Lin Yan looked at the neon of the high-rise buildings outside the porthole gradually becoming smaller, and had a dreamlike feeling, they were on the passenger plane heading to Deep Sea City.

Binh Duong Airport is a small airport, so naturally there will be no international flights, and if you want to go to Utaniah, they first have to transfer to Shenhai City.

This journey will not be too long, it is now half past ten in the evening, and it will be possible to get off the plane at midnight the next day, and then a few people will have to stay in the waiting hall of Shenhai City Airport for the night, because the first flight to the holy city of Utania will not take off until half past six in the morning.

Lin Yan is completely sleepy now, after returning to the room in the afternoon, he accidentally took a nap, and when he opened his eyes at night, Mrs. Hua and the others were staring at him at the bedside with suitcases.

He had already healed the jet lag in advance.

At this moment, he was unusually awake, listening to the roar of the aircraft engines outside the cabin, and looking at the night view of the city farther and farther below.

Mrs. Hua was alone in the first class, and he and Xiao Lin Xiaoxiao were squeezed into the row of seats in the economy class, and the three of them happened to be next to each other, it was not that the funds were not enough to meet the standards of the first class for the three of them, but the time was in a hurry, there were too many rich people going to Shenhai City, and Xiao Lin only grabbed such a first class seat.

The passengers in the aisle looked sideways, including a group of good-looking flight attendants, who were envious of this guy who was caught in the middle.

Xiao Lin's eyes flashed blue, and the imperceptible film covered the seats of the three people, and then gradually faded in the air, the roaring noise, the cry of the baby in the front row and the gentle broadcast of the flight attendant disappeared in an instant, Lin Yan turned his head to look at Xiao Lin on the left in surprise, it seemed that she had something to say.

Xiaoxiao, who was in the window seat on the right, was wearing headphones, closing her eyes and listening to the song on Lin Yan's mobile phone:

"Kill the Man Who Struggled"

"Darkness deep in the clouds~

The hope that drowns the bottom of my heart~

10,000 loose horses~

Struggling in his heart~"

The abrupt interruption of the music made her open her eyes and look around blankly.

"There's still an hour to come, so you shouldn't be using this barrier to let me sleep in peace." Lin Yan picked his nostrils and said to Xiao Lin.

"On this trip, Mrs. Hua clarified some things to know, as well as the current basic situation of Utania, which should be explained clearly in the territory...... You've slept almost all day today, and you're still thinking about sleeping?! ”

"Isn't this going out tomorrow morning, what's the urgency now?"

"Mrs. Hua said that it was inconvenient to talk on that transnational plane."

“…… Well, then you speak. Lin Yan shrugged helplessly.

Xiaoxiao also took off her headphones and leaned her head over, and the plump on her chest squeezed on Lin Yan's arm, creating an astonishing furrow.

Lin Yan restrained his gaze and continued to look at Xiao Lin with a serious expression on the other side.

"You have to get vaccinated in advance, this trip out of the country may be very risky, and the mission we have to carry out may also be hindered by a certain degree of force majeure."

"Oh? What are the risks of following Mrs. Hua? Lin Yan said with an indifferent face, in his opinion, Mrs. Hua, who is the leader of their line, is almost the most powerful woman in the world.

"All factors that can affect the normal development of the mission are risks, Lin Yan, don't talk nonsense, I'm really afraid that I can't help but rush you down from the bathroom of the passenger plane."

"Okay, you go on." Lin Yanxin said that he was not the core of the ceremony, as long as he made sure that he was safe, what else could he worry about.

Xiao Lin cleared her throat, and then took out a document similar to a report from her body, as if she was preparing to make a long speech:

"Our destination, Euternia, is currently mired in a territorial dispute with the neighbouring Republic of Hyles, and the social unrest in the country is raging.

The Holy City, the capital of Utania, has been a pilgrimage site for the Holy Bishop for thousands of years, and it is precisely the Republic of Hiles, which split from Utania, that is a church state dominated by the Red Cults of the Holy Bishop, and the civil war that triggered the independence of the Hiles region thirty years ago is almost equivalent to the rebellion of the Red Christians of Utania.

Although the war ended with the compromise of the secular authorities of Utania, the ownership of the holy city remained in the hands of the secular authorities of Utania, which became a shadow that always hung over the two countries.

Because, the Republic of Hilas, which all believes in the Holy Bishops, will never give up its quest for the Holy City.

At the level of the Warlock World, their purpose is actually not excessive, and the Warlocks there just want to establish a sub-bureau recognized by the Night Law Enforcement Directorate and belonging to the Republic of Heles. ”

"As a secular sovereign state, does Hilles not have its own sub-bureau until now?" Lin Yan was a little surprised, he didn't know the central idea that Xiao Lin wanted to express in such a long foreshadowing, but he still opened his mouth to ask his doubts at the moment.

"The conditions for defining the kingdom in the warlock world and the mundane world are different, and the General Administration only recognizes the sub-bureau stationed in the Holy City Barrier, after all, the warlock race of their two countries is of the same origin, just like two branches growing on the same tree, they can't be counted as two trees."

"So, put the world aside...... All Warlocks in the Republic of Celes are now Black Warlocks? ”

"Right...... Suffice it to say, since they left the jurisdiction of the Utania Night Enforcement Bureau, they are no longer warlocks with proper warlock citizenship. Xiao Lin nodded slightly, she affirmed Lin Yan's ability to understand, and continued, "They have established a pseudo-night law enforcement bureau system on their own in Xiles, calling themselves the Church of Saints, in addition to the lack of authorization and recognition from the General Bureau, they have indeed performed the same functions as the Night Law Enforcement Bureau in the past thirty years, which is the main reason why the General Administration has been slow to ban them.

However, due to the lack of the overall leadership of the Night Enforcement Bureau, coupled with the limitations of their own development, if they drift outside the Night Law Enforcement System for a long time, this self-separated race will eventually only gradually die out in isolation. ”

"That'...... What did these Red Cultists want to do when they were independent? Picture fun? Lin Yan had a puzzled expression.

It may be because they can't stand the fact that their beliefs are constantly forgotten and weakened in the world, and devout believers always think a little differently from normal people.

After all, for more than a century until the eve of the schism, the living space of the Holy Bishop in Utania, a rooted land, has been in a difficult situation of being squeezed and suppressed by the secular authorities.

And the warlocks who came to the Holy Bishop who came to the Republic of Hiles finally chose the former between faith and race. ”

This was a bit different from what Lin Yan knew in "A Brief History of Warlocks", and he was a little puzzled by this, and asked, "Isn't the Holy Bishop exactly the religion that originated in Utania?" Back then, those devout believers in red cloaks had obviously come from this homeland to the world, how could they begin to reject the faith they had nurtured. ”

"In the past century or so, the Otanian secular world has been too seriously influenced by new ideas, so the sense of religious identity of their authorities has become less and less, and even a considerable part of the population believes that the doctrine of the equality of all bishops, regardless of their status, seriously violates the trend of world development, weakens the vitality of social development, and affects the foundation of the healthy development of the country."

Lin Yan snorted coldly, saying that it was against the development trend of the world, but rather that it was moving the cake of the emerging bourgeoisie, if it was true that regardless of professional background, blindly paying attention to equality, how should the capitalists continue to extract cheap labor from this land.

He pondered, then continued with the words: "On the contrary, the people of the Republic of Hilles have a much greater sense of identification with the Holy Bishop they believe in than they do with their former homeland, Utania."

"Yes, that's where the conflict comes in." Xiao Lin snapped her fingers.