“Sooner or later we will face it. Why should we be afraid?”Dudian indifferently said: “Get Ready.”
Richelieu looked at him deeply and bowed his head: “Yes.”
Whoosh!
A snow pigeon landed on the windowsill of Carvey’s study. Carvey was recording the secret activities of the Dark Church’s third region in recent days. He was going to give it to the pope when he came back. He saw the snow pigeon that suddenly landed and disturbed him, he frowned and stopped writing. He took off the scroll from the snow pigeon’s foot and slowly rubbed it. After a while, his pupils constricted and he cried out in shock, “Pass the throne? Promote a little apprentice knight?”
The tiny words on the scroll were very clear. After a moment, Carvey slowly came back to his senses. He still found it hard to believe. He even felt that someone had secretly used this communication channel or replaced the letter.
