13 Mink Street

Karen, who was sitting at the bottom, looked at Derius, who was sitting in the middle of the negotiating table on the upper side, and the image of him clutching the collar of his father, the Bishop of Berne, questioning how dare he doubt his loyalty to order emerged in his mind. A picture of him being tormented by the space worm in his body and clinging to the wall also emerged.

For a moment, Karen couldn't tell which one was the real him.

Perhaps, the high-level officials of the God of Kosmos couldn't be sure about this, otherwise there would be no intentional poisoning.

Siti got the wrong location coordinates, so who provided the wrong coordinates?

Karen bent his back a bit, and chose a more comfortable position for himself on the chair. Fortunately, he didn't need to really think about it, and he didn't have to make any decisions on his own, anyway, he wasn't the first one. As a member of the Seven Knights, it was not him who was trapped in that space, so he could put aside his anxiety and troubles and simply appreciate the confrontation.

This is more exciting than a drama. After all, a drama needs a script, but reality is often naked.

Sure enough, after the two sides experienced a brief silence, the negotiation continued.

But today's negotiations lost a lot of gunpowder compared to yesterday's. Everyone really started to bargain one by one, and took each one seriously. There was no excitement yesterday, but the professionalism has improved a lot.

It's even hard to imagine what kind of mentality these professional people used to forcefully quarrel and spit and roll up their sleeves yesterday.

It's just that it hurts Xie Yao and Fanny, they really don't like this solemn and rigorous atmosphere, and they began to doze off again after a while.

Karen took out the notebook he brought, and wrote and drew from time to time, which was not counted as taking records, because he probably wouldn’t look at the things written on it in the future, and maybe even this notebook would not be read after check-out. It will also be left in the room and forgotten to take away;

But this is more atmospheric and substituting.

As the negotiations progressed, time kept passing. At noon, Xie Cai and Fan Ni woke up from their sleep. They went to the bathroom to eat and then came back to take a nap again.

After three o'clock in the afternoon, Karen obviously felt hungry. It wasn't the hunger from his stomach, but he found that his brain was a little lax and couldn't concentrate so effectively.

The negotiation was really exciting, and I was fascinated by it.

Karen took off her coat, and put Fanny's black windbreaker on herself. It was a neutral style, and Karen wouldn't think it was inappropriate to wear it.

He got up and went to the bathroom. After taking a few steps, Karen felt a little heavy on his feet. The clothes were so heavy.

Coming to the door of the bathroom, Karen took out beef and orange juice from the lining. The beef is similar to stewed beef, and the taste of Wien sauce is a bit strong, but people will ignore the shortcomings of food when they are hungry.

"I didn't bring anything to eat. Who knew it would turn out like this. I thought there would be a banquet at noon. The banquet hall is already ready!" This was Leon's voice.

"Damn it, these Pamirese guys are really difficult to deal with. They dare to bite us back. They should be killed directly." This is the voice of Laurel.

"Now it's not a question of whether to kill them or not. They are actually not that important, and they themselves know that they are not that important, but now it is still a question of my face."

"Elder Siti and Seventh..."

"Shut up, the elders of the temple are also the ones you and I can talk about?"

Karen, who was gnawing on the beef, looked at Leon and Laurey who came to wash their faces. Similarly, they were also looking at Karen, to be precise, at the large piece of beef in Karen's hand.

The two men licked their lips together. You know, because the meeting ended too late last night, they got up too late this morning. They didn't even have time to eat breakfast. They planned to solve it together at the noon banquet, but who knew that the banquet would also be ruined.

"Give me a little, quickly, give me a little." Leon unceremoniously approached Karen and urged him.

"Yes, yes, yes, give me a little too, give me a little." Laurel also followed.

"I've eaten this," Karen said.

"I don't mind," Leon said.

"I don't mind either." Laurel reached out to grab the beef in Karen's hand.

"But I don't mind." Karen took two steps back to avoid the two of them.

"Wow, you can't do this!" Leon urged.

"You ate our bread and milk yesterday, friend, you can't be so heartless."

"I mean, I still have it here."

Karen reached into the pocket of the windbreaker and took out a bag of wrapped roast chicken and sausages wrapped in plastic paper.

"How much?" Leon asked, "I mean, enough to share?"

"Enough for the two of you to eat together."

Laurel immediately said: "Then we can't eat here, let's go to the storage room there."

"Yes, go there."

There is a storage room deeper in the aisle, in which tables and chairs are neatly stacked, which is prepared for the conference hall, and the space is not very large.

A table was placed in the middle, and Karen placed the food in the windbreaker on it. The three of them sat on a chair, and began to gobble it up.

Leon gnawed on the chicken leg and said: "When you entered the conference hall with that son of God, I saw the bloated trench coats of the two women beside you, and I still laughed in my heart because you were frightened by hunger. I didn't know that it was already noon. arranged a banquet;

Who knew that the idiot turned out to be me in the end? "

Laurel immediately said, "It's all the fault of the Pamires sect guys. Today should have been a day when the negotiations were successfully concluded and a celebration banquet was held at noon. Now, judging by the rhythm, the evening may continue until the early morning."

Leon looked at the food piled up on the table and said, "These are enough for the three of us to have another dinner."

Karen nodded and said, "My two companions still have a windbreaker over there. These belong to the three of us."

"Yeah, so this time I can't stand at the door of the bathroom to eat. When the time comes, those hungry people will stare at you. You're really embarrassed not to give it to them."

Finally, the three of them were full and leaned back on their chairs, letting out a long sigh of relief.

From conversations at the previous meal, Karen learned that Laurel's grandfather was also a bishop.

Therefore, the two of them can spend more time hanging out without worrying about being found and leaving a bad impression.

In fact, Karen didn't have much of a problem. He was a security officer, and no one would suddenly come down to find him, but Karen actually wanted to go in early and continue to observe the negotiation process.

It's just that seeing these two serious negotiating delegation assistants are still fishing here, it seems a bit inappropriate for me to be so active as a bodyguard.

With one hand on his stomach and the other hand holding a chicken bone and picking his teeth, Laurie let out a long sigh:

"In the past year, there has been a lot of bad news about God's religion, alas."

This scene is very familiar to Karen. After eating and drinking enough, they began to talk about important matters.

But chatting between these two people is different from other people's nonsense, they can know more things.

Leon echoed: "Everyone knows that the situation is undergoing some changes. There are also some problems within my teaching. A while ago, a judge used the corpse of an ordinary girl to gather resentment to refine a weapon spirit. It's really ridiculous."

"Yeah, it was revealed in public, which made us so ashamed."

"It was revealed by Vicole, ha ha."

"You really think he did it? That guy is an idiot just like his grandfather!" Laurel taunted Vicole unceremoniously.

Leon turned to look at Karen, and asked, "Vicole, do you know him?"

"do not know."

"When you see him, stay away from him. That guy has a brain problem." Laurel pointed to his forehead. "They all have brain problems, and they eat too badly. That kid used to want to curry favor with us and want to get along with us." Play together, but we don't bring him, being with him seems to be out of class."

It turned out that Vicole had this image in the circle of young masters, obviously being marginalized and excluded.

Reminiscent of the time when he said that his grandfather was a bishop with a slightly raised corner of his mouth in front of his face, Karen also felt that there was something wrong with this person's mind.

In addition, it's no wonder that when he held a meeting in his jurisdiction, his grandfather came to "support" himself. It seems that his grandfather is not very popular in the bishop circle of York City, and no one is willing to come to help him set up a stage, so he can only insist On the scalp.

"The gods are about to wake up. Similar news is flying all over the sky. It seems that every church has corresponding actions. Haha, to be honest, I am looking forward to it." Laurel licked his lips, "I really want to watch it when I am alive." Let's see what kind of scene it is when the true god descends."

Leon glanced at Laurey and said, "Don't say this in front of your grandfather, or be careful of your ass."

"I'm not stupid, but I'm just curious. Even if the era of the awakening of the gods is coming, why do I feel... I feel that Grandpa's attitude towards this matter is a bit strange?

In the last era, our God of Order suppressed countless gods. Now that everyone has descended, what do we have to worry about? "

Leon nodded and said: "Well, I also have this doubt. Grandpa and the others have obviously different perceptions of this sign from us. Recently, God's religion has continuously reached cooperation with some forces, which is a bit too cautious. Dealing with the awakening of the gods is the same as planning in advance."

Karen listened in silence, without interrupting.

"It's mainly because of the turmoil in the Temple of Order, which sent too much bad news to the outside world, causing them to have associations and thoughts that they shouldn't have," Laurey said.

"Hehe, there is a secret to this matter." Leon looked at Laurel proudly.

"Tell me, tell me."

"That's all I know, because that's what grandpa told me. There are secrets, but he didn't tell me what the secrets are. Grandpa probably doesn't know much."

"Your grandfather doesn't know much, it must be such a serious matter."

"Who knows," Leon said.

Karen nodded in agreement.

"Okay, it's getting late, let's go back to the meeting hall first." Laurel wrapped up all the food left on the table and hid it in a corner of the storage room, then the three of them left together and returned to the meeting hall.

In the conference hall, negotiations are still going on.

The progress is much faster than Karen expected, because there is already talk about the opening of the Messenger Space to the Temple of Order.

Leon's grandfather said seriously: "This is our bottom line. We can give the Pamiresian sect some freedom in terms of secularism and missionary work, but if the messenger space is not open to my Temple of Order, then this so-called merger is a joke.

Even at the expense of a temple elder and the Seventh Knights, my order will not compromise on this fundamental issue of principle. "

Delius said: "I mean, we agree to open it, but the teleportation circles in the two spaces should be responsible for the care and maintenance of each other. We can even agree to exchange them and maintain the other party's teleportation circles."

"No, the teleportation circle must be controlled by the Cult of Order. There is no room for discussion on this point, and I will not allow it to be skipped or shelved. It must be determined at this time.

Otherwise, all the previously negotiated terms are void, and I can directly announce the end of the negotiation, and then the Cult of Order will issue a divine order and declare war on Pamires.

I'm not threatening you, I'm stating a fact.

Moreover, I won't give you too much time to think, you must give me a clear answer before dark. "

Derius took a deep breath, then slowly exhaled, and finally nodded:

"Okay, that's it for this one, let's move on."

"Okay, go ahead."

This continued until nine o'clock in the evening.

Leon and Laurey got up and went out, and looked specifically at where Karen was sitting. Karen also got up and went out together. The three quickly wiped out all the leftover food from the previous meal.

"There are too many concessions this time. The Pamires Church still retains a part of the main framework, and did not completely break them up according to the original plan. After the merger, it is easy to have problems in the secular world, and there is no way to integrate them as expected. "

Laurel nodded: "But the boat has run aground, so we can only choose to land on the island."

Leon looked at Karen and asked, "What do you think?"

Karen said in line with his personality: "I still prefer to go to war directly, because I think fists are the guarantee to defend order."

"I think so too." Laurel said helplessly, "So I compared the previous historical records of our god religion with the current situation, and I really feel that the adults above are obviously not energetic anymore. They seem to be Forget, how did I get the status of teaching."

Leon said: "They just think more than us. If everything is solved by fists, one day, the fists will be smashed by themselves, just like the Light God Sect back then."

"Thinking more? There are so many internal problems in the Divine Cult now, why didn't they see that they really started to deal with some problems when they were thinking about it?

You know, Leon, sometimes I really feel that the current cult is like a corpse lying in a coffin, which is constantly decaying with the passage of time.

What it needs now is to wake up, to wake up!

We all know that after the corpse wakes up, the spirituality will continue to disperse and disappear, but if the corpse has completely decayed, even the awakening technique cannot wake him up. "

"These things are not something we can control now. We can wait a little longer. When you take the position of your old man, you can push forward some things according to your ideas."

"Where's your old man?"

"My grandpa can go up one more liter."

"Hehe." Laurey rolled his eyes at Leon.

Karen said at this time: "I don't think you need to worry too much about this, because the problems in my teaching don't exist in other churches? This, after all, is a worse world."

"A world that's worse?" Laurel chewed on this sentence, turning his head to look at Karen, "Your words are very interesting."

Leon looked at his watch and urged: "Let's go, go back."

The three returned to the meeting room, and the meeting finally ended at zero o'clock.

Negotiators from the two sides exchanged their finalized drafts of their respective treaties, which will be sent to the top leaders of their respective churches later. After getting their attitudes, tomorrow's meeting can proceed to the next step.

After Karen escorted Derius back to the room, before he had time to enter his room, the captain's voice came from the blue shell on his ear:

"Elevator, pick up."

Karen pointed to her ear, motioning for Fanny and Xie Mao to go in first, while she walked to the elevator.

The elevator door opened, and it was Bishop Bern who came out. He handed his ID to Karen for inspection again. After the inspection, Karen led Bishop Bern to knock on the door and entered Derius' room.

Originally, Karen thought that the conversation between the "father and son" after meeting should be like this:

"Damn, what the hell are you doing!!!"

"Heh, I'm just following your father's instructions to strive for the interests of the Pamires religion to the greatest extent."

But in fact,

Bishop Bern looked at Derius sitting on the sofa, and praised:

"You've done a great job, you've done a great job, son, you're my pride."

There was a little doubt in Derius' eyes.

Perhaps, the picture he originally expected was the same as Karen's.

"Very good, perfect, I am very satisfied."

Bishop Berne walked up to his son, stretched out his hand, and wanted to touch his son's head, but the father and son hadn't seen each other for so many years, and they had long forgotten how to get along with each other.

In the end, Bishop Berne just patted Derius on the arm.

"Really, I am very satisfied with your performance today, it is impeccable!"

Derius was obviously nervous, and Karen could see that it was a kind of urgent anxiety, because things might have gotten out of his control.

Bishop Bern walked to the French windows, looked at the night scene outside, and stopped talking.

Finally, Derius couldn't bear it anymore. He stood up from the sofa, looked at his father's back, and asked:

"Are you mad at me? That's why you said these words on purpose to save face?"

"Hush..."

Bishop Bern made a silent gesture,

"Be quiet and listen carefully."

Karen also listened carefully, but did not hear any other sounds. In this room, outside sounds and inductions can be completely isolated.

So, what are you listening to?

Derius helped Karen ask: "What are you listening to!"

Bishop Bern turned around with a smile on his face. Under the light in the room, he formed a similar figure in the floor-to-ceiling windows. Bishop Bern in the window had a grim smile on his face:

"Listen, the sound of bricks falling to the ground."