the driver to change his itinerary and head towards Red Maple Street. As a result, the carriage, which was supposed to go northeast, suddenly changed to the southeast.

Fate is sometimes so wonderful, by chance, a butterfly flapping its wings on the other side of the sea can cause a tsunami across the ocean.

Now that this butterfly has been replaced by Mick's carriage, I wonder what kind of storm he will experience in the whirlpool of fate?