This matter has always been a mystery.

When it happened, Bishop Bourne was just an inquisitor and had no access to matters at that level. When he reached this position now, he found that he still had no access. All the files about that incident were sealed at the highest level.

Only priests can check it, and of course, the temple elders.

The only thing that is known is that the woman who was later called Madam Madam is still alive and living in the York City area, but no one knows where she lives specifically.

Bishop Byrne looked at Wofulun, smiled, and said, "Thanks for the reminder."

Well, if that crazy lady learns that she plans to develop her granddaughter into a spy, the consequences will be terrifying just thinking about it.

"Karen is a very good young man." Bishop Wofulun said, "Now I feel that it is normal for the princess of Darkmoon Island to look down on my grandson."

Even his grandson failed to pass the district selection, but Karen led the people in the district to the end. This gap is too clear.

"Yes, he is a very good young man. My son also thinks highly of him." As he spoke, Bishop Bourne reached out and poked his forehead. "Young people are talented. I have seen many young people who have wisdom in life."

Yes, I have seen many people who are talented and wise in life, which means they are really smart."

"Although what you said is a bit awkward, I can understand what you mean. By the way, just now, the Holy See issued two spiritual documents. One is that next year, similar events will be held according to this example.

Selection activities. However, the age group will be restricted, and those who have participated will not be allowed to participate again."

"Then your grandson has no chance." Bishop Bourne joked.

"I don't have the nerve to ask Leon to participate again. It will be disgraceful in the end. If I don't get selected again, I will really lose my face completely."

"It seems that you are very self-aware of your family's bloodline."

Wavron rolled his eyes at Bourne.

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"The second spirit of the document is that the higher authorities plan to reform the distribution system for young people. This aspect will have to touch the cake of many people."

"Look at the determination above."

"Well, I think so too, but the specific implementation method given is to put a group of young people into a new environment for experience, so that they can increase their exposure and knowledge."

"Is it written so specifically in the document?"

"Yes."

"Then I guess the [Whip of Order] headquarters will issue documents soon. The Whip of Order department is like a sauce vat. You can put any ingredients in it and take it out when needed.

From a compromise point of view, there is nothing more suitable than entering the Whip of Order, which can advance the process and will not bring too much stimulation to the old people in the system."

"Well, I guess it will be arranged like this. It's almost time to prepare to welcome the children back. Let's hold a banquet to celebrate them tonight."

"The children are tired, but what they need most now is rest."

"I have contacted the mission hospital to send someone to come over for treatment and examination. They still have half a day to rest in the suite of the Ankara hotel."

"They're going to dislike you very much."

"Do you think the banquet is for them? It's for their parents."

"That's right."

…

When he walked out of the teleportation circle, Karen saw a group of people greeted by Chief Bishop Wofulun.

After seeing this scene, Karen and others felt gloomy, because they guessed what would be waiting for them next.

Perhaps, before the selection, they all imagined that they would come back to receive welcome and appreciation after successfully getting a spot, but now, they just want to find a place to sleep for three days and three nights.

Philomena walked away silently. This welcome and celebration had nothing to do with her.

Archbishop Walfulan presided over the triumphal ceremony, delivered a speech, and then led a group of regional bishops to shake hands, pat shoulders and encourage Karen and others.

Next, reporters from "Order Weekly" came over to take photos and conduct interviews. Mellie was very excited because the previous interview Karen accepted before departure and the current results were enough to occupy the front page.

After these procedures were completed, two VIP cars drove over. Karen and others got in the car. In the car, the director of the church hospital personally examined Karen and others' health, and began treatment directly in the car.

Karen was in good physical and mental condition, which surprised the director who examined him and joked:

"You look like you're back from vacation."

However, although he did not need to receive treatment, the director still gave Karen a treatment. The feeling was very comfortable, like a massage for the soul.

After arriving at the Ankara Hotel, everyone was arranged into their rooms. Karen was very familiar with this place and its rooms. After entering the room, he took the phone to order a meal, as well as cigarettes, wine, coffee, and tea bags.

He is not hungry now, and he is planning to pack up the meal and take it home so that his family can taste the delicious food made with the coupon ingredients, especially the captain's favorite grilled lizard meat.

I was the star of the dinner party and had no chance to hide the food.

Tobacco, wine, and coffee are all real luxuries that can only be bought with coupons, and Karen is also planning to take them home.

This was a habit he had developed during his previous security work, and he didn't believe that the hotel would ask him to pay the bill this time. He would definitely be reimbursed.

In fact, Karen doesn't lack these coupons. Even if she can't enjoy them like this every day, it's absolutely fine to enjoy them once or twice a month. But under reasonable conditions, taking advantage of the public is also a kind of happiness.

After taking a shower and changing into hotel pajamas, Karen went to bed.

The bed was very big, and when I looked to the side, I realized that I was lying here alone, without Bicuo and Fanny, and I lost a lot of sense of fulfillment.

Close your eyes and sleep.

After being awakened at night and putting on clean divine robes, Karen came to the banquet hall.

Ashley, Bart and Ventura were standing at the door, specifically waiting for them.

After Karen walked in, they followed him in together.

For a moment, the whole audience applauded and cheered.

Karen waved and bowed to everyone around, and Bart and the others behind them also imitated Karen's movements, but they seemed a little uncomfortable and stiff.

Looking at this scene, Karen couldn't help but sigh in her heart: It really looks like an Olympic champion's triumphant victory.

Bart's parents, Ashley's parents, and Ventura's grandparents all arrived at the scene. As the captain, Karen had to go and greet them one by one.

During the banquet, there were many big shots from the York City area talking to Karen, and Karen dealt with them one by one.

Finally, Karen was asked to go on stage to give a speech.

Karen stood on the stage, facing the microphone, holding the red wine glass high in his left hand, patted his chest with his right hand, and shouted:

"Glory belongs to York City!"

Although I am a Rylan person.

The audience burst into cheers again.

…

After finally staying up until the banquet was over, Karen returned to the room, took his packed things and walked out of the hotel. He had no intention of staying here overnight, he wanted to go back.

There was a hearse parked by the road not far from the hotel entrance.

At this point in time, the hearse is so conspicuous and fits the atmosphere so well.

Uncle Mason said that a hearse has a unique beauty.

Karen sensed it because he was very tired now.

Alfred came down and took the things from Karen's hand and placed them in the car. He returned to the driver's seat and started the car while turning to Karen who was sitting in the passenger seat and said:

"Master, congratulations!"

Karen nodded and responded seriously:

"Alfred, thank you."

This serious thank you made Alfred a little confused, and then an inexplicable sense of conviction and recognition rose up, and even the radio in the hearse made a "chacha-cha" sound of electricity at this time.

"Master, would you like a glass of ice water? I brought a thermos bucket with ice cubes in it."

"OK."

Alfred opened the car door and got out of the car. When he walked to the trunk, he naturally took out the booklet from his chest, took out the pen, bit off the cap of the pen with his mouth, and wrote:
Chapter completed!