Xuanmen and the Vatican were able to dominate the inner realm, forming an unprecedented bipolar transcendent pattern, aside from power, more of a difference in thinking.

Xuanmen longs for the harmony of the world, ignores the blood relationship, and concentrates all the extraordinary resources together to distribute.

All people with good qualifications can get resources, which is equivalent to opening the door to people at the bottom.

Aragaki tears are a typical beneficiary.

But the Vatican is different.

If Aragaki defected to the Vatican when she was weak, with her style of acting there and excellent qualifications, she would only become a fertility tool for a prominent family to reproduce the next generation.

The Vatican is all about blood.

They believe that as long as they have more children, there will always be one or two children who inherit excellent talents.

All the glory and power will also be handed over to his children.

As for others?

Everyone wants to be a dragon, but someone has to be the dragon's food.

Therefore, vested interests are more supportive of the Vatican's ideals, and their descendants are born to stand on the finish line of many people's efforts, so why do they have to return to the same starting line as others?

However, the ideas of the Xuanmen were tempting to the middle and lower classes, as well as to the individual high-level with ideals.

The Vatican vigorously forbade anyone to talk about Xuanmen, even at the expense of splashing dirty water, just to prevent the idea of Xuanmen from spreading internally.

"The same is true of Xuanmen, in this ideological war, the compromising side will be infiltrated, and the concept of bloodline transmission is also tempting for some people who climb up."

Aragaki tearfully took out a tissue to wipe his mouth, stopped chatting and said: "These things are too far away from you, just listen to them, don't preach them to outsiders, understand?" ”

"Hmm."

Akamatsu nodded, and also put down the knife and fork in his hand.

……

After being busy until one o'clock in the afternoon, Akamatsu put on a safety helmet and began the journey of delivering takeaways.

The first stop is the West Eshing Church.

Sister Maria seems to have changed the time to order takeout? Or is there something going on?

Hopefully the former.

Akamatsu didn't want anything major to happen when he was still weak.

Riding outside the church, he skillfully parked the car next to it, took out two cups of coffee and two cakes from the takeout box, and one coffee and cake in one hand.

He squeezed the door of the church open with his foot, and his body squeezed in.

The tall priest Koizumi sat on a pewle at the front of the church, holding a Bible in his hand, as if to solve the puzzles of the middle-aged man sitting there.

Akamatsu looked at it from a distance, then turned to the confessional room in the corner, raised his hand and knocked on the door, "Sister Maria, your takeaway has arrived." ”

"Forward."

This time, Maria didn't open the door.

Akamatsu was puzzled, but he still pushed the door open.

The inside is not as small as expected, on the contrary, it is extremely spacious, about 1890 square meters, and even has a bed.

The décor is completely insulated from the sacred nuns, full of Gothic style, eerie, eerie, or rather fascinating mysterious?

The only thing that could be called bright in the whole room was the blonde hair, which was more colored than gold.

Dressed in a black and red gothic nun's dress, Maria leaned lazily back in her chair, exuding a seductive charm like a nun in a serious comic.

"I'm sorry for you." She said this, her body didn't mean to get up, her hand supported her chin, and her burgundy eyes looked at Chi Song through the small nose-clipping glasses, "I heard that you are going to marry the fierce concubine of the White Tiger Courtyard tomorrow." ”

"Did Aragaki tell you?"

Chi Song put the coffee and cake on the blood-red round table, and did not rush to leave, if he could talk more, then talk a few more words and brush up on his good feelings.

Maria shook her head and said with a smile: "Don't underestimate the Vatican's intelligence network. ”

Akamatsu complained, "Then why was my Demon Hunting Knife taken away? ”

"Isn't it hanging on your waist?"

Maria retorted with a smile, her gaze falling on the Demon Hunting Knife at his waist, "It seems that you have already communicated with the Sword Spirit, and you have a good talent." ”

"It's nothing, the key is to start with."

Akamatsu shook his head, not happy that he had taken the first step, "If there is nothing else, I'll go first." ”

"Don't worry, I want to ask, why did you marry the fierce concubine of the White Tiger Courtyard?"

Maria entered the topic she really cared about, and how to deal with that woman was also a big problem for the Vatican.

Out of the strategy of curbing the westward advance of the Xuanmen, the king of heaven can die, but the three royal families must not be crippled.

With the power of the fierce concubine of the White Tiger Courtyard, it is by no means a trivial matter to really make trouble.

If it is taken in by others, it is also a problem.

Maria's eyes narrowed slightly.

Akamatsu wanted to pull the banner of justice, but immediately denied it, the nun in front of him probably wouldn't believe those fake words, "I want to help Sister Aragaki , but I don't have enough strength, so I can only do what I can." ”

"I hope you don't say these words to Sister Aragaki, I don't want her to be a burden."

(Ding, Maria's opinion is increased by two.) ）

Maria's eyes slowly opened, so that the smile on her face became extraordinarily gentle, like a spring breeze in April blowing through the cherry blossom branches, "Yes, it's really enviable loyalty, I won't delay you, goodbye~"

"Then I'll take my leave."

Akamatsu bowed, secretly excited in his heart, and his total favorability had reached eighty-seven.

……

After sending off the last customer, Akamatsu embarked on the journey home, "Ride my beloved motorcycle~ It will never be stuck in traffic, ride my beloved motorcycle~"

"I'll be home soon~"

Back in the alley behind the Aragaki café, Akamatsu pulls out his car keys and wants to enter the back door.

"When you go out, don't carry the Demon Hunting Knife with you, before communicating with the Sword Spirit, whoever snatches the Demon Hunting Knife will have a chance."

A cold voice came from the balcony on the second floor.

Akamatsu subconsciously looked up, only to find someone standing on the balcony guardrail.

Wrap your hands around your chest.

The small slap face was full of seriousness.

The slit black hakama flutters in the wind, contrasting with the occasional white skin on the legs.

He retracted his gaze and replied, "Adjutant Black Feather, you came just in time, my knife seems to have a problem, and it is not as bright as yesterday when it is pulled out." ”

Pulling out the demon hunting knife at his waist, there was no conspicuous sword light, and all the luster was restrained in the blade.

“… This is the reason why the sword spirit communicated with you, did you have any dreams last night? ”

Black Feather Ai's brow furrowed.

Akamatsu replied truthfully, "I had a nightmare. ”

"Oh."

Hei Yu Ai showed a hint of thought on her face, and then put it aside, she didn't care about such a trivial matter, and she had no intention of cultivating the other party in depth.

It's not a person from the Black Feather family, and giving the Demon Hunting Sword is already the greatest kindness.

"In the afternoon, you go to the White Tiger Courtyard's house and ask what the measurements and height of the White Tiger Courtyard are."

Hei Yuai paused and said, "Let's make a wedding dress for her, you have to finalize the time of the wedding, don't forget." ”

"I know."

Akamatsu nodded in agreement, still looking forward to the upcoming wedding.

After all, it was the first time in my life that I got married.