"Don't you all think that there is really a transcendent who can control superpowers just after awakening? And he even killed Xue Tianlin. According to our post-mortem investigation in the Church of Morning Embrace, Xue Tianlin should have no resistance The ability is erased."

Aston lay lazily on the sofa, without looking at the oil paintings hanging on the wall, and analyzed on his own.

"So I think this plan is stupid. It was exposed as early as seven years ago. It's just that the Church of Morning Embrace is waiting for someone to take the bait. In fact, not a single civilian in Defias was killed in this incident. , isn't it?"

Speaking of this, Aston smiled, "Oh, I almost forgot, it seems that when the Death Note was just brought over, I killed a bad luck ghost."

"Impossible, the church is full of loyal believers, and no one will betray Yongye."

There is an oil painting of a house with an opening, and the old wooden door in the speaking room opens and closes like a mouth.

Aston sneered, "Church of Morning Embrace thinks so too."

"Senior Sin, you have passed!"

The oil painting of a middle-aged woman spoke coldly, calling out the other party's job title in the church.

Aston stood up, and the light from the top shone on his handsome face. Even though he was over fifty years old, he only had a few forehead lines, and there was an intoxicating maturity about him. The young girl is heartbroken for it. .

Holding the wine glass, he turned around in a circle, like a master performing on stage, but his eyes were full of sarcasm, "How arrogant is it to think that there will never be any problems inside?"

He looked around at the oil paintings hanging on the wall, "If the news really didn't leak out, how would you explain the outcome of this incident?"

There was a moment of silence in the hall. After a long time, the oil painting of the house said, "...What about the second possibility?"

Aston sat back on the sofa and shrugged, "It's just bad luck."

"bad luck?"

Those "oil paintings" were puzzled and frowned thousands of miles away.

"Literally, the Church of Morning Embrace really discovered a new genius, and they themselves didn't know that the transcendent named Lu Chen would be so strong. Everything was just a mistake, but the probability of this is very low."

Aston explained.

The oil painters understood the deep meaning of each other's words this time. If Lu Chen was the only one, it might really be a coincidence that their Yongye Church had a bad luck once.

But accompanied by Lu Chen is a night watchman whose strength has reached the quasi-special level. According to the data, the other party is a veteran night watchman. Does the Church of Morning Embrace not know her strength?

This is obviously unlikely, so this is probably a long-planned plan by the Church of Morning Embrace, waiting for them to take the bait.

Aston's youngest son, Clementine, was so unlucky to bump into it.

"We need to recycle the Death Note. It has been promoted to a super-secret item. It is placed in the Church of Morning Embrace. It will cause us a lot of trouble."

The oil painting of a middle-aged woman opened her mouth.

"Recycling? Are we going to break into the capital?"

Another oil painting said.

"No, there is no need to do this, because the transcendent named Lu Chen has not handed in the death note, and it is still on him. According to the informant, he is leaving for the capital today."

Said the armored knight oil painting.

Aston sat on the sofa, savoring the liquid in the glass, without expressing his opinion.

After a while, when all the oil paintings fell silent, he said slowly: "If the Death Note were in our hands, the Morning Embrace Church would feel anxious, but in their hands, it doesn't matter at all. Since the previous plan has failed, There is no need to continue to be persistent, it would be too arrogant to treat everyone in the Chenyong Church as fools."

The oil paintings were silent for a while, and finally the oil painting of the house said, "If you don't mind."

What he meant was that it was your son who died in the incident and had nothing to do with us.

And the Death Note, as Aston said, is of little use to the Church of Morning Embrace, because they don't know the real names and appearances of the members of the Church of Eternal Night.

The enemy is in the clear and we are in the dark. This is the natural advantage of the Church of Eternal Night.

Even though the faces of some important figures in the Eternal Night Church are known by the Morning Embrace Church, they don't know the real names of those important figures. Secondly, those important figures are not afraid of the Death Note at all.

If Chris Aston, one of the seven Sin Archbishops of the Eternal Night Church, the Arrogant Sin Archbishop, doesn't mind, this matter can be put aside.

After all, for the series of actions they are about to carry out, the matter with Defias is really just a trivial matter.

It's a pity that Xue Tianlin died, but a dead person is worthless.

"There should be other things to discuss in today's meeting, right?"

Aston's voice was flat, as if he really didn't mind his stupid son dying outside.

"The church has already found the location of the guardian of the inheritance. His Holiness the Pope means that this time it is up to you to save your family's gaffe."

The armored knight oil painting said.

"Oh? You should be clear, after letting me go for a trip, I found out that it was the result of a pretense, right?"

Aston's voice dropped.

"You can't make a mistake this time, otherwise the Pope won't let you make a move."

The oil painting of the armored knight said lightly, "What you should worry about is not running empty, but the guarding force there."

Aston put down his wine glass with an inexplicable smile on his face.

...

Under the night, the brightly lit city is like a lighthouse on the earth.

There are many tall Gothic buildings, and the wide road is full of traffic. Every gentleman walking on the road is well-dressed and polite.

The girls occasionally got off the carriage, and the old housekeepers in deacon uniforms stood upright and helped the girls get off the carriage.

They wore long silk skirts, embellished with lace patterns, and the corners of the skirts smelled of fragrance, and their every move carried the elegance of a lady.

Because of the leylines, the city is warm in winter and cool in summer. From time to time, white doves fly by among tall buildings and neighbors, which becomes a landscape in the night.

This is the holy city, the royal capital of the Sistine Empire, the center of imperial power, and a gathering place of complete prosperity.

Some people say that in this city, don’t underestimate anyone. Maybe the ordinary old man sitting next to you drinking tea and reading the newspaper in the breakfast restaurant you often go to is a certain Duke.

It is also said that in this city, you are always on the go.

Boys with excellent grades were admitted to several colleges in the holy city from other places, full of ambitions, and wanted to become the master of the city.

The girls work hard to dress themselves up. They study every day how to make their bodies better and their faces more attractive. They pay attention to their accents and learn various etiquettes, so that they can become duchesses one day.

Adult men are busy with work, nobles maintain complex social circles, and noble ladies are thinking about how to hold a successful salon.

From the east gate of the holy city, a carriage slowly drove in, and the noisy and prosperous atmosphere rushed from the five senses, making the big girl sitting in the carriage open the curtain and look out.

This is a carriage arranged by the Diocese of Noah Province. It is drawn by Ekazin. The decoration was originally considered gorgeous in Ocalan City, but it looks ordinary on this road.

The shops on both sides of the road were classically decorated, no one came out to solicit customers, and well-dressed men and women came in and out on both sides of the street, telling their humorous jokes.

The big girl from the "countryside" was stunned. Looking at the city that was still bright under the night, she felt like she had come to the castle in the illusion.

Every twenty miles on both sides, there is a pillar with a row of large kerosene lamps hanging on it, and the same lights are burning inside and outside the doors of the shops.

As a girl who used to be reluctant to turn on a lamp even to study at night, Lu Lin was surprised by the luxury in the holy city.

No wonder the capital is also known as the city that never sleeps. It is bright at any time, and the people here always have all-night revelers.

Looking into the distance, there is a wall in the center of the city, in which stands a tall white castle. Lu Lin swears that when she saw this castle in the textbook, she never thought it would be so majestic and magnificent.

And in the area to the left of the center, there is also a Gothic cathedral, which is much larger than that of Ocalan City, and the height of the building even faintly covers the castle in the center of the city.

Lu Lin looked at the ladies walking around in the street, wearing long lace skirts and buckskin high heels, with elegant gaits, and looked at herself in the goose yellow sarong, feeling a little ashamed.

Lu Chen didn't sit in the car, but sat outside the car with Leng Yue, observing the ancient city.

The Sistine Empire has been in power for 1,300 years, and the capital has not been moved during this period. This is a real holy city with a thousand years of prosperity and faith.

Not only is it the center of imperial power, but it is also a place of pilgrimage for all believers of the Goddess of Morning Embrace, because there is an inscription that is said to be left by the goddess herself in the headquarters of the Church of Morning Embrace.

On the street, Lu Chen and Leng Yue were undoubtedly freaks in the eyes of many people driving the car.

For no gentleman would employ two coachmen, and no gentleman would sit outside a carriage with his legs dangling in mid-air, which would be unseemly.

But no one would point fingers at Lu Chen and the others, because that would be disrespectful.

Just like that, Lu Chen drove all the way to the magnificent church on the left side of the center of the city while some people watched him curiously and doubtfully.

Roughly, the area of ​​the church including the square should be more than 100 square miles, which is comparable to the area of ​​some small towns.

In addition to the main church, there are several buildings in the forest, belonging to various "departments" of the Morning Embrace Church

At the gate of the square, next to First Avenue, a silver-haired man in a gray suit was standing there waiting.

Seeing the badge on his chest, many passers-by changed their expressions slightly and quickened their pace to leave.

The man's face was expressionless, and he turned a blind eye to the eyes of the people around him.

It wasn't until the carriage stopped in front of the square that the man showed a warm smile, "Mr. Lu, welcome to the capital."

Some people in Morning Embrace Square looked at this side, and those who knew Helen had surprise flashing in their eyes.

This is a lunatic from the Inquisition, would he treat others so politely?

And the person sitting in that carriage was also very strange, why did he have two drivers?

Looking at the people here, waiting curiously for the owner in the carriage to show up, wanting to know what kind of person the mysterious "Mr. People greet.

The man in the black windbreaker jumped down from the carriage and lifted the curtain. Many people held their breath, wanting to see who the important person was.

The black-haired oriental man stretched out his hand like a housekeeper, and stretched out a white hand from inside the curtain, grasping the rock-solid arm, and a woman in a light-yellow sarong got out of the car.

This caused question marks to appear in many people's eyes. She was clearly a country woman, she didn't have any noble aura on her body, and when she got out of the car, she just supported her and jumped off. She was extremely rude. Is this a big shot?

No, before that, she was a woman, how could she be a husband?

After Lu Lin stood firm, Lu Chen asked Leng Yue to "stop the car" aside, and went forward to shake Helen's hand.

Until this time, those who paid attention to this side in the square realized that this driver was the real "Mr. Lu"

"Sorry, waited a long time?"

On the way of transit, Lu Chen passed by a small town, and heard from Lu Lin that there were some delicious snacks there, so he delayed for a while.

Originally, they should have arrived at the holy city before nightfall.

"I just 'off work' too, and I just waited here for ten minutes."

As Helen said, she kissed Lu Lin's hand, which made Lu Lin not used to it for a while, and forgot all the etiquette she had learned in the seminary.

In order to alleviate the embarrassment, Helen smiled and introduced herself: "This beautiful lady must be Miss Lu Lin. Hello, I am Lu Chen's colleague. You can call me Helen."

Because of the particularity of their work, they rarely report their full names to others.

After the events of the Death Note, this certain concealment proved necessary.

"Hello, Chen... Please take care of my younger brother."

Lu Lin regained consciousness~lightnovelpub.net~ replied unnaturally.

Helen also realized Lu Lin's nervousness, changed the subject, and invited: "Mr. Lu, please follow me."

Leng Yue had already parked the carriage and came to Lu Chen's side. They needed the records of the previous kings.

Several people walked through Morning Embrace Square all the time, because Lu Lin was just an ordinary person, they didn't walk very fast, and they walked for more than ten minutes before arriving at the gate of the main church.

At this time, there was a blond nun standing in front of the door, with a soft smile on her face, "Miss Lu, please come and rest with me first."

Lu Lin glanced at her younger brother, and left with Lu Chen after seeing Lu Chen nodding, knowing that some of the following matters might involve a confidentiality agreement.

"Do we need to see His Majesty the Pope?"

Lu Chen asked, in fact, he was quite curious about the only two angel-level powerhouses in the Church of Morning Embrace, and wanted to see what level they were.

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