The villain counterattacks Bailian [Quick Transmigration]

"no problem."

Su Ren took over the starter, grabbed the hanging rope, and entered the cockpit nimbly like an ape.

The lecturers were stunned.

They looked at all this in disbelief, and reminded: "Master Bishop, even a top talent, it is impossible without systematic training... let alone him..."

It takes at least ten years to cultivate a paladin, but they must retire after the age of 30. Therefore, the primary selection is generally carried out among children aged five to seven, and those over the age of 15—no matter how talented they are, they will not be considered.

What's more, Su Ren is at least 20 years old!

People of this age, even if they are geniuses, they can--

Just when everyone was lamenting that Su Ren's talent was wasted, there was a sudden rough whistling of the turbo from behind.

Boom boom boom...

People turn around.

Under the control of Su Ren, the first-generation holy angel armor, which had been retired for at least a hundred years, slowly stood up and took steps!

"Am I dreaming?"

Someone rubbed their eyes vigorously.

Some people breathed on their sleeves and said, "No smell of alcohol? I'm not drunk?!"

Some even looked at the lumbering first-generation holy angel and said to themselves, "This must be a miracle! It's a divine gift!"

"Blessed?"

Caesar smiled mockingly.

He said to Su Ren who was manipulating the first-generation holy angel: "I count to three, if you come out, I will consider giving you the seventh-generation holy angel mech 'Wrath of the Gods' that is still under test , now start counting—"

"One" has not been spit out yet, the cockpit has been raised, Su Ren poked his head out excitedly, and said to Caesar on the ground: "Can I really drive 'Wrath of the Gods'?"

"Why do you always suspect that I'm lying to you?" Caesar asked back, stretching out his hands.

Su Ren jumped into his arms steadily.

The lecturers encountered too many unexpected things in a short period of time, and they were so stimulated that they had nothing to say. They even began to feel that Su Ren jumped out of the ten-meter-high cockpit and jumped into the arms of the cold-blooded bishop lightly like snowflakes. Medium is normal.

……

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After leaving St. Turin Academy, Caesar took Su Ren back to the Pope's Palace.

After getting into the carriage, Su Ren asked Caesar unbearably curiously: "When can I see your sister?"

You know, Caesar Borgia’s sister, Lucrezia Borgia, is as famous as Salome and Pandora in Western culture. She is a dangerous woman who is beautiful, cruel, greedy and treacherous. She is equivalent to China’s Daji Baosi .Although anyone familiar with history knows that Lucrezia Borgia is just a political chip at the disposal of her father and brother, beautiful and elegant, pale and weak.

however--

After hearing Su Ren's request, Caesar showed a surprised expression: "Why didn't I know that I have a younger sister?"

"You don't have a sister?"

Su Ren was stunned.

Caesar nodded seriously, and said, "The Pope's new favorite is indeed pregnant recently, and may give birth to a daughter, but so far, I don't have a younger sister."

"But……"

Su Ren felt very strange.

Even if it is Emerald from the overhead parallel world, Lucrezia Borgia, as the most important woman in Caesar Borgia's life, will never be dropped by the butterfly!

Feeling Su Ren's surprise, the man rubbed his temples and said, "I don't have a younger sister, but Paladin Caesar Borgia has a half-sister named Lucrezia Borgia."

"where is she?"

"She died, at the age of fifteen, from a flu. If you want to see her, I can have the carriage take us to the Borgia family cemetery."

"No, no need."

Su Ren spoke in a panic.

From the first day he came to this world, he never encountered a single thing that fit the setting!

First, when he travels directly to the end of the story, he is completely disabled and has no room for flopping; after finally crossing the wasteland and meeting the demon duke in the overhead world, he is a emerald who seriously deviates from history!

The holy angel mecha powered by steam and the Philosopher's Stone walks on the ground, the cardinal's bedroom is carved with spiritual gathering arrays for cultivating immortals, there are two Caesar Borgias at the same time, and even——

Not even Lucrezia Borgia!

In such a fragmented world, no one would think it strange even if an all-out war broke out between the Mecha World and the Immortal Cultivation World tomorrow.

Su Ren thought to himself, and said to Caesar: "When are you going to tell me the reason why there are two Caesar Borgias in the Borgia family at the same time?"

"You want to know the reason now?"

Caesar looked at Su Ren, his cold pupils shone with inorganic light.

Su Ren felt his heart tremble, and said, "You have to pay a price to get the answer?"

"Is there anything in the world that you can get without paying a price?" Caesar asked back in a low voice.

His voice was soft and elegant with a bit of hoarseness, as if a goose feather was touching the soles of his feet.

Su Ren's heart beat faster again, and he said, "What price do you want me to pay for this answer?"

"You are my slave, even your life is mine, can you pay me something?"

While ridiculed, Caesar stretched out his hand, lifted Su Ren's chin, and said, "Whenever I have to pray to God, I always want to know what it's like to do dirty things on the throne of God... After I met you, I I want to taste this taste even more..."

Caesar's words made Su Ren's bones shudder inexplicably, and he asked in a low voice, "You...you...what do you want to do?"

"Didn't you already know?"

The man laughed arrogantly, and suddenly rang the bell to stop the carriage.

The attendant opened the car door for them, and outside the car door was a simple and solemn country church.

"I'm not forcing you."

Saying so, the man dragged his heavy robes out of the carriage and into the chapel.

Su Ren didn't understand why he said that suddenly, but because of the many mysteries about the man, he grabbed the monk's robe and chased him in without thinking.

After entering the church, Su Ren found that Caesar was missing.

Not in front of the altar, not next to the wooden door, and a piece of crimson robe was sandwiched between the door frame of the confessional.

What does it mean!

Su Ren cursed, opened the other door of the confession room, and sat in.

On the side of Huage, there was indeed a man's confession: "Father, I am guilty. I have worked hard for a long time and still cannot become a qualified bishop, let alone become the Pope. I long for war, I hope to be equal to God, and I want to be a blasphemy matter."

"Then you..."

Su Ren was about to pretend to be a priest to give psychological counseling to the bishop, when the man across from Hua Ge suddenly raised his head and said, "You allow me to do blasphemous things to you?"

"you you……"

There was a roar in Su Ren's head.

He knew that this man who had no faith but put on a cardinal's robe had dirty ideas, but he didn't expect that this guy turned out to be a character of doing what he said.

Fortunately, Su Ren is not a believer, otherwise——

"Let's go."

The door of the confessional was opened from the outside, and Caesar pulled Su Ren out of it as a matter of course, saying, "This is the private church of the Borgia family, no outsiders will come in."

"Then you can't either..."

Su Ren's scalp tingled for a while.

He doesn't have faith, but that doesn't mean he's willing to do that kind of thing with a cardinal under the cross!

"For ordinary people, I can't, but for you, I can."

Caesar strongly reminded: "Don't forget, you are my slave!"

"..."

Su Ren felt more and more headache.

……

……

The church was a holy place, but it was turned into a place of fun by a twisted hobby of a certain animal.

Su Ren, who had to cooperate with his bad taste, sat on the altar covered with linen.

While pouring the wine, Caesar suddenly asked, "Are you sure you can drink?"

The alcohol content of wine in this era is only ten to thirteen degrees. If you can't even handle such a low alcohol content, Jiuyuan's alcohol capacity is really too good!

Su Ren stared speechlessly, then took the new wine.

When the cup was handed over, the ruby ​​ring rubbed against the palm of the hand, causing a slight numbness, cold and sensitive.

Su Ren said tremblingly, "Why is the ruby ​​on your ring cut so sharply?"

"In Emerald, this ring is a symbol of power."

"I know, but it's too..."

Su Ren wanted to complain a few more words, but Caesar withdrew his hand and brushed the tip of his tongue across the place where the ruby ​​scratched him: "Have a drink?"

"it is good."

Su Ren raised his glass and drank the sour wine.

Jiu Yuan is a strict monk. He has never touched alcohol since he was a child. His body has no resistance to alcohol. After just one drink, his body becomes drunk.

Su Ren looked up at the exquisite glass mosaic behind the cross, and said in a daze, "...I feel...a little drunk...I...I..."

Before he finished speaking, his voice was blocked.

Caesar lowered his head, his silver hair let loose, cutting his vision, and the red robe's neckline revealed a shirt made of silk brought from the East.

In the haze, Su Ren saw Xiao Lin again.

Most of the big stallion has now become the emperor of heaven, has a boundless harem, and enjoys ten thousand years of life... I don’t know if he will remember that there was once a person when he was flirting with his harem...

"Don't think about it."

Caesareng raised his voice unexpectedly, pointing to the red marks left by the wine on the tablecloth, and said, "Does it look like blood?"

"...you really..."

Su Ren was speechless.

But Caesar likes it, so he can only cooperate. Who made him the man he chose?

Kneeling also has to suffer...

……

When it was over, it was almost evening, and Su Ren lay exhausted on the altar. After panting, he said to the man who was also resting by the altar in only a linen shirt: "You don't like God at all, why do you still like God?" Be a servant of God?"

"Because what I wanted the most was taken by Juan."

Caesar poured a glass of wine and said while drinking: "I thought about killing him and then inheriting his position openly. But if I do this, I may lose the Pope's support. Before I am fully prepared, I will Can't act rashly."

"what do you mean……"

Su Ren felt the sharpness from touching his face.

"He" is a character who is unwilling to be inferior to others, and now he has become one with the most famous conspirator in history, Caesar Borgia, and the burst of energy must be——

Caesar put down the remaining gold cup and said to Su Ren: "I will find a chance to kill Juan. If the Pope does not support me to become a Duke after Juan's death, I will support the new Pope."

"Who do you plan to support as the new Pope?" Su Ren asked, thinking to himself, I don't mind being your puppet, but——I heard that the Pope will hold many lengthy and perverted ceremonies before the coronation ceremony, and recite NNNN long scriptures, After the ceremony, I stood on a custom-made carriage to participate in the tens of hours of super-long celebrations, and I had to chat with countless kings and queens who came to watch the ceremony... I just vomit when I think about it...

Caesar did not answer the question.

He looked up, looked at Su Ren half-drunk and half-awake, and said, "It's getting late, we should go back."

"it is good."

Su Ren also wanted to go back immediately, back to the room engraved with the magic circles of cultivating immortals, to nourish his body that was particularly prone to fatigue after losing the golden elixir.

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……

In the blink of an eye, Su Ren had already stayed in Fei Leng Cui for more than a month.

He followed Caesar to church to pray and attend various social events during the day, and unlocked new poses with Caesar in the room at night.

The Jiuyuan Jindan has been lost, and his energy is not as good as that of ordinary people, but Caesar's room is full of magic circles for cultivating immortals, and Caesar himself seems to have learned the method of double cultivation. The severed meridians and the shattered fairy bones also vaguely reveal the taste of continuation.

If it wasn't for the system's categorical statement that the skills of the world of high martial arts and the world of cultivating immortals cannot be used in common, Su Ren even suspected that Caesar was Xiao Lin who forcibly passed through from the Douqi Continent.

This day, after another exhausting but fruitful activity, Su Ren lay on the bed and asked Caesar, "Who came up with these things in your room?"

"Want to know the answer?"

Caesar looked sideways at him.

Su Ren was embarrassed by his look, and said, "Don't look at me like that, you will..."

"Where do you have that I haven't seen?"

The man said shamelessly, attaching it.

"...don't...don't do this...I'm not you..."

"I know that orientals are reserved and don't like to make out in crowded places," Caesar said enthusiastically, "There are no outsiders here, and it's on the bed..."

"Who said there are no outsiders!"

Su Ren was very angry.

He and Caesar were indeed the only two people in the bedroom, and three layers of crimson velvet curtains were hung on the big bed, which was tightly isolated from the outside world.

But outside the door, there are at least three servants on standby!

Just ring the bell and you will enter the house!

"Aren't the people outside human beings!"

"They won't come in if I don't ring the bell."

Caesar said enthusiastically: "Let's get down to business, there is a social event tonight, and I want you to accompany me to attend."

"There are still social activities at this late hour? Are all your emerald nobles night owls?"

Su Ren was surprised.

It's twelve o'clock at midnight.

Caesar smiled and said, "In Fei Leng Cui, there are indeed some social activities that cannot be held until midnight."

Hearing this, Su Ren's back turned cold, and he thought of one of the most terrifying rumors related to Caesar!

He looked at Caesar: "What are you going to do? Kill people! Or..."

Caesar didn't answer.

He sat up on his back, put on gorgeous clothes that did not fit the status of a cardinal, and threw a woman's skirt on Su Ren, saying: "Put it on, and I will take you to see the darkest and most indulgent woman in Fei Leng Cui." one side."

"You want me to dress up as a woman?"

Su Ren was a little annoyed, although women's clothing in the Emerald Era had a high neckline and a belt tied below the chest, it was easy to dress a delicate boy into a lovely girl.

"Why, can't you accept it?"

Caesar took out the exquisite hair net made of pure white pearls and dark red silk from the dressing table, and said to Su Ren: "It can make your black hair look more beautiful."

At this time, Su Ren noticed that the embroidery on the skirt was almost all roses, and asked Caesar: "Are these clothes and jewelry belonged to your mother, Mrs. Rose?"

"Would I store the clothes of a second woman besides my mother in my room?"

Caesar asked narrowly, grabbed Su Ren's feet, put silk socks on him, and fixed them with ribbons.

Women in the Emerald Era didn't wear underwear in the sense of later generations, and they had just fooled around on the bed, and when Caesar helped them put on socks, Su Ren was so ashamed that he wanted to bury himself alive with sheets.

"Why are you always so shameless!"

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By the way, most of the mass ceremonies of Christianity, especially early Christianity, are actually related to Roman religion. If you are interested, you can talk to me, although most of the ceremonies are related to XX worship... My personal hobby is to watch the source of mythology and Essay on Religious Development Evolution...