Age of Heroes, ten consecutive guarantees

During breakfast.

Bai Yu instinctively noticed that the atmosphere was slightly different.

Minami Shiori, who had always maintained a certain sense of distance before, became more natural and bold.

It's something he's not used to.

He even took the initiative to call him ‘brother-in-law’.

It's okay not to shout. After calling this name, Bai Yu felt a subtle sense of betrayal.

The sister-in-law who called her brother-in-law to her face slept in the same bed yesterday. Does your sister know?

I know, I know too much.

Not only did she know it, she made it happen.

It’s messy, it’s too messy.

On the other hand, Amamiya Mahiru smiled brightly and had no additional reaction at all.

This simple breakfast took a long time to finish, taking half an hour to finish.

Fortunately, they were about to get down to business, leaving no time or space for the three of them to continue their pseudo-love.

The messenger from the shogunate outside sent a notice, asking the person in charge of the Nan family to go to a meeting.

Today's evening, the Huangquan Great Exorcism will officially begin, and some preparatory rituals need to be done before that.

In order to avoid triggering internal factional conflicts in advance, early meetings and discussions are necessary. For example, if you go hunting in the mountains, you must also divide the corresponding hunting grounds in advance.

In particular, the competition for shallow areas will be fierce.

Amamiya Mahiru and Minami Shiori are going to a meeting. Bai Yu is not very interested in the meeting, and there is one thing to do at hand.

Before leaving the camp, Amamiya Mahiru stretched out his hand to tidy up his clothes, which were not messy at all. Minami Shiori also took the initiative to stretch the corners of his clothes from behind and smooth out the wrinkles.

One after another, Bai Yu stood there like a mannequin placed in a supermarket, letting others dress and tidy up.

"Be careful on the road." Mahiru said as gently as his first wife.

"Be careful on the road, brother-in-law." Nan Shizhi also waved.

When Bai Yu was sent out of the camp, he took a deep breath unconsciously.

Damn, I can’t stand it.

Who can withstand this kind of treatment?

It’s great to travel through time…

Travelers all understand life.

They are also sisters, but the one in Daxia next door is not so friendly. Su Ruoji's secret attacks are hard to guard against, and they are completely unable to achieve the harmony, friendship and double happiness here.

However, after leaving the camp, he thought about it and discovered something strange. The calmer the expressions of the two sisters became, the weirder Bai Yu felt. Thinking about it more, he realized that something was wrong. What agreement had the two sisters reached? Can it be so harmonious?

I suspect that I have been secretly arranged by them, but I have no evidence...

"Hey, it's just my lack of concentration."

He scratched his head and didn't know what to say about the current situation.

It would be false to say that I am unhappy, but it is true to say that I am afraid. After all, this is a new experience on board a ship that I have never experienced before, and this kind of good thing usually means a high price. No one knows whether it will become a dynamite barrel.

Bai Yu has seen children living in school every day, and never thinks that the blessing of being together is a good thing.

Polyamory is either a white school, a Shura field, or a Shura slaughterhouse.

He knew that he had to control his desires accurately, otherwise Brother Cheng would be a lesson to others.

Just because I couldn't resist the temptation last night, I got my sister-in-law involved. What a sin...

Bai Yu walked to the tent of the Holy Church of Rome in despair.

Battle Priest Andre saw Bai Yu from a distance, but he did not say hello immediately. Instead, he waited until he got closer before taking the initiative to mention: "Good morning, Mr. Bai."

Bai Yu raised his head: "Ah, good morning... Why didn't you say something earlier? You scared me."

"I see that Mr. Bai seems to be reminiscing about something, so I can't bear to disturb you... You must have had a good rest."

"Really?" Bai Yu pinched his face: "Didn't I show expressions of 'excruciating pain', 'cold sweat on my forehead', and 'fearful'?"

"Hahahahaha..." The battle priest smiled as heartily as a goose: "You are really humorous, sir. You look so radiant. You are smiling all the way, as if I have received the appointment of an archbishop. On the day I read the book, I felt like the sun was congratulating me.”

Bai Yu couldn't stand it any longer. How could I, the editor of Fate, Da Xia Jiaoyang, a member of the starting point travel group, actually come here with a silly smile all the way?

No wonder the eyes of those people along the way were so strange, as if they were seeing a lunatic with a wrong style of painting.

But, damn...

Is it so easy to handle?

No, I will never admit it!

Bai Yu immediately straightened his face, returned to his sanctimonious posture, and completely denied the embarrassing nature that he had accidentally revealed, rejecting and denying three times in a row.

"I'm not, I didn't, don't talk nonsense!"

The battle priest did not go into the topic any more. He just regarded it as an oriental sense of humor. He raised his hand and said: "The saint is already waiting. Please come in. Don't be too formal. You are a very easy-going person."

Bai Yu nodded and walked into the camp.

He also had some understanding of the saints of the Holy Church.

Although there is definitely a big difference between Jeanna's temperament and that of an orthodox saint, she possesses several basic characteristics of a saint.

Beautiful, beautiful, so damn beautiful!

In Elyse's dictation, she once asked Jeanne how she was chosen.

Jeanne answered like this at that time. She raised her hand and brushed her long golden hair lightly: "Because I am beautiful~"

The cold expression and proud tone impressed Elise so much that she even imitated it in public.

This shocked both Amemiya Mahiru and Hakuyu.

In fact, the external image of the Holy Church depends largely on these ‘saints’ to maintain it.

This is called image engineering.

Everyone has little resistance to beautiful women, and the same goes for goddesses. If you don’t see Guanyin Bodhisattva, do you have to wear a female leather condom to make believers happy?

The great saints may not be really good at fighting, but they must all be very good-looking, and their background must be considerable.

As for Jeanne, she was born with the blood of a heroic spirit, and she was endorsed by God and rewarded with food, so she had a huge background.

Therefore, other saints at the same level as her are said to have great backgrounds.

Rome has long united the religious and imperial powers, so most of the nobles themselves are believers and believers, and the existence of dual identities is allowed here.

She is a royal daughter, a grand duchess, and a saint... Such multiple identities are allowed to exist.

The only thing unclear is whether this rule has changed substantially in the past five hundred years.

Bai Yu felt like he was measuring the current map of Rome bit by bit with the information in the history book, just like an antique from Taixu Mountain that had lived for more than 50,000 years.

He would not make a preconceived idea, but would first judge the saint's ability.

Maybe, after arriving in Rome, we will need to continue dealing with him.

This is to pave the way for a smooth trip to Rome in the future.

There are only advantages and no disadvantages in establishing a good relationship with the Holy Church in advance.

A great man once said that you have to have many friends and only a few enemies.

In Daxia Baiyu was able to achieve the goal of getting Daoduozhu, but he didn't believe that he couldn't do this in Rome.

Stepping into the tent, the style of the tent here is obviously different from that outside.

The temperature is higher, and the room is filled with soft light. It is the kind of temperature that is not dazzling, but very comfortable.

For a moment, Bai Yu was reminded of the greenhouse where Bei Mingyao stayed.

Then he calmed down and suddenly felt that the surrounding temperature returned to normal... The filter just now disappeared.

"Psychic magic?"

He paused and looked at the woman opposite the table placed in the center of the tent.

"It's just a small hint. I hope people who enter here can maintain a happy mood and feel an environment that allows them to relax."

She opened her mouth to answer, her fluent and standard Roman pronunciation was clear, and every cadence was as standard as a dubbing voice actor, with a unique rhythm.

The saint stood up on her own initiative: "I'm sorry if I offended you."

"It's okay. I'm here as a guest. Guests do as they please."

Bai Yu looked directly at the saint from Rome.

She is dressed in the orthodox Saint's dress of the Holy See. Compared with the style five hundred years ago, there are some changes. Perhaps in order to cope with the death of the underworld, the skirt was changed to trousers and a skirt. Her body is half a military uniform. Half of the Vatican clergy uniform.

The Holy Church's aesthetic vision for selecting saints has indeed remained unchanged for five hundred years. She has long golden hair, dark blue eyes, and soft facial features that are very layered.

The wavy blond hair is different from Jeanne's straight blond hair, but this is a face that both Eastern and Western people will appreciate.

Bai Yu felt relieved immediately.

You can always trust the aesthetics of the Holy Church!

I immediately fell in love with it when I saw it... This is obviously a unique charm.

The saint introduced herself: "Holy Saint of the Holy Church, Cordelia Wittels Bach...this is the first time we meet, a gentleman from Bactria, please take a seat."

"Bai Yu." Bai Yu simply introduced himself: "A Daxia person, as for his origin, I'm afraid he doesn't have a commendable identity."

"In this foreign country, even if you meet a person who can speak Roman, you will feel friendly. Our status here is just that of strangers. Please don't feel restrained."

The saint smiled and took the initiative to make tea. The tea she used was black tea... which is also a unique variety in the West.

"I'm sorry, the black tea has been brewed several times, and the taste may be relatively weak." She brought the tea and said regretfully: "We have been here for several months, but have made no progress. Not only are we eating here, If you can’t get cake, you can’t even drink black tea.”

"If you want to try some oriental leaves, I have plenty here."

"It's too bitter. I've tasted it, but I'm not used to it."

"It's like this when you leave your hometown. When you come to Yingzhou, you may get tired of eating fish and seafood."

"...Yes." Cordelia said with a faint look: "I heard that Daxia has a wide variety of food, but I didn't expect that the food in Yingzhou, which is less than a thousand miles away, is so...that sashimi and sushi, It’s really…barbaric.”

"There may be parasites, even in sea fish." Bai Yu picked up the tea cup and took a sip: "It is better to eat cooked fish."

The two started talking about food, switching topics casually, there was no problem in the conversation, and they could answer any topic they asked casually.

It can be seen that the saints are obviously very sociable. They are engaged in missionary work, charity and other image projects. They are naturally good at dancing, beautiful and well-spoken.

After about ten minutes of conversation, Bai Yu successfully made Cordelia laugh with a British joke from 'Yes, Prime Minister'.

After watching the atmosphere gradually improve, he asked: "I wonder what your title of saint is?"

Cordelia smiled and said, "What kind of ban do you think it will be?"

"Well, judging from your appearance, you are somewhat similar to the 'Holy Face' in history." Bai Yu's words were purely flattering. He didn't know other saints at all. Just know such an acquaintance.

He thought his words were a compliment, but when he saw Cordelia's expression immediately changed, even the silent battle priest at the back door changed his movements slightly.

The atmosphere at the scene suddenly became tense.

...ah, am I stepping on a thunderbolt?

"Where did you know this name?" The saint leaned forward. Although she was still smiling, her expression was obviously unnatural and had a sense of coercion.