Ride and Cut

Vatican is a religious city, a place where the Holy Light descends, and the headquarters of the most powerful sect in Pangea.

Ordinary thieves, even if they are full of courage, would never dare to provoke right and wrong here.

So it used to be very serene, peaceful, and peaceful here. When seeing priests and nuns dressed in black, holding scriptures, and walking back and forth with humility, no one can deny that this is the highest peak of civilization in the entire human world.

But that was only in the past.

After a short period of silence, noisy and intimate discussions suddenly broke out. Coupled with the carriage brought by Stuart, several of them were overturned by someone in the chaos, and the injured draft horses were whining in pain.

Right now, the city gate is even busier than the busiest vegetable market.

You know, although the reason for coming to Vatican is to resolve disputes peacefully through mediation.

But no one can deny that not long ago, there was a war between Pompey and Stuart. The battle was so powerful that Pompeii had the upper hand, and it ended with the destruction of Winter City and the capture of Seedorf.

If it weren't for the undead to intervene, they are likely to achieve even greater results.

And in that war, the Pompeii nobleman who performed most brilliantly was undoubtedly the lord of Alpine Fort Richard.

How dazzling his resume is, the slap in the face of the Stuarts is as heavy. This is a naked life-and-death violent conflict, and it is impossible for any party to compromise, so Richard is regarded as a thorn in the flesh by many Stuarts.

In fact, the two sides have not yet announced a truce, and legally they are still in a state of war, but it is only a temporary truce. Under such circumstances, King Stuart's own evaluation of him was actually—a job well done?

Although it was no secret that Belluni had the name of mad king, it still surprised everyone to be so out of line.

"Are all the nobles in Stuart dead? Why hasn't this lunatic been deposed yet?" Prince Schmidt complained in a volume that only he could hear.

Immediately afterwards, another group of people came out of Vatican City, mainly priests and bishops of different levels. The person in the front wears a golden crown and a white robe, with hurried steps.

"Your Majesty." All the paladins and even Bishop Paul bowed together.

This title is exclusive to the Pope in the Holy Light Church.

The lord did some homework before he came, and the main figures in the church can roughly understand it. He looked at the star-studded old man, and couldn't believe that the famous John II was so thin and small.

Not to mention comparing with the super strong men like Gao Shanbao, even compared with the priests around him, the height of the pope is also low, and he looks less than a blade six.

"Garcia, I have understood the whole incident. You should apologize to Mr. Richard." John II looked at the paladin who was confronting the lord of Alpine Fort.

This majestic paladin, obedient as a lamb in front of the thin pope, immediately bowed to Richard, "I sincerely apologize, please accept and forgive my recklessness."

"Then what, what I said just now was a bit too much, don't take it to your heart." Li Cha has always been respectful, and he has the temperament to respect others.

However, Garcia is obviously very principled, "But the crime of fighting in the holy city must be punished!"

The other paladins immediately clamored to join in.

The lord rolled his eyes.

"Silence, a fight may not be a bad thing." Surrounded by the crowd, John II looked quite calm, not as angry as the paladins. "If the adults came here with anger and prejudice, I hope that after this fight, everyone can calm down. Let's sit down calmly and discuss what happened to the undead in Winter City."

John II led his entourage to give way to the road into the city, "Welcome everyone to Vatican. Please don't care about the order, and pass in an orderly manner. I think the city gate should be spacious enough."

"Your Majesty, your mind is admirable." The door of Stuart's royal carriage opened, and Belluni stepped down on the back of the black-skinned slave—of course he had already put on his trousers.

This kind of black-skinned slave is said to come from the ground, and it became black because it lived with bats since childhood. Stupid but very obedient, very popular with some fashionable nobles nowadays.

Belluni reached out to support a slim woman, "This is my new queen,"

"Good day, Your Majesty." The empress seemed to be trying her best to maintain a decent face in front of the Pope, but even a layman like the lord could tell that she hadn't received any etiquette training in all likelihood, so she must not come from a good background.

Moreover, her every move has nothing to do with the word dignified. On the contrary, she is very charming and can easily arouse the most primitive impulse in a man's heart.

"Good day, both of you," said John II.

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"Let me tell you, this queen doesn't look like a serious queen." Li Cha and a group of rough men were waiting in line to enter the city, while chatting with them to amuse themselves.

"What does that look like?" The soil turtles from the wilderness looked at it for a long time, but they couldn't see why.

"Like a high-ranking nightingale standing on the street, do you understand public carriages?" The lord probably felt ridiculous after speaking, so he laughed first.

Bedrick was not far away, and immediately came over when he heard this, "Li Cha, you have a good eye."

"What do you mean?" The lord jumped back a step, his face paled in shock.

"She was indeed a nightingale once." Bedrick shrugged, and whispered mysteriously, "Unexpectedly, Stuart's queen was a former nightingale, and she slept with countless people. Although she certainly didn't live long, for such a person, being a queen once is really worth dying for."

This super scandal immediately inspired everyone's gossip soul.

"Where did you hear that?" The lord asked immediately.

"Insider news in the court is definitely true." Bedric shrugged. "Speaking of which, His Majesty Belluni is really infatuated. Since the death of Queen Mary, every wife he took after her has been exactly like Queen Mary, and this one is no exception."

"And you said that he has acted so recklessly, isn't he afraid of being overthrown at all?" Bedric looked at the back of Belluni who was gradually going away, "I feel that even these people in the Stuart mission are already very dissatisfied with him."

"Continuing on like this, the coup will definitely happen sooner or later." The lord is also looking at the back, but he is looking at the queen, "Who knows what he thinks, maybe he doesn't care anymore."

"Never take a normal person's thinking to measure a lunatic."

"Yes." Bedric thought thoughtfully.

They followed the team through the city gate, and although there were some twists and turns, they finally officially entered Vatican City.