After listening to the conversation between the two.
The priest touched Cesare's head and said, "Let's deal with these matters slowly in the future. Your friend's life seems to be at least not in danger."
Cesare also understands better that he can't protect himself at the moment, let alone care about other people's affairs.
So he told Sandino, "Wait for me in the school first. I'll probably be back in a few days." Sandino smiled bitterly, "It seems like I can't help you with what you're facing now." busy."
Cesare gave Sandino a big hug, "Don't worry, brother, I will definitely come back as soon as possible."
Then he followed the priest's footsteps and walked towards the church.
Sandino hesitated for a while, but still failed to follow Cesare and ran wildly in the opposite direction. He knew that he also had something to do.
Although it is already midnight, the lights in the San Carlo Academy are still brightly lit, and the teachers are nervously counting the number of students. After all, these young masters are all the proud sons of God, and if any one of them has a problem, they are not their own responsibility. Affordable.
At the same time, parents of students from cities thousands of miles apart are constantly coming to pick up their children at the school gate. Each noble family has its own intelligence channel.
The noble nobles all knew what happened. Even if the children sent here were not important figures in each family, they did not want to have anything to do with these things, so they quickly sent someone to pick up their children.
Even if the lower-ranking nobles didn't know what happened, they still heard some rumors from the lords they were loyal to.
Cesare looked at the busy campus and followed the priest's footsteps into the auditorium where classes usually took place. The two walked through the corridor and past the classroom.
Everyone, whether they knew each other or not, seemed to have no time to stop and say hello, and passed each other in a hurry.
Finally, Cesare and the priest stopped in front of the dean's door. Father Istvan thought for a moment, pretended to straighten his clothes, and knocked slowly on the door.
"The door is unlocked, come in." A lazy voice in the room replied.
Father Istvan opened the door and saw a middle-aged man lying half on a chair with his back to the door and his feet on the window sill. His leather shoes were particularly dazzling in the moonlight.
"Cesare, you must have many questions to ask me." Although the man's face could not be seen, from the reflection in the moonlight, he could be seen shaking the wine glass.
Father Stephen sighed, "Lian, we haven't seen each other for so many years, and you're still so careless."
When Dean Lian heard this voice, he immediately stood up and turned to look at the priest who spoke.
"Istvan? Is that you?"
Father Istvan seemed to be an old acquaintance with the Dean of Academic Affairs. "At that time, Richelieu told me that you were the Dean of Academic Affairs of this school. I didn't quite believe it. I didn't expect that it was really you. How could he send you here... …”
Li An scratched his head, "Well...it's a long story. Why is this kid with you?"
Cesare looked at everything in front of him and felt that his brain was lacking oxygen. Why was the priest so familiar with the dean of his school? The two seemed to have known each other for a long time.
Rian saw Cesare's dilemma, "Cesare, let's get acquainted again, Major Rian Williams of the Inquisition Bureau, is currently... your dean of academic affairs."
Cesare didn't know how to reply, so he could only say stupidly, "Hello, director..."
Father Istvan coughed twice and interrupted the awkward conversation, "Why is he so worried about Cesare? And he specially sent you to watch him?"
Lian smiled and said, "Father, you know that the Pope has no right to transfer the Inquisition Bureau."
Hearing this, Cesare was shocked. Could it be that the person who was interested in him or had been spying on him was actually the Pope?
He had only heard this name in casual conversations among his classmates. He had never seen it once in so many years. Cesare felt that the Pope would usually only appear in Florence or some big cities and colleges.
In a small place like Carlius, I am afraid that the Pope will never come to it once in his life.
"So those old guys can't sit still?"
"Father, don't say that. I'm just here to see this child, and it won't... have any impact on him. Are you right, Cesare?" Rian waved his hand.
Cesare lowered his head and said nothing.
Lian smiled, then turned to look at the priest, "Why did I startle you?"
Father Stephen thought for a while and seemed to have made up his mind, "Prepare a carriage for me. This child and I will go back to Feilengcui with you."
"Oh? Are you finally planning to return to the Holy See?" Lian's smile made Cesare feel indescribably weird.
"Let's talk about it when we see him." After saying that, Father Istvan took Cesare's hand and left the room...
Time went back to half an hour before Cesare returned to school, and Anya had already arrived at the school by then.
In order to avoid unnecessary misunderstandings with the patrolling security guards, Anya did not choose to enter through the main entrance, but skillfully climbed through the lower fence into the school's flowers.
Anya has walked this route countless times before, so it is safe and saves time.
The moon gradually climbed into the dark sky and cast soft moonlight, illuminating the quiet courtyard.
The College of San Carlo was surprisingly quiet at night. If it had not yet been time to close the dormitories at this time, there should not be even half a person in the college. Some special astronomy courses and alchemy courses should not have ended yet. .
But at this time, all the teaching buildings in the school had become dark. Except for the street lamps standing like ghosts everywhere in the school, there was nothing that looked like a living person.
The garden in the courtyard is decorated like a dream by the moonlight, and the fountain emits a soft sound of water. Various flowers and plants exuded a faint fragrance, and the breeze gently blew the petals off. Only the figure of a red-haired girl walked quickly through it...
At this time, Sandino was staying in his dormitory. Due to unknown reasons, the San Carlo School had advanced the closing time of the school. All students must return to their dormitories after sunset and are not allowed to leave without permission.
Sandino's bedroom is for two people. The square house is more like a large box than a residence, with simple decoration and the most basic facilities.
Two beds for people to rest and a desk for studying form the main body of the room.
This is the least expensive bedroom in the College of San Carlo, and it is also the only room that Sandino, as a child of a baron, can afford.
