Villain: Glory bows to me

After Chris went to do things, Catherine came to report the situation. She had finished training the assassins and was waiting for Vito to order the operation to begin.

"Here, I'll give you this dagger. Give it to the leading assassin. Make sure the dagger pierces the target's body.

The time for action is set on the day before the saint's day. I will send out a signal and you will take action immediately. "

Vito handed Catherine a dagger forged from crystallized minerals in the abyss.

Catherine did not dare to ask any more questions and immediately withdrew.

After doing these things, Vito set off to Milea's room to see how the little girl was recovering.

As soon as he entered the room, Vito smelled an extremely strong smell of potion. Vito immediately understood that this little girl was fine at all and was conducting experiments again.

"Milea, please don't blow up my mansion."

Vito shouted helplessly, and Milea immediately rushed to him with several bottles of magic potion.

"No way! I'm not that stupid!"

Milea pouted and pretended to be angry.

"Okay, look at you, you don't stop even when you're hurt. Which girl does these things every day like you?

Can you learn from your sister Zhushang and dress yourself up or buy something and eat desserts when you have nothing to do? "

Vito held his forehead helplessly. This little witch was so different that she didn't look like a girl.

"I don't. I just like to stay with my potion. I don't want to be a little girl! Just a little!"

Milea stuck out her tongue and ran away. Knowing that she couldn't hold her back, Vito simply didn't care.

His big plan is about to start. Vito returns to the room. He has to quickly adjust his condition and learn a new magic. A good show is about to take place.

……

It’s the day before Saint’s Day.

It was very unusual for Vito to go out alone today, but it made perfect sense given the circumstances.

Because Chris usually uses the dark power of the abyss to hide himself, and the entire Holy City knows that Paul went home during the holidays.

So Zhu Shang and Milea were the only ones who felt something was wrong, but with Vito's strength and the defensive measures of Santo Dorn, they were not too worried.

Vito came to a store and went in to pick out some exquisite gifts to give to several people in his family.

Everything looked very normal, and people passing by would stop to say hello to the Pope whom they regarded as dear to their eyes, and Vito responded with a smile.

When Vito walked out of the store, snowflakes suddenly began to fall in the sky, and the temperature of the entire Holy City plummeted.

"It smells a bit like Saint Gall."

Vito raised his head and took out a small but delicate pendant from his pocket. It was a gemstone with frozen snowflakes, which Vito made when he first cast magic.

Vito lifted it up, and the transparent gem reflected the sunlight, making Vito unable to open his eyes.

Suddenly, an arrow pierced the sky and shot straight into Vito's arm.

Vito reacted immediately, put the pendant away, pulled out the arrow and threw it on the ground.

The next moment, a large cloud of black smoke rose up around him, and countless heavily armed assassins walked out of the black smoke.

Vito just smiled, and just as he was about to activate his magic, his body suddenly trembled, and he spat out a mouthful of black blood, and the throbbing veins on his body turned black.

Vito fell to the ground in pain, his body shaking uncontrollably.

The leading assassin took out a dagger that was completely covered by magic and could not see its material, and stabbed it straight into Vito's heart.

Vito fell instantly, and the blood that continued to flow from his body dyed the ground red and the snowflakes falling on him. The assassins also disappeared along with the black smoke.

A shrill scream rang through the sky, and countless people moved towards Vito, who was lying in a pool of blood.

Following the sound, Franklin, the owner of the bakery, and his son-in-law Lance came, the one who was able to stay here thanks to Vito's favor.

Lance pushed aside the crowd, rushed forward and picked up Vito, who was lying in a pool of blood, and ran towards the hospital with Franklin.

……

The news that the Pope was assassinated in the holy city of Dorne was quickly spread throughout the Huiyuan Kingdom by the bards.

In a rage, Luo Li ordered the blockade of the mountain where the towering city and the holy city of Dorne were located, and cut off all the main roads between the Huiyuan Kingdom and the Sun and Moon Kingdom.

All emissaries are out, and those who have been in conflict with Vito will be thoroughly investigated.

Those officials who did not deal with Vito, and even dignitaries from far away, including Duke Wagner, were shocked.

After all, they had just negotiated and reached a cooperation, which was no secret, and it was simply unreasonable to do it the day before Saint's Day.

Luo Wen dragged his frail body out of bed and insisted on searching it himself.

It was Lori's persuasion and violence that pushed him back to the palace. The two brothers understood what a terrible situation they would be in if Vito died.

Chris got the news early and rushed to the hospital where Vito was staying. He stood guard in front of Vito's ward, never leaving and not letting anyone in.

Zhu Shang, Milea and Thompson, who rushed over as soon as they learned about Vito's assassination, were also blocked by him.

Erwin, Walker and Catherine also came over, and Thomas and Shi Dong were on their way back after receiving the news.

Faced with Chris's obstruction, they also understood that they could not disturb Vito now, so they could only hold back their thoughts and silently guard the door.

The residents of Santo Donne walked out of their homes and gathered in front of the cathedral to pray for Vito spontaneously.

Basically, they have all been favored by Vito, so they naturally hope that their great benefactor can survive.

At this time, Wanling City was filled with joy. For Duke Yelena, Vito's assassination was great news.

She didn't do anything and didn't dare to do anything, but she wanted Vito dead more than anyone else.

After all, as long as Vito lives for one day, she will feel like a light on her back, and she dare not make any move.

……

Vito woke up in a daze. He felt two people beside him. At this time, his eyes were dark, his body was in severe pain, and it was extremely hot.

Hearing Vito's movements, Franklin and Lance, who were taking care of him in the room, hurried over to check on him, but Vito gave them a shushing gesture.

“The smell of bread, and the smell of perfume that women only have, but it’s very light.

Franklin, Lance, thank you for your hard work... Ahem... I can't see anything now and I'm very weak...

Be quiet...go outside and call Chris in...stop me...don't let...anyone see me..."

Vito explained in a weak voice.

The husband and son-in-law immediately went to do it, opened the door a crack, and called Chris in.

Chris said nothing after coming in, his face was gloomy, and there was no expression visible in the darkness.

Vito spoke again now, his voice still weak.

"Franklin...my old friend, you should go back first...your body can't stand this kind of torment...just let this young man Lance accompany me..."

Vito said and took Lance's hand.

Franklin took Vito's hand, kissed him, and immediately left.

"Lance...if I am still alive, you must tell me when your child is born...I will be his godfather...

From now on, we will be a family... If you have any difficulties, you must come to me... Even if I am gone, my family... will be your strongest support. "

"Your Majesty the Pope, you must be good!"

Lance also followed his father-in-law's example and kissed Vito's hand, and then withdrew at Vito's request.

However, he did not leave the hospital, but stood guard at the door of Vito's ward.

After Lance went out, Vito slowly sat up with the help of Chris.

"It hurts...I can't do this next time...it hurts me so much..."

Vito spit out a mouthful of blood. He felt much better instantly, but he still looked very weak.