Chapter 359: Toledo's Deal

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Ivo trembled a little, and hurriedly asked Lao De, "How did I meet such a horrible fellow?"

"I don't know. "Old German was so dignified that even in his heyday, he barely drew at best with Samael, who had existed much longer than it was.

"Why can the high-ranking beings of the abyss come to the main world," Ivo was a little anxious, "The blessings of the gods should be able to restrain the powerhouses of the other world." ”

Lao De nodded, and said in a deep voice: "Theoretically, there is no problem, the only way for high-ranking beings to come to the main world is through projection and summoning, and the other possibility is that the protection of the gods in the main world is weakened." ”

"That's not good. Ivo frowned, he didn't expect to make such a big discovery by flipping through the classics, he rolled his eyes, and put the old version of the "Divine Codex" into the space ring, this is almost an out-of-print book, maybe it will be used in the future, Ivo smiled unceremoniously and accepted the collection of Westminster Abbey.

Ivo had insomnia that night, and his mind repeatedly replayed the feeling of powerlessness when facing Samael's casual blow, and he gritted his teeth unwillingly, feeling that his strength was not enough.

In the eyes of other peers, maybe his strength has gone against the sky, but the enemies Ivo has always encountered are far beyond the level that he should be exposed to at his age, even if he doesn't mention the almost invincible high-ranking existence like Samael, the pirate king Rothschild and the black queen Luna are not comparable to him.

Age is both an advantage and a disadvantage, the advantage lies in the potential, the disadvantage lies in the time, no matter how great the potential is, it is virtual, only the real strength can deal with the enemy, the distance between the two titles of "genius" and "strong" is an irreversible time gap.

The cultivation of a warrior takes time, and it cannot be achieved overnight, and Ivo has not been a seventh-level warrior for a long time, and if he wants to advance again, there will be at least more than a year or so.

Ivo gritted his teeth and said secretly: "Maybe you should take a year or two out to quietly retreat and practice, precipitate and hone your combat skills." ”

With the protection of the Holy See, he thought that he would be able to gain a period of peace and stability, and as long as the matter at hand was settled, he was ready to devote himself to cultivation.

......

The Toredo Bloodline was very efficient, and the next morning, before the mist had cleared, Ivo received an invitation to meet with the other party.

In a misty alley, Ivo, dressed in a priest's robe, saw an elegant old man of the blood clan, his hair neatly combed, and if he could ignore the pale face and emerald pupils, he looked like an old nobleman who had been deeply influenced by etiquette.

"Marquis Veccelle Toledo, it is an honour to meet you, Pope Deacon Ivo Harrican. The old man of the Blood Clan bowed slightly.

Marquis of the Blood Clan, Torredo is not good at fighting, and his strength should be in the middle of the tenth level, Ivo looked left and right, "Why did you choose to meet in a cramped alley." ”

"With us, it's best to be secretive when we meet. Wichell smiled elegantly, "The Toledo family is a little interested in the deal you proposed, I wonder what kind of leverage you can come up with?"

Ivo smiled faintly and took out the sacred relic of the Sertet family, the Fang of Cain!

He clearly saw that Marquis Vichel's pupils shrank sharply, flashing with extreme shock and fleeting greed, but soon Vichel adjusted his mentality and looked at Ivo deeply, "The Toredo family is very interested in your chips. ”

Seeing that Vichel had calmed down, Ivo breathed a sigh of relief and dispersed the ghostly fire hidden in the palm of his back.

Fourteen seats in the Blood Council, the upper family is not harmonious, fighting with each other, Ivo has investigated the information of the blood family, and knows that Setet is very unpopular among the fourteen families, treacherous, greedy, and shameless family style is still secondary, and the most criticized by other families is the loss of their holy relics, among which Toredo is one of the families with the most tense relationship with Setet, Ivo's choice of Toredo is considered.

The result also made him very satisfied, Toredo was very interested in the Hidden Fang, the other party was afraid of Ivo's current status as a church, and did not dare to rob it, and decided to make a willing transaction with Ivo, a blood relic, worthy of Toredo's payment of a lot of treasures in exchange.

"What are your conditions?" asked Vichell.

"The treasure map of Magellan in Toredo's hand, and the treasure map in Andrei's hand. Ivo wasn't going to go to Andre by himself, the value of the Blood Clan's holy relics was too high, so he simply asked the Blood Clan to help him get both maps, which was easy and fast.

"Anything else?" Vichel was very conscious that the two treasure maps were not worth the value of the Blood Clan's holy relics, and he was even prepared to hemorrhage, presumably the patriarchs of the family would agree with him.

However, Ivo said casually: "You can look at the rest of the things, as long as they can be equal to the value of the Setate relic, I hope I can see your sincerity, so that we may have a chance to cooperate in the future." ”

Verchel didn't expect Ivo to give up the opportunity to make a big deal, and his favor suddenly increased, and he covered his chest and saluted: "Understood, I will report your intentions to the senators, and I will inform you when we have everything together." ”

With a bang, the Marquis of Verchel turned into hundreds of small bats and flew away.

After the matter was settled, Ivo returned to the church, where there was little progress on the Night's Watch's side, and he spent the whole day doing nothing, just honing his physical strength.

At noon, the Overseer approached him again and said, "The Sandro family has a dinner tonight, and Miss Rebecca has invited you to attend, are you going to be invited?"

Ivo waved his hand repeatedly, "I'm not going, you can help me reject her." ”

The Overseer nodded helplessly.

......

In the Manor of the Sanjo family.

"Miss Rebecca, Deacon Ivo has declined your invitation. The butler said.

"Got it. Rebecca waved her hand frustratedly, and this was one of the few men who turned down her invitation to the party.

She glanced at the sullen Alba next to her, and sighed, she invited Ivo, in addition to her curiosity about Ivo, she wanted to help Alba meet her idol.

"Damn the clergy of the Holy See, he actually rejected Miss Ben's invitation. Rebecca gritted her silver teeth and kicked her chair angrily.

Alba sighed, "Forget it, it seems that I don't have a chance to discuss military knowledge with the legendary strongest commander of the North Continent." ”

Rebecca suddenly rolled her eyes and laughed, "That's not necessarily, I've figured out a way." ”

"What's the solution?"

"Since he doesn't come, we can go to him and pray at Westminster Abbey in a few days, and he won't turn us away. Rebecca smiled slyly.

......

"My redemption journey is complete, and the treasure map is almost here, what are your plans?"

In the tavern, Ivo and the four of them get together, and his companions follow him to Odin to accompany him on his journey of redemption, and now that he has joined the Holy See, Ivo is curious about the plans of his companions.

Ander scratched his head, "I'm going back to Hokuriku, my mother should miss me for so long." ”

Hades said lightly: "I will continue to train in the Brotherhood." ”

Ivo glanced at him, and stopped talking, the Brotherhood was fighting against the Bloodline, he didn't know Hades's rank in the Brotherhood, maybe he didn't need to remind him, he already knew this information.

Barlow, a straightforward guy, hesitated rarely, "Actually, I need your help with something." ”

(To be continued.) )