Pastor's Tantra

March 6, morning. The fifth ring.

Sherlock opened his suitcase and checked his carry-on luggage again.

He turned back and looked at Aiwass, who was having breakfast, and raised the corners of his mouth, either out of respect or out of spite: "Our noble Pope... you are sure that I am not needed anymore, right?"

He also has a little pain in his head now.

This time he came here and basically did nothing. Aiwass could solve the problem, as if he just came here to read a tantra book... This made him a little at a loss.

Fortunately, I have finished reading "The Tantra of Foolish Songs", at least I didn't waste too much time.

But the roommate who originally accompanied him on a business trip suddenly left the house and came back as the eternal pope - this development is still a bit confusing.

Aiwass had to explain to him that he was just a tool to help the Eternal Saint Gray occupy a position——

The mechanism of the Holy Crown is that it will start to grow in reverse after being put on, but in fact it requires double the burning lifespan to maintain the normal operation of the Theocracy.

Although in theory, it is not a big problem for the current pope to continue to wear the Holy Crown. Other cardinals would not refuse this proposal... After all, Aiwass is essentially just a tool man who helps people line up.

But letting Aiwass serve as pope for half a year would actually only cost him one year of life. But for the current eternal pope who may become a tree at any time, she has less than a year of free time left.

Generally speaking, the eternal pope will become a "saint" after retiring from office, and then travel around the world and happily go on the last tour of his life. However, Pope Joan suffered from dendrosis, which made it impossible for her to run very far alone.

In the original timeline, Ruoan's actions would become difficult by almost this time next year.

In other words, after she burned through more than three hundred years of her life and retired honorably, she only had less than one year left to live.

Then Aiwass didn't want to continue to deprive her of her remaining time.

"Although in my opinion, this matter has little to do with you..."

Sherlock complained: "But since you want to show kindness, I won't stop you. You devotees are all like this anyway.

"...But if you need anything, remember to contact me. Mr. Leblanc's address is here - if you want to find me, just write a letter and write 'Mr. Hermes, the hard-working bee' at the beginning, and I will know who he is. is you."

As he spoke, he stamped a piece of paper with fluent cursive calligraphy on the table.

"——He who can do it should work harder."

Aiwass said casually: "I can just cut myself off for a few months, and squatting on the golden toilet for half a year will not cause much trouble to me. Just treat it as a retreat to level up... It is really difficult to continue to progress when the level of the dedication path is high. This can only be regarded as a matter of taking what you need.”

Although the level improvement of extraordinary skills mainly depends on reading, advancement also depends on playing dungeons. However, the compatibility with the road determines the upper limit of the road and the speed of the road level improvement.

After the level is high, the Transcendent Path is the easiest to upgrade - because the desire to "upgrade" itself belongs to the Transcendent Path.

But the path of devotion is difficult.

The more you give, the more you want to give... Unless you are a born saint, it is really difficult to develop such a character.

Practicing the path through ordinary acts of devotion takes a long time. Unless you make some major act of dedication... such as imprisoning yourself for the Theocracy and burning your lifespan, you can level up relatively quickly.

"But...even though I don't know where you worked so hard, I still remember this sentence."

Before Selene ate the note, Lily quickly snatched the note away and handed it to Aiwass.

Aiwass glanced at the note: "Maurice Leblanc...I wrote it down. Speaking of which, what are you doing going to Iris this time? Is it dangerous?"

"perhaps."

"……perhaps?"

Aiwass originally just asked politely, but now he was surprised: "With your strength, can there be any problems?"

Today's Sherlock is a genuine fourth-level transcendent. In this world, there is no doubt that he is a high-level transcendent.

This strength... As long as you don't confront certain forces head-on, at least you won't be murdered.

"How about I ask Ms. Honey Badger to write you a letter of introduction so that the Hawkeye Organization can connect with you?"

"That's not necessary. Maybe it's Hawkeye's people who are causing trouble for my friend."

Sherlock declined.

"What's your friend's name?"

"Arsen. Arsene de Vendôme."

"...from the Duke Vendôme's family?"

Aiwass was a little surprised when he heard this name: "Do you know such a big shot?"

There are now three great dukes in Iris, one of which is Vendôme. What they have in common is that they all command an army and are generals or marshals in addition to being dukes.

"It's a bride-in-law. That guy is a bride-in-law."

Sherlock smiled: "His name was Yassen Lupine before. He is still somewhat famous in Iris...a friend I met when I went to Iris to listen to the opera."

It seems a bit familiar.

Aiwass thought for a while, but still couldn't remember where he heard it - but he was sure that he had not seen such an NPC or BOSS in the game.

That should be considered a small person.

"Well, please pay attention to your safety. If you are in danger...it is probably useless for you to find me. But you can directly contact Isabel, she can contact me."

As soon as Aiwass finished speaking, he suddenly thought of something: "Oh yes, you can go find Edward! Brother, he is at the Iris Embassy now."

"Of course I know."

Sherlock smiled: "You don't need to warn me about this kind of thing - you are obviously so much younger than me, but you still act like an adult."

He rarely put away his usual sinister tone, but said softly: "See you later, Aiwass."

“Wait a minute—how long are you going this time?”

"It can be as fast as one month, or as slow as half a year. Don't worry, I will be there for your wedding to Her Majesty the Queen."

Sherlock picked up his big-brimmed hat and bowed elegantly to Aiwass: "Goodbye then, His Majesty the Pope - you should go to the 22nd Circle early, always in the 22nd Circle. It’s not cool to stay in a place like Five Circles.”

"Goodbye, Sherlock."

Aiwass nodded solemnly: "May Si Zhu protect you, may Heng I love you. May the Lord of Scales and Feathers give you a secret blessing, allowing you to fly into the conspiracy without hurting a scale or a half of feathers."

"Thank you for your blessing, Your Holiness."

Sherlock smiled and left with his suitcase.

Aiwass looked at Sherlock's back from the window, suddenly feeling a little sad.

But when he saw that Sherlock didn't look back, he waved his hand directly to signal Aiwass to stop looking... Aiwass laughed briskly again: "Why should I worry about such a smart person..."

It's time to prepare for the ceremony.

The ritual of self-division!