Quadruple split

Game time AM11:58

City of Light, in the center of the inner city, on the top floor of the Holy Union Cathedral, the Nine Gods Corridor

“It’s really unexpected~”

The Just Pope St. Tychus Folsom smacked his lips, leaned against the railing in front of the portrait of his god with his arms folded, and sighed: "His Majesty Ambrosia is actually willing to send that boy to the city of Doumbouya. Go, tsk tsk, don’t you two have some grudge behind your back?”

Although he was obviously joking, this old man who was just over two meters tall, with white hair and beard, a burly figure, and a scar on his face looked quite serious. People who didn't know him well would never think that this man looked upright. , the majestic old man who is not angry and proud is basically...

"Bullshit."

Pope Wealth Rivigaz, who knew the character of Tychus very well, held up a gold coin, bowed to the holy portrait of the goddess of wealth, Vana, not far away, and said casually: "Your Majesty Ambros, isn't it?" That kind of person, since he insists on letting the Black Van priest go to Doumbouya City, it means that he has absolute confidence in the latter, and he will find it strange, just because we don't know the source of that confidence."

Just Pope Tychus scratched the back of his neck with interest, and sighed: "But it's really boring. Several of our popes gathered together, and the topic was just to discuss the distribution of a small priest of Dawn. Our Holy Church United When did you sink to this level?"

"You are the only one who can say such things."

Perhaps because of their similar age, Pope Wealth, who had been familiar with him since the time of the officiant, was not polite to the Pope of Justice at all. Then he turned his attention to the rich female pope who had been leaning next to her and seemed to be dozing off: "Ah What do you think, Your Majesty Lexta?"

"I don't think there's anything inappropriate."

The half-dragon female pope with red hair, a tall figure, and a rich dragon scale in the middle of her eyebrows opened her eyes and said slowly in her gentle and soft voice: "This kind of thing can make us popes come together." Chatting together means at least that the days when the Holy Church was faced with new threats almost every day, when the Holy Church was in turmoil and could be destroyed at any time, are over, so the popes lowered their topics to this level."

"The almanacs you are talking about are from many years ago."

St. Tykes laughed dryly, stroking his white beard and shaking his head: "What a pity. If I had been born in that prosperous era..."

St. Riviera Gaz glanced at him: "What if you were born in that turbulent era?"

"I will definitely resign as pope as soon as possible!"

Saint Tykes answered without hesitation (and without the slightest bit of shame), stuck out his head and looked down at the City of Light outside the Nine Gods Corridor, and said seriously: "It was not like now. I heard that at that time The pope is a high-risk profession, especially in the decades when thieves from the God-Destroying Society were rampant. If there were no three or two popes for a year and a half, four or five heretical chief judges would be embarrassed to say hello to others. .”

Saint Riviera sneered twice: "I am a person who only looks at the present, and I am not very interested in studying those old almanacs. But even if what you said is true, I think the people of the Just Sect back then would definitely be embarrassed to talk to others. greet."

"Are you praising us for our good mentality? We are open-minded, optimistic and positive?"

"I'm telling you that you are shameless. There is no way you can be embarrassed."

"Rivigaz, you are prejudiced and have a very worldly outlook!"

St. Tykes opened his eyes wide, blushed and shouted angrily: "It's just the other people who don't understand our noble sentiments. You are the Pope of the Wealth Sect! You are the one who can cut through the fog and see the reality under the surface. ah!"

St. Riviera Gaz didn't even look at the other party, but said lightly: "I can see clearly that the so-called reality is that a certain person who is named Holy Noble and Pope said half a minute ago, 'What if? In that turbulent era, I must have resigned as pope as soon as possible' because of the 'high-risk profession'."

"Speaking of which, have you gained anything this time?"

St. Tykes skipped the topic as if he had lost his memory. He squatted down and turned to look at St. Riviera Gaz in a serious manner: "You will definitely not come in vain if you pay hundreds of thousands of gold coins per second." ? Do you smell any good way to make a fortune? If you have money, let’s make it together.”

"smell……"

The latter twitched the corner of his mouth, bowed to the Fertile Queen, and then turned around and left without hesitation, as if being in the same environment with someone again would be an insult to him.

"Tsk, tsk, you're still a businessman, you can't afford to make such a joke."

St. Tykes shrugged, then bowed to the sleeping Fertile Pope, and said with a happy smile: "Then, I will go back first, Your Majesty Alexsta."

"Wait a moment, Your Majesty Tychus."

The half-dragon female pope suddenly spoke out to stop the other party, and after a brief silence, she whispered: "In a few days, I also plan to call everyone to discuss some things, and you must come."

"Haha, easy to talk about."

The Just Pope nodded in agreement without hesitation and said with a smile: "You can actually inform me on the same day. Anyway, we have always been quite free."

"In addition, please also call the four Your Majesty who are not here today."

St. Alexsta's face was solemn, and her face that was still soft and beautiful even though it had been left with some traces of time was filled with seriousness: "Although I know that the outcome of the discussion may not be certain, this time... it's a matter of great importance."

Saint Tykes frowned and repeated: "Is it important?"

Saint Alexita nodded slightly.

"What's up?"

The just Pope's face became serious, and he asked in a deep voice: "Can you tell me now?"

"In a nutshell..."

The Fertile Female Pope nodded, raised her eyes and looked into Tychus's eyes and said softly: "It's about the 'outsiders'."

The latter frowned slightly and asked in confusion: "'Outsiders'?"

"That's just a way of saying it. I believe you should have observed the existence of that type of people."

St. Alexsta shook his head and said calmly: "I can list several characteristics that are exclusive to 'outsiders'. For example, they can enter the church without being sincere. For example, they often disappear out of thin air. The world, and appeared quietly soon after, for example, their strength increased rapidly, for example, they all have expensive space storage equipment, for example, they have some kind of communication method with each other that is difficult for us to understand, such as... "

"That's enough, Your Majesty Alexstad, that's enough."

Saint Tykes raised his hand to interrupt the other party's narration, nodded and said: "You are right, we have also observed people who meet these conditions. Although the names are different, I believe you are talking about those people who grew up in the university. People have been appearing one after another half a year ago, yes, of course the Justice Sect has noticed them."

Saint Alexsta smiled and said softly: "I think it's not just us, everyone else should have discovered it. Although everyone has adopted a laissez-faire observation approach, it's time to put this issue on the back burner. We had a little chat on the table, at least... we, the Holy Religion Union, need to come up with a unified opinion."

"really……"

Saint Tykes nodded and asked, "Is it because of the upcoming meeting in Academy City?"

"Yes, I think that's going to be an issue that everyone should take seriously."

St. Alexsta's voice was calm and indifferent: "And we must at least come to a relatively unified conclusion so as not to lose dignity in front of others, so I plan to convene everyone to discuss it before the meeting. Let’s at least let Master Tom, Holy Son Day Black, and Saint Fairy Graham, who represent our Holy Religion Union, know this.”

St. Tykes raised his eyebrows and said with a smile: "You seem to have forgotten the other two people who are also going to Academy City. Although their qualifications are indeed relatively junior, they cannot be ignored directly."

"If you are talking about the Black Vatican Priest and the Holy Maiden of Morning Forgotten Words..."

Saint Alexita narrowed his eyes slightly and shook his head with a complicated expression: "My opinion is that it is best not to let them know about this."

Saint Tykes was stunned for a moment, and then asked with some surprise: "How are you sure that you have received the oracle?"

"I am not 'sure', nor have I received any oracles regarding 'outsiders'."

Saint Alexita shook his head and said softly: "I was just reminded a little by a trustworthy person..."

"Haha, well, it seems that this is not a question suitable for further investigation."

The just Pope immediately casually brought up the topic that the female pope in front of him obviously didn't want to talk about anymore, and said with a smile: "I know, I will inform those guys later, the place is still here?"

"Well, it's fine in the [Great Prayer Room], then I'll trouble you."

Saint Alexita bowed gracefully to Tychus, then floated away.

"Tsk tsk...it's an issue that we still have to discuss even though we know it won't yield any results..."

After being alone in silence for a while, this seemingly healthy old man from the Justice Sect scratched the back of his neck helplessly, shook his head and said, "I always thought it would be a particularly troublesome thing."

After saying that, the Crown Prince also shook his arms and left.

But at the moment when the strong body disappeared at the end of the corridor, the nine exquisite portraits around him shimmered at the same time, and fell silent again in just a few seconds.

…

Game time AM12:17

City of Light, Inner City, Atrium of the Chapel of the Dawn, Garden

"Well, it's quite quiet here today."

Mo Tan sat on the stone chair a little awkwardly. As if he was looking for something to say, he smiled at the girl sitting opposite him who had been silent since a few minutes ago. He touched the tip of his nose guiltily: "I remember this. The place is quite popular.”

Considering that Xia Lian coaxed Yi Zuo to the door of the Battle Sisters to recover Gelbin about ten minutes ago, and also knocked out the incomprehensible Paladin Taylor and dragged him away, this small garden is definitely not an inaccessible one. Unexpectedly, no one has set foot in it until now, only this young man and woman who have their own concerns.

"If I guessed correctly, Sister Xia Lian must have secretly issued a grounding order."

After a long ideological struggle, he finally decided to temporarily pretend not to listen to the previous conversation between Qian Mo Tan and Blake. Yu Chen smiled sweetly, and looked away with a blush on his face: "Maybe he wanted to give it to the two of us. Create... well, opportunities to be alone..."

I have an extremely introverted and shy personality, and I may actually have a certain affection for the guy in front of me who seems to be able to see through it at a glance, but also seems to be unable to see through it no matter how I look at it. Yuchen, who originally wanted to open the topic in a generous manner, was halfway through speaking. Then the volume dropped, turning the second half of the sentence into her signature mosquito sound.

"Ahem, after all, we are a couple now, it's reasonable, it's reasonable~"

Although his mood was so complicated that he almost had a brain hemorrhage, Mo Tan still calmed down and accepted it calmly, alleviating the girl's visible embarrassment and shyness.

"Yes, we are a couple~"

Yu Chen gently patted her over-developed front armor, made a cute face at Mo Tan that was enough to make her heart skip a beat, and then slightly raised the corners of his mouth: "In that case, then according to our Personality, should I ‘torture’ Pastor Hei Fan a little now, who has been away from me for more than three months and has always been accompanied by beautiful women?”

When the word 'torture' was mentioned, the girl tried her best to put on an expression similar to that of Wu Zetian, Empress Lu or Queen Isabella. The result was that not only was there no murderous look or majesty, but it even made Mo Tan feel a bit...good. It's quite cute.

However, the latter, who understood the spirit, still made an obedient gesture and shook his head like a rattle: "Where did the beauty come from? Are you talking about the long-haired version of Wanyang? Although Sumir There are indeed some rumors about us circulating over there, but they are absolutely unwarranted! They are fabrications! Made up by imagination! Fabricated!"

Although he knew very well what he should not do, even though he knew that the wisest decision now was to distance himself as far as possible and draw a clear line with the girl in front of him who was destined to be parallel to him rather than walking with him, but the real Yuchen When Mo Tan appeared in front of him, Mo Tan, who had secretly strengthened his confidence and wanted to alienate the other party countless times, still deceived himself again, using the "personality" he just casually mentioned to escape reality.

Doing something you know you can't do is foolish.

He knew that he was doing something stupid and that he was destined to regret it in the near future, but he still couldn't control himself.

Because he has never been a saint, because at this moment, he really likes her deeply at this moment.

The next moment...

"puff!"

Yu Chen couldn't help but laugh out loud and lightly kicked Mo Tan's ankle: "Who asked you this? I'm talking about Yi Zuo and Feiyali."

"They are all good people who don't think anything wrong about me."

"Oh? Let's not talk about Yi Zuo. Why do I feel that Your Highness Fiyali seems to have such a little bit of ambition towards you?"

"Then I will tell her face to face next time that she is a good person!"

"Hey, I really thought I was a sweet steamed bun. How could so many fools be happy...well..."

"ah?"

"Beat you!"

"ah!!"

Chapter 939: End