Several strong men broke in with pistols. Rose was the only one in the study, and the figure of the wise master had disappeared. Some people were leaning on the window and looking out, but saw nothing.
"What happened?" Rose asked.
"Sorry to disturb you, Miss Cody. The hunting dog in the yard suddenly lost its energy. To be on the safe side, we need to conduct a thorough inspection of the entire rose garden."
The leader explained that they knew that Rose had a special status in the rose garden and they always respected her.
These strong men were the few guards left in the Rose Garden after Nelson and others followed Sean.
In the evening when there are no guests, the doors are closed and the hunting dogs in the rose garden are usually loose. There was something strange about these hunting dogs tonight.
"You are doing the right thing, please continue." Rose nodded.
A few people took a look at the study and found nothing unusual, so they went to other rooms. However, thoroughly checking all the rooms was not something that could be done quickly.
The sage left through the window. Rose had to admire his ability to predict danger in advance. This was probably due to the instinct of a bloodthirsty person like him.
Rose was caught in a dilemma. Her time in Vichy was perhaps the most comfortable life she had ever had in the past nineteen years.
There is no fighting or intrigue, she lives like a normal person, the people in the rose garden respect her, the residents of the town love her, and the orphans love her.
However, she did not want to continue to deceive Xiao En, but she also knew very well how powerful the wise master was. This did not only refer to the power of the wise master, but also to the terrifying power that the wise master controlled.
At this time, the wise master was walking on the streets of Vichy town.
The town is filled with an atmosphere of joy, and even the poorest families will spend the New Year with extravagance and bright lights.
Needless to say, the past year has been a very fruitful one for the residents of Vichy.
Under the night, a group of children were still chasing and fighting on the street. At this time of year, their parents did not want to scold them and let their natures flow.
The shops, taverns, hotels and restaurants here are still open for business, and some foreigners who have to stay here can find laughter and laughter everywhere.
At a street corner, the wise master stopped.
Pope Yusuf Lombardi of the True God Religion looked at him with a complicated expression, while the loyal servants of the Pope put their hands in their cloaks and tensed their bodies.
They stared at the wise master nervously, as if they were facing a monster that could explode and hurt people at any time.
The wise master looked a little surprised.
"Happy New Year, brother Yusuf." An unexpected look flashed across his face, and the wise master greeted with a smile.
"If I could, I would fall into the devil's path and endure thousands of sins and punishments in exchange for your death." The Pope cursed as soon as he opened his mouth.
"No, no, Yusuf, I haven't seen you for so many years, but you are still the same and have not made any progress. You cannot awaken the true God to come by preaching alone." The wise master shook his head and said, "The true God has fallen asleep.
Even dead..."
"shut up!"
"presumptuous!"
"demon!"
The pope's followers rebuked him one after another.
Regardless of these people's rebuke, the wise master continued:
"The true God is eternal, but you are not the only spokesperson for the true God in the world. She has a good and bright side, and an evil and dark side. I represent this other side. Yusuf, look at how pitiful you are now.
The church has been auctioned, property has been confiscated, and the priests have been forced to live on the streets. How can you be so shameless in front of me?
Of course, you also hide a considerable fortune, and some of your priests dress simply during the day and look ascetic, but at night they keep mistresses in secret residences.
I am too lazy to expose your ridiculous behavior. Do you practice it and go deep into the people? Rekindle the enthusiasm of believers? I have always been among the people, I know what they need, and I also know what they are opposed to! And you have been avoiding the real needs of the people!
"
"Listening to your words, people who don't know the truth may think that you are the spokesperson of the people. No, what you have brought to the people is only war and killing. Aren't those innocent souls who died tragically under gunfire under your spell?
” retorted the Pope.
"About this, I must accept it honestly. Yusuf, you know, if there is only one person in this world who understands me, it is you." The sage said, "I must state my point of view once again, death is just
Means, if the goal has not been achieved through such sacrifice, then it must be that not enough people died!"
"I don't want to be the confidant of an ambitious person like you." The Pope lowered his gaze, "especially a bloodthirsty one."
"I guess you must be wondering now if you can fight to the death and kill me here." The wise master smiled and said, "You have the right to give it a try."
As soon as the wise master finished speaking, several people appeared behind him, some standing on the roof, some standing in the shadows, and a gloomy aura pressed over them.
The Pope wisely gave up. He waved his hand and the loyal servants took a few steps back. At the same time, the subordinates behind the wise master also took a few steps back.
"Very good, this is a friendly atmosphere for talks." The wise master smiled.
"The friendly relationship between you and me ended thirty years ago. If I could turn back time, I would definitely kill you. When His Majesty the Pope ascended to heaven, he asked me to kill you, but I violated his will.
Life, this is all a fault caused by my womanly kindness and a mistake in my thoughts, but I allowed a bloodthirsty person to escape." The Pope said in a very sad tone.
"Yes, you don't even want to call me by my name now. I miss those days very much. I'm sorry that I deceived you, but you should know how a bloodthirsty person can discuss doctrine with you after revealing his identity?"
The teacher looked over the head of the Pope's head and looked at the empty night sky, "You hate me so much, why don't you report me to the secret police? Well, you still have selfish motives after all. For the sake of the position of the Pope, you want no one to know this.
friendship."
"Stop it, you bloodthirsty man!" the Pope growled.
"Are you angry because of shame? Yusuf, you are indeed an honest person, but you should know that I will never stop." The sage said, "If I die in the future, I hope not to leave any words on the tombstone.
, let future generations write. If you have to write an epitaph, then write the tomb of the honest person. I am also an honest person, and my persistence in my beliefs is not inferior to yours.
For this reason, I give up my family, my love, and my life. In this life, I can only walk in the darkness and the shadows of swords and swords until...death!"
"But your conspiracy will never succeed. Look at the residents of Vichy. Will they let their good lives go and let people like you cause war and bloodshed?" the Pope retorted.
The sage shrugged: "The residents here are just lucky to have met a good lord. But leaving here, in the city of Poitou, in the north of Genoa and even in most corners of the empire, there is oppression and inequality everywhere.
, the gunpowder of hatred is accumulating everywhere, the people just need a little spark."
"Well, even if the world is in chaos, no one, no matter nobles, businessmen, landowners, or civilians, is really willing to surrender to a bloodthirsty person. This is a leading weakness of all your plots." The Pope said.
"No, as a diligent scholar who loves to read the secret scriptures in the religion, Yusuf, you should know that the descendants of bloodthirsty are not necessarily bloodthirsty. When my bloodline has been passed down for several generations, my subjects will also
It doesn’t matter what kind of bloodthirsty there is. At that time, bloodthirsty people can exist openly and openly in the world. This is true peace.”
"You still have descendants?" the Pope asked in surprise.
"Before you knew me, I had offspring. Not only that, I also had many mistresses. I was very popular with women when I was young..." The wise master's expression was very playful, "I am telling you this, an old bachelor.
It’s very rude.”
The Pope said: "You don't have to provoke and provoke me in this way. Since you refuse to stop, I can only wait to see the day you perish."
"Then you have to take care of yourself, otherwise you will never see that day. I heard that your body is not as good as before." The wise master said.
The two always kept a distance of three meters and stood on both sides of the street.
Although the wise teacher has white hair and looks younger and more energetic than the Pope, he knows that the Pope in front of him is not a helpless old priest, nor is he a man obsessed with love as outsiders know.
The missionary pope is not a bookworm obsessed with religious texts. There is a thin sword hidden in the wooden staff that he never leaves. This sword has also drank blood.
The Pope wanted to kill the wise master. The emperor's decree regarding the True God Religion as an illegal religion greatly damaged the True God Religion's vitality. Although it was later withdrawn, the emperor really did not wrong the True God Religion too much.
The wise teacher joined the True God Religion as a scholar when he was young. He and Yusuf studied the classics under the former Pope.
, he soon became known as a wise teacher, and his extraordinary talents made even Yusuf feel inferior.
But later, the previous pope thought that the wise teacher was ambitious and acted too extreme, so he passed the papal position to Yusuf.
In anger, the wise teacher broke with Yusuf, and at the same time took away the extreme faction of the religion. From then on, he practiced rebellion in the name of religion.
meet by chance.
The two looked at each other coldly across the street.
The arrival of a patrolman broke the calm.
"He is a bloodthirsty!" Yusuf suddenly pointed at the wise master and shouted.
The wise teacher was greatly surprised and secretly scolded Yusuf for being a bit of a scoundrel.
The patrolman was a little far away, but after a moment of surprise, he finally came to his senses. The figure of the wise master flashed, turned the corner of the street, and several more figures flashed across the roof and shadows, and then disappeared.
The patrolman immediately blew his whistle, and the whole night lasted for two hours.
The Pope did not leave the scene. Even though Poitou's Director Daly arrived in person the next day, he still stayed in Vichy.
"The whole town of Vichy knows me and knows that I am a humble pope. They support me and love to listen to my sermons. But the bloodthirsty man threatened me and asked me to take this humble but sacred Pope.
Giving up my position to him is a serious offense to me..."
"Your Majesty, how did you determine that that person was a bloodthirsty person?"
"He showed me two fangs. Isn't that enough? As a servant of all servants, I will not show weakness to him or give up my right to serve the people."
Director Daley did not waste too much time in front of Yusuf Lombardi, and he did not need to worry about the pope's safety.
He gave up his New Year's vacation and rushed here as quickly as possible, a little frustrated. In the past year, the Robinson family's troubles had been enough to give him a headache, and now something like this happened again.
This is much more serious than the feud between a chaotic party or a wealthy family.
According to the investigation results, the bloodthirsty group of six people came to stay in the town three days ago. The hotel attendant recalled that these people lived in seclusion and did not interact with outsiders. The leader was a
The white-haired old man once asked him about the situation in the rose garden.
Many outsiders would ask, and the waiter didn't find it strange. Because the Viscount has extensive contacts and his influence is growing day by day, many outsiders of all kinds have come here this year, some are scholars, some are reporters, and some are businessmen. Often at this time, the waiter will
Get tips.
Daley thought this was a bit tricky. He knew that Sean had fought against bloodthirsty people in northern Xinjiang. Could it be that the mysterious bloodthirsty organization wanted to take revenge?
Daley was a little gloating, because this might be an opportunity for him.
Thinking of this, Daly felt that this trip was not in vain.