Lord Roar

Chapter 410
Hearing that the Pope vowed to call on all races to unite in his name, Allen was completely dumbfounded, thinking that the other party was telling a story.

"You can take a break, my respected His Majesty the Great Pope." Allen sneered: "Why do you think that all races on the continent will listen to you?"

The Great Pope said disdainfully: "Don't judge everyone with your own eyes. The disaster of the demons will endanger the entire continent. Can they still not tell which is more important?"

Allen shrugged and said, "Have you been sitting on the altar for too long? Have you ever heard a sentence? It's called bettering the broken jade than the whole tile!"

The Grand Pope shook his head, thinking about the meaning of this sentence.

Allen squinted at Hatchas, who was still on the frowning face, and said teasingly: "Your Excellency Hatchas, Supreme Commander of the Allied Forces, come, tell our respected His Majesty the Great Pope that dozens of races in the whole continent are It’s not like you can tell the Great Pope, and after all the calls, we will unite closely with our great His Majesty Menrosa to fight against the demons.”

"Ah?" Hathas looked at Allen, then at the Pope, and didn't say a word for a long time. It was obvious that he hadn't listened carefully to the words of the Pope and Allen just now. dialogue.

Allen was happy, and said with a smile: "Her Majesty Menrosa wants to have peace talks with the Beamon orcs, and he also wants to unite with the Ice and Snow Goddess Cult. It looks like he needs to contact all the foreigners on the mainland. Your Excellency Hathas, what are you doing?" want?"

"Unite with foreign races?" Hathas grinned at the corners of his mouth. He just wanted to laugh and realized something was wrong, so he suppressed his smile and looked at the Pope pretending to be thinking seriously.

The Great Pope obviously noticed that Hathas, who had always been obedient to his words, actually revealed a trace of disdain and sarcasm in his eyes.

The embarrassing pope snorted coldly and said, "Hachas, tell me, is what I just said feasible?"

"That... His Majesty the Great Pope, I think this should be considered in the long term." Hatchas looked bitter, and looked at Allen for help.

"Hahahahaha." Allen couldn't stop laughing, and after laughing for a while, he said leisurely: "Your Majesty, don't embarrass Hachas, let me analyze it for you."

The Pope glared at Hathas, and nodded slightly to Allen.

After the battle that defeated Beamon two days ago, the Pope really admired Alan and his Bloodhoof tribe in his heart. If Alan had dared to show no respect in front of him before, he would have kicked him a long time ago. Kicked over.

But now it’s gone. I’m not afraid of not knowing the goods, but I’m afraid of comparing goods.

The Great Pope not only knows the goods, but also really compares them.

The three people I trust the most, Hachas, Orpheus, and Albert. .

One is good at commanding the overall battle, the other is his own son, who is not permanently disabled and has enough IQ, and the other is known as the strongest man in the mainland, with very strong individual combat effectiveness. Of course, this was before he met Conslet.

But these three people, even together, are not as smart as Chief Bloodhoof in front of him.

Chief Bloodhoof can cause trouble, but he can also fight.

Moreover, whether it is strategic vision or tactical thinking, it is far from what human generals such as Hachas can compare to, and it seems that since his debut, this guy has never suffered a disadvantage with his slanted style of doing things with his sword. , the Bloodhoof tribe has always maintained a proud record of zero casualties.

And this guy never fights mobs, he only picks up big bosses such as Holy See Holy Mountain, Sword Saint Tai, Beamon Beastmen and other big bosses to spawn monsters by leapfrogging.

Now Beamon's problem has been temporarily solved, but the more troublesome demons are also coming. The Pope is looking forward to whether Allen can put forward some new ideas and opinions.

Allen was a little curious, and he sneered at him. Although the Pope showed impatience, he showed an appearance of listening attentively, which was really wrong.

Allen didn't talk nonsense, and said in a serious tone: "Before, why did the Principality of Sadido and other forces dare to rebel, except for the Beast Emperor who secretly sent people to contact them. There are two main reasons. One is that they themselves treat your Holy See and The big powers are holding grudges, and they have long harbored evil intentions, but there is no chance. The second point is that everyone has no confidence in the war between the two clans. No one can guarantee that Beamon will definitely lose or your Holy See will definitely win. Anyway, they think, If the Holy See wins, it doesn’t mean it’s exploiting us the same way, I might as well just smack you behind your back, am I right?”

The Great Pope nodded. What the other party said was not rough, and what he said was indeed the truth. If it weren't for the repeated ineffectiveness of the major crusades of the Holy See, the subordinates would not be shaken.

But the Great Pope glared at Allen again, and it wasn't you, he first played with the dragon army, then defeated the iron cavalry army, and finally intervened in the Fort of Holy Light to make the southern parish a joke.

Allen pretended not to see the Pope staring at him, and continued on his own: "Isn't the problem the same now? Races other than the human race hate the human race and the Holy See far more than those of the Principality of Sadido. It is much deeper, and everyone thinks that when the human race and Beamon fight, it is not known who will win and who will win, let alone the demon race. If the Beamon warrior is a vindictive fighter, the human race is a high-level magician. Everyone is in the same boat, but The demons are different. The demons are like sword masters. Whether it is beating a fighting spirit warrior or a high-level magician who slashes the human race, it is like playing. Who can be optimistic about you? Anyway, the demons are here to invade and exterminate the clan, no It would be good to slap you in the back, let alone help you, anyway, you will die."

Hatchas nodded heavily, expressing his agreement with Allen's words, and at the same time tactfully disapproved of the Pope's "naive" ideas.

The Great Pope took a deep breath and said dissatisfiedly, "I'm here to hear if you have any good suggestions, not to hear you criticize our Holy See."

"Hey!" Allen said happily, "Rare, you are here to listen to my advice, you should have said it earlier."

Hatchas's heart was beating, he was really afraid that the Pope would slap Alan to death.

Unexpectedly, the Great Pope just snorted coldly, his chest fluctuated, but he didn't take any action to teach Alan.

Allen also accepted it as soon as he saw it, and said with a sigh: "How can I be capable? My eyes are smeared when facing the demons. Please teach me? Forget it, but when it comes to uniting with foreign races, I have a lot of experience." A few thoughts."

Hatchas and the Grand Pope glanced at each other, their eyes lit up, and they looked at Allen expectantly.

Resisting the demons, not to mention Allen, even the Pope himself has no idea, so he doesn't have much expectations for the demons, as long as it can solve the problem of all races in the mainland unite as one, it will be great.

"Propaganda is the propaganda that your Holy See is best at." Allen said with a playful smile: "If you don't have confidence, build confidence. If you have resentment against the Holy See, let them vent their anger."

The Pope frowned, obviously not understanding what Allen said.

Allen explained: "In a few days, you will let the major dioceses start publicizing, saying that the old coffin of Albert opened the space crack and ran to the demons for a walk. I don't know if you don't know it. It's scary to see it. Jump, the civilization of the demons has gone back for more than thousands of years, the people are miserable, the soldiers are yellow and emaciated, natural disasters and man-made disasters continue, the Lich King is seriously ill, the Lich King's wife has broken shoes, the resources of the demon continent are seriously lacking, The weapons in the hands of the warriors are almost degraded to the Bronze Age. There is no other way. The Lich King, who is still wearing a cuckold, can only conscript soldiers. Conscripts attack the continent of St. Cassis. How come, it is to constantly weaken the demons."

Hatchas' eyes were frighteningly bright, and he slapped his thigh heavily.

On the contrary, the Great Pope hesitated and said, "Isn't this, making me tell lies at the mouth of the Holy Mountain?"

Allen rolled his eyes and said, "It's not that you lied, it's that bastard Albert, who made Albert lie. It's not you who is ashamed, so what are you afraid of?"

"But Albert has always been hailed as the strongest man in the mainland. If so, wouldn't it be..."

"You can get it." Allen interrupted the Pope impatiently and said, "It's just that Albert, who is B. virtuous, is still afraid of affecting his reputation? Of the three of us present, who doesn't know what the old bastard is doing?" thing."

Hatchas nodded heavily again. Master Albert held the title of the most powerful man in the mainland for decades, but he was beaten up by the magicians of the Bloodhoof tribe. He really shouldn't be afraid of affecting his reputation. That's right, this embarrassing mother is about to be thrown at grandma's house.

"Let's not talk about this first." The Pope pondered for a moment and continued to ask: "What about after weakening the demons?"

"Weaken the demons, and everyone will have confidence. At least it is useful for boosting morale, right? Secondly, you Holy See should make a gesture. If you want others to help you, you have to lower your proud head, nothing else , at least first recognize the gods of foreign beliefs, and then step by step, it varies from person to person, those who lack money will give money, those who lack reputation will rectify their names, anyway, what is lacking will be given.”

"What if it's a proud race like elves, or a stubborn one like the Ice and Snow Goddess Sect?"

"Splash dirty water, the demons will set foot on the Saint Cassis continent in a few years, if you don't prepare for the battle with everyone, you are obviously a traitor, a spy, and a running dog of the demons! Let everyone in the whole continent shout and beat everyone Get it and kill it!"

"Ah?" The Great Pope was stunned, and asked in a murmur, "Isn't this going against my original intention?"

Allen had no choice but to slap his mouth and chat with the Pope, but he really didn't enjoy chatting with Orpheus. The IQ and comprehension ability of the two were not at the same level at all.

Allen had no choice but to explain: "Of course this is just propaganda, and then you tell this gang of unscrupulous races that in order to prove to the whole continent that you are not spies, you will join me in doing the bastards of the Demon Race. Don't worry, it's time for the war." At that time, in order to prove that they are not traitors, these guys are more aggressive than your Holy See."

Hachas suddenly realized, and gave Allen a thumbs up and said: "Your Excellency Allen, you are so shameless!"

Grand Pope: "..."

(End of this chapter)