I have a role in the heavens

Chapter 2378 Ivan Vincent takes action to defraud research funds

Benedict III looked calm and his eyes were full of warmth and holiness as he continued to debate.

"Franks recognized the problems at the root of arcana, so he returned to the embrace of the Lord. Douglas, don't deny it. Your heart has been shaken. You have begun to believe in the first driving force and the existence of a supreme being."

"Yes, I cannot deny that I somewhat believe in the first driving force and the supreme existence."

Douglas replied expressionlessly, without refuting Benedict III's words, but his eyes became more determined and the confusion gradually dissipated.

Benedict III showed a hint of joy on his face and was very excited. He mistakenly thought that he had convinced Douglas and said excitedly.

"Very good, as long as Douglas is willing to accept baptism, you will be the first saint of the church, and will be given the holy name by the Lord. You can become the next pope in the future, explore the secrets of godlikeness, and truly obtain eternal life and happiness."

Douglas suddenly chuckled twice, and said loudly with a bit of relaxation and disdain.

"Just because I believe this doesn't mean I will believe in the God of Truth."

"Why? Don't you know the power of divine descent? Haven't you seen the projection of Heaven Mountain with your own eyes? If you are willing to join the church, I can reveal the secrets of the god-like realm to you now."

Benedict III was a little surprised. He did not expect that something unexpected would happen again. Douglas had obviously been shaken, so why did his attitude suddenly change again.

Douglas smiled and pointed at the starry sky outside the window, with endless yearning and said in great shock.

"Benedict III, you have probably only been to other dimensions and have never explored the starry sky like us magicians, right?"

"So what?"

Benedict III didn't understand why Douglas said this, and looked puzzled, even a little confused. I don't know what this has to do with their conversation.

Douglass was filled with enthusiasm and obsession, looked up at the stars, and said firmly and shockingly.

"Only if you have truly been there can you understand how vast and boundless the starry sky is. Compared with it, I, you, Silver Moon, the Lord of Hell, and even the entire world are so small, like dust on the ground. "

"Even if I believe there is a first driving force, I absolutely do not believe that such a great existence would hide in such a small world and compete with us magicians and vampires for territory."

“He may accept our prayers and bring peace to our hearts, but the God of truth who directly sends down divine grace and magic to encourage churches to compete for resources and territory in this world is different from the God of truth who is awe-inspiring just by his mere existence. It’s nothing compared to the boundless starry sky.”

Having said this, Douglas withdrew his eyes, stared at Benedict III with disdain, and said coldly.

"So, the God of Truth, is He worthy of my faith?"

Benedict III's face was ashen. Douglas was indeed confused, but the direction of his confusion was completely wrong, at least not what Benedict III imagined.

"I really want to know the secret of the gods, but I don't care to rely on this method."

"One day, you will find that we magicians are not the enemies of faith, because our vision is not as narrow as yours, limited to such a small place."

"The future of our magicians lies closer to reality, in the vast and magnificent starry sky!"

Douglass was full of energy and high spirits at this time, and he had an inexplicable confidence in him that made people feel awe. He was firmer than false faith and greater than the God of truth.

Benedict III sighed, sighed, and wanted to make a last effort, so he spoke again to persuade.

"Being like a god is more difficult than you think. Sometimes vastness does not necessarily mean the truth. Higher levels and higher forms of existence do. Douglas, you can think about it carefully. I can wait for you to repent!"

"Let Franks leave. He has contributed to the establishment of the Magic Council. I don't want to pursue his mistakes anymore, but he cannot continue to stay in the Magic Council."

Douglas also sighed, finally relenting and unwilling to take action with his old friend for many years.

Benedict III didn't hesitate anymore, stood up and walked out of the magic tower. Just after leaving Douglas's demiplane, and when he was about to make a little move according to the pre-planned plan, a figure appeared in front of Benedict III.

Ivan Vincent had a somewhat lazy and leisurely look on his face, looking up and down at Benedict III, his eyes sparkling with silver. This was the eye of true seeing, which could see through all disguises. He raised the corners of his mouth slightly and joked with a smile.

"Hey, isn't this the new His Majesty the Pope? Why do you have time to go to the Magic Council? Are you so free?"

Benedict III's expression changed. He originally wanted to use Franks' body as a sacrifice to seal Douglas in the demiplane for two days. When he just talked with Douglas, he made a recording and wanted to record the content that shakes Douglas' belief. Making it public made the magician's belief shake, but he didn't expect to be blocked by Ivan Vincent as soon as it came out.

"Ivan Vincent, why are you here?"

Ivan Vincent looked at the body of the nine-ring magician radiating dazzling holy light from his soul in front of him, shrugged his shoulders, rolled his eyes, and said speechlessly.

"Don't you know, you clergy are like wearing a big light bulb every day, which is extremely dazzling. No matter how bad my eyesight is, I can't not see it!"

Pope Benedict III frowned slightly. He didn't know where Ivan Vincent's words came from, but he also vaguely understood what Ivan Vincent meant. The clergy simply couldn't hide it in front of Ivan Vincent. identity.

"Ivan Vincent, Douglas has promised Franks to leave the Magic Council. Now I am just a projection. You can't hurt me, so what's the point of standing in front of me?"

Benedict III was deeply afraid of the young and handsome Ivan Vincent. In his heart, he even believed that Ivan Vincent was more dangerous than Douglas, and he could withstand the magic of God. The existence is obviously not a god, but it has the strength of a god, even more powerful than the average god. ,

"I know!"

"Then if you still don't get out of the way, why are the words of the Chairman of the Magic Council no longer effective?"

Obviously, Benedict III also wanted to provoke the relationship between Ivan Vincent and Douglas, and said this deliberately.

Ivan Vincent raised his eyebrows, a playful smile appeared on his lips, and looked at Benedict III inexplicably, making him confused.

"His Majesty the Pope, you may not understand the rules governing the operation of the power of the Supreme Council of the Magic Parliament!"

"What's the meaning?"

Benedict III had a vague premonition, and he was secretly on guard. He increased his vigilance. The holy light filled the projection. As long as there was any sign of trouble, he would explode and take action.

"I am now a member of the Supreme Council and a Grand Arcanist!"

"I have a veto power, so I have the right to disobey the Speaker's orders!"

"Your Excellency, the Speaker of the Parliament, is still too soft-hearted. I am very unhappy with you, so I just want to beat you. Besides, who said that killing your projection will not cause harm to your body!"

As soon as he finished speaking, Benedict III secretly said something bad, and the bright holy light burst out crazily in his body, trying to resist Ivan Vincent's attack.

Ivan Vincent appeared in front of Benedict III as quickly as light, his mouth moved up and down, the sword of truth unsheathed, and struck Franks' body.

"farewell!"

The corpse fell to the ground, and the projection of Benedict III was directly disillusioned. A crack in the void in the reality that did not exist, followed the cause and effect, crossed the Strait of Storms, and appeared in the Pope's study in the Great Hall of Light.

"Ivan Vincent!"

A roar resounded through the Holy City, dazzling holy light rose up, and the projection of the seven-story Heavenly Mountain enveloped the entire Great Hall of Light. An inaudible and suppressed hum was drowned in this extremely sacred scene. People notice.

Benedict III was sitting on a chair, his face extremely gloomy, his aura fluctuating, constantly changing between godlike and legendary peaks. His white hair had lost its luster and was extremely gray.

Ivan Vincent retracted the Sword of Truth, stepped into the real secret realm, came to Douglas, reached out and placed the recording magic item found in Franks in front of Douglas, and said dissatisfiedly.

"Your Excellency, Speaker of the Parliament, you are so imprudent that you didn't realize Benedict III's sinister intentions. He just deliberately tricked you. If your conversation is leaked by him, you will cut off the beginning and the end. I don't know how many The magician’s faith will collapse and his pursuit of arcane magic will be shaken!”

The conversation between Douglass and Benedict III came out of the small recording item with crystal clear clarity.

"Perhaps we should look for an explanation philosophically. Maybe there really is a first driving force and a source of creation. In that case, the gravity system and the celestial body movement system can be perfectly constructed."

"Sometimes, I can't help but think that there is probably a supreme being who really has the first driving force. Otherwise, the entire arcane system cannot be explained from the source, and it will seem like it has no foundation. The villa collapsed and was destroyed directly after a gust of wind blew by.”

Douglas showed a look of shame on his face and humbly accepted Ivan Vincent's criticism. He had indeed been emotional just now. Facing old friends of many years and inner confusion, he had not thought carefully and almost caused a catastrophe.

"What happened this time was my mistake. If you hadn't appeared, Ivan, it might have had a huge impact!"

"Benedict III is not a simple character. He is extremely intelligent. He actually knows how to use the latest magical item inventions of the Magic Council, using the Son's Spear and the Son's Shield!"

"He is very good at engaging in these struggles. He has absorbed the advanced practices of our Magic Council and wants to fight a propaganda war with us!"

Ivan Vincent reminded Douglas that Benedict III's behavior was different from that of the previous pope. He knew how to keep pace with the times, refer to the Magic Council's practices, and learn from the experience of fighting traps. He was a difficult opponent, and the Magic Council needed to improve. Be wary of him.

There was a hint of caution on Douglas's face, and he knew Benedict III, the new pope, a little better. He is a man with extremely deep skills and should not be underestimated.

"I understand. Although he has just ascended to the throne of the Pope and cannot use the divine descending technique, he still cannot relax!"

"I didn't expect that his counterattack would come so quickly. Before he could even completely calm down the turmoil caused by the failure of the Southern Church, he started plotting against the Magic Council!"

"This shows that Benedict III still understands clearly. He knows that the Magic Council is their number one enemy. He can clearly distinguish the priorities. It also indirectly shows that our Magic Council has put great pressure on Benedict III, making him unable to do so. Don’t be in a hurry to fight back!”

Ivan Vincent sat opposite Douglas, held his hands tightly, and destroyed the recorded magic items directly. He looked at Douglas with a smile on his face and said in a deep voice.

"Let's not talk about this anymore. I'm looking for you on business!"

There were faint ripples in Douglas's deep blue eyes, and he was a little curious about Ivan Vincent's purpose, so he asked.

"What exactly do you want to see me for this time?"

Ivan Vincent had a bright smile on his face, leaned forward slightly, approached Douglas, looked around, seemed to have a guilty conscience, and whispered in a low voice.

"I want to apply for an arcane research project. I lack funding and hope it can be approved. These things require the support of the Speaker of Parliament. I wonder if you can help me with the approval of this matter?"

After that, Ivan Vinson took out his application report and motioned to Douglas to take a look.

Douglas was still very curious about Ivan Vincent's arcane research project. He took it with a serious expression, opened the file, and looked down. After just two glances, the corner of his mouth twitched, and he couldn't help but look up at someone. Ivan Vincent, with an expectant face, looked at the text on the report and said.

"Arcane Research Institute, this is really a big research project! Well, the main direction of this research institute is to study the relationship between the periodic laws of elements and atoms, and to explore why atoms of different elements exhibit different behaviors in addition to the differences in atomic weight and volume. Various properties, as well as attempts to integrate elements with electromagnetic, light and dark magic at the atomic level. In general, in order to promote the development of elemental magic and the improvement of the arcane system, I have specifically applied to establish this research institute and hope that the committee will approve it!"

Douglas read out Ivan Vincent's application report word for word. Faced with this obviously unorthodox thing, he did not treat it with the rigor of arcane and magic research, and complained with a humorous smile on his face.

"Need a large and complete high-end laboratory? Need so many rare materials? Need a large amount of arcane point subsidies? Young people, this is not how you cheat on arcane research funds. This kind of high-sounding, large and empty application, magic It is definitely impossible for the Research Committee to approve it, and you are very ambitious, and you seem to plan to maintain the Arcane Research Institute for a long time?"

"Actually, if you just apply for a little support and have a specific research project, the Magic Research Committee might be able to approve it."

"But now, you are talking about a lot of vague things without a specific research project. This is obviously a fraud to obtain research funds. This is the first time I have seen this kind of thing!"

Hearing Douglas say this, Ivan Vincent suddenly became anxious, stood up suddenly, pulled his neck, his face turned red, as if he had been greatly insulted, and said very angrily.

"Your Excellency, Speaker of the Parliament, please don't talk nonsense. How can this be called cheating? There is no such thing as lying about arcane matters. As long as I can come up with research results later, you don't care what specific projects I study. What?"

"Besides, I have contributed to the Council and killed people. I even gave up the territory that my Vincent family has inherited for thousands of years. I had to take my father to Holm and suffered heavy losses. Shouldn't the Council compensate me? What’s wrong with me cheating on some research funds? Is that too much?”

When it came to what happened next, Ivan Vincent no longer felt guilty, he was full of energy, held his head high, and looked at ease.

This was the first time Douglas had seen such a thick-skinned person, defrauding research funds while still being reasonable and aggressive, as if he was a debt collector.

"Ivan, you have to put on a show. Even if I support the adoption of this arcane research project, other members of the committee will not agree. After all, this is a large amount of funding. We need to give everyone a good reason, otherwise we will Even if you want to pass, you must take other people’s opinions into account!”

Ivan Vincent had already prepared his words. In order to defraud research funds, he worked hard to speak righteously and in a serious manner.

"Your Excellency, Speaker of the Parliament, I feel that the current Magic Council has a certain degree of short-sightedness in the approval of arcane research projects. Arcane development is changing with each passing day, and many new fields have emerged. They are broad and vague, and it is difficult to propose specific research directions at the beginning. We can do it, but we can’t give up researching them, nor can we just rely on the private research of high-level arcanists. We need the council to provide resources to allow more arcanists to invest in these fields.”

"The format of the Arcane Research Institute is a useful attempt. After the discovery of the periodic laws of elements, I believe that more and more arcane masters have realized that there is still a long way to go in the research of atoms."

Ivan Vincent's words were righteous and awe-inspiring, as if they were entirely for the future development of the Magic Council. It seemed that as long as he did not approve his arcane research project, it would hinder the development of arcana.

“How do I feel like I’m sitting in the House of Lords and the Municipal Council?”

"Ivan, the research project of the Arcane Research Institute must at least be valuable. Even if I want to support you, at least you must show the qualifications worthy of support."

"This is a simple matter. I can just pull out a research paper I wrote in the past and use it as a research project!"

Ivan Vinson knows how to defraud research funds. He took out the research results, defrauded the funds as a project that has never been studied, and finally regarded it as the results of the research institute. The cause and effect are reversed, and the front and back are reversed. At first glance, he is a veteran.

Douglas was also stunned by this saucy operation, and looked at Ivan Vincent with strange eyes. Even Ivan Vincent's shamelessness was a little unbearable, and his face was slightly red, a little embarrassed.

"Ivan, you have done this a lot before, right? Was it in the Principality of Violet? Or in the Kingdom of Holm? How can you be so skilled?"

Ivan Vincent became angry, slapped the desk angrily, stared at Douglas angrily, expressed his strong protest, and yelled.

"Your Excellency, Speaker of the Parliament, you are slandering me. I have never defrauded funds. You are slandering me and causing serious damage to my reputation and spirit!"

Douglas rolled his eyes speechlessly. Even this old man with rich experience and accustomed to the ups and downs of the world felt dumbfounded and said to Ivan Vincent.

"Have you done it yourself? Don't you know yet?"