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Chapter 385: Tobacco Merchant Enters the Palace

"Let's not talk about useless things for now. Jacob and that kid named Lorenzo, do you two have cigarettes?"

The first thing he said when they met was to ask for a cigarette, but at least they saw the living Saint Barlan, and his expression seemed no different from usual, so everyone felt relieved.

"Bring it..."

Jacob didn't smoke, but Lorenzo had a pack of cheap cigarettes. If Saint Baran asked him to, he would definitely not dare to refuse and handed it over obediently.

I mustered up the courage to look inside the house. Wow! It was filled with smoke and I couldn't see what was going on inside. The whole house was deaf (to describe the thick smoke).

"Wait a moment, I'll be back soon."

Liu Yonglu came into the room to deliver cigarettes and closed the door.

"Smoke sparingly. I'll give you some more when I have the chance."

Liu Yonglu threw the cigarette on the table, suddenly remembered something, and asked again:
"By the way, after so many rounds of reboots, you must know what the witch is, right?"

Liu Yonglu thought that Millie Tang still had a "deadline" waiting for her in the future.

“Of course I know. Although I haven’t had much contact with them, I think the witches should also be vaguely aware of the restart. At least they know the truth about the Virgin Mary.

I can only say that witches are a group of noble but crazy people, and they must have made some attempts in private."

"Oh, okay, see you later."

"Take this, take it."

The saint took off the bracelet from her wrist and threw it over. It was made of coral stone:

"To prove your identity."

Liu Yonglu walked out of the hut and smacked his food. Millie Tang came over and asked him what happened, but Liu Yonglu just laughed it off.

The two of them already had a tacit understanding. Looking at Liu Yonglu's behavior, Millie Tang could guess that with Jacob next to him, there were many things he was not comfortable saying.

Everyone returned to the open space, and at this time Botticelli had awakened from his dream. He prostrated himself on the ground, clenched his fists, and recited the teachings from the scriptures with a pious look on his face.

Seeing Liu Yonglu, Botticelli crawled forward two more steps using his knees as feet and put his arms around Liu Yonglu's thighs.

"The mercy of the saint shines on the earth. Your Excellency Saint Baran, do you know who I saw?"

Liu Yonglu looked down at him. What was wrong with this kid? He always liked to hug other people's thighs. Liu Yonglu quickly grabbed his forearm and pulled Botticelli up.

"Saint, right? Is it the old Saint?"

The saint had just told him the whole principle of "returning dreams", so Liu Yonglu had to guess in this direction.

Botticelli sniffed and almost cried. The saint had mercy on me. It really was Saint Balaam who saved me. His eyes moved downwards and stopped on the coral bracelet in Liu Yonglu's hand.

Just now in his dream, he had been eating at the same table with Saint Bernard and the Saint, and he had also seen the bracelet on the Saint's right hand not far away.

Now this thing is in Saint Baran's hands... What does this mean? Isn't it obvious enough?

The young man held back his sobs and stood by with his hands hanging down. He thought that his life was saved, and the injustice of being labeled a murderer would be cleared sooner or later.

“Jacob, we’ve made it through tonight, let’s open the door and get out.

Mi Li'er, let's not go back to the hotel for now. Let Jacob arrange a few rooms for us to stay in the church for the night, and let the two of them stay in one room."

Liu Yonglu pointed at Botticelli and Lorenzo.

"We live next to them. Haverson, Roselis, you two should be alert when you sleep at night, and don't let anyone take advantage of you."

Liu Yonglu made some arrangements. Since Botticelli was so important, he must be wary of the Virgin Mary's people.

"Jacob, Bill, I'll come to your room after I get out and talk to you about something."

Since it was Saint Barlaan's arrangement, Jacob had no reason to refute it. He inserted the five-finger sword into the soil to end the dream, and returned to his bedroom to have a secret conversation with Saint Barlaan for an hour.

Liu Yonglu went back to his room to rest, while Jacob and Bill sat in the room to digest the huge amount of information Liu Yonglu had just conveyed. "Bill, is it okay to leave the Amalfi matter to Judge Mirandola?"

"I think... it shouldn't have any impact. Of course, I will call back tomorrow morning to explain everything to Lord Kosander first."

Both of them had solemn expressions. What Saint Barlan had just said to them was indeed a bit... shocking.

Of course Liu Yonglu couldn't tell the truth and tell these two people that your Holy Mother and Saintess are not the same kind of people at all! The Holy See is about to fight! The world is about to restart! The two of them must be crazy...

Liu Yonglu only hinted to the two of them in a very subtle way that the heretics represented by the Sahagun sect might make big moves recently, and that the other party's power should not be underestimated, so he asked them to be prepared and speed up the investigation.

Liu Yonglu also asked an incredible question:

"Where is the largest industrial city in Victoria?"

"Lombardy. The clue happened to point to the Abbey of Sant'Anguissola, which is located on the outskirts of Lombardy."

"Okay, let's set off tomorrow. Speed ​​is of the essence. When we get to Lombardy, do me a favor and call the most famous tobacco merchant there."

Jacob and Bill sat by the candlestick and pondered for a long time, but they couldn't understand what Saint Baran could want from the tobacco merchant.

"Well, forget it. Saint Barlan is the practitioner of the will of the Saint, and the Saint's oracles are not something that ordinary people like us can understand."

Bill pinched his brows. His mind was in a mess. He had thought that Saint Barlan's tour was a tedious religious matter, but now it was murder and heresy. The situation suddenly became unclear:

"By the way, what do you think of what happened in the dreamland tonight?"

A strong wind blew and Saint Baran suddenly disappeared. When he reappeared, he had entered a small house in the crevice of the Egg Mountain. It was a bit unusual no matter how you thought about it.

"Shh..."

Jacob waved his hand. Saint Barlaan's bedroom was on the same floor as his. The other party was a saint, close to omniscience. The two of them were talking about the saint behind his back... Are they going to die?!

As the holder of the Five Finger Sword, Jacob has a deeper understanding of this ancient relic.

It may be an exaggeration to say that it is the ceremonial dagger that the saint used when presiding over mass, but this ancient relic should have some connection with the saint.

Considering the change in Saint Barlan's attitude after he came out of the house and what he just said, the situation in the house... is self-evident...

Jacob didn't dare to think too much!

Bill nodded carefully and turned to leave Jacob's bedroom.

"By the way, Mr. Bill, don't forget to tell Bishop Cursander about Saint Barlan's request to borrow the library tomorrow."

One of the main purposes of Liu Yonglu's visit to the Holy See this time is to find books related to the Lost Sea.

But with his current status, if he made such a request, let alone borrowing banned books, even if he just wanted to make a copy and take it away, the archbishop probably wouldn't say a word of objection.

After leaving Jacob's house, Liu Yonglu knocked on Millie Tang's door.

"Rice grains, rice grains, rice grains."

"what!"

When the door opened, Millie Tang had changed into her pajamas, but her face was cold, as if she had eaten a fly.

We are not going back to the hotel tonight and there are limited rooms in the church, so Liu Yonglu and Xiaohu can only sleep there, while Millie Tang and Ling'er can sleep there.

The two of them had been staring at each other since they entered the house, not saying a word, like fighting cocks. Now that she heard Liu Yonglu knocking on the door, how could Millie Tang give him a good look?

"Well, I wanted to report to you what happened tonight. Let's go in and talk."

"You stink of cigarettes. Change your clothes before coming back."

Millie Tang was about to close the door with a stern face, but Liu Yonglu quickly held the door frame:

"It's a big deal. It's somewhat related to witches."

(End of this chapter)