When Lao Liang was immersed in boundless happiness, on the high golden seat of the Holy See Mountain Bright Temple, a white-bearded old man was worrying about him. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

The current Pope, Abigail, will soon be 85 years old, but the shallow wrinkles on his forehead, fair skin, and no bloated figure make him look like an elegant poet in the prime of life. His Majesty the Pope habitually tidied up the golden robe, so that the slightest fold on the knee disappeared, and then subconsciously touched the crown on his head, the crown of the Bright Emperor Flower made of pure gold silk was genuine, because the crown was inlaid with a real Bright Emperor Flower. It used to be the source of his pride, the bargaining chip that overlooked all beings, but now it ......

"Pittoya's mission seems to be going well, and as soon as I arrived at Gallente, I wrote back, you ...... Check it out!"

Pope Abigail handed the letter in his hand to the purple-robed priest beside him, as the Voamu Throne in charge of the internal affairs of the Holy See Mount, Flint had long known that the griffin knight of the Adjudicating God had brought news of Giront a week ago, he really didn't want to open this letter that had been crumpled by His Majesty the Pope, and it was difficult for the Pope to make decisions, what could he do as a small cardinal?

It was useless to be reluctant, His Majesty the Pope let himself read this letter, which was to represent His Majesty's trust, and he quickly read the letter, and the more he read it, the more he read it, the more frightened he became, and the content of the letter simply made him unbelievable. An oracle holding the Flower of the Emperor of Light descended on Miano and gave the Flower of Light to his receiver Pitoya on behalf of the God of Light. Flint only felt his head buzzing, could it be that the old man of the God of Light was joking with the servants of the Minano continent? Not only did he send an envoy to share power with His Majesty the Pope, but also divided half of his favor to Pitoya, who was already ready to move, is there a more vicious and efficient discord plan between heaven and earth? Thinking about the end, Flint even wondered if the Great God Wright had abandoned their believers.

"Flint! Flint ......"

The Pope called out several times in succession before summoning back the soul of the stupid Woamu Throne.

"Your Majesty...... Your Majesty!"

Abigail beckoned to him, took the letter back and put it away in the spatial ring, and then asked with a blank face, "What do you think we should do?"

Although Flint was apprehensive in his heart, His Majesty the Pope's use of the word "we" to express their relationship with each other still made him feel flattered. However, trust is one thing, performance is another, in the face of His Majesty the Pope's question, Flint humbly bowed his head and replied sincerely: "In the Minano continent, His Majesty's will is the rule of people's behavior, of course, you do what you say?"

Abigail enjoyed Flinter's sycophants very much, but his face did not show it, he said with a calm face: "Talk about your own opinion, flattery will not solve the problem." ”

Flint looked left and right with his eyes, and saw that there was no one in the empty hall, and knew that Abigail did not fully trust the attendants around him, so he used the excuse to break them all up. Despite this, he cautiously leaned forward and said in a low voice, "Lord Pitoya should not have acceded to his request, whether it is to study doctrines or legal codes, there is no better place for him than Lord Kaideans, after all, he is the "living book" of the Holy Church. The annoying thing is that the guy named Aragorn proved the identity of the oracle with the Bright Emperor Flower, so he used the oracle as a reason to refuse. ”

Flint stole a glance at His Majesty the Pope's face, and then quickly swept the Bright Emperor Flower on his head, and then changed his words and continued: "Actually, I don't think the title of an oracle is nothing, after all, you are the master of Miano. We first agreed to his request, controlled him on the Holy See Hill, cut him off from the outside world, even if he had the sign of the oracle in his hand, he would not be able to exert influence on the believers, and slowly people would forget his existence. The trouble is Pittoya, that guy has already started to cultivate his own power in the shadows, and this time it is ...... If you get another Bright Emperor Flower, I am afraid that your arrogance will be even more arrogant, and those watchers in the Council of Elders may have wrong ideas, and Your Majesty must prevent it as soon as possible. ”

After listening to Fellint's words, the uneasiness in Abigail's heart gradually receded, and the supreme power instantly returned to his body, and the old pope looked at the golden giant door in the distance and snorted coldly.

"I'll let him know who's in charge here. The old things in the Council of Elders should be beaten up, or they think they can kidnap my will with their voting rights. Go and arrange everything, the Holy See Hill has not been visited by an emissary for many years, and we can't afford to wait for guests. ”

His Majesty the Pope's words positioned Lao Liang, an envoy, as a visitor, and it was not a simple matter for guests to turn against guests. Especially if you want to be the master of the Holy See Hill, it is even more difficult to climb to the sky.

Pope Abigail was worried that others would grab the chair with him, but he didn't expect that the so-called oracle didn't have this idea at all, and told a big lie, just to find a way to sneak into the Holy See Hill and find the lich to do Dosa.

The prison under the cliff behind the mountain was dark and damp, and the unnamed poisonous insects crawled over the droplet-covered walls, and a spiky Núthlo thorn vine snaked through the vents in the wall, bringing a little life to the lifeless cell.

Gandosa mechanically raised his arm, tore a leaf from the green vine, put it in his mouth and chewed it slowly, only then could he feel that he was still alive. However, such a move was only self-deception, and he couldn't feel the bitterness and toxin of the thorn vine at all.

Spit out the tasteless crumbs in his mouth, Gandosa made a scratch on the wall with his sharp nails, and the white scratches were already five thousand seven hundred and thirty, which represented the number of days that the good Meghan had left here with his hope. Although the cunning Pope had just changed his cell, he could not imprison his thoughts of the Holy Maiden Lina. Gandosa knew very well that the guy who only had a trace of his soul left was not easy to deal with, even if he was in his prime, it would depend on luck to defeat him. Fifteen years have passed, and Meghan has not been heard from at all, and I am afraid that she has long since fallen. Gandosa feels infinitely guilty for using Meghan to save his lover, yes, he shouldn't take advantage of the goodness of human nature, although Meghan is completely voluntary, but this is still against his own nature. Gandosa felt that he had begun to slide into the dark abyss, that he had thought that it was only his own shell that had rotted and that his soul had begun to fall. But what about turning into a demon for the sake of his beloved Lena? Thinking of this, his gray eyes seemed to glow with a little light, and Gandosa lifted the wooden barrel by the cell door, and poured the incomparably foul black blood into his mouth little by little, so that the blood food slowly moistened the shriveled and rotten body, and only in this way could the parasitic soul persevere.

The marriage proposal ceremony of the Viscount of Aragon came to an end in the rain and the admiration of the people of the imperial capital, the Viscount got his wish and won the hearts of the two girls, and the two parties agreed to hold the wedding in Jincang after the trip to the Holy See Mountain.

In the evening of the same day, the servants of the Lord Viscount ushered in the first grand banquet in the manor. In the middle of the small courtyard there was a red charcoal fire, and the servants unfolded the washed lambs on steel forks and set them on the coals. Lao Liang changed into tight civilian clothes and became a chef himself with an oil brush in his hand.

"Linka! Where did you get this salt? It's as thick as sand, and you don't fear eating too much and becoming a bat if you use it to grill meat?"

Troll Linka smiled, took a large plate of coarse salt from Lao Liang's hand, took two steps and turned back and asked, "My lord, will you become a bat if you eat too much salt?"

Lao Liang was stunned by the question, and then raised his big foot and kicked it, and Linka ran out with a grin, looking for the most powerful Braggat to grind salt.

The high priest of Naronto came over with a wine glass, and watched curiously as Lao Liang smeared vegetable oil on the mutton, and Lao Liang asked Tucker to bring a chair for the master, and invited the high priest to sit opposite, and the two of them chatted.

"You know a lot of things, in the human realm, I haven't heard of a nobleman who cooks for himself!" said Narondo slowly after taking a sip of rum.

My ex-wife was a sheep shepherd, and the most thing in the family was mutton, and she was a gluttonous person, so she learned this. ”

Lao Liang flipped the mutton over and spread the prepared sauce as he spoke.

"We also have sheep there, why haven't we seen you show your skills?"

"Master, if I were to roast sheep in Sky City, I am afraid that the smell of barbecue in the living area would not be able to escape for a week. ”

After listening to Lao Liang's explanation, Naronto laughed and said, "That's not right, smelling such a nice smell of meat every day, you can save your meals, and saving food can also be regarded as a contribution to the dwarves of the hills!"

"The grain is saved, but the sheep are sold, and when the children come to me for barbecue, Aunt Belina won't peel off my skin?"

The two of them were laughing at each other, Lao Liang suddenly felt a numbness in his shoulder, and turned his head to see that it was Lan Boer who patted him on the shoulder. Teacher Ramboer glared at Lao Liang, put the two plates of dried fruits in his hand on the low table beside them, and pouted and complained about Lao Liang.

"I don't know how to be respectful when I talk to Master Narondo, and if outsiders see it, I won't laugh at you, the viscount. ”

Lao Liang's face was blank, Naronto smiled and waved his hand, and said for Lao Liang: "Although I represent his parents today, but in Sky City, we are commensurate with brothers, if he respects me as an elder, I will be uncomfortable!"

Seeing that Master Narondo's words were sincere, Ramboer was secretly happy that Lao Liang had such a friend, she glared at her fiancé again, and turned to leave.

Looking at Ramboer's back, Narondo said with a smile in his eyes: "Beauty is not easy to bear!"

Lao Liang Han shook his head with a smile, his face was full of unconcealable happiness. The two of them chatted for a while, and Narondo brought the conversation to the point.

"We're friends, aren't we?"

Old Liang was very strange about Naronto's sudden question, and he nodded and replied, "Of course, it is my luck that Aragorn has a benevolent elder like you as a friend. ”

The wine in Narondo's glass rippled slightly, and he took a deep breath, calmed down before continuing to ask, "In that case, can you tell me where you came from?"

Lao Liang knew that Naronto would ask himself this question sooner or later, but he couldn't answer it head-on, Lao Liang squinted his eyes and sprinkled the spices in his hand on the half-cooked mutton, turned the lamb over again, and asked inadvertently: "Does my brother believe in the existence of gods?"

Narondo listened to Lao Liang's words, and his big hand shook violently again, and half a glass of purple wine was sprinkled on the placket of his clothes, and he didn't realize it. Sure enough, did he finally have to admit it? Naronto looked at Lao Liang steadily, waiting for him to continue.

Lao Liang felt Naronto's needle-like gaze, raised his head and smiled, and continued: "Master, you have misunderstood. I mean, the gods can teach us a lot of things. ”

"The gods taught you that kind of writing?"

"Why not?"

"Have you really seen a god?"

"Master, you seem to have forgotten that I still have an oracle sign on my head?"

"Do you believe in light?"

"I believe in justice!"

"Light is not justice, you don't believe in light, how can the God of Light send you as an envoy?"

"Maybe I'm handsome enough?"

"!"

"Shouldn't the oracle be handsome?"

"No god will judge a person by his appearance!"

"Not necessarily, I see that the statues of the attendants in the temple are very beautiful!"

"That's because the divine power has transformed their bodies!"

"If I had been remodeled, I would have been more handsome. ”

"The gods haven't given you divine power yet, so how can you be infinitely powerful?"

"You were still questioning my faith just now, what you are not sure about, how can the gods be sure? If you are not sure of my faith, how can you easily give me divine power?"

"But aren't you an oracle?"

"I said, I'm just carrying an oracle sign. ”

"Wait...... What were we talking about?"

"Can the divine envoy be more handsome? ”

"Aragonese ......"

Narondo didn't ask a useful word from Lao Liang's mouth, seeing that he was determined to mess with himself, and the irascible high priest didn't bother to waste his words with him, he picked up his wine glass and went to fight with those troll guards.

Joanna brought the freshly ground fine salt, gently pinched some of it, and sprinkled it evenly on the yellowish mutton, then put the remaining fine salt aside, took Lao Liang's big hand and said softly: "Ramboer and I both understand that song, we won't ask, and we don't need to ask where you come from, just know that you are really good to us, and that's enough." ”

Looking at Joanna's tender eyes, Lao Liang felt that his heart was melting. He gently took Joanna's head into his arms and whispered in her ear, "My hometown is far, far away, so far that I can't find my way back, and when I can find that path again, I will take you to see a different world." ”