The three of them followed behind Lord St. Anthony to a small conference room.

When all three were seated, Lord St. Anthony looked at Herbert.

Herbert playfully handed over the silver locket containing the "Ring of Death".

His Excellency St. Anthony did not open it directly, but closed his eyes and began to perceive.

The lights in the room seemed to be extinguished, and in the darkness of vision, a dark wave of night fell, and like a tide, rushed to the small silver locket.

His Excellency St. Anthony's eyes became extremely deep, as if the deepest darkness was hidden in the deepest part of his eyes.

The air in the room seemed to freeze for a moment, and then returned to normal.

After a few moments, the room was lit up again.

His Excellency St. Anthony's deep eyes swept towards the three of them in turn, and finally stopped at Roman.

"Your Excellency Roman, the information and items you brought this time are very valuable, I will report this to the Holy See, and you will come to the church tomorrow night."

Nodding, Roman signaled that he knew:

"Praise be to the Goddess!"

Herbert noted that the archbishop addressed Roman as "Lord Roman......

While he was thinking nonsense, Archbishop St. Anthony looked at him, and Herbert subconsciously sat up straight.

"I already know about you, and the Goddess teaches us that character is more important than birth."

"You have proven your character in this matter, and the Goddess will forgive you for the mistakes you have committed."

"Because this matter is so important, you will live in the church for the time being, so that you can listen to the sermons of the pastors, attend Mass, and study the sacred scriptures of the Goddess."

"Waiting for the next instructions from the Templars, what do you think?"

Herbert did not hesitate, "Following your decision, Your Excellency, under the teaching of Mr. Roman, I have been able to feel the mercy of the Goddess, and now I need to study the sacred scriptures of the Goddess, thank you for your arrangement." ”

"Praise the Goddess."

"Praise the Goddess."

Only Roman was beside him, looking confused...... What have I taught?

However, the matter was resolved smoothly.

Herbert and Fenya will inevitably face a certain degree of scrutiny, which is a necessary procedure, and may arrange for him to study the holy scriptures and accept the teachings of the goddess for a period of time without doing anything.

When this period of time passes, you will be able to live freely in the sun, and you will no longer have to hide from XZ.

Roman himself also had a matter on his mind, Herbert and they stayed in St. Samuel's Church, and even if the people of the Spirit Order had the ability, they couldn't do anything with them, so naturally they couldn't track them down.

Roman, who had finished this, went to the Grand Prayer Hall to pray for a while, and then set off straight to Miss Anne's machinery shop in Jowood.

Before leaving the house, Herbert and Funya thanked Roman again.

Roman patted the thick document on his chest containing Herbert's transcription, smiled at the two, and left St. Samuel's Church.

Going out, feeling the familiar mist of Bakeland, Roman suddenly thought of something......

His Excellency St. Anthony didn't say anything about keeping himself for lunch.

Shaking his head, Roman made his way to a fancy restaurant in the North End.

In this regard, Roman has never treated himself badly.

At this luxurious restaurant that specializes in the cuisine of the Indisian court, he ordered a 10-pound chef's recommended lunch set, and Roman, who was temporarily fine, sat by the window, in a leisurely mood, and savored it.

The steak is just right, but the portion is a little small......

Roman, who was seven minutes full, tasted the golden champagne in the glass, and looked at the people outside who were leisurely or hurried, and only felt indescribably comfortable.

The nervous tension caused by the battle of wits and courage with the air in the past few days has eased a lot at this moment under the adjustment of food and wine.

In the afternoon, Joe Wood District, 42 Reyria Street, in front of Annie's Machinery Store.

Roman looked at the sign of "Annie's Machinery Shop" and was slightly speechless.

He also thought that Miss Anne's Machinery Shop was a pronoun, and who knew that it was really called Anne's Machinery Shop.

The door opened, and Roman walked straight inside.

After entering the door, I saw a variety of instruments and mechanical products and parts, and there was a wooden counter in front of the left side of the door, and it was not Miss Anne who sat at the counter, but a young man.

He has a slightly rounded face, handsome and soft, and is boredly fiddling with a small "doll" made of metal and gears in his hand.

Seeing Roman come in, he seemed a little surprised, tilted his head, and looked at Roman:

"What do you need?"

The sound is quite magnetic.

"I went to Miss Anne and made an appointment with her." Roman nodded and replied.

Listening to Roman's words, the young man's originally somewhat godless eyes seemed to suddenly shoot out two rays of light called "gossip", and Roman felt as if he had changed people.

"You made an appointment with her? Are you her friend? When did she have friends outside of church and school, how did I not know? ”

A series of questions made Roman a little confused, and just as he was about to say something, he heard footsteps on the stairs on the second floor, and then, Miss Anne's somewhat annoyed voice sounded:

"Darth!"

Seeing that the young man named "Darth" seemed to be a little afraid, he subconsciously shrank his neck, and then, as if remembering something, puffed up his chest and looked at Miss Anne who came down.

"I'm concerned about you, the last time I went to the teacher, he also asked about your emotional problems, saying that you are addicted to research and production, and you don't have time to ......"

Ignoring the chattering Darth, Annie dragged Roman briskly up to the second floor, leaving only the meaningful look behind the wooden counter.

"What's going on?" Roman asked, a little puzzled.

Miss Anne quietly let go of the hand that was holding Roman's arm, and replied with some helplessness:

"That's Darth. Austin, is one of my ...... Junior brother, the younger sister who was originally helping to watch the store in my store has something at home recently, so I asked him to help temporarily, I usually do research upstairs, and you just came over. (Note 1)

"Junior brother?" Roman asked.

"Well, the physics department of Beckland University, said that he was a junior brother, but he didn't actually go to school together, he was much lower than me."

Roman, who had not guessed Miss Anne's age, casually changed the subject.

"And what did he just say about your teacher?"

"It was more like a little research club of top physics students at Beckland, and we had some teachers in common."

Roman nodded in understanding.

Many schools will have similar organizations, which are also a kind of "networking" between students.

Without asking too much, Roman revealed his first intention: to buy extraordinary items in the form of weapons.