Damn it, this boss really has no normal skills.

Chapter 413: Turtle, is your Pope from the Fanma family?
One has to admit that this Yangyue world is really full of talented people and demons. Not to mention those evil god churches that are abnormal in the first place, how come even the mainstream churches are so outrageous?

This is the Jungle Church. Its core believers are a group of crazy people who like to go crazy and take drugs. They cultivate all kinds of weird plants in private. They attack in the form of blood crosses at any time, and perform some scenes that even D station cannot pass the review.

This is the Church of Holy Light. The good men are vicious, the believers are cruel, and they hate evil. Everyone is holding a heavy cold weapon and wielding it. They are eager to help others and like to kill pagans.

Especially the group of old men and women in front of them, who had obviously just received the notice and were forced out of bed.

Even though he was covering his eyes with something, he still looked a bit sleepy, but now he could only hold back his anger and patiently sit at the table waiting for them...

Tsk tsk, I have to say, although the morals of this Yangyue world in the ditch are going downhill, the people of us old sun are still wild.

So if we calculate this way, I heard that Lingxi believes in a god called the Goddess of Wealth, so their core believers must be...

It seems that we need to urge the players to deploy the power infrastructure as soon as possible so that large street lamps can be erected in front of every household in the Sunshine World, otherwise there may not be enough by then!

And since an elder who is regarded as a pillar of the religion has returned, and a new Chosen One who has been in the limelight recently has come with him, the Council of Elders must give him a considerable degree of face.

Therefore, the only one who is qualified to sit among this group of old guys, with a tall hat on his head and a scepter in his hand, is naturally the legendary Pope of Holy Light.

Most popes in literary works are bearded old men. After all, to climb to this position one must have a lot of experience, and it is impossible to do so at a young age.

At most, he can be positioned as a good guy or a bad guy, with an appearance label of [kind] or [evil] added, and he is likely to be the villain.

But the person in front of him was obviously beyond Ji Ming's expectations. He turned out to be a broad-minded person with curly hair, tight lips, sitting upright, and a serious look...

A tall and strong man.

What, you want to see the traditional free welfare service characters in this book? That's impossible!

Seeing the two people walking into the spacious hall, all the elders stood up, and the Pope also slowly stood up from the oversized armchair, rising from the ground like a mountain.

The white robe could barely cover the muscles all over his body, and his skin was no longer the normal white and rosy white but had a steel-like luster. His height of nearly three meters proved that he had the terrifying blood of a giant.

Ji Ming even paused for a moment, and the first thought that came to his mind was.

[Old Sun, your Pope is from the Fanma family? This purity is too high.]

It is precisely because of the existence of the Iron Giant's bloodline that the contemporary Pope has a much longer lifespan than humans.

So he looks like a middle-aged man, but in fact he is already eighty-six years old this year, and he only became Pope because of his seniority.

But even so, he looked as nervous as the elders around him, and even lowered his head when he saw the archbishop, like a student seeing his teacher in the corridor.

There's nothing we can do. No matter how old they are, can they be as old as him? The archbishop is... a super old guy!
[Okay, don't just keep it to yourself, why don't you say it out loud so that Tenis can hear it? ]

"No!"

Tenis didn't notice the expression on Ji Ming's face, she was still busy pressing her hands.

"Okay, okay, don't be so reserved. Sit down."

Amid the noise of chairs being dragged, a teeth-grinding "click" sound particularly caught people's attention. It was the mournful cry of the Pope's chair, which was already unable to bear the weight.

But even though they sat down obediently, they all kept their heads down, still looking like students who were afraid of being called on by the teacher in class.

"Hey."

The old lady couldn't help but sigh when she saw this. This was also the fundamental reason why she gave up her retirement life in the Vatican and ran to Sunshine City alone - she had lived too long.

When all the people around her are younger generations whom she had watched grow up and even personally guided, an old woman like her can forget about communicating with others on an equal footing.

She had no choice but to take over the Pope's speech and tell them about her time in Sunshine City and what she saw and heard on the way north, as if she was performing a talk show.

Sunshine City was originally a strategic buffer zone jointly determined by the royal family, the nobility, and the church. It was normal for this run-down place to be messy, so it was just passed over.

But it is really unacceptable that the southern part of the kingdom has become such a mess. Their own territory is like a vegetable market. How dare some damn evil god come here to eat their meat?

So Tenis became angrier and angrier as he spoke, and he couldn't hold it back any longer and began to reveal his true nature as a believer in the Holy Light.

That’s right.

Slapping the table.

"Look at how you guys work! Huh? That... God of Mud! He dares to run wild in a viscount's territory, Bishop Fatau! I remember that area was managed by you before, how come it has become so rotten in less than ten years?"

The skinny old man, sweating profusely, stood up quickly and bowed deeply as soon as he started.

"I'm sorry, teacher! When I left, the place was actually quite peaceful. I don't know why..."

"Shut up! While you were making excuses, fifteen villages had already been deceived by their lies and sacrificed seventy-one young people. They were suffocated to death by mud. Do you want me to let you feel it too?"

"I……"

Tenis ignored him and slammed the table again.

"And you! Bishop Serra, stand up!"

"Yes, yes...I'm here!"

A real old lady wearing gold-framed glasses also stood up quickly, and the accessories in her neat white hair trembled with fear.

"I remember you were also in charge of the High Tower Parish, right? Tell me! What did I teach you in the beginning? The needs of ordinary people are actually very low. As long as they have enough food and warm clothes, everything is fine. What about you? What have you been doing?"

"I, I, I did teach them how to farm! I also... I also organized believers to build water conservancy projects! So..."

"Shut up! What the hell did you build... Ah, I remember! I was wondering what that pile of rocks in the farmland was! Is that how you built the dam? It collapsed just because the God of Rain dropped some water? Do you know how many people were killed?"

"I……"

Tenis ignored her and continued to bang on the table, making a crisp sound like a gunshot.

And the old lady really called out the names like she was playing with a revolver. She started from her left and then skipped the Pope in the middle and continued to call out the names to her right.

Anyway, none of these old men and women are good at anything. They are all big idiots who do shit. They mean well but can do bad things. You have brought shame to the church, and I, as a teacher, am embarrassed too!

And those in the south can be barely explained. After all, the nobles are all beasts. How can they accomplish anything great when they are with such a group of insects? It is understandable.

But what about the central part? This is the heartland of the kingdom. Although they are not as shameful as those in the south, many of them have chosen to be blind and deaf, and have not fulfilled their obligations at all!
Ji Ming suddenly realized that the old lady was probably not walking so slowly, at least not entirely because she was "not in a hurry" or "canvassing votes for Eleanor."

She probably got the inspiration from her old sister Blois and wanted to take a trip before she died, to see what the land she had worked so hard for for so many years looked like.

However, the result is. "You only look at others and not yourself. Don't think you are clean just because you have not served in the South and the Central! This side is rotten, how can your side be better?"

The group was destroyed.

The old lady felt good while she was spouting all the way, but if one wants to join the Presbyterian Church, one must first become an honorary bishop. If one wants to become a bishop, one must first become a bishop, and an ace bishop with achievements, strength and resume.

But now that Tenis has done this... Oh, this won't do!

Ji Ming, who had already sensed some danger, could only quickly tell the old lady.

[Please control your anger, Ms. Archbishop. Put yourself in their shoes. They don’t want to have bad luck in their later years either. Let’s not make things so awkward! ]

And if you really have to say, not every bit of it is their fault.

For example, the one who built the water conservancy project asked the believers of the evil god to directly summon the power of the gods to rush the flood to the dam. Not to mention the simple earth and stone structure, even an iron structure would not be able to withstand it.

Unfortunately, Tenis was a quick shooter. He had already scolded the bishops one by one and was now catching his breath and recovering his mana. It was unclear whether he had finished the fight or was preparing for the next round of eruption.

But before she made a clear choice, the Pope, who felt that he might face full damage, could no longer hold on and spoke up.

"Madam Archbishop, I feel your anger."

The hidden archbishop probably learned this from the Church of Holy Light. If one wants to become the Pope here, he has to temporarily give up his name, which means that he has no personal affairs and can devote himself to the affairs of the church.

So Tenis opened his mouth and said something.

"Your Holiness, I don't want to hear such conciliatory words. Now is not the time to relax!"

"Yes Yes Yes……"

"What is it! Do you know that I was assassinated on the road?"

Since Mi Lin knew to cover his face when doing this dirty thing and maintained the bottom line of not tearing each other's faces, then both sides should at least maintain a decent appearance on the surface.

Therefore, Tenis also had a tacit understanding that he would not reveal the other party's identity to damage the bilateral relationship. After all, if a war really broke out now, it would most likely be his own people who would suffer.

But this doesn't mean that she will keep this secret to herself. At least it's okay to share it with the Pope in front of her.

So the Pope's expression immediately became as if he had eaten a dead fly, but he didn't dare to tell the truth and could only continue to act cowardly.

"We are already investigating the source of the assassins. We have also eliminated several headquarters of the Church of the Evil God during this period. The problem you found does exist, but we are also trying to make up for it!"

"Humph."

Tenis put his hands on the table for a long time, then raised his head.

"You better be here!"

Everyone: “Yes, yes, yes, yes!”

She had given up power for a long time. Although she spoke harshly as if no one dared to refute her, in fact, Tenis had no other choice but to take advantage of her seniority and scold these powerful officials in front of her.

So the old lady shook her head and sighed silently.

Just as I was about to turn around and leave, I saw Ji Ming next to me.

Catch it.

"This is the one chosen by the God in Sunshine City. You all should remember his face. He is a very capable young man who will definitely achieve something in the future."

She didn't say the sentence "At least I'm much more capable than you bunch of mediocre people". After all, it's better not to bring unwarranted hatred to others just for the sake of momentary verbal pleasure.

After saying that, she dragged Ji Ming away.

???

It was not until he pushed open the door and entered the corridor that he reacted, as he was immersed in the old lady's fierce scolding of a table of old guys.

"Wait a minute! Madam Archbishop, are we just leaving like this? Isn't this a bit... too hasty?"

"Oh yes."

Tenis seemed to have remembered something and dragged Ji Ming, who was like a pendant, back.

The old men and women sitting at the round table had different expressions at this moment, just like in "The Last Supper".

Some were talking, some were ashamed, and some were just hugging each other and crying. If it were painted, it would probably become a famous historical scene.

After seeing Tenis kick the door open, they, who had almost all studied under her, straightened their seats as if they had discovered their head teacher was snooping on their study session, and pretended nothing had happened.

"you……"

The Pope was about to ask the Archbishop if there was anything else when he saw her dragging Ji Ming out again.

"I have something else to do, so I won't stay on the Holy Mountain. Give him a verification code and let him fly away by himself. Goodbye!"

After saying that, she left Ji Ming behind and ran away without looking back.

「Ah, by the way, Tenis might have a mental breakdown and cry alone somewhere.」

"The old lady has a bad temper. I think it's more likely that she will find a rope and hang herself at the door."

As Tenis slammed the door and left for the second time, the atmosphere in the venue returned to its previous EMO state after a brief moment of awkwardness.

But the elders can cry or laugh, at most they can curse the old lady in their hearts for being so merciless, and say that they will never cry when she is buried in the future!

But the Pope, as the backbone of the party, cannot afford to show any shame on his face. He can only continue to sit in the middle with a stern face and swallow whatever happens.

This is also the fundamental reason why Tenis did not openly increase his strength before. This is the face of the Holy Light in the mortal world, and he must give it enough face.

So he didn't let the elders continue to be negative, but thought about what to do to divert their attention. As a result, he saw Ji Ming standing guard at the door.

"Cough cough!"

He coughed somewhat stiffly and extended his hand to indicate Ji Ming's presence.

"Fellow church members, as elders of the church, why are we only paying attention to our own elders? It's so rude. Look, there is a younger person here."

(End of this chapter)