Liang Zhen sat down in the room. It was an ordinary lounge with chairs, sofas, and a bookcase and coffee table. There were also some books on the bookcase. He didn't have anything to do, and he didn't know how long he would be locked up. He just took one at random.
Started reading.
During this period, someone came to bring him water and food, and it wasn't until darkness fell that someone asked him to leave the lounge.
Arriving at the study room where he came in the morning, Reuel sank into the sofa without any image as usual, as if he wished he could merge with the sofa. Fantrandi personally made him a cup of coffee and put it on the sofa.
In front of him...
"You can have coffee in the evening! How about our Inquisition? You must know that our place is a place that eats people without spitting out bones, both from the outside world and the internal staff. You don't know! Flan was actually in your room just now
next door."
"Thank you!" He took a sip, "The coffee is good! Thank you for the hospitality. It turns out that the rumors are not credible and not that cruel. They are very kind to people like us who make mistakes but are willing to cooperate."
"Then what I want to say is that Fulen refuses to cooperate?"
"So he's resting and I'm here to answer your questions."
"Ruell, I told you, not everyone is as stupid as that Flan. Archbishop Clayman climbed from a trainee priest to this step step by step, although there was a bit of luck in the process.
He must be a smart man to be able to remain in this position forever, and to be appointed as the Archbishop, Counselor to the Holy See and concurrently Deputy Minister of Education at this critical moment.”
Seeing that Clayman was a little confused, Fanteranti explained smoothly: "This is an appointment issued by the Pope's Office when you come here to report the situation, which means that I have no right to touch you now."
Liang Zhen was dumbfounded in his heart. Although he didn't know how crazy the heretic referee could be, he didn't believe that Fan Tranti really didn't dare to touch him. His position was only to facilitate his selection work for heaven training, but he had no real power. The two of them had no real power.
Although they are both archbishops, their status is very different. In Kleiman's memory before, he would always take a detour when he saw this person.
"Sir, there is no need for you to ridicule me. You were also in the meeting at that time. You know better than me how I came to this position. Since I have been targeted by you, everything about me must have been found out. If you have any questions, you can just ask me directly.
Ask, I will answer seriously. I think you have received my sincerity before."
Ruell stood up in a flash, came to Clayman, stared at him and asked: "Very good! Then I have a question for you, why did you come to us? Don't talk about those things that we
Do you believe it yourself after focusing on the perfunctory nonsense about self-purification in the past?"
Kleiman, who had always behaved calmly, no longer pretended, with a hint of ferocity on his face as he looked at Fantranti.
"You are the archbishop, and I am also the archbishop, but you can make those twelve red robes stay away, and the people in the Pope's Chamber are respectful to you. After your thorough investigation this time, guys like Fulen who are trying to take advantage of others have come in.
His masters must have also been targeted by you. I don’t know the extent of your actions, but I saw hope, further hope. I endured it for twelve years, a full twelve years, in order to be able to stay in the Holy See.
I can only go along with it and endure all this filth cautiously. I am gambling, and I have nothing to lose anyway."
Seemingly accepting this statement, Ruell's expression eased, and he asked with a hint of confusion: "Don't you think about your students and juniors?"
"For their sake? I have worked hard to gain this power. What will happen to me after I lose and what does it have to do with me." Clayman's answer was decisive and cruel.
"Haha..." Ruell suddenly burst into hearty laughter.
Fantranti still said calmly: "I told you, people like him will fight as long as they see a glimmer of hope. He was cautious before, but now he has no retreat, so he must seize this opportunity
Chance."
"I don't understand this kind of political thing, what are you going to say?"
"Don't leave. It doesn't hurt to tell you this. You two will have to cooperate well from now on."
"What's up?"
"You all know in advance
Clayman is still in charge of the selection, so I want to inform you in advance. Now, the next step for the reincarnation of Asmodeus is most likely to be heaven. This time, the selectors must check carefully to ensure that
Prevent his control personnel from sneaking into heaven."
"What do you think I'm doing these days? I know all these things, can you tell me something I don't know?"
Fantranti just glanced at him and said in an unchanged tone: "The kingdom of God has sent down the oracle and is ready to start a new round of holy war at any time. This time, we are preparing in advance. Don't ask me the time, I don't know, maybe
It can be one year or two, or it can be ten years or a hundred years. The flow of time between those in the kingdom of God and us is different.
So not only this selection, the entire Holy See will be mobilized for war preparation and mobilization. Clayman, you won the bet, you will serve as the spokesperson of the Holy See for the Inquisition, and you will be responsible for some of our arrangements, the Holy Knights, and the Pope.
I won’t care about whether you can go further, it depends on your own ability.”
Clayman's expression gradually became arrogant. His eyes seemed to have penetrated the wall, crossed the distance, and saw the Vatican and the big figures inside who had always been arrogant in front of him. After holding back for twelve years, he could finally spit out the words in his heart.
Stifling.
"Don't worry, sir, there is no one better than me at being a dog."
Fantranti is not the kind of person who can encourage or chat with others, and for an understanding person like Kleiman, there is no need to say anything. Just let him leave.
When Liang Zhen walked out of the Inquisition, his body couldn't help but start to tremble. Just inside, the two people put heavy pressure on him, as if he was seen through by the other party from the inside out, and the murderous aura radiating unconsciously was like a knife.
His body was cut one by one, as if he had been cut into pieces by a thousand knives. What was even more frightening was that this feeling penetrated from the body to the soul. If he had not suffered such pain before, he would almost not be able to continue acting.
.
He suddenly missed this feeling, and had to feel that he was really cheap. He had just left and he started to miss that painful feeling. The pain was a bit addictive, and he couldn't tell it was the ultimate pain.
It was the thrill of moving between life and death that fascinated him.
Only the study rooms of the two giants were left, and the atmosphere became inexplicably tense.
"Boss, aren't you afraid that he will have problems? The news is that he is only a middle-level person, but ordinary high-level people have also suffered losses in their hands. Even the holy light on his body can't cover up the rotten smell on his body. I have to
Doubt, you have fallen."
After finishing his words, Ruell burst out with a large amount of murderous intent, and his fighting spirit surged into the sky. Fanteranti remained calm, as if everything in the outside world had nothing to do with him.
"Ruell, we are the Inquisition, but how many of our members are from the Holy See? Inquisition, the biggest heretic in the entire Holy See is me, and you are the second."
The fighting spirit is still destroying the furniture in the study, but the killing intent is much weaker. If you want to get out of the Inquisition, it is really a bloody road through the mountains of corpses, let alone becoming one of the three giants.
1. This is the most deformed place in the entire Holy See. The rules inside are closer to the laws of hell, and the strong are respected.
When Reuel joined the Inquisition, Fantranti was already the director of the Inquisition. He could never see through what this person was thinking, and he always looked like he had seen through the world of mortals, without any hesitation. But from everyone
His eyes looked like he was being stared at by a giant beast, and if he wasn't careful, he would be swallowed by its huge mouth.
Although he called him boss, they were never in the same group.
"What on earth are you thinking about?"
"I'm very optimistic about you, so I'm very pleased to see you fight your way to your current position. But aren't you one of those priests in the Holy See who still don't understand why our headquarters is not set up in the Holy See? Heaven and Hell
, just darkness and light, do you understand what the old enemy means?"
The Holy See really doesn't care about high-level corpses like mummies, so they naturally pay less attention to them. Liang Zhen gets very little information from here. And he doesn't want to do everything himself. After a key scene is played, he just stays.
He got off his avatar and returned to Conrad's mansion.
Having experienced this personally, it’s not that he underestimates an old guy like Kleiman.
The wisdom is just that of a clergyman whose soul has been corrupted by darkness, and he is worried that the strength of his soul will not be able to withstand this situation. Don't originally want to make a good move, but end up in the wrong position, causing everything to be lost. And this time it seems that
I learned something amazing, a secret that even the second giant should not have discovered.
It was still the same lounge, where the seven non-staff members met again. The Javier family members all said so about them. They had no choice but to move freely unless Conrad named them. They would go out during the day and come back at night, who would
I don’t know why I went there, but I brought someone back with me.
The servant in charge of cleaning was unlucky. The area around Zavalina's house was the most torturous. The strong smell of blood was nauseating. There was blood everywhere in the room, and pieces of meat were scattered here and there. In Alison's room
It's a mummy, the kind that can give people nightmares.
"I want to be honest. It will be difficult for me to have any definite news about Yuelun and Dark Optical Club in the future. I hope you can understand."
Liang Zhen felt like he was going to have a schizophrenia. He had just finished playing a careerist who was obsessed with gambling today, and when he came back he had to play a petty pervert who was submissive on the surface. If he were to become an actor, he would definitely win a Best Actor Award.
