I am a baa baa sheep

"Shut up, heretics!"

"I can't talk online anymore? I want to talk!"

Before Shasha confirmed her appointment, countless people started a war of words on the Internet.

There are those who support the Hidden Church, and there are those who support Protestantism.

You scold Pope Louis for directly deciding the time and place for being shameless. I say this is the domineering that the old church should have.

You bet Wu Mao Saya dare not really fight, I bet ten packs of hot strips saint will beat old Louis to the ground.

Those who took to the streets to protest against the covert oppression of the Protestant church by the hidden church; those who held up large banners and frantically responded to the Pope... …

Just because of a public debate that has not yet been fully settled, thousands of people have begun to stand in line in advance.

"..."

"Ms. Saya, will you fight?"

Millie found Sasha immediately. Her heart was beating wildly, and her forehead was covered with sweat.

"kindness"

Sasha nodded: "Help me tell the sailors that this battle must be won."

"What are you talking about?"

Millie pretended to be stupid subconsciously, not wanting her cell phone to ring suddenly.

"Your new boss is calling, take it."

After looking at the number, the female agent answered the phone with a bitter face: "Head?"

"Give Saya the phone"

"learn!"

"Hello, sailor?"

"It's me... the old smoker has retired, the situation is good now, you don't have to take risks."

After hearing this, Sasha burst out laughing.

"My friend, if Luis asks me to debate, he is asking for his own death. I have no chance of losing!"

"Don't forget you're in the enemy camp and this debate was unfair from the start."

"They never talked to me about fairness, and I don't need to."

Sasha's voice was full of contagion: "Sailor, you just need to ensure that I won't be dropped by someone halfway, and leave the rest to me!"

"..."

"It's not going to happen suddenly, but I got the news from the inside, they really want to do something bad to you."

"It doesn't matter, I will handle these, as long as you have the confidence to win."

"I've been bothering you all this time," Sasha said with emotion.

"Well, by the way, Saya, if you can win the debate, let's meet up another day."

"Okay, I invite you to dinner."

"Haha, you don't need to invite me, there will be a gentleman who will pay for it!"

.......................................

During the interview, Sasha made it clear that she would be on time for the appointment.

"Which of the teachings of the two religions is higher and which is lower, everyone knew it in their hearts on the day of No. 14."

"Why are you so confident?"

"Because I am not fighting alone, many people are supporting me!"

"..."

The much-anticipated day of the public debate has finally arrived.

All the way to the cathedral safely, Sasha was not disturbed in any way.

"Pope Louis, your plan has failed."

While hugging, Sasha whispered.

"?"

The old man looked blank, but there was a haze in his eyes.

A traitor, or a traitor at the archbishop level!

Protestants actually have such ability?

No, it is unlikely to be a Protestant. This is probably the first time that the Security Bureau has taken the initiative to attack us.

Damn it, just as that one stepped down, you all fell to Saya's side completely.

"After all, it's going to be a head-to-head match, what do you think?"

"good"

Suppressing the negative emotions in his heart, Louis took a deep look at Sasha.

"Saya, my teachings have been tempered and refined. If you want to refute me, I'm afraid you are a little ignorant."

Hearing this, Sasha suddenly laughed.

The teachings that the devil came up with with a slap of his head, are also worthy of being compared with the "goddess teachings" that have been tested in countless worlds?

'Look if I don't beat you all over the place! '

.....................................

This far-reaching public debate took the form of a global live broadcast.

Neither side had any way out, and Sasha immediately lost her reputation as a 'saint' when she lost.

If Louis was defeated, he might have no other choice but to die to save face.

"Sister's hair is so cool!"

A thirteen or fourteen-year-old boy danced in front of the TV: "Mom, can I also dye my hair white? It's so handsome!"

"That's not dyed..."

Susan burst into tears, and she wiped away her tears vigorously, feeling like a knife was twisting her heart.

"Barton, sit down."

Spark said seriously: "This is a very important debate, and it can even affect the future of many countries!"

"real or fake?"

Barton scratched his head: "Sister wins and everyone converts to the goddess. If Pope Louis wins, won't everyone continue to believe in the hidden lady?"

"not that simple"

Spark sighed, he was about to explain a few words, but was punched hard by Susan on the back.

"Stop talking, start, start!"

Susan was very nervous. She knew the importance of this debate to her daughter. She almost scratched her clothes with both hands.

The adults stared at the live broadcast without blinking. Barton watched it patiently for a while and felt a little bored.

'I don't understand, it looks so complicated. '

He looked at it for a while, and simply focused all his attention on the expressions of the two sides in the debate.

When the focus of attention changed, Barton saw a lot of things instead.

"My sister seems to have the upper hand?"

"Patton, be quiet!"

Rebuked by his mother, the boy pouted.

After staring blankly at the TV for more than half an hour, Barton rubbed his eyes and said, "Sister seems to be winning?"

"Go back to your room and take a nap when you're sleepy!"

It's almost night now...

The boy propped his head sullenly, he watched and really fell asleep.

...................................

"Won!!!"

"Honey, Saya won, Protestant won!"

"Pope Louis really suffered a crushing defeat?"

Spark's eyes widened: "My dad has completely hit the mark, honey, you didn't come home last time, I don't know how highly he thinks of Saya."

"Uh, His Excellency the Pope fainted."

As soon as Barton opened his eyes, he saw the scene of the old man fainting. He murmured: "It seems that the goddess is more powerful. It's decided. I will also believe in the great goddess when I grow up!"

VOLUME 553: Chapter [-] Obeying Death

The results of the public debate were obvious, but the Secret Church obviously would not admit that its teachings were inferior to others.

Pope Louis was unwell and old. The reason why he finally fainted was a physical problem and had nothing to do with any other factors.

The debate was indeed won by Ms. Saya, but it was Ms. Saya's personal victory. She was unparalleled in her argument, and she beat Pope Louis, that's all.

However, everyone who watched the live broadcast would not buy the words of the Hidden Church.

It is obviously a "life-and-death duel" between the highest spiritual leaders of the two religions, but it is just like an ordinary debate match for you.

"It's so ugly!"

"Why is the Hidden Church so virtuous? It's a big defeat at home, and it still refuses to admit defeat!"

"Tsk tsk, I guessed it would be like this."

There were more and more voices attacking the hidden church on the Internet. However, at this time, the official website of the church released the news that Pope Louis died unexpectedly due to an overdose of sleeping pills.

"The Pope is under tremendous pressure every day. He couldn't sleep for several days and nights, and finally had to take sleeping pills."

"It is you who are aggressive towards a poor old man, and you are all responsible for this tragedy."

"Murderers! You murderers!"

With the death of Luis, the Hidden Church took the lead in setting off an upsurge against cyber violence.

"The deceased is dead, please let the Pope go!"

At the press conference, several archbishops broke down in tears.

People generally sympathized with the weak. After the press conference, there were more messages on the church's official website wishing him rest in peace and a better journey.

After some self-directing and self-acting, the Hidden Church successfully achieved their goals—they minimized the negative impact of public debate.

"The next Pope is an extremely difficult person."

The sailor personally drove Sasha to the destination, and he said with regret: "It was supposed to be the time to savor the fruits of victory, but I didn't expect it to suddenly become like this."

"The general trend is rolling, and it can't be changed by some small tricks."

Sasha said lightly: "It doesn't matter how difficult the next pope is, I'm still young, and I can beat him to death."

"Saya, your words are quite politically wise"

"But I never thought of going into politics, you can rest assured."

The sailor breathed a sigh of relief exaggeratedly. He laughed and said, "Hahaha, with your promise, we will be allies for life!"

"By the way, about the matter of Archbishop Clover, I also helped you find out about that Your Excellency in advance."

"Amnesty is unlikely, after all, it has already been made an iron case."

"However"

The sailor changed the subject: "Archbishop Clover is old, and his health is not very good. For humanitarian considerations, there is no problem with parole for medical treatment."