Fast time travel: The villain male god keeps flirting

Chapter 205 "Save That Witch (37)"

Deposit Nine

Seamody clung to his ear, looked around and whispered, "Bishop Anger said that he invited Principal Ellie of Bray College to Rome as a guest."

"What else did he say?" Wolfe took off his plush hat, his eyes were black and tired, and he said as he walked, his long legs were striding forward.

Simodi also hurriedly followed him, "My lord, no more, what do you think?"

Wolfe stopped abruptly, looking at the naked statue of Jesus in the church, his eyes flickering.

"Thoughts?" He smiled coldly, "Since the game has already started, how can I run away?"

Simodi wanted to persuade him again, "My lord, Mr. Ange must have a conspiracy. After all, you and he are both popular candidates for the next pope. You should be careful, Mr. Wolfe!"

Wolf rubbed the corners of his dark brows, "Stop talking, I must go to Rome."

Not just for the next election.

What's more, his beloved girl is still trapped in Rome.

The city of Rome is an ancient war-torn city, where rivers of blood once flowed, where plagues ran rampant, and where there were ruins. It has experienced the vicissitudes of Christianity for thousands of years, and it has also witnessed its transformation from being weak and oppressed to being powerful. Oppress the existence of others.

The city of Rome is divided into the old city and the new city. The old city retains the majestic and rough ancient buildings and some broken walls, and there are very few residents. The new city is built on the edge of the old city, and a large-scale pope, bishop's palace and palace are built. Neatly planned streets and houses, the new city is the most prosperous, here is the religious center, not only loyal believers from all over the mainland, but also businessmen, tourists...

After Ramadan, the city of Rome suddenly became very lively. People who came and went had happy smiles on their faces. Famous bishops from all over the continent came one after another, and many new faces appeared on the streets.

The Pope is old, and he issued a new election order. The most likely candidates for the election are Bishop Wolf of Nolan and Cardinal Anger of Rome.

Wolfe is in the prime of life, handsome, capable, and has no romantic scandals. The only shortcoming is his age. Too young always makes people feel unreliable; He is kind and has rich experience, but he is not very popular among his colleagues.

"Miss, the flower you picked is really beautiful, and the dahlias match your earrings, you are simply an angel!" the jewelry vendor said enthusiastically, spitting and chattering, his mouth was as sweet as drinking honey. Similarly, he was about to introduce other hair ties to customers, but when he looked up, he saw the customer staring blankly at the end of the street, as if possessed by an evil spirit.

The peddler was taken aback, he waved his hand, "Miss? Miss?"

"Uh, what's the matter?" The little woman with her hair in a bun came back to her senses.

"What happened to you just now? Are you okay?"

The little woman recalled the galloping cardinal, her face blushed, "It's nothing, just now I saw a very young and handsome young man in a bishop's uniform."

The peddler understood right away. He had stayed in Rome for 20 years. According to the little woman's description, he could guess a candidate in minutes, "Are you new to Rome?"

"Yes, I came here with my husband for our honeymoon."

"I know who the bishop is."

"Who is it?" The little woman's eyes sparkled.

"During this period of time, there will be a grand campaign in Rome, and bishops from all over the continent will gather in Rome. The one who is young and handsome as you said should be Lord Wolfe, Bishop of Nolan."

"It turns out that his name is Wolfe. It sounds so nice." The little woman clasped her hands tightly. "I really don't know which woman is so lucky to have a good time with Wolfe."

The corner of the peddler's mouth twitched, you are a newly married little woman!
Wolfe didn't have time to take off his hat, and hurried into Bishop Ang's residence.

"My lord, you cannot go in." The knight guarding the gate drew out his long sword.

Wolf cut the arms of the two with a dagger, "Go away."

Unable to stop them, the two rang the bell hanging on the railing. The sound of "jingle bell" warned that there was an enemy intruding. A group of knights swarmed over and directly protected the palace tightly.

Someone recognized him and exclaimed, "Master Wolfe?"

Everyone looked at him carefully, and found that this man with a stern and ruthless face was actually Wolfe, the man who was his bishop's opponent. Looking again, he was still wearing the bright red bishop's uniform.

They hesitated, what the hell is going on?

Looking at the exit of the knight who seemed to be in charge, "Would Lord Wolfe tell Lord Ange?"

Wolfe laughed back angrily, "Can he not know the game he set up?"

"Oh, Wolfe, it's really not easy to invite you to be a guest at the humble mansion." I didn't see him, only heard his voice, only heard a gentle man's voice with a smile, and then appeared in front of Wolfe. , it was Ange, a middle-aged man with a benevolent face. He saluted his peers, "Brother Wolf, welcome to Rome. As the host, I will treat you well."

"No, put away that hypocritical smile too, it's disgusting to look at," Wolf sneered mercilessly, "You know my intentions, and I also know yours, let's make a deal .”

Anger smiled brightly, "Brother Wolfe, this way please."

No one knew what the two had said.

All I know is that when he opened the door again and came out, the smile on Ange's face was a little more sincere, and Wolfe was expressionless, and no one else could guess what he was thinking.

Speaking of the latter, Wolf voluntarily abstained during the pope's election. As a result, Anger became the biggest winner without a doubt.

The dark night gives people courage, and also prompts the subconscious beasts to come out of the cage.

Zhou Meng's eyes were dark, not because of the deep sky, but because her eyes were tightly bound by a black cloth, and her hands and feet were also bound with ropes. The more she struggled, the deeper the ropes became.

Her mouth was tightly pursed. Ange, an old fox, said it was an equal deal. In the end, because her weakness was held by him, he slapped her hard and became an item for him to trade with others.

This hatred, she remembered.

For the sake of the plan, she decided to bear the burden of humiliation.

She heard a breathing that seemed to be there, and although the man breathed very lightly, she was sensitive and guessed who was coming.

She was overjoyed, Wolfe?
"Is it Wolfe? You're finally here." Zhou Meng smiled lightly, as if he could see through the world. This appearance made Wolfe feel inexplicably flustered, "Where are Lilith and the others? How is the child?"

The visitor did not speak.

Zhou Meng babbled, "Sigrid and Frode went shopping, but they didn't know if they could find the newly opened cake shop. Armand didn't know where it was. How about Lilith? And those naughty people boys..."

The hands of the visitor were clasped into fists.

　Zhou Meng: I have never lost when it comes to abuse~
　　
　
(End of this chapter)