Chapter 148: The troubles of the old man in the Pope

"I don't have a wife, because the Holy Church is all about me." The Pope laughed, "I have one son, you are my son..."

"Bah! You are still my son, a dead old man, I'm taking advantage of my young master! If you want to be my father, you're half a year late!"

"Hey? After half a year, listening to your voice, you are over ten years old, aren't you late?" The Pope was not angry. It was probably his best day in recent years. He didn't believe that there were really people in this world who could resist this temptation. He just felt that Yao Yan didn't understand this Pope enough. God wouldn't care about the nonsense of children.

Strictly speaking, in this world, there is really no one with a higher status than God. Although the Dragon Berbery is a relatively closed religion, it has a huge territory. It also has the terrifying power of unity of politics and religion and an ever-expanding control area. It can be said that it has a bright future.

"If you adopted me a few months ago, I wouldn't mind calling you "Dad". Unfortunately, Master, I am now on the guild route, but I have to be the president. As for the religious route, I'm not interested. Hey, I'm bye, you're here! When will the young master be happy to write a book "I am the Pope"?"

Withdrew from the sea of ​​consciousness, Yao Yan whispered: "Hey, this dead old man."

Standing beside him, Adria, who looked like a loyal and dog-legged figure, bent down and asked, "Master, who made you angry?" He rolled up his sleeves, as if he was about to go up and teach him a lesson.

"An old man named Saint Heinris or something."

"Hynris St. Andrew?" Adria asked tremblingly.

"Yes, that's that old man."

Adria fell to the ground with a fall.

In the distant Dragon Mile Highland, the Pope slowly opened his eyes, looked around all the nervous bishops in front of him, and smiled.

"The Pope's Crown..." Sitting nearest to him was a cardinal of the same level as Yao Yan's old acquaintance Bishop Rand. At this time, only people of his status dared to ask.

"It's a teenager." The pope smiled.

"Wow!" Everyone cheered. Of course, it is hard to say how many people are sincere.

"Where is His Highness the Son now? I will arrange for someone to welcome His Highness the Son immediately!" The Cardinal was the Pope's confidant and one of the people who truly were happy for the Pope.

"He rejected me." The Pope smiled, "and called me a dead old man."

What responded to him was a mouth that could not be closed.

"Don't worry, I still have some time to convince him." The Pope smiled. "He revealed a message that he was adopted half a year ago and was about to inherit a guild. In addition, he was sixteen or seventeen years old... there is a lot of information. You can check it immediately. Let's go and check it out. I want to be alone."

"Yes!" Everyone ran away immediately.

Seeing that everyone had left, the Pope was immersed in the sea of ​​consciousness again. Sure enough, he found that the young man had come back secretly and flirted around in the magic net.

This young man is now just an ordinary magic net walker. Although he occupied a node, his authority was still insufficient. He could only view some unimportant information. The Pope didn't care and sent another message: "Little guy, are you here again?"

"Your soul is not dispersed!" Yao Yan retreated, "Young Master is gone!" As he said, regardless of the Pope's repeated shouting, he immediately withdrew from the sea of ​​consciousness.

Yao Yan opened his eyes and waved helplessly: "Oh, it's boring. I can't do this job anymore. Go down and eat shaved ice!"

The Dragon Worshiping Sect is very efficient. In this huge institution that integrates politics and religion, no one dares to ignore the Pope's orders. His orders are oracles.

Although there is not much contact with the outside world, the entire Dragon Bergian Sect still scattered countless capable people in an instant, scattered everywhere to investigate possible candidates.

In fact, this kind of investigation is not particularly difficult. It is not unusual for a young man to suddenly become a magic net walker.

At the same time, a list of possible candidates with records was quickly presented in front of the Pope.

The Pope, who was completely white in hair, sat on the throne, slowly flipping through the information at hand, without missing a small detail. After he finished reading it, he just shook his head. In his opinion, there was no existence in these information that could make his eyes shine, and he did not want the Holy Son to be among these people.

He raised his head and saw the Archbishop in the Cardinal standing in front of him seemingly wanting to speak but stopping. He smiled and said, "Ville, just say anything."

The archbishop in the cardinal name is Verdias Sahir. He is one of the four major cardinals who worship the Dragon Cult. The Pope is the absolute confidant, and only the Pope, who dares to call him Verdia.

"Yes, I have another document here..." Verdias put the document in front of the Pope, "His name is Yao Yan, sixteen years old, with a mysterious origin. Now he is the acting president of a small guild. This small guild has conflicts with us..."

"Yao Yan?" The Pope felt that he had heard this name from somewhere.

"Yes, it was him who destroyed the Saint's car." Verdias whispered, "He meets the conditions you mentioned in all aspects, only a little different. He... has long been a magic net walker."

The Pope signaled Virdias not to speak for now, and he lowered his head and looked at the information in front of him carefully.

Since the destruction of the airship, everything about Yao Yan can be said to have been investigated by the Dragon Bible Sect. Many of Yao Yan's things are actually not particularly confidential. Except for what happened on the wasteland that cannot be verified, other things that Yao Yan did, or the changes that have occurred since he appeared, have been recorded in detail in this stack of information.

"From the perspective of a child in his teenage years... the achievements of this young man are brilliant." The Pope lowered his head and read what Yao Yan did several times before sighing: "I hope that person is him, and this person's future is limitless."

Verdias was a little frightened. He had never seen the Pope praise someone like this. If others knew about it, Yao Yan would definitely become famous in an instant.

"It's a pity that he is already a magic net walker..." The Pope shook his head, "Otherwise, I really want to develop him into the Holy Church. He will definitely be the left arm of the future Pope... In any case, pay close attention to him."

"Yes." Verdias bent over.

Putting the information in his hand aside, the Pope looked into the distance and fell into deep thought. After a moment, he lowered his head and looked at Yao Yan's information.

"Morning Net...Is he really a Magic Net Walker? It seems that he needs to check it carefully."

"Bru Ece, the Pope, should be in contact with him now. Do we order Bru Ece to explore his bottom? He should not find out about Bru Ece's sophistication."

The Pope pondered for a moment, then nodded, and agreed to his proposal.

"You go down first... When you are fine, go to the Magic Network to find out more about him."

"Yes!" Although the Pope said "When it's okay", since the Pope said so, then all other things must be avoided and this matter must be done well.

After returning, Verdias immediately returned to the magic network and waited for the rabbit.

Looking at the back of Verdias, the Pope began to ponder again. There was no doubt that many people in this world did not want a holy son to appear, because the holy daughter could not inherit the position of the pope. If no holy son appeared when the former pope had to step down, a successor would be selected from the four cardinal archbishops. This sudden magic net walker became a veritable disruptor and messed up the whole situation.

The Pope, who had never doubted his authority, had to start thinking at this time how many people in his hands were absolutely loyal and firmly standing beside him. And what did he need to do to pave a golden road for this magic net walker.

While there was a mess outside and busy, in the depths of the Liyuan wilderness, in a dense forest covered by thick fog, an excited voice sounded: "It's done! It's done! I have the magic string!"

This loud shout shocked countless birds. The birds flew up like dark clouds, even the sun was covered, and the little beasts on the ground rushed out from the direction of the sound like a tide and dissipated everywhere.

Among these little beasts, there are many saplings with two roots stretching out as feet. They scattered their feet and ran away, hiding behind a huge ancient tree.

The ancient tree made a staggering sound, and its eyes were opened on the wrinkled bark, and the huge branches of its hands bent down. The small trees jumped onto the branches and hid in the canopy of the big tree to take refuge.

There was only one sapling that was originally jumping around in the canopy of a big tree with a white cloth tied on its head jumped off the canopy, waving a wooden stick, and running wildly in the direction where the sound came. The big tree shook its head, making the leaves fall one after another. Among its children, this little sapling was the most special and smartest, but it was very disobedient. The old tree even felt that it had made the wrong seeds.

Lying on the ground, the sleepy giant bear raised its head and looked in the direction where the sound came. The calf head was cheering and running wildly. He picked up Miaomiao who was meeting with him and placed Miaomiao on his shoulder. His speed did not decrease and he continued to rush.

The giant bear was ready, and the little calf head pounced on him, hugged his neck and shouted.

The giant bear moved his ears and turned his ears to the back, avoiding the magic sound of the calf's head, and shook his head helplessly and said, "Calm, calm..."

"Grandpa, I've condensed into a magic string!" The little calf head shouted, "Grandpa, guide me to become a magic net walker! I want to become a magic net walker!"

In the eyes of the Calf Head, an extremely powerful existence like the dragon druid must have a very powerful magic net.

"I'm very sorry, child." The giant bear's eyes were full of love and helplessness, "I can't help you with this, because... I'm not a magic net walker."

"Huh?" The little calf opened his mouth in surprise. The dragon druid... He was not a magic net walker?
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