Pope Behind the Scenes

"This place!" The cutlery in Van Helsing's hand, a small piece of Greenland beef on a silver fork.

"Hotel St. Versailles! I remember that in my time, this hotel had just opened, and it took twenty-three years to build!" Van Helsing said while chewing the beef into his mouth.

Then he took a sip from the gilded goblet, and then spit it out, "Why is it water? How dare you use such an expensive cup for water? Are your brains flooded?"

This behavior of Van Helsing is particularly rude. One of the common teachings of the three religions is that believers are not allowed to drink alcohol.

Opposite him was Pope Gabriel of St. Edan, the ninety-year-old man smiling and facing Van Helsing.

The food on the table is luxurious and upscale.

The Pope didn't care about Van Helsing's rude behavior just now.

Pope Gabriel said: "I am very honored to have dinner with 'famous people' more than two hundred years ago. This is an opportunity given by the Lord, and this hotel was indeed founded in the early eighteenth century, Mr. Van Helsing. Witness to that period.

The writers who praised the brilliance of eighteenth-century literature should listen to the era you speak of..."

There were two priests standing behind Gabri, and the two of them looked at each other. Gabri was the oldest senior among the three religions.

The other party was even a few years older than the Grand Priest, and they rarely heard Pope Gabri praise outsiders. They also remembered that Pope Gabri once judged some well-known artists and politicians in the past.

The only things he admired were Leonardo da Vinci and Raphael, both of whom had created legendary works of religious overtones.

For a person from the Black Holy See, even if Van Helsing was an ancient figure born two hundred years ago, Pope Gabriel would never be so polite.

"Sorry Pope Gabriel, if a writer comes to me and asks me for a description of that era two hundred years ago, I can only answer him the brothel and which street in Paris has the most beautiful girls!

If I have an authentic Leonardo painting in my hand and I want to go to the toilet without toilet paper, I'll wipe my **** with the real thing, even if it's the Mona Lisa, so I'm an artless man People with vision and pattern. "

The corners of Pope Gabriel's eyes became stiff, and just when Van Helsing had humiliated one of his favorite artists, Pope Gabriel's gaze glanced at Van Helsing's left hand.

Of the three popes, Gabriel has the most fiery temper.

Gabriel forced an angry smile and said, "Since you don't care about the authenticity of Da Vinci, why do you wipe your ass, how about you just put on your pants? You can still keep the original!"

Van Helsing rolled his eyes at him, "I have to keep a gentleman's bottom line anyway."

Pope Gabri was so angry that he wanted to vomit blood. Isn't the so-called bottom line of the other party a priceless treasure?

"Look at you here... I once wanted to come to the St. Versailles Hotel... eat and drink, and tell you the fact that I rarely spend my own money on meals.

My money goes only to the woman and wine who serve me.

The St. Versailles Hotel is the property of the St. Itami religion... I mean it belongs to the property of a certain clergy family of the St. Itami religion. You will be entertained here by the people of the St. Itami religion to entertain some big people.

In fact, your Saint Itami Church is already incomparable to the Holy Bishop and the Xinguang Church in terms of wealth.

As the financial expenditure of the Holy See, you St. Itami should account for two-thirds, which was the case in my period! "

Pope Gabri sneered: "Now it's five-sixths!"

Fan Helsing pouted, "It's really rich! Commercialization, politicization, and the most qualified one is the St. Itami Cult. Of course, you are also the oldest! It's really good that this is very successful. In fact, sometimes I think your ideas can be become more open.

For example, there is no need to use the excuse of better serving the Lord! "

Gabriel couldn't bear it anymore, he clapped the table and shouted, "Are you humiliating us? You dare to say that our St. Itami religion is not the most devout believer! The Holy Bishop and the Xinguang Church are just branches that split off from us. !"

Van Helsing wiped his mouth, "Quiet down, calm down, I always have a weird feeling, after all, this is the first time we've met, and you're the Pope, but in all fairness I don't like the Holy Bishop and the Xinguang Cult.

In particular, the Holy Bishops and I are mortal enemies. Although I am what you call the Black Holy See, in fact, in the 18th century, my relationship with the Holy Itan Church was not bad. "

Van Helsing went on to say, "How else could I have been lying in the crypt of Notre Dame for two hundred years."

Gabri's expression softened, but the other party took the initiative to propose this relationship and Notre Dame de Paris.

Pope Gabriel took the ancient parchment straight out of his sleeve.

Van Helsing was stunned, "Why is this thing here with you?"

Gabriel said: "I only discovered it last night. From the mezzanine of the Pope's desk, four popes have not been found in two hundred years."

Fan Helsing pouted, "I'll just say, why didn't your people search me when I was lying in the underground tomb, and didn't even take this sacred object away."

Gabri looked at Phelancis on his left hand with fiery eyes, and he said, "The Pope two hundred years ago died suddenly, and the other party hasn't even had time to make a will.

And this holy relic was lent to you privately by the Pope, and outsiders didn't know it. After the Pope died, he found that Francis was missing and thought it was stolen. In addition, people in the Notre Dame Cathedral couldn't recognize your hand at all. It's Francis..."

"So what do you want to do now? Come back from me?" Van Helsing opened his right hand, and a cloud of light blurred Gabri's vision. The two priests dragged Gabri back and guarded him in case of an accident.

And Gabri felt that the parchment in his hand was taken away by the other party.

"No!" By the time he reacted in front of him, the piece of paper was already in Van Helsing's hand.

A mass of light flashed, and suddenly turned into powdery debris.

"You underestimate an extraordinary person who opened the Holy Road, Pope Gabriel, the IOU is gone. You said that it was lent to me by the Pope two hundred years ago, and my reason is that the Pope two hundred years ago gave it to me. mine!"

Van Helsing stood up and was about to go.

Gabri said loudly, "Phelancis is a holy relic of St. Itan's religion! I will never allow this holy material to fall into the hands of you, a member of the Black Holy See!"

"Casual!"

"Stop him!"

Immediately outside, many priests and apologists appeared.

"It's disgusting, we don't have to do this at all, and a group of guys who haven't opened the Holy Road are too underestimated by superhumans, right? If you want to go back to Francis, I'll let you see it." Van Helsing stretched out his left hand.

He held it lightly in the air, and all the light sources around him suddenly converged in his hands.

In an instant, it was this room, then the entire floor, and then the entire hotel.

The St. Versailles opens like a black vacancy in a black cathedral style from the outside.

The dark environment made them unable to see anything... The light source in the entire building was taken away...

"The Pope is still here, don't shoot, don't be impulsive!" the priest shouted.

By the time the light returned, Van Helsing had long since disappeared without a trace.

Gabri broke free from the support of the person next to him, and he angrily came to the viewing balcony in the room, where he could see a man riding a Harley motorcycle on the avenue below, leaving in the direction of the Holy See.

"Van Helsing! I'm going to sue you at His Majesty's place!" Gabriel shouted angrily.

And at this time in New York City, United States.

Four urban youths are being cornered by a monster into a dead end in an alleyway.