Quiet, nothing but quiet is quiet. Fang Wensi had already seen two moon shadows rising slowly from the gaps between the railings of the dome, and little bits of light floating in the air, moving flexibly between the pillars and the figures.
Fang Wensi enjoyed the feeling of inhaling these floating shimmers of light into his mouth. The coolness across his throat brought a kind of sublimation to his breathing. Of course, this was his only enjoyment, because he stood motionless and admired the sunset and moonrise throughout the process.
The thin old man wearing a golden robe in front of him has been sitting in front of the fireplace until now. The flames reflected the hollow wall sculptures and flickered. From time to time, a glimmer of light passed through the flames, creating waves like water waves on its surface. Seeing the ripples, Fang Wensi secretly marveled: Could this old man be practicing a certain legendary Dafa?
"As the saying goes, if God wants to correct one religion, he will bring another religion to power. Evans, what do you think we need to correct?" Well, the old man finally spoke, but something didn't feel right.
"Uh... that... this" Obviously, this sudden question confused Fang Wensi, "I think God is great, glorious and righteous...",
"Quiet!"
The pope's voice was so powerful that Fang Wensi suddenly trembled in fright. Unexpectedly, at this time, the other party threw another heavy blow,
"Do you know that there are rumors from the Mages of Nagar that the Holy Son of the Holy See met with the Grand Master Hastings privately in the Chiso Mountains to pray for the favor of magic?"
An inexplicable anger suddenly sprouted from his heart, followed by a sense of fear that kept spreading in Fang Wensi's heart. If it was true as the other party said, he might not be far away from Liangliang. Thinking of this, he subconsciously looked at the closed door behind him. Thick stone door,
And the red-bearded man with short and medium curly hair, named Carlos, was standing in front of the door. Fang Wensi saw from the corner of his eye that the man's right hand was clenching the hilt of the sword, and sweat condensed into water droplets dripping from his palm. It makes a crisp sound on the ground,
Before Fang Wensi could react, the Pope suddenly stood up and rushed forward to grab him. At the same time, Menorio shook his head at Carlos, who was not far away, telling him not to be nervous.
However, the most nervous person was Fang Wensi, who felt that his body was out of control.
The system has detected a virus...
You can't defy fate
Analyzing vulnerabilities...
Kill him...and me silently say...Amos Tikhara la Rada
Installing fix patch...
A gust of disorderly wind swept through the prayer room. The flames in the fireplace intertwined with the wind and turned into a ghostly sickle that suddenly struck the Pope's back.
However, a light curtain turned into a mirror and floated behind the Pope. The sickle with black flames gradually disappeared into the mirror until it disappeared. The Pope waved his hand, and the light curtain immediately turned into a vortex and disappeared.
Installation completed, thank you for using...
"Ivans, is this the case?" Fang Wensi didn't know what happened for a moment, only knowing that cold sweat soaked his back, making it sticky and uncomfortable.
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Wandering, triggering a random event: I can't hold myself any longer
Evans, just an unlucky guy. Now, his body and identity are inherited by you, but this person's piety to the Holy See is as pure as Lake Falz. According to the system, Pope Menoglio is nothing more than an incompetent person who easily believes in others' incitement.
Optional: installed
Optional: Stop pretending, let's show off your cards
Optional: escape through the door
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Seeing that the Pope had let go of her, Fang Wensi secretly breathed a sigh of relief, while regretting why the system had come out a few seconds earlier. At this point, she could only take one step and look at it.
"I have no idea",
Fang Wensi looked directly into Menoglio's eyes, hoping to impress him with his sincerity. After all, he really didn't know.
"oh?"
Menoglio calmly sat back in front of the fireplace in the center of the prayer room, and then said leisurely: "We built high walls to keep danger out, but now the real danger has penetrated into the wall. By your side. Evans, I hope you can understand this and I hope you can be honest about what you have done. After all, any accusation is not groundless."
Fang Wen thought a lot and felt that it was so cunning and funny. First of all, the option of running away is eliminated. Secondly, if I pretend to be Evans, I don't have the relevant memory to use, so I can just show off my cards directly.
"Menoglio, right? To be honest, if I didn't have to pay the monthly payment the day after tomorrow, I wouldn't have done that bad shift. I felt dizzy after I got home and fell asleep while watching Miss Jiaran's live broadcast. , I came here as soon as I opened my eyes, I really don't know what you said." After saying this in one breath, Fang Wensi felt as if he had let go of all the burdens, free and happy.
After hearing Fang Wensi's words, Menoglio's smile became more kind, and he smiled repeatedly: "Okay, Carlos, you can go out."
"Yes, Your Majesty", Carlos walked up to Fang Wensi and patted him on the shoulder, then opened the door and left.
At this time, Fang Wensi was confused. What's going on? Is this script a ghost drama? The old man who co-wrote it has never heard of it, right?
The prayer room with only the two of them seemed a little empty. Menoglio flipped through some files and occasionally looked up at Fang Wensi, who was already confused.
"I know why you went to the Ridge Mountains, and I can also understand why you went to meet Hastings. The Wizards' Association's methods of alienation are really clumsy. Of course, necessary measures must be taken." The old man was obviously trying to appease me. Could it be that This Menoglio was just testing himself, maybe he arranged everything, Fang Wensi comforted himself.
Menoglio gently put down the file in his hand, "Ivens, apart from what you just said, is there anything else that you should think about again?"
I guess, what else? Is there anything else? Does this old man want him to perform a stand-up comedy for him on the spot? It seems that he must use one of the golden fingers of the time traveler to amnesia, "His Holiness, I...",
Menoglio suddenly waved his hand and smiled relievedly, "That's all, your coming back is the greatest help to the Holy See."
It was so exciting that I almost lost my memory before I said it. This old man was obviously toying with himself, and he said it so grandly. He was worthy of being called the Pope by his predecessors.
"My child, I've really made you suffer. Go down and rest."
"Oh, okay", and quickly left. Fang Wensi needed to digest what happened today. Before leaving, she didn't forget to touch the golden door frame of the prayer room. It felt really good. After confirming that the door was closed, he left with peace of mind.
Menoglio in the prayer room knocked on the table, and a black shadow appeared behind him, "Julius, you just took too many risks."
"The risk is worth it. You have to know that we don't have much time left."
Hearing Menoglio's response, the black figure sighed and disappeared into the shadows.