People are forbidden by magic, just become mercenaries

Chapter 67: The Pope in the Vatican

St. Peter's Basilica in the Vatican.

This is one of the three major churches on the magic side, with the largest strength of 20 billion believers, and the base of the Roman Orthodox Church.

This church, which was continuously designed and improved by architects such as Bramante and Michelangelo, is one of the important symbols of Roman Orthodoxy.

At the same time, it is also the core department of a huge organization.

Footsteps are heard in St. Peter's Square outside St. Peter's Basilica, Vatican.

The footsteps are uniform in size and slow, as if expressing the spirit of the person making the footsteps, and the rhythm is very relaxed.

Going deep into the temple, the footsteps suddenly stopped.

"It came earlier than I expected."

"Enough nonsense. What's the point of calling me to the Vatican?"

One is an old man with white hair and beard, with a long beard and wearing the typical Pope's coat of arms.

An old man in a pope's robe and holding the scepter of Jesus' crucifixion.

He stood here solemnly, his status as a priest was obvious.

The other is more subtle.

Although it was still an eternal black windbreaker, this time it had some belts as decorations, fastening the cuffs and other places tightly.

The gemstone pendant of St. George's Cross, which symbolizes the Roman Orthodox Church's opposition to the British Puritan Church, is hung in the most eye-catching position as if it was specially opposed to the Roman Orthodox Church.

"As for the misunderstanding caused by Sister Lidovia's zeal, I would like to express my satisfaction to you again. But please believe that our Roman Orthodox Church has no intention of invading Academy City."

As the Roman Orthodox church, Matthew Liss actually treated a pagan mercenary with courtesy, and even continued to speak in a calm tone.

"Since the Heavenly Father said, 'Love your neighbor, all human beings are brothers in the world, and all are equal before the Lord', then even people on the scientific side, it would be great if they are willing to believe in the Roman Orthodox Church, but if They are unwilling, and we refuse and will not force it."

"The church that forced away that alchemist really dares to open his teeth. Don't tell me you don't know about the fact that ordinary people who were persecuted by the witch were forced to convert to the Roman Orthodox Church with the 'magic book' written by that alchemist. .”

"They are our compatriots, so we will help each other when we are in trouble. As for 'coercion', it is an unwarranted crime, and the Roman Orthodox Church will never use such low-level tactics."

Looking at the old man in front of him, Sigurd didn't intend to continue arguing.

At this time, the old man was no longer the bishop of the past, but the pope as the head of the sect.

Now he has no position to be as comfortable as he used to be, the guy who holds "rights" and "status", but now he is restricted by "rights".

From Sigurd's point of view, such a guy is undoubtedly an idiot.

I did not continue to mention the matter of the witch and the alchemist. After all, the English Puritan Church and the Roman Orthodox Church have already completed negotiations on this matter, because the most important thing at present is another matter, so this hired attack is also treated as a crime. "The Witch's Revenge" is coming to an end.

After all, it is impossible for the two churches to tear their skins apart for one Oreos, and to say some formulaic waste is enough to give face to any converted alchemist.

"Actually, I invited you this time mainly to confirm the status of that association."

"There's nothing to worry about. It's better to say that one of your nuns is still preaching there? I heard that the Hindu guy didn't even dare to stop it because he was worried about the revenge of the Roman Orthodox Church. It's very lively there now."

Sigurd shrugged indifferently. Although he said he was talking about maintaining balance, even though India is a bigger place, although it is also a magical country, its specifications are not even one-tenth of that of Britain.

It is true that the Indian mythology system is also a very famous and highly usable system among the local systems, but due to the particularity of India itself, there are very few guys who can become magicians.

To give a realistic example, it is like the "Gate of the Gods that fell from the sky" that was wiped out by Sigurd alone a few days ago. If it is compared to Northern Europe, it is the existence of the five major associations.

And such an association has only a few hundred people, which shows the weakness of its magic power.

The pope had no intention of hiding it, so he discussed some of his magic side with the mercenaries in the hall.

Although it sounds very grand, in fact, the conversation was full of formulaic inquiries for about ten minutes.

"Then I'll leave it to you."

"It's really a good job to ban the black market's spiritual outfit trading market."

The mercenary didn't complain, turned around and walked out.

"By the way, according to the old rules, the commission is divided into three and seven. Recently, I really don't have a lot of money."

"You're still the same. Seriously, sometimes I wonder if that 'demon mercenary' is really you?"

"I don't mind showing you this church, but you don't either, do you?"

Matthew Lis watched Sigurd leave the Holy Land, he sighed helplessly, as if he was troubled by something.

He turned around and wanted to return to the depths of the temple, but at this moment, a young man's voice sounded.

"Is it necessary to find any mercenary for such a trivial matter?"

"'Huo', it seems that you guys seem to be very busy recently?"

"Because there is nothing that must be done right away, so my uncle is indeed a bit boring recently."

Even more indifferent and flirtatious than Sigurd.It was a young man with fiery red hair, wearing red-based clothing, and there was nothing special about it as a whole.

In the face of such an "ordinary youth", Matthew Liss still couldn't see the majesty of the Pope, but it was more likely that the Pope didn't intend to put on airs at all.

"How about the 'water'?"

"The thing has been done. The guy 'Water' is a mercenary, and he is more efficient than you think. But speaking of it, the guy 'Water' seems to have said that he is not a match for any mercenary. I will still I'm quite curious about the level of the 'strongest gold' magician."

"If I were you, I would definitely not want to fight that guy. It's not like you don't know that until now, almost six or seven years have passed, the Spanish Star Cult still hasn't recovered. Which mercenary's blow almost destroyed all the foundations of the Spanish Star Cult."

Regarding what Matthew Lis said, the red-haired youth just shrugged indifferently.

"That's why they are too weak. My uncle is completely different from them."

Although he spoke frivolous lines, the young man who was called "Fire" by Matthew Lees suddenly changed his tone.

"Do you think it is possible to win over that mercenary?"

"Why, are you also worried that that mercenary will be detrimental to the Roman Orthodox Church?"

"No, it's just that if you can get the assistance of the 'strongest gold', in this sense, it will be beneficial to the Roman Orthodox Church. At that time..."

"..."

Matthew Lisi watched the young man talking to himself as he walked towards the interior of the temple, and his lack of awe of the temple made Matthew Lisi frowned unconsciously.

(Hope it doesn't go any further...)

The Roman Orthodox Pope who thought so sighed, and then followed the young man into the church.

Chapter 68: The Nuns of the Vatican

The outer area of ​​St. Peter's Basilica in the Vatican, here is a relatively old street.

The streets are full of devout Roman Orthodox believers, but most of them aren't even magicians.

And on the not-so-crowded old street, there were three little nuns in black nun uniforms of the Roman Orthodox Church who were having a conversation.

"Sister Lucia, what do you think will happen tonight?"

"Sister Angelina, there is no need to have doubts. If the Lord says it is necessary, believers have an obligation to respond."

The original questioner was a young girl of slight build with freckles and long blond hair, often braided into two strands.

Wearing a nun's attire, baggy clothes often covering her hands and feet, while carrying books tall enough to cover her cheeks, the girl walks with four leather bags containing gold coins hanging from her waist belt Come jingle.

As for the nun who frightened and retorted with righteous words, she was a girl with blond hair. Compared with the young girl nun, she was older. Although she was wearing a nun with a long skirt, she never walked Judging by the leaking ankles, the girl is probably not wearing ordinary socks but some kind of silk stockings.

"Perhaps so."

I don't know if it's because the books are too heavy or because the sun is too hot. In short, the red-haired nun responded to her companion in a listless and casual manner.

She was not tall, she wore cork platform sandals with thick soles, about the same level as some older nun, and she was very thin.

His reddish-tan hair was braided into pencil-thick braids, much like Rastafarian dreadlocks.She wears the standard Roman Orthodox robe.Like the little girl nun, the sleeves of the standard nun are a bit long, almost covering the fingers.

However, it is worth mentioning that when the lower half of her gown is removed, it is so short that her thighs can be exposed, and she still wears a Roman Catholic cross around her neck.

And the nun named Lucia on the side seemed a little moved by the red-haired nun's way of taking off her long skirt. After all, wearing such a long skirt on this hot day is indeed a bit hot, and it is inconvenient to work.

The three Roman Orthodox nuns carried a lot of books under the scorching sun. Today they were asked to send these documents to the Vatican Holy See Library, which seemed to be manuscripts prepared for someone later.

"No, I mean tonight's dinner. Look, it seems that some distinguished guests are here today, so can we share some delicious food? Besides, we have been using olives to enhance the flavor for three consecutive days, and everyone eats them I'm tired of it, O...that gentle novice nun named O or something. She must have forgotten to play her best tricks. And the bath, too, I think it's a bit hot. You think so too, Lucia?"

"It doesn't matter what seasoning it is! Besides, I think the water in that bath is too warm!!"

"Is...is that so? From what you said, the older adults don't seem to care much...then...in this way, your age. …”

Ignoring the conversation between the two nuns beside her, the red-haired girl walked forward holding the tall books that almost completely blocked her cheeks.

She can't afford to slack off, there are things she can and needs to do.

The Roman Orthodox Church helped her and took her in immediately after losing her parents, so she was grateful and decided to settle down in the Roman Orthodox Church and try her best to do everything she could for the Roman Orthodox Church.

On the other hand, the girl's wish is to meet the black-haired boy who once rescued her from the flames of war.

She once witnessed a young man having a conversation with the current Pope of the Roman Orthodox Church, and it seemed that the two knew each other, but the girl did not have the opportunity to ask the noble Roman Orthodox Pope about the whereabouts of the other party.

Although he wanted to approach the Pope several times, he was always stopped and pushed away by the believers around him.

(He must also be Roman Orthodox, perhaps a rather young bishop, perhaps in another country now.)

The girl already knows the existence of magic, so she has been studying magic hard recently, hoping to see it in the future, and even help some teenager.

With such thoughts in mind, the red-haired girl seemed to be much more energetic.

"Hurry up, I heard that the Puritan Church in England will come over in a few days, and we still have a lot of work to do."

"But what are those British people doing here? Is it an exchange event or something?"

"Since it is an arrangement from above, then we will implement it. This kind of thing is not something we nuns need to ask?"

"Indeed, I'm more concerned about supper now."

"Sister Angelina!!!"

Smiling and looking at the noisy companions, the red-haired girl can only feel some warmth here.

After losing their parents, these girls will comfort their lost selves, and every time they cry in the middle of the night, they will quietly accompany her without speaking, just accompany her quietly.

Hearing the two fighting and the friendly voices of the believers asking them if they needed help, Agnes narrowed her eyes slightly.

She was not like Sister Lucia, or even most Roman Orthodox Christians.

The red-haired girl doesn't believe that God is around.