My little country

Damn it!

The dull clash of stone doors caused the twelve deacons in the hall to recover from their initial shock.

They all looked at Father Alexander of Judah's thirteenth branch mentioned in the report, from his sacred robe of the heretical judge to the priest's evil face, and they couldn't help but look in a trance.

"Are you... really our heretical judge?"

In the end, it was the eldest person in the Heresy Judge's department who calmly asked.

"I am a priest of Judas 13th branch who believes in the Holy Lord."

"The enemy of the devil, the betrayer."

"You can call me by my first name~ Father Alexander!"

The evil priest Xiao Yu had kept smiling, sat in the chair on the round table, folded his hands to form a stable triangle so that his chin could rest comfortably.

Then he continued to smile and said, "I know you are confused and doubt what happened recently."

"I can also guess that you even think my existence is a conspiracy."

"But don't be too nervous, you just need to know that Judah's thirteen branches exist, and demons exist."

"I... also exist!"

"As for the deeper secret."

"You will know everything when approved by the Holy Lord."

"What you need now is to follow my advice."

"This is impossible!"

"This is not in line with the rules and order of the City of the Holy Lord, who made you independent of the cardinal archbishop like this!"

"We only obey the orders of the cardinal and the pope in charge of the heretical judge department!"

Father Alexander's words naturally aroused strong reactions from the deacons.

How can these people believe such a rebellious thing that violates the rules?

Even if the other party is extraordinary... these people still want to gamble in the name of righteousness.

After all, as a priest, the chances of the other party doing his own clergy without a word.

And in case the other party becomes a little softer, wouldn't you and others have a chance to learn the true transcendental secrets of the Holy Lord's City?

"I knew it would be like this."

Father Alexander, whom Xiao Yu transformed into, grinned, glanced to his side and said:

"Please come on stage, Father Roros."

"Ugh."

As Father Alexander spoke, a sigh sounded in the hall, and then a skinny old man in a white robe escaped the air from the invisible trick and appeared in front of everyone.

The deacons looked at the old man. Many people only thought the old man was quite familiar, but they didn't remember when they saw him.

They don’t know why.

The eldest deacons who were actually 70 or 80 years old actually thought of a great person, and quickly stood up and nervously bowed to the old man in white.

"Could it be the Archbishop of Roros!"

"You... are you still alive?"

"Huh?" The other deacons changed their faces when they heard the words. The other cardinals may not remember them, but there is only one Archbishop Roros who has shocked the old people so much!

And this cardinal archbishop who was in charge of the heretical judge department is the most prestigious one since the establishment of the heretical judge department!

This is a prominent figure not only inside the city of the Holy Lord, but outside, and one of the suspected extraordinary people in the history of the same name as the sacred angel incarnation of St. Teresa!

Among the classics that must be recited by members of their heretical judge department, at least one-fifth of the chapters have this adult's annotations.

However, the crux of the problem is that this Archbishop Roros is the former cardinal archbishop, and he should have been dead for fifty or sixty years!

His body...should still be in a cathedral somewhere, right?

Unexpectedly, he was still alive!

How is this possible!

Could it be that all of this is an illusion, but the body is actually a fake?

The deacons looked at the old men who were bent over in surprise.

After the old men saluted, one of them explained: "In the Pope's Hall, there is a realistic portrait of the Archbishop Roros."

"It's as if withdrawing from the adult in front of you."

"Besides... When I was a kid, I met the great Lord Rollos."

"I will never forget the kind face of the archbishop."

When Xiao Yu heard this, he secretly said that he had made the corpse of Father Kane as a portrait for Archbishop Roros. This move seemed to be the right move.

There is such a big figure who has appeared and has influenced a generation of people who died and resurrected, but the effect is much better than that of the fake person himself.

Many things that cannot be explained by high-level officials in the city of Holy Lord will also be explained under the appearance of such high-level officials.

After all, you guys in your seventies and eighties are veterans. People who are over a hundred years old have not died yet, and it is not your turn to inherit the top secret of the City of the Holy Lord!

Of course, since he hadn't seen his real body, the Red Archbishop Roros, who Xiao Yu put on makeup, was just like the one in the portrait.

There must be a certain gap with the true body.

But this is enough. The old man who has seen the Cardinal Roros in the city of the Holy Lord is mostly seen in childhood, and is now almost 60 or 70 years old.

The memory of this age only needs a hint of a similar image, coupled with the extraordinary power that Xiao Yu has already shown.

Without the help of witchcraft, old people like them would correct the memories in their minds and be infinitely biased towards the truth created by Xiao Yu.

The imperfect things have their own brains to make up and perfect them.

It was much better than Xiao Yu flicking.

Because...under the extraordinary temptation, no mortal tends to believe, and he himself has the opportunity to come into contact with such mysteries!

Not to mention, if the cardinal Roros, who is almost 150 years old, is still alive, the longevity that represents the breakthrough of the limit of human cell division may be possible!

This is ~ the temptation that a noble person in a high position can't escape!

"If it weren't for the reappearance of the devil, Judas Thirteen shouldn't have revealed it at this time."

Looking at the shocked deacons, Xiao Yu remotely controlled the Father Roros and said in a hoarse voice:

"After all, in today's world, it is difficult to accommodate the next city of the Holy Lord with truly extraordinary power."

"Yes, over the past few hundred years, all major forces have been committed to suppressing our influence, and they have spared no effort in all kinds of shady means for this!"

"Even now, all major forces have sent representatives to force us to hand over information."

"Humph!"

"These fallen heretics!"

Father Roros snorted coldly and said in a low voice: "They will regret it in the near future."

Said this, ignoring the abnormal expressions of several deacons.

After Father Roros confessed a few words to ask them to obey Father Alexander's orders.

It disappeared in front of everyone again silently.

Even if these deacons were prepared to see this, they couldn't help but sigh in their hearts, secretly sighing that this is extraordinary power!

This means of disappearing should be some kind of teleportation magic, right?