The cardinal stiffened, and then one head became two big.

He had heard of the rules of Westwind City. There must not be mutual exclusion between religions here, and those who disagree must get rid of them.

The Dark Vatican does not want to lose the populous land of Westwind City, and must accept the rules laid down by Robb and preach without affecting other beliefs.

He frowned and thought for a while, and then whispered: "Increasing manpower, we also open classes, teach people to read, read the "Dark Bible" aloud, we can do the same things that the New Light Vatican can do, and we must not let the cat people be robbed. go."

No. 8 thought to himself: If you do this, you may fall into the calculations of God’s father. He will not want more people to teach the people literacy for free. Anyway, the believers of the New Bright Holy See will be snatched away. He doesn't care either. In his opinion, he is not interested in managing the affairs of the Holy See at all. What he wants to care about is the spirit and soul of the people, whether they can develop healthily and upward.

At this time, the cardinal finally saw the legendary man. He had blond hair, was very handsome, and had a standard body. The whole person was as good-looking as a work of art, and he couldn't pick out the flawed perfect body shape. I can't even see an extra mole on my body, and I don't know how God gave birth to such a perfect person.

But the clothes he wore were very sloppy. The priest's clothes were messy, and he was sitting casually. He was holding a Man's picture book in his hand, and he was reading and laughing like a sand sculpture.

Is this person the insanely strong Godafather in the legend? I really can't see it!

However, the cardinal is not a fool. He lived in his 50s and climbed to the position he is now. He has long known the truth that a person is not good for appearances, and that sea water is not for good. He will not simply judge whether a person is strong or weak based on his appearance. , That's a mistake that only underexperienced children can make.

He walked up to Robb with a serious attitude and smiled and said: "The actual master of Westwind City, Father of God, hello! I come from the Lost City and I am the cardinal of the Dark Vatican."

The identity of the cardinal is really high, and it is completely qualified to speak on an equal footing with a lord, and even some small lords have to speak to the cardinal in a low voice.

So he was quite confident in what he said.

Robb put down the Man picture book on his hand and smiled, "Oh, welcome to Westwind Town. I heard Elsie said you are here just now, but I am busy with government affairs, so I had to ask Elsie to take you there first. Go around the city and take a tour, you won’t mind, do you?"

The cardinal said: "Of course I don't mind. I have learned a lot from this visit. I didn't expect Westwind City to be so powerful and it opened my eyes."

Robb glanced at Elsie, who was standing next to him, and thought, Elsie really understood what I meant by letting him to receive him, showing the enemy to be strong, and strangling the enemy's cautious thinking of making trouble in the cradle stage.

He said to the cardinal: "I don't like to go around corners, just be straight. You came to see me in Xifeng Town this time, what is the matter?"

The cardinal said: "This is what happened. Not long ago, the Norma Kingdom launched a conspiracy against my dark Holy See. I think you have also heard some news after this raid. My dark Holy See suffered a lot from this raid. The loss was huge. Fortunately, a cutting-edge warship of Her Majesty the Queen happened to be moored in the shipyard of the Lost City. Under the hastily challenge, with the help of powerful strength, he drove the Norma Kingdom fleet away, but then it was unimaginable."

Robb said: "Oh, I know a little bit about this."

The cardinal said: "Of course we can't make a big loss for nothing without expressing it. Therefore, my church now intends to declare war on the Norma Kingdom. Although the strength of my Dark Church is far inferior to the Norma Kingdom and the Light Church, I can't be in awe. Weak. So... we want to order a battleship from you, the same steel battleship the last time."

Robb: "Wow, come to me to buy a boat."

The cardinal said: "Yes, to put it simply is to buy a ship. We also know that this type of ship is expensive to build, and after it is built, it must be transported to the sea by a strategic-level portal, which must cost a lot of money. , Ordinary bishops do not have the authority to deal with such a big matter, so His Majesty the Pope specially sent me to deal with it."

"Are you all considering how much money to spend?" Robb smiled: "I haven't asked if I want to sell it."

The cardinal thought to himself: I heard that you are the most greedy for money, and most like others to find work for your craftsmen, why would you not want to sell it?

Of course, what he said on the surface was: "We are willing to pay more, 20% more than the one ordered by Her Majesty the Queen."

Add 20%, the price is really not high!

The poor lady queen asked Robb to buy things, and she patted Robb on the table in the crystal ball to lower the price, but the dark Vatican was rich in wealth and directly raised 20% from the beginning.

Of course, this does not mean that the Dark Vatican is richer than the Queen. It is just that the Queen wants to manage the entire country. There are more places to spend money. She can't use all the money to buy warships regardless, but the Dark Vatican But they don’t need to worry about people’s livelihood, national development, education and culture. They only need to spend money to make themselves stronger.

Robb looked up at the sky...

At this time, the sky was dark, and there was already a moon in the sky slowly shining up.

After watching for several seconds, Robb lowered his head and smiled: "Sorry, I can't sell this ship to you."

"Huh?" The cardinal was shocked: "Why?"

Robb smiled and said: "If you want trains and TV panels, I will sell you immediately, but battleships and tanks won't work."

The cardinal immediately understood: "Don't sell weapons?"

"Exactly!" Robb said with a smile: "Weapons, falling in the hands of good people are good things to protect the home and the country, but falling in the hands of bad people is a big killer, which will cause charcoal. I have to treat everybody. A weapon made by me is responsible."

"We are good people," said the cardinal.

Robb looked at him, not talking, whether it was good or bad, he didn't need to argue with him, let him think about it.

The cardinal looked at his eyes. After a few seconds, he understood that people did not regard himself as a good person. Well, in fact, he also knew that he was not a good person. Isn't it clear?

However, he doesn't care about the term "good people" either. In his opinion, Robb is also a ruler and a high-level person. It is impossible for him to care about the good or bad of his business as he said. After all, it's an exchange of interests.

"You sold a battleship to Her Majesty the Queen." The cardinal said: "We, the Dark Vatican and the Queen belong together. Of course it is possible to sell it to us."