Red Blood Dragon Knight

Chapter 621 New Four Youths (seeking monthly ticket)

After listening to Lorraine's words, Saint Paul fell silent for a moment. His face was uncertain for a while, and he looked straight at him, as if to see a flaw in Lorraine's face.

His eyes were sharp and cold, like a thunder eagle choosing people to eat. The eyes fell on Lorraine as if there was any substance.

Lorraine raised his eyes, and frankly looked at the old man with all the power. No compromise. Lorraine's eyes were calm and indifferent, and his eyes fell straight on St. Paul's face, with a smile on the corners of his mouth, and a solemn expression on his face.

Lester, who was watching the excitement next to him, was very surprised. When this kid was also serious, he thought he would have black teeth and belly.

At this moment, Lorraine suddenly felt a peculiar pressure in the room, rushing towards his face, as if the gravity under his feet had suddenly increased several times, a powerful aura surrounded him, no Stopped and squeezed to Lorraine.

Just like a **** descending, shining, holy, and invincible, it can easily destroy the world, turbulence, and clean up everything in the world.

It is like the light of consciousness shining in the darkest corner of the human heart, giving people a sense of powerlessness.

That powerful and unmatched aura and strength made people kneel down and wanted to fall to the ground.

Lorraine felt that the air around him seemed to be solidified, and it seemed that he had difficulty breathing. The chest is like being squeezed by diving into deep water. It is a little stuffy, and it takes a lot of effort to even out a breath.

Lorraine resisted the pressure while secretly saying in his heart: These gods are a little out of the way.

Thinking about it, you will know that the Holy See has been on the continent for more than a thousand years and is powerful enough to suppress the entire continent. St. Paul, as their boss, is actually such a simple figure.

Lorraine felt more and more pressure on him.

There were several times during which he couldn't help but turn his eyes away, but Saint Paul aroused the energies in Lord Lorraine's heart. The greater the pressure, the greater the anger in Lord Lorraine's heart, and the more unwilling he was. Show weakness in front of St. Paul.

Lorraine then secretly took a deep breath, and secretly pinched a level of mental attack immunity spell in his hand-the'unmoving as a mountain fundamental seal', which is known as'proof of insight, can open up the world's ten thousand laws', secretly thought in his heart. : Your daughter is my girlfriend, your daughter is my girlfriend, and your daughter is my girlfriend. Lao Tzu has been in bed, and his life has been taken out. You cheap old man can’t run anyway, I'm afraid of you What a hairy~

This method is both indecent and cheap, but it is also extremely effective.

Lord Luo Jue only read it three times briefly, and his mood calmed down a lot. Then, he bit his scalp and clenched his teeth to persevere.

Looking at the solemn and solemn St. Paul, it was like seeing a father whose daughter was abducted by a gangster, and Lorraine slowly felt that the pressure was just like that.

After a while, Leo yawned boringly. St. Paul's eyes flashed with a cold light, and he blinked his old eyes. The stern old face eased a bit and withdrew that powerful aura. . Then slowly stretched out his hand, holding up the tea cup in front of him.

Lorraine let out a long sigh of relief, and he felt a drop of sweat slowly flowing down from his temple.

St. Paul was the first to make Lorraine feel so hard to deal with for so many years.

Lester was fascinated by the daggers of the two of them just now. Seeing that the two of them had not distinguished the victory or the defeat, he still felt still unfulfilled. He shook his head and smacked his mouth.

Leo got half of the dragon's fragrance, and he already felt that it was a worthwhile trip. Now he was thinking about how to sneak away quietly.

On the side, Xiao Bai deserves to be a fighting beast among the beasts, with more fat than muscles and more brain than fat.

Its senses are extremely keen. It just felt that powerful aura, so it became extremely vigilant. It jumped up just now, looked around with its big head, tightened its muscles, and did Ready to fight, ready to watch Lorraine's hand gestures at any time, rushing up and using his eighty-yard big foot to step on the shriveled old man across the road into meatloaf.

But at this moment, I suddenly felt that the momentum disappeared. I couldn't help but feel a little strange. I kept looking around, but nothing was wrong. The old man was drinking tea lazily, and Lorraine hung up his usual smile again.

Finally, Xiao Bai went back on his stomach again, took out an apple, and chewed happily again, looking careless.

Saint Paul picked up his teacup, then took a sip, blew away the tea leaves in the cup, and took a sip slowly, closing his eyes and reminiscing the scent of the tea, then he spoke softly. : "It's whimsical, but it's also a very interesting idea."

Lorraine was a little strange: What does he mean? Do you agree or disagree?

He couldn't help looking back at Lester, because Lord Luo knew that as a man with a house, a car, money and a girlfriend, the four young people in this new era must be between him and the cheap pope’s father-in-law. There is a generation gap.

And Lester and him, both of them are old guys, and they should have a common language.

But Lord Luo was disappointed to find that the **** old mage still closed his eyes and looked as if the old **** was there. That old **** was really just for the good show, as he himself said. He doesn't care about everything else.

Lorraine pouted angrily, but he couldn't think of anything.

After drinking the tea, St. Paul looked up at Lorraine and spit out two words softly, saying: "Send off the guests."

Lorraine couldn't help but stagnate. Secretly said in his heart: "This old fellow, what does this mean? If you don't say a word, you will get us out. It's okay to give you a true letter."

But since the other party is called ‘Send off guests’, this means it’s actually not much different from "Get out". If he doesn't leave again, maybe this old guy will really just call "Get out". By that time, he will be really boring.

However, bsp; anyway, I have already made a big chunk of the Dragon Birthday Fragrance, and I have already earned it~

Will Silmelia's competition for the Pope be clear in a while.

Lorraine thought of this, stood up immediately, leaned slightly, and said, "Farewell~"

After speaking, he turned around and walked out the door.

Watching him go, Leo and Xiaobai didn't hesitate at the moment. They all stood up, and after greeted the pope politely, they rushed out eagerly.

Lester also stood up neatly, stretched his sleeves, adjusted his clothes, smiled and greeted St. Paul's, and then greeted him with a few words, then put his hands behind his back and walked in all directions. , Sang: "I stood on the head of the city and watched the mountain scenery. Suddenly, I heard the chaos under the city and the flags fluttering. But it turned out that it was Almohad's soldiers..."

Under the gaze of Saint Paul and all the pope's attendants, Lester sang and walked out leisurely.

It looks like that, it is cool and free, if you don't go to a "Class Girl" or something, you really lose that good voice.

Due to the naturally hostile relationship between the mage and the priest, St. Paul knew that this old fellow was not well-intentioned, and that this was deliberately lame and angered himself.

He has put on the air to watch the show since just now, and now he is too addicted to watching.

At that time, he went back and showed off with the mages: I think I was also in the small room of the Holy See, in front of the Pope, and sang the most among the "Six Expeditions of the Loyal and Unparalleled Great Prime Minister" In the famous "Empty City Strategy", the old guy was treated as the stupid and stupid enemy commander in the play, and it was a good teaser. Greatly expelled a sigh of evil for our magic world, and increased its prestige~

I am the first one in this thousand years.

This is a title that can make the mages more focused than the Magister.

Not to mention anything else, this achievement alone is enough to make Lester the magical hero of the magic world, the ten outstanding seniors, the 38th assaulter...and so on, everything in the Magic Association, or even none, honor title.

Saint Paul didn't speak, but looked at his back with a smile. I remembered the vigorous things of the young age.

At that time, this old guy was relying on his own magic and was extremely defiant. He didn't expect that he still had his temper unchanged now.

Among the Holy See, only Obahem could bear his bad temper.

The crowd just left and closed the front door.

Immediately afterwards, I saw the next bookshelf silently moved to the side.

A priest in a black robe walked in.

He bowed to St. Paul, who was sitting in the chair, and said, "Your Majesty, they have already arrived."

As the voice fell, I saw an old man in casual clothes walking in with a scepter in his hand.

The white at one end is Obahhem.

Saint Paul did not get up, but picked up the teapot, poured a cup of tea, and pushed it to the other side, sighing softly, "Sit down, my friend."

His attitude at this time swept away from the rattling sword when he had just talked to Lorraine, and his voice was full of exhaustion. The whole person became tired too, leaning weakly on the sand.

Obachem was not polite, and walked over to the Throne of God Seal, and then sat down opposite St. Paul's.

The waiter next to him stepped forward at this time, gently put away the things that everyone in Lorraine had just used, and then habitually opened the incense burner next to him, and saw the dragon scent inside. Only a small piece was left, and his eyes widened in surprise.

He looked at the smooth incision on Long Xianxiang, and suddenly understood. I can’t help cursing in my heart: the **** locusts from Nyan~

It's almost... It's even more robbers than robbers, isn't there anything they can't see? Father God bless.

As soon as he thought of this, he felt that there was a gaze next to him, and he hurriedly smiled and concealed the throne of the gods seal in the past. Even if they stole it, what about it? There is no evidence in his hands.

If the gangsters used their habitually shocking, weeping hooligan spells, here is one sentence: that’s you who are guarding yourselves~Don’t stab the uncles~

And they also have the status protection of diplomats. Then, how can you help them?

This loss must be counted to oneself.

While smiling bitterly in his heart, he picked up the teacup and utensils placed beside him and walked over to the Shenyin Throne. While walking, I kept praying in my heart: Great God of Light, if you are really alive in the sky, you must let the gang of gangsters leave quickly~

If you continue to toss like this, Vantino won't have any good things left.

Saint Paul didn't know what the young attendant was thinking. He saw that the man had disappeared outside the door. Only himself and Obahem were left in the room. He sighed and said: " My old friend, my old friend..."

Obachem picked up his teacup and did not speak, but looked at him silently.

Saint Paul looked at the scenery outside the window, and then slowly said: "I didn't intend to make Silmelia a cardinal archbishop. As long as she can live a happy life, this is better than anything. .

Even in the Maple Leaf Danlin, living a life of ordinary life without doing anything.

This is her mother's wish and my wish.

But then I couldn’t help it~"

When he said this, he couldn't help but pause, and then sighed.

Obahem couldn't help but sigh, thinking that although it was only two years after Almohad's attack, it seemed to be a long, long time ago.

I can only say that I have had a wonderful life following that little **** Lorraine these two years.

St. Paul's continued: "I think you know that the Holy See is also a hodgepodge. Some stepped on people, and of course others were stepped on.

And I can't express my position clearly. Tell everyone honestly, saying: She is my daughter, all of you have to be honest with me. Don't provoke her, or I will hack him.

So later, some people saw that she grew up too fast, and she was still a female class, and she was very bullied. So I figured out a way to find the ballast and bully her..."

Obahem knew that he had said this, but he was actually apologizing to himself and Silmelia, and apologized for not taking good care of Silmelia before.

But when he heard this, he couldn't help but snorted coldly, put down the teacup in his hand, and said coldly: "They don't just want to provoke her, they also want to provoke me~ Karados, an idiot, deserves it. His death is unknown.

My friend, with all due respect, you have always been too kind to those puppies. All of this is what you used to them~"

Saint Paul was silent for a while, and then sighed: "You are not in the Holy See. Maybe you don't know. Although we look beautiful on the surface, we are actually in danger~"

Obachem was shocked right now. When the word ‘precarious’ came out of the pope’s own mouth, it showed that the situation had deteriorated to a shocking level.

At this time St. Paul’s continued: "The authority of the Holy See has never declined like it is today. If we do not rely on them and use such powerful means to govern the place, then it is very likely that we will lose it in a very short time. Control over the place. This is the cornerstone of our Holy See."

Not to mention anything else, on the Ruman Empire side, they have already begun to seize power drastically with the opportunity of conducting a thorough investigation. The churches in the Ruman Empire have violated the orders of Vantino, and now they are more willing to follow Ruman’s instructions.

And a Lorraine actually dared to attack the Holy See brazenly. Although it was just a virtual cannon, it was enough to show the seriousness of the problem.

In the past, how could this happen in our Holy See~"

Obachem said coldly: "First, the sword in your hand is double-edged. They will not only suppress the people, but also cut your hand.

Second, they made a lot of investigations, precisely because you didn't manage your subordinates well, and they got the handle. All the actions of Karados are under your nose, and you didn't notice it. "

Saint Paul was silent for a while.

Obahhem said: "You have raised a large group of evil wolves. They are insatiable. If you can't feed them, they will turn their heads and eat you too. At the beginning, I advised you and warned you. . But you didn’t listen, and you insisted on doing it. This has led to today’s evil results.

Since you have fed them with your rights, when they grow up, they will in turn swallow you for greater rights~"

Obachem pointed to the outside and said: "At the beginning, we were spirited, united and enterprising, and insisted on changing the lifeless, rigid Holy See. But now you open your eyes and take a good look at the outside, look at the current Holy See, What's the difference from the one we wanted to change?"

Saint Paul is still silent.

At the beginning, everyone was united and fought together in blood. Even though they were seriously injured, they still drank strong wine and sang enthusiastically. Full of optimism.

At the beginning they believed that with their own efforts, the future Holy See would definitely become better. Universal people, compassionate, and eventually spread the glory of the **** of light to every corner of the world. Let the world believe in God and lead a happy life under the guidance of God.

But later, when he became the pope. Unknowingly, those friends who were once have already left.

Although I vowed not to forget the friendship with each other at the beginning, but later, I can't even remember the face of the other side, leaving only a vague shadow in my memory.

All the memories have been washed and smoothed by the river named time, only then, when he suddenly turned back, he found that he was old.

Obachem looked at him and couldn't help but think of the passionate and burning years. Their experience back then was like a legendary story, song and tearful, thrilling, and exceptionally exciting.

It's just a pity that like all stories, the prince and princess in fairy tales are getting old.

The prince thanked him, he had a big beer belly, a stubble beard, and a shaggy beard. He became a wretched uncle who reads yellow pictorial all day long and drools at the beauty in a high-slit swimsuit.

The princess has also become a menopausal work, chatting all day long, arguing with vendors for a penny of vegetable money, and no matter where the meat falls, there is a bucket on her waist. Thick and thin, Russian fat aunt with yellow face and big ass.

Under the relentless grind of life, Saint Paul Fedan did not change the Holy See, but in the end he was gradually changed by the huge and slow institution monster of the Holy See.

Obachem did not want to blame his friend any more.

He sighed softly, turned back to the subject, and said: "About Shirmelia's Pope..."

As soon as he said this, he heard a loud noise outside.

A crisp female voice said angrily: "Let me in, I want to see your majesty."

"Uh, no, no. Your Majesty, your Majesty is meeting guests. You have to go to the Privy Bishop to make an appointment first, and when your Majesty is free, we will send someone to notify you. Would you please go back first?"

Although the voice was gentle and polite, it was extremely cold, revealing the peculiar personalities and accents of an official clerk.

"Master Bishop, even though you are about to become a red archbishop, I still have to remind you that this is the holy city, not Nian, and you can't run around here so rudely..."

The man said angrily: "I came to see my father, why? I have to make an appointment too?"

"Ahhhhhhhhhhhh..."

There was an instant gurgling in the clerk's throat, and it took a long time to get over.

"Lord... Your Bishop..."

Immediately afterwards, I heard a loud swallowing sound.

Then the man went on to say: "Lord... Your Excellency, you can't say anything like this. It will cause great distress to the Holy See. In fact, I also hope that His Majesty is mine. Daddy, but..."

St. Paul couldn't listen anymore when he heard this, and immediately shouted: "Paul, let her in. In the future, if Silmelia wants to find me, she doesn't need to inform, just let her in."

He paused, looked at Obachem, then made up his mind, and cried out "She is my daughter."

Immediately, I heard a ‘plop’ outside, dull and short, like the sound of a wooden pile falling to the ground.

At the moment the door opened, Obachem glanced at him and saw that when the attendants standing outside were saluting Shirmelia, they had no previous perfunctory carelessness. They were all respectful and respectful. The waist was bent to a standard ninety degrees.

Silmelia walked in lightly.

Saint Paul took a look at her, and then asked, "Where is Paul? How is he?"

Silmelia spread her hands gently and said, "How do I know? When I came in, he was still foaming and falling to the ground."

But then she understood at once, turned around and looked at St. Paul's, her eyes were covered with a faint mist, and she trembled: "You...you...you finally admit it honestly..."

Saint Paul sighed and said, "Actually I should have admitted it long ago."

Silmelia covered her lips with her hands, tears rolled in her eyes, but her pretty face raised proudly and said: "Who is so rare, you recognize me, I don't recognize you..."

Although he said so, but in the end it was like a gust of wind rushing to the throne of God Seal ~ www.readwn.com ~ into the embrace of St. Paul. Then he hugged him, and couldn't help crying.

Saint Paul also patted her back lightly, comforting her.

Obachem looked at the scene where the father and daughter met, and his eyes were red. Although it is a bit late, in any case, it is better than none.

And Silmelia would no longer be like she was when she was a child. When she heard others ridicule that she had no father, she jumped into a thunder and rushed to the God Seal Throne to fight with others.

After a while, Saint Paul and Silmelia stopped their tears and sat down again.

Saint Paul picked up the topic just now, and said: "I also figured it out. Let Silmelia become the pope. Only in this way can we avoid others from hurting her. Although there are many difficulties in the process, and it is extremely difficult. .

But you have to promise me one condition. "

He paused, looked at Hilmelia, and said one by one: "From now on, draw a clear line with that Lorraine, make a clean break, and never talk to each other again~"