"This is a kind of contempt!" The Archbishop of the Messiah area shouted at the embarrassing bishops in front of him, hanging his ducklings with his voice at the top of his lungs. It looked like the last struggle of a duck that was killed by the show.

"This is contempt! A blasphemy! That damn guy didn't take us seriously at all! No even a slight respect! He was too arrogant! My nephew, my poor and adorable nephew Brent, was humiliated by that man! It was not my nephew, it was not my nephew, it was not just my nephew, it was the entire Holy Church!"

The extremely penetrating voice resounded in the corridor of the unique echo structure of the Holy Church. The absent-minded archbishops in white-clothed each made some very relaxed behaviors. For example, holding a novel with a frivolous cover, he laughed foolishly, or asking the people next to you if you have eaten. The only middle-aged man who listened to the torture of the archbishop in the Messiah also looked painful, thinking that he would recommend the engineering team to remove the haunted echo facilities for him next time.

After all, this is nothing in the eyes of everyone. Isn’t it just that the bishop of the region wants to get some qualifications for his nephew who doesn’t know if it’s an illegitimate child? But he was very unlucky and was taught a lesson when he kicked Steel Plate. If he didn’t die, it was already considered that guy was merciful. What else do you want? A young master with a little qualification is just a good person, and he is so impressed.

As for what you said about the Great Knight? Stop making fun of it. Are there still few great knights in the Supreme Holy Church in the nameless world? So basically, they don’t care about the bishop who wears a high cross hat and is like a brilliant big rooster, but they talk about their own affairs.

‘Hey, have you read the newly published knight novel in the Guanghui Library? I think the knight girl Alicia is good, which one do you think is better?’ ‘Here! I am a firm Lolicon! Of course, it is the little demon magician Xiao Anke!’ ‘The crime reserve over there! Give me a little restraint! The sister of the protagonist, the elder sister of the priest is the official match!’ ‘Eat me a rake! I will punish you on behalf of the saint! It is obviously the farm girl who is the most powerful!’

‘Hey, look at the heresy over there, and also read the knight novels. Don’t these idiots know that the novels of magicians and priests in the world today are just interesting? You said so? Archbishop Altay? What are you going to do later?’ ‘Of course I’m killing you here! It’s obvious that the assassination is the most exciting! I want to tie you to the cross and hang you!’

"I think we should give him a certain punishment! Let the bastard who despise our holy religion remember our strength forever! Let those who dare to despise us see the horror and power of religious elements, and let the world remember us again!"

Although he said that he had a private revenge, he was so upright that the bishop of this region was capable. Even when facing the various disregards those who were also regional bishops, the old Grandet, who had a tall and thin figure, still twitched his rosacea and tugged the tormenting noise in the room with the shrill voice of the duck that was about to kill.

The people on the stage were talking about some useless things, only the Messianic bishop was still giving a passionate speech below, not caring about his audience or his speech. He had a kind of bachelor spirit of going his own way and letting others say it. Although this spirit is really sad to use here. With this spirit that you can't stick it like a candy, how good it would be to use this spirit to open up the black forest or create a new pastoral area.

"We were slandered! We were slandered by a country bumpkin who came from somewhere and came from!" The tall and thin cock looked righteous and upright, "Do we just have to accept such slander? We must show our kindness!"

"Ah, that Messiah Bishop? Can you listen to what we said?"

The middle-aged man could not bear the torture of that throat. He dug his ears with a look of pain and picked out a piece of earwax that was not small. He quickly waved his hand to signal the bishop of the area who was forgetful and said that he was so forgetful.

He was really fed up with the torture of the sour sound of a slashing a file on the glass. The only reason he was willing to listen to the idiot's chat was that he was pointing at the Messiah to make money, rather than letting the entire organization get financially traumatized. But this doesn't mean they were just a idiot who pretended to be deaf and mute, letting the duck's voice turn black and white as if he didn't hear it.

Even if he resisted the damn voice, his IQ could not help but feel such contempt.

"As far as we know, your dear nephew should have provoked him, right? And he is also a human being, but your eldest nephew stopped someone else's convoy and wanted to avenge his private revenge. I don't think this is an excellent habit."

"My nephew went to investigate when he found something wrong on the way to the mission. As a human being, he naturally had to be more alert to this situation." Old man Gao held his sharp chin, and his small eyes released an unlucky brilliance like a crow. The mean words were revealed along the old man's dark purple sub-healthy lips. The false testimony was false and even the middle-aged man who had been listening to him on it could not help but pull a handful of newspapers and start looking.

"As a human being, everyone has the obligation to provide certain information to the Supreme Holy Church. My nephew is just eager to seek enemies, and there is a little bit of injustice. But I think any human being can understand my nephew's desire to fight and the hatred that penetrates deep into his bones. But that person did not. That person trampled on my nephew's heart like a villain from calligraphy and painting, and made my nephew suffer. Let a young man's heart cool down from now on, and there is no way to face everything in this world. Even so, I only hope to talk to that person face to face, teach the unrestrained person a little lesson, and make him feel a little grateful for the world."

The bishop of the district wearing a high hat was not blushing or beating, and he spoke with a loud voice so righteous. The level of lying with his eyes opens his eyes and opens his eyes to the high platform. He whispers and whispers to his feelings and praises him. He said that this old man is simply cunning and has no face, and his combat power has increased countless times.

"...Ah? Ah, ah! You know this, the Bishop of the Messiah area. We also have a lot of problems."

The middle-aged man had a long experience. He was stunned for a long time. He looked at the arrogant old man trembling with his lips and didn't know what to say. After a long time, he raised his hand awkwardly and rubbed his old face unnaturally and said stutteringly.

"You have to know this. What, in the Black Forest, the battle with the four-color flag survivors, and some wild pioneers and indigenous peoples has restrained a lot of our strength. So, we can't bring out a lot of strength now. You have to know that now is the critical moment, and we can't send people out because of some small problems."

If you weren't the biggest sucker in the entire Holy Church, who wouldn't bother to pay attention to you? Would you be able to be a human being?

Although they wanted to slap the table and slap the fool on the cross and let him see his Messiah, as a wealthy parish sucker who accounts for 30% of the entire Holy Church income, they should maintain some respect.

If this guy quit, who will support those expenses? The Messiah Diocese is a first-class and wealthy diocese. Regardless of the money the Messiah brings, the fourteen cities in the entire diocese alone will be enough to make people feel the power of gold coins. These are the backbone of the Holy Church. If necessary, they can send out the apology army to fight with people to a happy hardcore diocese. If they are not comforted, or if they don't take their heads, how can this bastard who seems to be very worthy of beating? So they can only say good things to shirk.

"The soldiers of the Black Forest are so bitter. They have been fighting against the darkness in that difficult natural environment and compose a heroic poem." Listening to the moving narrative of the middle-aged man, Archbishop Altaire suddenly became clever. He shivered and stared at the nonsense bastard over there, and the lighter in his hand almost fell directly to the ground.

Damn, I am in charge of the Black Forest and the Assassination Court, why haven’t I heard that those bastards are so miserable?

"The bishops and soldiers of the border diocese are also suffering. They have been guarding the border and have suffered heavy casualties... They are all brave soldiers. How could we still pull out people when facing such heroes? They are already in pain, and it is time for these cute people to rest." The middle-aged man said emotionally, wiping his tears, his sincere expression made the ones who hear the person crying. This performance is naturally the unanimous confusing faces of the bishops who fought over the knight novels above.

‘How many deaths are you?’ ‘I have sprained a dozen ankles in three years. What about you?’ ‘I have eaten too much and had seven diarrhea. What about you?’ ‘I have fallen into the water and drown two. What about you?’ ‘I have suffered casualties over there?’ ‘I don’t even have a broken skin…’

"Anyway, we really don't have the energy to deal with your enemies, and I hope you can understand."

Looking at Old Man Gao's dark blue face, the middle-aged man also looked innocent and spread his hands. Since you are turning black and white there, don't blame me for talking nonsense. The Supreme Holy Church is a religious organization dedicated to the prosperity of mankind, not a third-rate organization that seeks benefits for a certain person or some people. This does not match the basic principles of the Supreme Holy Church.

"...I will not use the basic power of the Supreme Holy Church. I just want a promise." Looking at the bishops' urinary nature, even this old man Gao couldn't help but twitch his face and admitted his failure.

This old bastard who opens his eyes and tells lies has no choice but to meet such a shameless guy who learns and sells his shameless guy. He can only slightly pull his face, trembled his dry and thin body, and tells out a solution that he "originally" wants, which has nothing to do with the basic power of the Holy Church. As for whether he thinks this way, only fools will believe it.

"I want the Holy Church not to interfere with any revenge I have against that man. That's all."

"Impossible." Seeing Old Man Gao becoming straightforward, the middle-aged man shook his head straightforwardly and said firmly: "As long as he is still a member of humanity, it is impossible. We will not allow human internal friction, especially vendetta. This behavior does not conform to the doctrine. We will let you have a fair duel, but death and vendetta will not be allowed."

"Even if I am the bishop of the Messiah?" The tall and thin old man's eyes suddenly became ugly, full of some malicious spy. Everyone knew very well what it meant to say his identity at this time.

"Even if you are His Majesty the Pope, it's impossible." The middle-aged man glanced at Old Man Gao deeply and said firmly.

"Then I can only say with regret that the finances of the Messianic diocese are relatively difficult, and we may not be able to afford the taxes for the rest." Old man Gao snorted with his nostrils, stepped on the marble floor with a thin iron-covered calfskin boots, making a clamor on the marble floor, shaking his cross hat arrogantly, and walked out of the church's committee hall in a straight line.

"...What expression would you look when you say he knew who his nephew had offended?"

"God knows."

Faced with Archbishop Altaire's malicious inquiry, the middle-aged man shrugged undeniably. "Anyway, it's definitely not a happy expression. Those who can be happy with that kind of person are either crazy or fools. I don't think he is still."

"You are so bad-hearted, my dear Archbishop Aciou." "You are not bad for each other, you are not bad for each other. Archbishop Altay."

The two of them looked at each other in a sympathetic manner.

‘Two dead gay guys.’ ‘Yes, that’s really superficial.’ ‘This is really disgusting.’

The four bishops who watched the whole process looked at the passionate two bishops over there with contempt, and they shook their bodies in disgust to express their contempt. They immediately devoted their limited lives to the infinite CP quarrel.

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