shut up!The palace refuses to flirt!

"Your Majesty! We found it!" Graham Rupert, one of the twelve white bishops of the Holy See, rushed into the Pope's bedroom with a secret message excitedly, "Your Majesty! We found it! This is from His Highness Mittel. secret report!"

"What a shame to be in a hurry!" Edward III scolded, and then asked with a cold face, "What did you find?"

"Godslayer, that godslayer." Only then did Graham realize his gaffe, he straightened his messy clothes, and said respectfully, "His Royal Highness Mittel caught the special feature in the prophecy during supervision." Magic fluctuations."

"What?!" Edward III was shocked and broke a teacup, "That heretic really exists?"

"Yes, Your Majesty, His Highness Mittel has confirmed the location, and that person is hiding in the Royal Academy of the Otes Empire!"

"Really." After the excitement, Edward III vaguely recalled the cryptic imperial omen he had received by chance, and the goddess didn't seem to care about it.

"Your Majesty! What are you waiting for!" Graham saw the vague hesitation on his face, and a bad premonition rose in his heart, and he said angrily: "That is a secret order passed down by the Holy See for thousands of years, let alone Any existence that shakes the belief in the goddess should disappear!"

Edward III narrowed his eyes, pinched his brows and fell silent.

Graham began to babble and persuade again, his words were furious, as if he wished he could go up and tear that blasphemer into pieces.

The old pope sighed insignificantly, looked past the excited bishop in white, and looked at the clear and sunny sky outside the window. After a while, he suddenly asked, "Grey, who are you loyal to?"

Graham was unable to utter a single word as if he was being strangled for a moment, and he hesitated for a while before asking, "Your Majesty... what do you mean by this? Naturally, this subordinate is loyal to Her Majesty the Goddess."

"Then you should know that the Holy See and the Pope will be in charge of the Holy See in the future." Hicks Edward looked sharply at the white-clothed bishop who bowed his head, "And Mittel is far away from this position. "

Generally speaking, the Pope is in charge of foreign affairs in the Holy See of Light, while the saint is the incarnation of God. If necessary, she can even use her body to accept the arrival of God. These two are in charge of practical affairs, and the other is in charge of faith. They complement each other and restrain each other, because The real existence of the goddess is therefore an essential role.However, the status of the Holy Son is a bit embarrassing. Theoretically speaking, he will inherit the position of pope in the future, but in terms of the procedure, the pope is promoted from ordinary bishop to archbishop, white bishop, cardinal and even the pope who can become vice pope. , and finally succeed to the pope.Because of this, the Holy Son was in an unembarrassing position, and was ultimately directly ordered by the Pope.

That is to say, the position of the saint is equal to that of the pope, and the son is half a class lower than them and higher than others. wield the powers of the tribunal.

"The subordinates know, but this..."

"Then you go." Edward III waved his hand, "Take the judges of the tribunal."

"Yes." Graham's eyes lit up, he bowed respectfully, and then stepped back.

Edward pinched the center of his brows again, and sighed long, trying to ignore the sudden uneasiness in his heart.The gentle pope looked at the debris and stains on the ground for a while, then shook his head and called the maid to clean them up.

At this time, Yi Mo had just broken through.

At this time, a cardinal from the Dark Vatican was ordered to come to the Otes Empire.

At this time, Orthea was drinking tea with Buster and Aphra unconsciously.

"I didn't expect that the orcs also had the black tea of ​​the Art Dynasty." Orthea gently blew on the heat rising from the teacup, but she just smelled it, but didn't taste it yet.

"It's a pity that I didn't entertain you with the special products of the elves." Aphra smiled. She sat upright opposite Orthea, with some probing and curiosity in her eyes, "I'm very curious. Your Excellency came here for What."

"It's been a long time since I came out." Orthea chuckled, and looked at the teacup in her hand with her eyes slightly closed. "I just want to come out and have a look."

This sentence is said very lightly, as if the wind can blow away.

Aphra was silent for a few seconds, then smiled and said, "Do I need to guide you?"

"No, I think I'll leave in a few days, not to mention how can I bother Lord Druid." Orthea turned the teacup and put it down, implying that you can get out of the way.

Aphra raised her eyebrows, and she no longer kept her secret, she sat upright and said, "What's your relationship with my god?"

"Didn't your people tell you?" Orthea looked a little strange, "The apostle of the God of Light, my name is Heather."

"As far as I know, there have been no apostles coming to the top of the stars in the past three years, not to mention how the people of the Holy See will let you wander outside and ignore it." Aphra's expression became colder.

"As you can see, I am an elf, Lord Druid." Althea chuckled, "What's more, who told you that the apostles of God can only come to a fixed location?"

"Impossible, you have not been baptized."

"Ah, that doesn't seem to be the point." Orthea interrupted her. "Actually, Mr. Druid, I heard that His Royal Highness Barnett has prepared a gift for me? Huh?"

Aphra was in a daze until she came out. The young Druid looked up at the sun, then pressed her gauze cap, and said in a flat tone: "Enter the palace, and invite your majesty to the temple."

"Yes."

God, it's changing so fast.

Orthea stayed in Buster for a few more days, wandering around as she said, with a delicate face that shook the hearts of the entire Buster orcs.

By the time she left, this ancient city had quietly begun to spread the legend of this extremely beautiful elf. In fact, if the Druids hadn't strictly prohibited the Beast Emperor from disturbing her, the energetic His Majesty Lawrence would have already Came out to hunt for beauty.

The biggest goal of this trip has also been achieved. Ortheya calculated the time and found that it was still early for her and Xiao Yimo's appointment time, so she was not in a hurry to go back, and slowly found a carriage and followed her feeling. , traveled across most of the territory of the Ham Empire, pulled out some hidden dangers and set off towards the seaside. By the time she got there, basically more than a year had passed.

She was oblivious to what happened in the Terran Continent.

The young elf floated on the sea for more than two months and came to a coast far away from Sylvia. The elf in a white robe stepped ashore and executed a light arrow that rushed to the beach to wreak havoc.

"Master...Master Magician." Some fishermen were fishing nearby. Originally, they were going to despair when they encountered this killer in the sea, but they unexpectedly encountered a magician who fell from the sky!

The fishermen hurriedly knelt down on the wet coast to show their sincerity, and kowtowed to express their gratitude, "Thank you! Thank you! You are truly a great magician."

"You're welcome." The gentle light supported the fishermen, and Orthea lowered her head and smiled, "Where is this place? Can I stay overnight?"

"When...Of course." The young man looked up flattered, and there was a spotless silver-haired woman not far in front of him, and so on!He actually saw that the adult's ears were pointed!

Orthea glanced at them casually, and nodded slightly to lead the way.

Several people hurriedly got up and packed up some things that had been scattered before. After repacking, they carried them on their backs and walked forward to lead the way for this adult who seemed to be an elf.

This is a small fishing village near the sea of ​​the Teis Empire. The location is a bit awkward. The population in the village is not too large, and most of them survive by fishing.They have lived here for generations, and unless they are children who are found to be talented in magic or fighting spirit, generally speaking, most of them will not have much chance to leave here in their lifetime. Naturally, no elves have been seen in this somewhat isolated fishing village, but They have also heard some distant rumors - for example, the elves are very valuable, even more valuable than the mermaids of the sea tribe.

Of course, the villagers in this small fishing village with little information are quite simple, and in addition, Orthea has saved their lives, and there is no such thing as a guy who wants to make money, but the bigger possibility should be that there is no such thing Power is the right thing to do.

After all, there are quite a few rumors of powerful mages killing people wantonly.

After happily eating fish for a day, Orthea embarked on the journey happily. Well, if we unload from the Teis Empire and cross several human empires, and then cross the Rocky Mountains to reach the Demon Realm, the time should be just right. .

Her Majesty, who was calculating the approximate time in her heart, didn't notice her desire to see that little guy goodbye now, and was just thinking about it casually, not knowing how far she had grown now.

Unfortunately, two days after Orseya left this small fishing village, another group of people came to the village, a group of guys who would do anything for money.

What's more unfortunate is that I heard that Sylvia's three-year large-scale underground auction is about to start, and I heard that the finale item will be - a beautiful mermaid.

"My lord." The black-robed man's hoarse voice sounded in the dark room. He bowed his head respectfully and knelt on the ground motionless. The person in front of him seemed to be a woman from the figure.

"What's the matter?" A cold voice came from the front. It sounded like it belonged to a young woman. The tall woman stood by the window overlooking the long street. There were lively crowds flowing on the street. The sun outside the window was just right, but it couldn't shine. Brighten this dark room with only a slit in the heavy curtains.

"Sylvia's underground auction is about to start. Your Majesty said that he hopes you can get the Mermaid Tears that appear on it." The black-robed man lowered his head and repeated this sentence mechanically, without daring to lift his head.

There was a deathly silence in the room, and it took him a long time to hear a cold response.

The woman flipped the curtain, and the afternoon sun managed to sneak in a little bit and climbed onto her face. She turned her head slightly, and it was the expressionless Yi Mo.

Also... Yi Mo with black hair and black eyes.

"Go away." Yi Mo raised his chin coldly, "Tell that old guy, this hall knows."

"Yes." The man in black kowtowed before he dared to get up, and stepped back carefully without making a sound. In the end, there was only a slight sound when the door closed.

Yi Mo glanced at the drawn curtains, turned around, walked to the chair and sat down, closing her dark eyes in the darkness.

"Mermaid's tears." The girl who was almost reborn from two years ago repeated it in a low voice, and then let out a sneer of unknown meaning, "Mermaid's tears, heh."

Doesn't wanting this thing mean asking her to take pictures of the mermaid?What a pervert.

Immediately, she thought of another race that was as famous as the beauty of the mermaid race, and thought of the gentle and cunning woman who smiled, and fierceness and violence suddenly appeared in her eyes.

"Orthea." She said in a low voice, gritting her teeth, the name that once made her feel warm, and then smiled coolly.

The author has something to say: This chapter contains a little more information... I don’t know if I wrote it clearly _(:з」∠)_

In other words, I originally planned to be around 40 yuan, but now it’s more than 30 yuan, but I didn’t expect that my writing would get longer and longer and I would almost lose control_(:з」∠)_

Okay, don't worry, I won't end it unfinished, and explain it as clearly as possible.

And... as above, someone has been blackened.