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Volume 2 Nightmare and Reality 525. The Pope¡¯s Confusion

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    Lancelot thought carefully and then answered Reid.

    "If you don't count the magician's side, you will have to lose at least three to four knights of the round table to kill that group of visitors from another world. If you count the magician and the werewolf side, then probably plus Weir  With Trafigura, our losses will be much smaller.¡±

    "You are still a little too proud, Lancelot." Red Hofer said, "Even if we count Wiltok and Wright Brian, we still have to pay for Wiltok.  Only with slight injuries to Wright and the loss of at least half of the Knights of the Round Table and other combat capabilities can we completely kill these visitors from another world."

    Lancelot frowned, "King, you think too highly of them."

    "No, this is not too high a view." Reid shook his head, "If it were just the five people before, then you admit that your estimate is very close and possible, but what I care about is the last one who appeared.  , although he is not the commander known as the captain, but I feel that he is the most threatening and dangerous person, not only in terms of strength."

    "what do you mean?"

    "What I mean is that to be recognized by the highly self-esteemed vampires of the Travanian Federation, to be able to negotiate on their behalf with full authority, and to be able to represent the Travanian Federation, in the history in my memory,  This is the first time that a human being has received such permission and recognition, which to a certain extent illustrates his importance and danger."

    "Sohis power is also extremely terrifying and powerful?"

    "There is no doubt about this. For the vampires, even if they have excellent wisdom, they still need enough strength to be recognized. So at this point, we can at least judge that his power has at least reached the level among the vampires.  The standard of the prince. It is also the standard of the top five Knights of the Round Table, so just to kill him alone would probably require at least three Knights of the Round Table, or Wright and Wiltok to join forces, and this is the second best the most important thing is,  You can't be sure"

    "What?" Lancelot asked.

    "You can't be sure. After killing him, will it lead to a war between the Empire and the Federation" Reid rubbed his eyebrows, "This is what I'm worried about."

    It was only then that Lancelot reacted - regardless of the strength of the disappeared visitors from another world and how much combat power it would take to solve and eliminate them, it was only the Cadillac who appeared at the end.  The fact that he can represent the Travanian Federation is enough for people to consider carefully, because no matter whether his value is important to the Travanian Federation, if he dies, he can successfully give the Travanian Federation  If you create a suitable excuse to go to war against the empire, then the Travanian Federation will definitely use this excuse to go to war.

    And although the most troublesome thing is in terms of national strength and military.  The Great British Empire is not afraid of the Travanian Federation, but it is far inferior to the Federation in terms of individual combat power and mobility. In other words, the only one on the entire continent who can restrain the unique blood race of the Travanian Federation  The only country with the single combat power and mobility is the Holy Roman Empire.

    So now even Lancelot understands that even Wright and other visitors from another world, and the visitors from another world who disappeared.  As a king, King Arthur cannot openly declare that the empire is his enemy. Moreover, judging from the king's intention, it is obvious that he is targeting one of the visitors from another world.  Have deep fear.

    "That's it?" Lancelot asked, somewhat unwillingly.

    "Then what else?" Reid was speechless. "Did they do something that harmed the empire? Or did they openly deal with us? Since they didn't and they helped us, then no matter what they do in the future, it's none of our business.  Things, and"

    Reid Hofer's speech slowed down: "And if you really want to ask my opinion, my opinion is that the final direction of this war is not determined by the world, but by them.  Several of them, or it was decided by one person"

    It is not just Reid Hofer who has such a judgment. Another powerful empire, the real ruler of the Holy Roman Empire, Holy Crown Pope Gregor, also has such a judgment, leaving aside the reincarnated Abel.  , this old pope is currently on the highest tower of the Vatican, looking worriedly at the Templar Knights who are training below.

    "What are you worried about?"

    Castine, one of the twelve bishops, asked with some confusion. In his opinion, although on the surface, the Holy Roman Empire has always been at a disadvantage, in fact, whether it is the three major knights, the tribunal, or even  In fact, the ordinary military strength of the Holy Roman Empire was not greatly damaged, but Abel was reincarnated.The hundreds of angels brought at that time, and the subsequent revelation of the reincarnations of those high-level beings, were excellent news for the Holy Roman Catholic Church.

    So at this time, we should be excited and looking forward to it, instead of being so sad and worried.

    "I'm worried that maybe this world is different from the world we thought it was."

    Gregor said so.

    "It's different? Your Majesty the Pope, how should we understand this?"

    "It's nothing, you just do what Lord Abel ordered." Gregor said, "By the way, where is Lord Yanlang who always likes to be alone?"

    "He should be at the Colosseum now."

    "I understand." Gregor said, "Get the carriage ready. I want to pay him a visit."

    In this way, His Majesty the Pope, sitting in an unnoticed carriage, escorted by the elite Templar Knights, arrived at the Colosseum in Rome.

    There is no competition in the arena at this moment, and there is no one. In the huge arena, it is easy to see a lonely person, sitting somewhere in the auditorium, wearing a white priest's robe, but his sitting posture is crooked.  .

    Who dares to wear the white bishop's robe that has been trimmed with gold threads and gold trim and the Holy Cross, but at this point, in a posture that completely violates the regulations of the Holy See, sitting in such an afternoon and in such an arena, the entire Holy Roman Empire, probably  There is only one person.

    The powerful and mysterious visitor from another world, the person closest to God, is Yan Lang.

    Of course, this sentence is closest to God. If someone in the real world or his friends said it, Yanlang would look at him as if he was crazy.

    "What is God? Can it be eaten? Is it delicious?"

    But here, he naturally has to pretend to be a magic stick, but he also lacks a certain interest in some unnecessary things like a magic stick, so at such a critical time, he would rather bask in the sun and wander around here.  Xu, and unwilling to participate in the so-called war.

    "Anyway, in the end, things will just be like that. Everyone has to divide into camps and compete at the Spear of Longinus, so why bother wasting this energy in the front.

    So Yan Lang was sitting there, not knowing what he was looking at or thinking, he was just dangling. If paired with a sun umbrella, it would look like he was bathing on the beach.  Sunbathing tourists are average.

    Of course Gregor didn¡¯t know what beach sunbathing was. He just asked the guards to stop in the distance, and then walked over alone and came to Yanlang¡¯s side.

    "Dear Lord Yanlang." Gregor said this. For this gentleman who suddenly changed his name, Yanlang, which is only two words in Chinese, in Gregor's opinion, is  The awkward pronunciation and combination, and it seemed more like a nickname - he didn't know, but it really was a nickname.

    "Huh? Your Majesty the Pope? You came to me like this, but what's the matter?" Yan Lang raised his head and then sat up straight. This person is the real core hub of the Holy Roman Empire, although it seems that he has been beaten by that person recently.  There are signs that the reincarnated adult has taken his place, but it is not something to be shown off or neglected.

    "I came here this time because I have a personal question and I want to ask Lord Yanlang for advice."

    "you say."

    After seeing the response, Gregor waved his scepter, and an invisible soundproofing spell and a magic that refused to detect surrounded him and the Flame Wolf.  This action of Gregor also made Yanlang somewhat interested, which meant that the questions Gregor wanted to ask may not only be personal, but also involve some interesting questions, such as the relationship with him all the time.  Faith-related, for example, may violate doctrine or be contrary to the interests of the church.

    Yan Lang is very happy and interested in listening to such questions.

    After casting two spells, Gregor looked at Yanlang and asked seriously.

    "Sir, is God still there?"

    Upon hearing this, Yanlang's first reaction was, what kind of question is this But soon, he realized that Gregor's question was not about questioning his belief in "whether God exists or not."  Such a question, he asked, is God still there?

    So he didn¡¯t answer immediately, he just looked at Gregor.

    "Why does the Pope ask this question?"

    "Because I have never heard the voice of God." Gregor said, "Master Yanlang, you are also a person who can communicate with God and use his power. Please tell me, in this world of ours, you  Have you ever heard the voice of God?¡±

    Yanlang shook his head: "No.  "

    "So, if it is not disrespectful, I would like to ask Mr. Abel, is God still there?"

    Yanlang was silent, thinking about how to answer this question, or how to answer to satisfy the pope, or how to answer in order to be the best and greatest benefit to them.

    After pondering for a moment, Yan Lang still wanted to find out more details about the origin of the Pope¡¯s doubts.

    So he asked: "I would like to ask, why is His Majesty the Pope so confused?"
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