Tyra, your ancestors are back!

"Ursus sent a young grand duke... instead of the old-fashioned old people, it seems that the successor of the former emperor of Ursus is also looking for a change..."

"The representative of Colombia, as an emerging country, is Ms. Perica who has contacted the Pope - she is now preparing for the subsequent World Expo."

"Hmm... Where's Victoria? It's been a long time since we heard from Victoria..."

Evangelista XI nodded, and then thought of something to ask.

"Victoria... We have not received news that Victoria will have an envoy to attend the meeting..."

Gunqi also shook his head——

"Their throne has been vacant for many years...The descendants of the Lionheart King are still missing, and the Red Dragon may have completely abandoned Victoria who betrayed them several times."

"If I remember correctly, the new Grand Duke of Ursus is the son of a red dragon... She doesn't seem to have the slightest interest in Victoria."

"Forget it, this is the choice of the Victorians themselves... Abandoning the red dragon and pushing the lion to the gallows... It is understandable that none of their pure descendants would want to sit on the vacant throne of Victoria..."

The Pope of Lateran shook his head, remembering the news he had brought with the Princess Sarkaz who visited Lateran a few days ago——

...

"My elder brother Tracys went to Victoria after breaking away from Kazdale...Although I don't know what kind of thinking the grand dukes of Victoria had in accepting his elder brother and his army...but If you can, Your Excellency Evangelista XI, please warn the Dukes of Victoria for me..."

"There are certain foundations and strengths, even if the old Kazdel is destroyed thousands of times... it will be difficult to shake and erase the slightest... as if it is too young for what we call the forerunners... as the oldest Victoria, one of the countries—"

"It is too young and immature for them to regain the name of Tikaz - the Pope of Lateran... We have the same source in the extremely distant past, if the truth of history is not If not buried or forgotten by the books in your library..."

"You should understand what the name Tikaz represents..."

"Those Victoria Grand Dukes are seeking skin from a tiger—"

Evangelista XI still remembers the expression on the princess's face when she mentioned the comparison between the history of Sakaz and the heritage of Victoria. It was not a kind of arrogance or complacency...it was just a pure sense. warning...

"Victoria will burn, Pope of the Lateran... and the flames burning on it will spread to the whole land, and no one will be spared...not even the new Kazdel who chooses to "coexist" There will be exceptions..."

"We must be prepared for this—this time, no one of us will be spared, and no one will be left out of the incident...I don't expect the Parliament of Nations to unify those chaotic forces this time."

"Interests, hatred, grudges, suspicions and even mineral sickness... everything will make them quarrel at the conference table... This meeting cannot unite anyone, but it will indeed be a highlight in the future... .”

The expression of Princess Theresia was extremely serious. She stared at the Sakota man in front of her with a serious expression, causing the latter to subconsciously adjust his sitting posture——

"However, there is at least one thing that only you can do at present, Pope Lateran—you will make them realize that sitting on the table can indeed mediate certain contradictions and conflicts, instead of bloodshed and exacerbation These contradictions and hatreds eventually fell into the abyss..."

"You could create for them a rudimentary, somewhat hazy concept called "United Nations"..."

"The princess of Sakaz... Is this part of Sakaz's ancient prophecy...?"

"Yes... and no - I can't tell you any more information, and the remaining answers may have to be sought by the Pope yourself..."

——The night of the meeting with Princess Sarkaz

"grown ups...."

The old pope knocked on the door of a certain church, and greeted softly a certain woman kneeling in front of the altar of the church... It seems that the status of the latter is somewhat higher than that of himself as the pope

"They're like a piece of iron ore freshly dug out of a mine...Evangelista...."

Before the Pope of Lateran raised his question, the nun who was sitting quietly praying gave a response——

"Conflicts caused by interests, hatred bred by old grudges...discrimination due to ethnic differences are just impurities in this rough iron..."

"Smelt it with high temperature, hit it with a heavy hammer, remove the impurities, and shape it into its true shape..."

We can't demand that the impurities, size, and weight of the rough iron ore excavated from each block are the same...but the furnace and the hammer can--

"Victoria will burn, and the flames it ignites will spread throughout the land. No one will be spared, and no one will be able to avoid it. The news brought to you by the guest from Kazdaele is not wrong at all. She has Tell you the truth, Evangelista..."

"Ms. Apponia...?"

The old man Sakota looked at the woman in front of him in surprise. The venerable man who seemed to have been kneeling there all the time in his memory, spending infinite time praying and meditating, had now stood up, with a certain look in his blue pupils. He couldn't bear it, and seemed to look at himself with some determination——

"For that is the fire of reshaping, of remaking, of the ever-changing codes of the ages—someone has lit a fire for the forge called Terra...and you must face it bravely and fearlessly ..."

"For he who will wield the forging hammer will never show mercy nor show mercy - only the purest metal will be left, and the impurities will be ruthlessly removed..."

.....

The lady in front of you can see "fate", which is something that Evangelista XI is familiar with, or something that the popes of all ages are familiar with. Of course, this is also one of Lateran's little secrets, and this honorable The announcement made by the author only represents one thing——

The future path has been set, and everyone can only face it bravely - fate will only pity those who are brave, fearless and rational.

"I understand, ma'am - Rutland will make all necessary preparations for this...."

Chapter 316 There is no mixed race, Lionheart, do you want it, old man?

"Ahhhh...it's so annoying-this group of old people really can call us young people...in such a big city, where can we find someone?!"

On the streets of Lateran, a Gorefiend girl was complaining loudly, a natural barrier seemed to be formed around her, and no one approached the two in the center...

But fortunately, it's not surprising. After all, the center of this circle is a blood demon who is notorious even among the Sakaz clan, and the other one is a banshee with the same reputation and not much better... .

Although male banshees are indeed very rare, and they also attract the attention of women on the street——but the Huaichun girls who recognized the youth race still looked away angrily. A mourning banshee...

Not to mention anything else, their shelf life is longer than most species - if you really like a banshee... Maybe the other party can play a suona for yourself at your funeral to send yourself away.

It's better to let the blood demon and the banshee torture each other... When the couple confess to each other, they don't know how many generations of their children and grandchildren will be killed...

"I don't think we're young anymore..."

Mr. Yeren, who pinched his nose, subconsciously grabbed the staff in his hand with his right hand—this was a subconscious expression when he started to have a headache and how to coax his companions...

"Why aren't you young anymore? Look, the two of us together are only in our early 500s! We are clearly at the prime of our youth!"

The surroundings were silent... The Liboli youth who passed by the Lateran guard even raised his eyebrows——Listen, is this a human language?Together they are just over 500 years old.

Why don't you just ask here to find out how many people on this earth have a natural life span of over a hundred years?

"Would you like to hear what you're saying..."

Mr. Ye Ren's mouth twitched, and he decided not to argue with his companions on this topic so as not to severely hurt the hearts of the short-lived species...

"In short--Ye Ren, do you banshees have any spells for finding people? Just give a description of where we can find people... Isn't that really a description??"

...

"Seeing that you are idle and have nothing to do now... How about helping me find a child... Um... a little girl."

The duo who were following Ms. Alice and her group received such a request at that time.

"A child? What kind of child—?"

The two people became serious when they heard that there was a mission... Then the two of them got a very brief description... as short as just one sentence. When you talk about the degree of recognition... that's true. It is very recognizable, and in terms of rarity ranking, it should even be considered a UR....

After all...the hybrid child of Sakota and Sakaz - Miss Lilo Ai and Mr. Nightblade have not seen this thing for 200 years...

——Laughing, in the past, when these two groups of people met, their brains were typed out——You and I both talked about having a child, but I can only tell you that I can give you a book with more than ten pages, the kind that sells well all over Terra .

"There are spells for finding people...but it's the same as blood tracing, and the blood of next-of-kin is used as the material for the spell...We don't even know the name of the child's family...how do we find it? ?”

"That lady is not there for us to have fun..."

Mr. Ye Ren also showed a pained expression—then he seemed to think of something, and looked at Miss Blood Demon Knight beside him...

"Wait - Lilo Ai, I remember that you Bloodfiends can sense the blood of Sarkaz's fellow robes within a certain range?"

"You look for it this way?"

"The answer is...I don't—it's still a spell...if you ask Papa Rust he will, but obviously he's not here, and I'm a knight, not a warlock."

"How about we ask them at the notary office in Rutland...?"

Mr. Banshee, who has a poor donkey's skills, started to do some tricks... such as stopping a hapless Sakota to suffer with himself... Unregistered black households are not so easy to find for local law enforcement...

"Are you serious? Such a mixed-race child must have been a gangster in Rutland... There must be no record in their notary office, and they may not welcome this child very much - Tsk, don't let me know who the child's father is. Who is destined not to enjoy his good fruits..."

Miss Gorefiend twitched her lips in displeasure. When the two of them were at a deadlock and were about to make up their minds, someone patted them on the shoulder...

"Who?"

"That...you are the operators of Rhodes Island Medicine...? Hmm...an international pharmaceutical company?"

This is a Filin, like the Sarkaz duo, exuding an aura that is out of place with the surroundings... light-blond hair, blue eyes, and the clothes on his body are compared to the merchants or envoys visiting Lateran , more like a Victorian street gangster....

I don't know how this kind of person was put into Rutland City...

"Yes...we are operators from Rhodes Island...do you have anything to do?"

The blood demon and the banshee who nodded looked at the "Victorian street gangster" in front of them with strange expressions... and began to wonder if anyone who looked like a human could enter the Holy City of Rutland...

"I'm Morgan... Our boss, Vina, would like to meet with your company... or uh... submit a resume?"

This self-proclaimed Morgan was grabbing his hair and looking at the two Sarkaz men in front of him...and the latter also looked at each other——

"Um...this lady - our Rhode Island Medicine is a formal and legal company, registered in Kazdaele, and a legal company listed in all major countries in Terra..."

It looks like the two Sarkaz couples have misunderstood something...

"Ahem....You misunderstood me. I'm not a gangster. Have you heard of this name, or surname?"

Morgan, who understood what the two people in front of him were thinking, coughed awkwardly... trying to explain something to himself...

"What last name?"

"Alexandrina Weina Victoria——since the two Sarkaz people who started at two hundred years old...should have heard of this surname?"

"....Night Blade?"

Miss Liloi looked at the banshee sorcerer beside her——

"Victoria...? This is the surname of the Aslan royal family of the Victoria Empire... Are you Victoria's special envoy?"

As a cultural person, Mr. Ye Ren naturally knew this surname - he looked at the film in front of him suspiciously...

No matter how you look at it, it looks like a gangster... Moreover, Victoria's throne has been vacant for many years. I feel that you are more reliable than saying that your surname is Victoria...

"Victoria is already overwhelmed, how could a special envoy come to Rutland - we got here with a certain merchant's sailboat...but that merchant can only send us here... "

Morgan shook his head—

"The great Victorian empire is cracking open, the counties are watching the clouds over Londinium... and we want help... or sanctuary in Rhode Island, for which the Aslan royals are few and far between of orthodoxy.”

"Sounds like important news...I'm going to contact the doctor."

——Forget it, I didn't find the half-breed... It should be okay to find a Victorian royal family?

Chapter 317 I am Qin Shihuang V I am 50, Fuguo will make you the general of Zhenguo!

Streets of Rutland

"Ah... the young people seem to have found a big treasure box...? I just don't know if it is real or fake..."

Alice, who glanced at the communication terminal, raised her eyebrows... and Miss Patuo, who heard the keyword "big treasure chest", pricked up her ears vigilantly, and her tail began to wag excitedly...

"You mean those two unfortunates who were sent out to find the Sakaz and Sakota hybrids?"

"Oh, by the way...you didn't even give any description of your appearance and name...."

Prometheus No. 17 looked at Miss Alice in front of her and twitched her lips——

"Ah... so NO.17 is what you care about?"

The white-haired woman touched her chin——

"I thought you would care more about their two 200-year-old Sarkaz, but they actually took on such a mindless task without even asking..."

"Alice Consul..."

"uh-huh?"

"Bullying fools is an act that is out of public order and good morals, and you will even be held accountable by law. Have you degenerated to become such a low-level villain?"

Prometheus NO.17 issued his own advice to his boss without changing his expression——

"Is there a possibility, my dear NO.17 - you who directly define people as fools are going too far...?"

Alice, who heard the words, couldn't help but twitched the corners of her mouth...

"I think Ms. Alice, who is looking for someone without telling her name and appearance, is even more excessive..."

"Because I really don't know, dear NO.17—the two little guys have nothing to do with following us in reverse, so it's better to spend money to find someone—"

"Hey, hey, hey, you two, stop, stop - isn't our focus on the big treasure chest?"

The money-loving Miss Padufelice resolutely intervened in the conversation, directly interrupting the argument between the two who was more excessive.