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"Ladies and gentlemen, you are the most devout believers in the Goddess, there is no doubt about that, but the Goddess's divine grace is not something that everyone can enjoy, supreme ......" The bishop who presided over the ceremony gushed the blessings of the Goddess of Light, who in his mouth was already beyond the creator god. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

"How long is he going to talk?" Francis asked as he stood on the edge of the hall and asked Taylor and Alade on the side.

"I don't know, I remember the last time I gave a speech in the Knight's Hall, this old guy seems to have been talking about a day" Taylor also complained, it is better to let a real warrior like him listen to this nonsense.

"Alaide is very good, he has persevered until now" Francis looked at Alaide on the side, and he didn't even have a slap until now, which didn't fit his personality

"No, Alaide," Taylor glanced at Alaide beside him and called out to him softly.

"It can't be asleep," Taylor shoved him violently, looking at the unresponsive Alaide.

"What are you doing?" Unexpectedly, Alade kept his eyes open and looked ahead, he didn't doze off.

"What are you doing, calling you to ignore me?"

"What?" Aled paused for a moment, as if thinking of something, reached into his ear, and took out two clumps of cotton.

"What did you just say?"

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"Sure enough, I knew that in the end, it would definitely be like this" Francis immediately took two steps away, indicating that he did not recognize the living treasure.

"Lord Francis, that one over there is the female tyrannosaurus" Aled approached Francis, looking at the woman in blue opposite with a look of indignation.

"Is that her? not like you say... In Alaide's mouth, the female dragon who had a deep hatred for her was eight feet tall, with a head as big as a bucket, and a green face and fangs, even if it turned into a human form...... It's a complete ugly thing. But the woman in front of her is dressed in blue, with a beautiful posture, and she is definitely a top beauty in terms of appearance. Compared to the four holy women candidates in the hall, it is not inferior, and it is completely different from what Alede described.

"You can't look at the surface, don't look at her cold, she's definitely an unreasonable barbarian... No, it's a savage dragon," Alade pursed his lips in disdain, and kept slandering her in front of Francis.

"Okay, you don't have to add fuel and vinegar, I can probably guess some of what happened" I don't have to think about it to know, it must be Alaide who is lustful and gets beaten up as a result.

"That's all I have to say, but I'll summarize it a few more words..."The presiding bishop seemed to be unfinished and ready to continue.

"It seems that the time is coming, so please assign the task first," the guard on the side walked behind the bishop to remind the bishop to pay attention to the time. His hand was clenched tightly to the sword at his waist, and like everyone else, he could not take it anymore.

"Alright then," the bishop reluctantly stopped his speech, looked at the four candidates standing in front of him, and took out four codexes and handed them over one by one.

"This is a task that the Pope and the three cardinals have drawn up together, and the content of the task is inside, see for yourselves" The curiosity of everyone in the hall was raised, and they looked at the four candidates together.

"I wonder what kind of task it is?" Francis closed his eyes, trying to perceive the codex in the candidate's hand by seeing and hearing them.

"Whatever it is, isn't it easy for adults?" Aled immediately slapped him on the back.

"It should be so" Francis nodded, not receiving the system's task prompt, it seems that this task is not difficult.

"Francis, let's go" Just as Francis was thinking about the system and the task, Philomena had already come to him. The rest of the candidates have already left, and there is no room for slack.

"It's over?" Francis looked up at the presiding bishop, he wasn't going to add a few more words?

"Well, the location of this mission is in the Dark Forest, you can take a look first. Let's go find Grandpa, today is also the day he sets off for the Elven Clan, just in time to go along" Philomena handed the Codex to Francis.

"Well, the Pope has already told me about this, and when we complete the task, we can go to the elves" casually glanced at the tasks on the codex, and Francis returned the codex to Philomena, who was most concerned about the elves inviting several popes.

"That's great, the legendary elven tribe's residence of Divia, is the most mysterious and beautiful city on the continent, and has always admired its great name, I didn't expect to be able to see it with my own eyes this time" Even if she is a candidate for sainthood, Philomena is just an eighteen-year-old girl, and beautiful things have a strong attraction to her.

"Ahem, cough, cough" Alede heard the conversation between the two, immediately coughed twice, and walked over with a true scripture.

"If you don't mind, I can escort you both to the Dark Forest. As long as the two of you go to the elves to be guests at the end of their mission, you can bring me into Divia."

"Didn't the Pope say to take you there?" Francis and Philomena looked at each other, thinking that the proposal was terrible.

"Yes, His Holiness the Pope said that there is no danger this time, and he doesn't need me to accompany him" Aleide puffed out his chest proudly, looking like a master here.

"His Holiness the Pope's decision is indeed very wise," Francis nodded, agreeing with Griffith's decision.

"That's true, grandpa is still as wise as ever"

"Then what do you say, don't keep praising the Pope, aren't you tempted by my proposal?" Thinking of the countless elven beauties in Divia, Aled was eager to fly over immediately. But if that's the case, then he'll probably die without even ashes.

"I don't think this is possible, since the Pope asked you to stay, there must be his intentions, you have to appreciate every word he said at that time, and then you will find his wisdom and good intentions" Francis patted Aled's shoulder, and his tone was very solemn.

"Yes, sir, when you say that, I remember that His Holiness the Pope's face was not very good at that time, could it be that there is something really important to be entrusted to me?"

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"Is that the assistant Griffitz found for his granddaughter?" said a kind-faced old man on the second floor of the temple of the Holy Maiden, standing at the window, looking intently at Francis. His white robes were covered with a red waistcoat that Francis had ever seen, and he was Griffith's rival, Cardinal LaBeouf

"Yes, his name is Francis du Aetheus, the heir to the mysterious Golden Family of Caesar's Rise. The white-clothed mage next to him handed over a stack of materials, which contained the information he had collected.

"Eighteen years old, eighteen-ordered, and he also has a good performance in the academy competition, which is indeed very good... But what can be done at this level?" LaBeouf closed the materials in his hand, and there was a lot of useless nonsense in them.

"The subordinates don't understand that the Pope's purpose in doing this is just an eighth-order, and it is impossible for him to be the opponent of Lord Shiryl, even if he is from the Golden Family, Lord Shiryl is a frost dragon of the Holy Order, and a random blow is enough to kill that thin eighth-order mage. ”

"I always feel that there is something wrong with Griffiths, but he never does something that he is not sure of, obviously there are many holy ranks under his hands, but he chose an eighth-order mage... There's definitely something strange here," LaBeouf pinched his beard and fought Griffiths for decades, arguably the man who knew Griffiths best. There was an air of intrigue from beginning to end, which forced LaBeouf to be cautious.

"My lord, what should we do?"

"I know very well the strength of Shirrel, even if she is an absolute powerhouse in the Holy Order, it will definitely not be a problem to defeat that Eighth Order... But just in case, I am bound to take it if you pick another saint-rank swordsman who will faithfully go with me for the position of saint, Griffiths, I want to see what tricks you can play" Through the window, LaBeop looked into the papal hall in the distance.......

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