"Welcome to you." The current Pope Nicholas Pyredes stood on the prayer platform in front of the New Testament Church, looking down at Sevi condescendingly: "The Chosen."

As the supreme leader of the Pure White Church, Nicholas wore a pure white prayer dress, and a silver-white cloak similar to a mass robe on the outside, and the snow-white leather shoes were even polished, as if even the figure could be reflected. Not to mention anything else, just this super formal dress gives people a sense of majesty that the superior should have.

Of course, it is not to say that Nicholas, an old man who is over fifty years old and has white hair, has no majesty. In fact, his appearance is very consistent with the image of an old tough guy in Severe's mind. His face, which is as firm as a knife, is covered with traces of vicissitudes of life. Even if he does nothing or says nothing, just stands there, his majestic temperament will arise naturally.

However, what attracted Sivi's attention the most was not the old man who was at one of the tops of humanity, but the hat he wore, or the crown representing the identity of the Pope.

It is a silver-white triple crown made of unknown metal. Regardless of its meaning, it looks very valuable just because it looks very beautiful, but in the center of this crown is an exquisitely shaped antenna...

After being worn by those who are recognized as the Pope, the antenna will form a light ball like the sun based on the sacred magic power or oracle power in the contemporary pope's body.

Nicholas Perides is naturally no exception. Now the old man is holding a white light ball slightly larger than a basketball on his head. Perhaps because of the deliberate convergence of brightness, the light ball looks no different from a large light bulb at this moment.

Generally, the indigenous people of the eastern plains will be flattered after being formally received by the Pope, and feel that the image of the Pope is full of majesty and holiness. And the guys dressed in indigenous skins are different from those of Sevi.

His eyes couldn't help but float to the huge ball of light on Nicholas' head several times, and even thoughts of being so rebellious in such a world, such as 'Even if he becomes a pope, he will use it to do it...'.

Fortunately, Sivi was still very sensible and tried hard to control his expression, not letting these thoughts be revealed on his face - otherwise, he might be treated by the Holy See immediately...

After thinking about it without any thoughts, Sivie had a question about Nicholas's words: "The Chosen... Are you talking about me?" He asked pointed at his nose.

Although his movements were casual and polite, Nicholas did not feel rejected by this, but continued to nod with that majestic expression: "Although there is no sign, you who can crack the Abyss Demon Plan multiple times in a row are indeed the chosen ones."

"Well, I think you've found the wrong person..." Seeing that the other party was so sure, Xiwei was embarrassed.

The name of God-Choose always reminds him of online novels from several years ago...

The chosen one is peat, and labor and capital are time travelers! He silently complained in his heart.

Xiwei knew his own affairs best. Xiwei knew very well that he did not have the ability to save the world in the novel. If it weren't for the plug-in of the academy system, he would probably have died several times.

Even those plans that successfully destroyed the vampire and the abyss demon were purely coincidental, and had nothing to do with the choice of God...

"It's not a bad thing to deny."

The old man looked at Sivi, who was denying it, and his tough guy-style face was probably his unique smile: "We have confirmed this from the oracle we received."

OK, it has something to do with the legendary heaven. Xiwei feels like a sense of powerlessness that he has been wiped out with one punch.

If you have anything that is difficult to explain or simply don't want to explain, just push it directly to oracles, "Anyway, we are just conveying the meaning of heaven. If you don't believe it, you can ask yourself." This move of the Holy See is too shameless...

If you don’t believe it, go and ask, how do you ask?

Not to mention ordinary people, even if the Seven Stars Mage Association does not have the special tools of the Holy See, they will not be able to contact the heavens at all. Therefore, whenever a huge killer weapon like "we learn from the oracle that balabala" appears, as long as it is not particularly core or involves a large number of interests, the King's Council and the Seven Stars Mage Association will make some concessions.

Of course, the prerequisite is that this kind of killer does not appear often. If you really always use this killer, let alone the King's Council and the Seven Stars Mage Association disagree, it will be difficult to explain to believers alone - there will be an oracle in every few days, and the content is trivial, then those guys on it will be too idle...

"Okay, let's just think I'm the chosen one..." Since the other party has brought out something like an oracle, Sivi can only compromise for the time being: "I'll let me do this time, what are you going to let me do?"

"We just look at your hard work and great contributions, so we plan to give you the title of Sage." Pope Nicholas said with a serious expression: "As for other purposes, the oracle has also made a reminder. After the title is completed, you should be able to know."

"..." Xiwei was silent for a while, and finally nodded with a somewhat complicated expression.

In fact, he didn't want to get involved in some messy things, but since he had already arrived in the Holy Land, it was impossible for him to pat his butt and turn around and leave. Not to mention that his face was not as thick as this, just because doing so would definitely form a huge gap with the Holy See, and let him completely offend the three major human forces, Siwei could only obediently agree to the other party's words.

Of course, whether to do it or not is different from whether to do it with all your might. Anyway, the other party didn't say that they were only allowed to succeed and not fail, so if there was danger, just run away directly. Anyway, if you have tried your best, the other party should have nothing to say.

As for the so-called sage title, it is actually just to give me an excuse to act with the Holy See. After all, even the Holy See cannot suddenly abduct a stranger who has nothing to do with me to help, right?

After understanding this, Xiwei became much more calm. He was worried and afraid of not knowing what others were planning for him, and if he already knew the other party’s purpose, he could just let go. For most people, the “unknown” is much more terrifying than anything.

"Young Selected One, don't show that expression." Nicholas saw the complicated expression on Civy's face and suddenly squeezed his eyes at him, saying meaningfully: "That is definitely not a bad thing, I promise it in the name of the Pope."

His words made the thin old man who was sitting in the audience and extremely unpresented, spray out a mouthful of tea: "Ahem, little Nicholas, you should use your pope's name to guarantee it at this time!"

It seems that this old man with no sense of existence should be the Pope, the current Pope (ps. In reality, the Pope and the Pope have the same meaning, but the world is separated to represent two positions).

"The name of the 'pope' is not something that can be used to make a bet and sworn. Didn't this be taught by me by the teacher?" Nicholas responded calmly, and then said to the Archbishop of the Cardinal beside Seve, "Then it is, Lyon, you can take the Selected One to visit the Holy Land first."

"As for the order, Lord Pope." The Archbishop in Cardinal owed, and then made a 'please' move to Sevey: "Mr. Adrick, please go here."
Chapter completed!