Chapter 641: A hot olive branch

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For the Holy See, in the name of God, they have the right to judge anyone for their sins, even the king.

The once peaceful and prosperous Principality of Milistan was destroyed by a decision of the Holy See.

That public resolution determined that the monarch, Archduke Laird, was privately researching extremely evil dark magic, and gave all the righteous parties an excuse for war to form an alliance to jointly crusade.

In the past thousands of years of recorded history, the Holy See and the magic of darkness have always been at odds with each other. Although most of the time, the Holy See relying on the magic of light has the upper hand, the magic of darkness has also brought painful sacrifices and costs to the Holy See.

But now Homa's words are undoubtedly telling him clearly that the Holy See is not really so united and united.

"The adult you mentioned has always been in contact with Norman?"

Wayne asked calmly.

If this is the case, Duke Wenche's Mansion may have already entered the opponent's field of vision.

Homa shook his head calmly, "It may be disrespectful to say this. Lord Norman is not a person who can achieve success, and the person I serve does not dare to have a close relationship with him. It's just that I can rely on a little friendship in the past to be able to make friends with Norman." Mr. Man is just maintaining some limited cooperation."

Wayne frowned upon hearing this, "So you mean, Norman doesn't know who is behind you?"

"That's right." The man didn't hide anything. "People always go further and further on the road of pursuing interests. If we have the same prospects, we can walk side by side. Why should we care about who is taking advantage of whom?"

Houma paused for a moment and then said: "It is precisely because of this that I appear here."

"Benefits... you might as well tell me, what do you want to get from me?"

Under the moonlight, the deep night is separated by the shadow of the trees, and the pale and dark are clearly defined.

From the palm of Wayne's hand, a faint orange light emerged, illuminating a corner of the forest.

Although it is not as gorgeous and holy as light magic, the purest magic elements will still work hard to emit their own light under stimulation.

Reflected by the warm-toned light, the outline of Houma's face seemed to have become a little softer than the cold and hard look just now.

"You don't want to send a signal to the camp guards, do you? I would like to remind you that making extra trouble will not do you any good." His attitude became more cautious.

"I'm not that stupid." Looking around, Wayne used earth elements to create tables and chairs out of thin air, and placed Xiao Bai on the table.

The bare soil surface is suppressed to be very smooth, so you don’t have to worry about dirt stains on your clothes.

"No matter how many times I witness other people's well-timed applications, I sincerely believe that earth magic is the most convenient magic in the wild." Houma admired, but the expression on his face looked a little subtle. "Norman's not dead yet, is he?"

"Maybe." Wayne replied ambiguously.

This is undoubtedly a test. It seems that people from the Holy See have also mastered some secrets related to the inheritance of dark magic.

As long as the shadow seeds are prepared in the successor's body in advance, the negative energy accumulated in the seeds will explode soon after the last dark magician dies.

Even if there is no systematic study in advance, the destructive power produced by the dark magician is enough to make up for the disadvantage of his unfamiliar magic use skills by relying solely on instinct. Ordinary magical elements are powerless against the all-devouring characteristics of dark magic. No matter what element was used before, once the dark magic is awakened, all the original elemental power in the body will be cannibalized by it, becoming a source for it to do whatever it wants. Food for expansion.

Although Wayne can imitate the flow of dark magic to a certain extent and create shadows with similar appearances, the power given by Xiaobai is much more stable than dark magic in nature.

"If I could choose, I actually hope that I am a fire magician." Wayne raised his hand to motion for the other party to take a seat, and said half-seriously: "At least fire looks much cooler than earth magic."

"Then there's nothing we can do about it."

Seeing him taking the initiative to invite, Homa also collected his clothes and obeyed.

Shi sat down opposite Wayne, folding his hands in front of his belly.

"The only beings who can choose their own magic type at will are probably gods."

Is it a god...

Wayne glanced at Xiaobai thoughtfully.

Xiaobai was lying on the table boredly. When he saw him looking at him, he simply closed his eyes, out of sight and out of mind.

"Believe me, you are lucky to see me in advance before the Holy See's trial team takes action." Homa's dark eyes stared at Wayne motionlessly.

After a moment of silence, Wayne asked: "How are they going to track it?"

Homa's words were gentle, but there was an inexplicable chill in them. "His Majesty the Pope has the trust and favor of the gods. In His Majesty the Pope's sincere prayers, the oracle will make everything clear."

The church wielding a big stick in the name of God may make ordinary people frightened and restless, but Wayne does not accept this trick.

"If you are really that powerful, there is no need for you and the adult behind you to come to me and seek death together, right?" He sneered.

Seeing that Wayne was unmoved by this, the smile on his face finally became deeper. "Of course--"

He said coolly: "Our chance lies in the fact that His Majesty the Pope cannot and does not dare to ask God's decree easily."

Wayne couldn't help but feel his heart sink.

No way, is this Pope really a villain?

More than anything else, his first concern was the villain's tendency to do whatever it takes to achieve his goals, regardless of right or wrong, let's take a bite first. Once faced with such a person, it is very likely that he will fight to the death. He has nothing to do with it, but the Wenche family has a great business. If they are taught to set fire to it, it will not be long before Laird's public betrayal and separation will happen again.

His Majesty the King seems to trust Duke Elliot on the surface, but the power held by several big nobles has always been the King's innermost concern. If there is an opportunity to legitimately split up and eradicate the power controlled by the Wenche family, His Majesty the King, and even some of the family's long-standing political opponents, will certainly not refuse.

"The Holy See will soon face the deadline to reorganize the College of Cardinals. At such a critical moment, it is always easy for everyone to take drastic measures to solve problems." Homa took off the high hat on his head and placed it lightly in his hands. Play between.

"So, please don't make a mistake."

Compared with the pope, who nominally holds the highest status, the Council of Cardinals is the real core of power in the church. In decisions within the Holy See, as long as it can obtain the support of a majority of the members of the Council of Cardinals, even the personal opinion of the Pope cannot compete with it.

Therefore, for any pope, trying to win the most seats in the Council of Cardinals is often the first step to taking power. This is more important than the illusory "god's favor".