In the rather impressive office area, someone received a secret communication without a phone.
Nikolai Tolstoy, the leader of the "Russian Orthodox Church" and the commander of the special combat unit "White Book of Annihilation".
Now, this man's face is full of dissatisfaction.
"What on earth do you mean? That scientific base camp has truly confirmed traces of 'angels' within them. Do you actually want me to give up such a good opportunity?!"
Nicklan pressed his thumb between his eyebrows, really unable to accept it.
Because the legitimate reason to take action against "Academy City" is right in front of us.
As long as he can use this name to suppress the so-called science, he will not only gain huge reputation, but he may also be able to collect the 'price' paid by the other party, thus furthering his ambitions.
——General Archbishop.
He is bound to get that position.
(Don't worry, Huhu... you don't understand the value of this news at all. Of course, if you really think that the current situation is a good opportunity, then I will do the same thing.)
Spiritual equipment used for long-distance conversations makes sounds.
With a warning tone.
"...What exactly are you thinking?"
Nicholas weighed it again and again, and finally loosened his fist.
It took a lot of effort to get to this point, but now it's a bit more of a loss than the gain is to fall out.
But he was really unwilling to let him stand still, so he had to test it again to see if there was any improvement.
pity.
(No need to tell you.)
Frank words came from the other side.
Just before Nicholas was about to unleash his anger, the conversation continued.
(You know, I used to be as confident as you, thinking that no matter how vast the world is, I can’t get rid of my ‘right hand’.)
The other person seemed to be recalling recent experiences.
(But this turns out to be nothing more than an idealism. In the final analysis, the power alone to save the world is far from enough.)
Therefore, I made a ‘decision’.
‘He’ did not tell Nicholas this.
There have long been fundamental differences between them.
Or.
Never been equal.
But Nicholas knew nothing.
He just thought that the other party wanted more say and a dominant position in the cooperation.
"Huh, it's already this time, are you still worried about that kind of problem? Russian adult religion has enough power to meet your needs, as long as you can do what you say!"
He didn't realize the implication of his words, and he insisted on going his own way as he could no longer tolerate any more profit-minded people in his eyes.
Desire and status have become a prison for speculation.
Then.
He heard an ambiguous answer.
(Ha ha.)
(certainly.)
…
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In the depths of the cathedral at dusk, three people stood.
The wind in front, the water behind, and so on.
——Pope Matthew Leith.
A certain man who was supposed to be here didn't show up.
but.
He did leave a message.
So, the old man asked.
"The Fire on the Right...is that really what you said?"
His words were full of unexpected hesitation.
"Huh? I don't like repetition."
The only woman here refused nonchalantly.
The so-called top administrators of the "Roman Orthodox Church" are only in name only in front of their "right seat of God".
What's more, she felt quite unhappy because of this arrangement.
The opportunity to conquer science was just passed up!!
The wind ahead gritted its teeth.
She also has a 'past'.
Helpless, the Pope had no choice but to reflect on the message he had just received.
'Don't worry about it, I have my own plan.'
This sentence sounds vague, but everyone present knows what he is referring to.
The symbol of the magic side, "Angel" appears on the science side.
Even in an incomplete image.
This is a big problem.
Being indifferent is completely inconsistent with the practices of the Cross sect, and it is even less consistent with the practices of the Right Fire in the past.
But in the end, he handled it so calmly.
Matthew Lees couldn't help but think of a possibility.
"Water, that man's injury...hasn't he recovered yet?"
he asked softly.
"God's Right Seat" cannot use conventional magic, but "Rear Water" with a "Saint" physique is not among them.
Therefore, 'immediate' and subsequent emergency treatment is provided by water.
Yes.
That day.
Everyone present still remembers it fresh to this day.
No one thought that the man who held the "Holy Right" would return here with his body covered in bruises and almost dying.
"...No, it should be restored."
After thinking for a moment, Shui spoke.
And, the intriguing ‘should’ in the words.
This is not a word commonly used by people with a water personality.
However, there is a reason for him to say this.
There is no doubt that the injury on Right Fire has been healed.
But during this process, Huo always had a strange smile on his face.
It seems like self-mockery, but also like relief.
What did the fire on the right go through when it went to the end of the ice and snow?
Shui turned slightly and looked behind him.
This is his biggest question.
An eerie silence filled the air after receiving the answer.
The eternal sleep of the earth, the silence of the fire.
This is the first time that "God's Right Seat" has encountered such a major change since its establishment.
Night then fell.
It was still the Pope who broke the calm.
"...In this case, I agree with the right side of the fire."
"But, no matter what, it concerns angels, and it is appropriate to conduct a necessary degree of investigation. Is that okay?"
he concluded.
Neither the water nor the wind objected.
There is no reason to object.
perhaps.
"God's right seat", it's time to return to their original position.
Thinking like this, Matthew Lees felt unusually relaxed.
…
…
Arctic Circle.
A marginal land coast near the Arctic Ocean welcomed two figures.
The duo of an apron maid and a gloomy young man.
At this moment, they were exchanging the information they had just obtained.
"Then, it's confirmed."
The woman with unique temperament spoke first.
"That's right."
The latter nodded, then turned around and looked in the direction they came from.
"Othinus did come here, and..."
Who else was taken away?
Young man, there is a bad message in Orrels' words.
Judging from the trajectory that has been tracked all the way before, this is the first time Othinus has shown a clear tendency.
It also means that she has finally determined the 'countermeasure'.
What a bad news.
Orrels shrugged lightly.
However, it is not all without gain.
The good news is——
"Have you confirmed your identity?"
The conversation continues.
"confirmed."
Maid, Sylvia replied as she cleaned the snow off her goggles.
"Marian Schlingnaia."
"She is the heir of the 'Black Dwarf'."
…
——"Black Dwarf".
According to legend.
They are a race in Norse mythology known for possessing weapon-making technology that surpasses the gods.