In the end, this temporary team broke up unhappy.
Alex stated very resolutely that he disdained being associated with a nobleman who lay on the bodies of civilians to suck blood, and left with a gesture of resignation. Looking at his very dedicated performance, Wayne just sneered.
Regardless of whether he truly believed it or was just acting in front of others, the money to build this so-called "heaven on earth" for the Holy See did not come with strong winds. The Holy See’s exquisite and luxurious decorations and buildings, its branches and manpower throughout the continent, which one does not require financial support?
The Holy See has a strong influence in many countries across the continent, and the money and power transactions involved behind it are only a thousand times greater than those of Qingxi Academy.
Wherever there are people, there will be fights. The gods may have no desires or demands, but the people who speak for the gods are not.
It was a little unpleasant, but fortunately Camille didn't mind too much about the conflict between Wayne and Alex, and still acted as a tour guide for him and Tasia very attentively, taking them around.
"Camille-san, you are such a warm-hearted and honest person! Thank you for your hospitality."
Wayne thanked her politely.
Ask yourself, when they went to Qingxi Academy, I had never received them so attentively. Every time, I would leave immediately after doing the superficial work.
But this girl not only did not think that she was perfunctory with the Holy See exchange group, but she was always concerned about her situation along the way and came forward to save herself many times.
This is really... so kind.
Wayne reflected for a second, and it seemed that he still had room for improvement in his treatment of others.
Camille paused after hearing this and seemed to respond a little reluctantly. "It's nothing, it's what I should do."
"No, no, no, there is nothing in this world that should or should not be done. If you do good to others, you should be thanked. There is no need to refuse. If you are free, Tasia and I will invite you to dinner... Oh no, the church seems to be a big pot of rice. , you can't order by yourself." Wayne's disappointment was palpable.
Tasia thought she could make a roundabout way: "But it shouldn't be difficult to find an opportunity to borrow baking tools privately, right? How about we make some desserts and cookies together and give them to Camille."
"Baking..."
Although there is a special dessert class in the academy, and Wayne doesn't know how to do it, but doing it with Tasia is really not a show of shame.
"I do prefer desserts..." Camille finally couldn't help but ask, "But, Tasia-san, are you very close to Wayne-san?"
She didn't have the courage to look at the expressions of the two people, so she couldn't observe their first reactions when they heard this question.
It was only after two seconds passed that the air seemed to be stagnant that Wayne responded in a very natural tone: "Of course we are very close! Tasia, I, and Chris are all very good friends."
"but--"
But Tasia is a civilian, isn’t she?
If it were as if the young master and young lady of the Duke's family were just living in a fairy tale, they could become "very good friends" with a common girl so easily——
So, what does it mean that I tried my best to get close to them but couldn't because I thought I was humble?
She tried hard to hide her strange reaction, but the hand hanging on one side was tightly clenched into a fist.
…
It's really ridiculous. A guy who usually takes advantage of his family background to act unscrupulously and bullies himself. In order to humiliate himself, ordinary people who can only study step by step, he even has to bring a dog to study in a holy place considered by believers. Lords of the Holy See, Tasia, the favored person of God who is known as the star of tomorrow, would rather trample on the bottom line and reputation of the Holy See to cover up his evil deeds.
The more Alex thought about it, the more annoyed he became. He angrily kicked the tree trunk next to him, causing a few stray leaves to fall from the tall tree.
He admitted that he was indeed not talented enough in magic learning. But, is it just because of this that we have to watch the future of the Holy See slip into the abyss of flattering the nobles? He must not allow it!
suddenly thought of something
, he turned around and walked quickly in the direction of the Cardinal Academy.
Inside the Cardinal's Court.
This is the highest decision-making body of the Holy See. All orders, even the Pope's edicts, must be issued with the permission of the Council of Cardinals.
There are twenty-one official seats for cardinals, but only thirteen are stationed in the Holy See and handle daily affairs, while the remaining eight are posted in major dioceses. In addition, there are several cardinal-elects. Although the cardinal-elects also have the status of cardinals, they do not enjoy seats in the Council of Cardinals, nor do they enjoy rights such as papal election.
In one of the inconspicuous rooms, Smith was reporting the work of his trip alone to the Archbishop of the Holy See.
"The current power struggle in the Kingdom of St. Lornes is very fierce. The king and the nobles have conflicts from time to time, and there are turbulent undercurrents between each other, but they only maintain a superficial calm. In addition, His Royal Highness Crown Prince Richard is about to come of age, and he has always been quite popular in the outside world. He is well-known and loved, and he will soon join this beast-fighting game as an influential figure."
In addition to the regular reporting content, Smith also expressed his observations and judgments on the situation in Lownes.
"Over the years, the Royal Cathedral of St. Lornes has developed very effectively under the leadership of Bishop Willard. It not only has good relations with the nobles, but also has great appeal among the lower class civilians and remote areas." Speaking of this, he I couldn't help but glance at the Bursar who was standing by the window looking out. "It's just that Bishop Willard doesn't want the church to get involved in the royal struggle and asked me to convey his opinions on his behalf."
The Bursar of the Holy See is an old man with a cold expression. Although the years have left deep wrinkles on his face, it can still be judged from the temperament around him that he must have been a handsome and prosperous person when he was young.
"He is still so innocent." The Bursar's voice was low, and there was no hint of emotion or anger.
"Willard has always been like this, but if he hadn't been like this, he wouldn't have been able to devote himself wholeheartedly to the cause of the church," Smith said.
"You admire him?"
Bishop Smith took a deep breath and seemed to be briefly immersed in a certain memory. After a while, he replied: "Naturally."
"I have taken care of many people. Although some people have been with each other for a long time and some have only met briefly in class, he is a very good child. I knew it from the first time I saw him. "
He wanted to continue saying something, but then there was a gentle knock on the door.
Smith's brows furrowed, showing dissatisfaction. Although this is just an ordinary temporary meeting room rather than an exclusive office, and he did not ask anyone to guard the door for him, generally speaking, no one would dare to break in and disturb him.
"Is Mr. Smith inside? I have something very important to report." A young man's voice came from outside the door.
He was about to have a fit and reprimand him, but the Bursar stopped him: "Let him in."
