Tianjin people will never lose SAN

Chapter 267 Starring Liu Yonglu

Nicholas is behind? Invention sent us?

The amount of information was too much for the judges to process and they just stood there looking at each other.

Invention? Bill leaned over and checked it again himself. The manual of the machine and the stamp of Rodwell Company on the brass parts didn't look fake, but the Archbishop's mission didn't mention inventions, so he just said to kill Nicholas.

From the perspective of the Archbishop of the Holy See, Nicholas' existence is the source of the threat to the authority of the Saints. As long as he is there, this invention may be released at any time. As for the Continental Expo? That is a game between secular countries and has nothing to do with the Saints.

We destroyed this box of inventions? There's no point. We can't report it back to the boss.

Carry it back? Don't be ridiculous. God knows what will happen on the way. This thing is a hot potato. Whoever carries it will be uncomfortable.

However, Bill's point of view is similar to Jacob's. Since he has seen the invention, Nikola will most likely fall into Dou Nivar's hands.

The other party's statement is reasonable. If I were in his place, if I had kidnapped Nikola and stolen the invention, I might have chosen to escort him separately if I had enough manpower, as this would have been relatively less risky.

But now the initiative is still in the hands of others. Should we break off relations and control Dou Nivar, and then exchange hostages after the people escorting Nikola arrive at the hotel?

Bill glanced at the situation in the house. There were two people on the other side, and their companions were supporting them outside. If they couldn't take them down in a short time, they would be outnumbered 6 to 4.

My current condition is not very good. I just came out of the dreamland. My companions...

Bill noticed Jacob's look as he glanced around, and it seemed like he had something to say.

"Mr. Dou, I'd rather keep the invention with you for now.

We will give you a reply after we contact the Holy See."

"Don't worry! I'm so sorry. We agreed before we left that you must take this invention away today no matter what!"

Liu Yonglu became even more excited and pulled Bill's hand towards the box.

Bill thought to himself that it seemed like Mr. Bean was really the same kind of person as himself. Although he didn't know his motives or the forces behind him, he was definitely not on the same side as Nikola, otherwise he wouldn't have been so eager to send his inventions out.

"No, no, no, I really don't want to, I really don't want to."

The two of them started to quarrel as if they were paying the bill for a meal.

"Nicholas' invention is unique in the world. I'm telling you, the remaining parts are in the Wisdom Church, one is in the royal summer palace, and this is the third one. Don't hesitate to take it home and cut it."

"Mr. Dou, we will go back and rest first. We will discuss this with you again after the Holy See has made arrangements."

Jacob acted decisively and quickly pulled Bill and the others out of the room. He had a lot to say and had to find a place to talk to Bill and the others.

……

At the same time, in the chapel inside the Holy See.

Archbishop Kosander and several other bishops stood in front of the Gate of No Source in an orderly manner.

The archbishop glanced forward and saw that the priests had hung a light-proof curtain in front of the door. All the holy candles around the chapel were lit, and the bishops around were breathing rapidly, because fifteen years had passed since the last time the saint knocked on the door.

"squeaky"

The heavy sound of the door opening seemed to knock on the bishops' hearts.

They didn't say anything, just stood there with their heads down. Even Archbishop Kosander, who was usually the most dignified, did not have any arrogance on his face.

His authority and all worldly respect were given by the saint. Without the saint, he would be just an old man in his twilight years.

In the quiet night, there was no sound in the empty chapel. The breeze in the corridor blew thousands of holy candles, and the flickering flames lengthened the shadows under the feet of the bishops, like pious statues.

Kosander knew that he didn't need to say anything, as the Saint knew everything. They just had to stand there, and the memories and knowledge in their minds would converge into the Saint's brain like streams flowing into the sea.

"Archbishop, you sent the Inquisitor to Mosesad."

The saint's neutral voice exploded in the bishops' minds. No one could tell the saint's gender, age, or mood from her voice. Her humanity had been transformed into gospel in the long river of time and spread to the earth. Behind the gate without source was only the saint's divinity.

Kosander also read in the diary of the former archbishop that the saint would only reveal her rare true self in front of saints or her own preachers on earth, but that heavenly voice had not been heard for a long time.

"Yes, there are eight judges in total."

Kosander replied briefly that all the saint wanted was his attitude in answering. As for the details, the omniscient saint already knew them.

"Tell them to come back."

The answer was so brief that Kosander knew that although the saint did not specify the time, the oracle was the oracle. No matter how far Bill and his team's mission had progressed, it must be stopped immediately.

"But... Respected Saint, the secular royal family is trying to challenge the authority of the Holy Scripture..."

After all, Kosander was an archbishop who had climbed up step by step from a priest. He had experienced the situation of the Saint walking out of the Gate of No Source three times, so he had the courage to express his inner doubts.

But just as he was halfway through his words, a series of confusing images appeared in his mind.

He seemed to see the end of his own will. No, that was not just his end, but the end of the entire Holy See, and even of countless lives.

The scene was very straightforward and cruel. Kosander swallowed his saliva, his eyes were dazed, and he just stood there in a daze.

The saint did not blame him in public. After coming to his senses, Kosander turned his head to look at the other bishops. They looked normal. It seemed that these chilling clips were specially prepared by the saint for him.

"Please forgive my stupidity and presumption. I understand, dear Saint. I will arrange it immediately."

Behind the heavy curtain, there was no further response.

"Squeak, bang."

The heavy door without source closed again. The bishops present did not dare to talk to each other. They turned around mechanically and walked out of the chapel.

Under the porch, the bishops dared only speak in low voices, as if they had not yet recovered from the sacred atmosphere just now.

"Sir Kosander, why did the Saint do this?" No one dared to disobey the Saint's wishes, but speculation was inevitable. The old bishop sighed.

“I have seen many visions of the future, and if you ask me to describe them to you, I cannot do it.

Just like an ant cannot describe the vastness of the ocean, the saint only let me see a grain of sand, but that grain of sand was as huge as a mountain to me. "

Kosander did not regret his decision to send the Inquisitor. He was just a mortal and could only see limited things, but the Saint would guide the direction of his destiny.

"Will it be related to other gods?"

The young bishop, who was more intelligent, spoke in a low voice.

"It's possible, I think so."

Kosander thought of those messy and cruel scenes, looked up at the stars in the sky and nodded.

……

Under the stars, a small boat is floating in the boundless ocean.

“They say you eat grapes without spitting out the skins, but this guy doesn’t eat the grapes but spits out the skins.

A man with a white beard came from the south, leaning on a bruised white stick..."

On the boat, Donkey was lying with his legs crossed, mumbling something to himself, exercising his neck and stretching it forward rhythmically. Recently, he found a trick: chanting this kind of spell can have unexpected effects if combined with some body movements.

"Boy, is my bookmark still working?"

Liu Yonglu can feel it every time he uses the Bookmark Donkey, just as Xiaohu can feel that Liu Yonglu is in a confused dream.

"It seems to be very lively, with so many interesting people gathered together, I can't help but want to go back."

The donkey just stood up, thought for a moment, and then lay down again:
"Forget it. If I trick that kid again, he'll probably get really angry and won't play with me anymore."

The donkey tilted its head to look in the direction of Moses Sad, but all it could see was the pitch-black sea.

“The Xoth emerges hup mgepogg”

The dull muttering echoed on the sea beneath the donkey.

“Shh, be patient, you’ve waited so long, a few days won’t make a difference.

The show can only begin when all the actors are present.”

……

"I've been performing all night. I'm so tired."

After sending Jacob and the others out of the room, Liu Yonglu took off the mask on his face, rubbed his face and asked in a low voice:

"Where's Nicholas?"

"It's under Carol's bed." Milly Tang closed the box full of Nicholas' inventions and quickly set up the forbidden spell.

"Okay, nothing went wrong."

"No, the boss is probably still being held in the kitchen by Jacob and his men. There are only people from the Saint's Sect in the entire inn. What should we do tomorrow? Should we just leave?"

"I don't know. We'll just have to deal with it as it happens. If we can leave, that's the best. But if we can't leave, don't worry. Success or failure depends on this one shudder."

Liu Yonglu poured himself a glass of boiled water and thought about what to do tomorrow.

Judging from Jacob's expression, he has no ill intention towards him for the time being. Liu Yonglu has also come into contact with many people from the Holy Maiden Sect. No matter what they do behind his back, they appear to be relatively decent on the surface.

And judging from Bill Jacob's face, he was mentally weak and it would take him a while to recover. Taking Mi Li'er and Carol with him was also an option, but we were afraid of alerting the enemy and there would be other pursuers behind us and we would be doomed.

It's better to solve it peacefully. If not, just delay it and send them to New Lund first...

Liu Yonglu was thinking about something while watching Millie Tang set up various magic arrays.

"Mi Li'er, why don't you sleep in the same room tonight? Aren't there so many empty rooms?"

After saying this, Liu Yonglu wanted to slap himself in the face. Why did he speak so quickly?

Millie Tang froze in place.

Yes, we slept together when we came here because there was an official boss in the hotel, but now the boss has been locked up and the keys are hanging on the bar. We could have slept separately, but how did I end up sharing a room with this guy again?

"Well...Nikola's invention is not safe for one person to look after, so two people can look after each other."

Millie Tang was quite quick-witted and quickly found an excuse.

"Yes, yes, you are still very careful. Then go to bed quickly, you are exhausted."

Liu Yonglu took off his coat and wanted to go to sleep.

"No, no, you were rolling on the ground just now, you are too dirty, take a shower first."

Liu Yonglu was really tired. In the first half of the night, he was chased by a giraffe, and in the second half, he fought a battle of wits and courage with the judge. His body was exhausted.

He went to the toilet and poured liquid in a basin, changed into clean clothes, and lay down on the bed in the dark.

After lying down for a while, Liu Yonglu secretly turned over. Hey, Mi Lier didn't hang the curtain today!

Let’s post them together today. My sleep has been a bit messy recently, so after I finish setting the scheduled post, I will go to bed.

It feels like it’s starting to get cold after eleven days. The next time I’m looking forward to is the Chinese New Year. Everyone, enjoy the weekend and relax.

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(End of this chapter)