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Chapter 330
Before the Pope announced the results, everyone was most optimistic about Su Qian, but he turned out to be a spy of the Final Yan Sect. This scene was too shocking, and they were a little hesitant about the two eliminated candidate knights. quite.

Thinking about it now, the Pope has always been right in doing things. They don't understand that it is because they are not good enough. There must be a deeper reason for the Pope to make these three foreign teachers become honorary knights.

"I agree."

"agree!"

"I agree!"

Seeing that everyone had no objections, the Pope nodded his head: "Then today's ceremony will be as it is. Everyone, go back and digest what I said today. It's raining heavily, let's go."

After finishing speaking, the Pope looked at Lin Guiyao and the others,
"As for you three, come with me."

Coincidentally, Lin Guiyao also had a lot to ask, so he followed him to the nearest cabin under the martial arts arena.

The warm fire had already been burning, Lin Guiyao thanked a maid for a towel and glanced at the layout of the house.

It is very ordinary, a bit like a forest ranger's hut. There is even a wooden bow and arrow hanging on the wall. The handshake is very shiny. It seems that people often play with it, but the material is very ordinary and there are some cracks.

"Sit down, the place is small, just leave." The Pope handed the cleaned towel to the maid, took a cup of hot tea, and sat at a large table.

This is a large round table, with exactly eleven stools beside the table.

Looking at each other, Lin Guiyao and the others nodded and sat down, but Lin Guiyao frowned a little when the maid handed him the drink.

How does this look a lot like his Hope City wheat tea?
Get closer and smell it, it's more like it!
"Tsk tsk, I think your stuff is good. It just happened to be raining all the time. Drinking some of this tea is quite refreshing. My knee doesn't hurt much anymore." The pope smiled.

"How much do you know me?"

Lin Guiyao was holding the teacup, although the tea warmed his hands, but his heart was raised. After all, he came here for his daughter, so he was still a little guilty.

"Not many, but the people below are pretty reliable in their work. I should know everything I need to know."

The Pope leaned back, getting closer to the fireplace, especially his right knee, which seemed to be an old problem, and the air was too humid and it was easy to relapse.

"Do you know why I'm here?"

"Why? Weren't you arrested by us?" The pope asked strangely, but the corners of his mouth slightly raised.

"Uh……"

Lin Guiyao didn't know how to proceed, but he still asked the question in his heart first.

"Why do you want the three of us to be this honorable knight, what do you want to do, and what do you want us to do?"

"What? Is it shameful to be with us? Why are there so many problems?"

The furious knight glared at Lin Guiyao, but soon his ears were pinched by the gluttonous female knight.

"Drink your tea. You are the one who talks the most. Mr. Pope, please continue."

After smiling apologetically at Lin Guiyao and the others, Gluttony drank the cup of hot tea that Furious had in one gulp, and breathed out comfortably, while Furious looked at his empty cup and thought about how to drink it.

The Pope waved his hand: "If I say that only you can gather enough troops to attack the Final Sect the soonest, will you blame me?"

How to teach the end of the attack?
Lin Guiyao frowned. Although Yanjiao had provoked him in the end, he was not yet at the point where he was going to marry him. Why did the Pope think he would agree?
"What about the Knights? Don't you have a hundred thousand knights?"

"One hundred thousand?" The Pope was stunned for a moment, then suddenly realized, and shook his head with a wry smile.

"Did that girl tell you during the day? No, there is no one hundred thousand at all. Think about it, Ge Lingtong only has 30 entourages as a knight leader, and the entire knight guild only has [-] regiments. How much do you have?"

Lin Guiyao pondered for a while, then said in surprise, "Only one thousand? So little?"

The Machiavellian Knight sighed: "It's three thousand. Some knights will have more people, but not much more."

The Knights' Society is the core violent organization of the Supreme Church, but it only has 3000 troops?This is a bit weak!No wonder the Miracle Ark was handed over to Mo Yousheng's operation, and there were more than three thousand people on it.

Lin Guiyao frowned, remembering that there were more than three thousand people watching them just now, at least about four thousand.

"They? They are some villagers themselves. They joined the Supreme Religion out of gratitude after being rescued. They have no basic military qualities. If they are not kind-hearted, they will not be able to become knights." Quan Mo explained.

Lin Guiyao was relieved. The Supreme Cult had many people. That was because they saved many people, all of whom came back from preaching. In addition, although there were hundreds of thousands of disciples, only one in a hundred could become a knight. The black knights who dare to fight, fight and be obedient are one in a thousand, so it is understandable that there are few people.

"Then yours, how many subordinates do you have?" Lin Guiyao looked at Quan Mou.

"Ask him? I'm afraid you'll be scared to death if you say it, twenty thousand! That's great!" The man with the big nostrils sneered, and Lin Guiyao recognized him as the arrogant knight.

But twenty thousand!This is actually the strength of a glorious knight?
Don't these seven people add up to 10,000+ troops?

No, they also said just now that there are very few believers who can become soldiers, so where do their troops come from?
Lin Guiyao suddenly had a flash of inspiration: "Are you the same as me?"

"Bingguo! Finally got the hang of it. Yes, we are all lords! A lord just like you." Gluttony took another cup of hot tea, and went to pick out some fruits to eat back.

"Those guys thought that being a candidate would give them a chance to be an honorary knight, haha."

Lust glanced at Zhao Ziyue's chest, and then lay back on the table, but his side face was facing the direction of gluttony, and his sight was already blocked by four teacups. There were two extra cups, one was his and the other was Asleep lazy.

"You mean, this is a secret operation?" Lin Guiyao said in amazement.

"What kind of black box? It's called conforming to public opinion. Everyone agrees. I don't think you should call it survival. You should call it curiosity." Gluttony laughed.

Lin Guiyao didn't care about her ridicule, and looked back at the Pope, who was gently turning his lazy and sleepy head aside.

"Why do you think I will use my own people to help you fight the Final Yan Sect? This is a problem between your two religions." Lin Guiyao still didn't want to get involved in such a thing.

"Is it really our own problem? Machiavellian, why don't you tell him how many troops the Final Sect plans to send to Hope City?" the Pope said with a smile.

Quan Mou nodded, looked at the frowning Lin Guiyao, put up two index fingers, and made a sign of the cross: "One hundred thousand!"

"3000 humans, the rest are mutant infected soldiers."

"You mean [-] soldiers are attacking my City of Hope?" Lin Guiyao stood up.

(End of this chapter)