Waste material cannon fodder, he just wants to survive!

In his previous life, after being sent to Guangming Cult by Ran Heming, he was placed under house arrest and humiliated, and spent the darkest time in that room.

Later, during the ceremony, he killed the pope, causing the other party to be backlashed by dark magic, and he became the new pope.

When he became Pope, he killed a lot of people.

Later, he arrested Ran Heming, thinking that those in the Holy See wanted software for himself, so he also put him under house arrest, trying to make him his own prison.

But being stopped by Boss, the blood race that had lived for hundreds of years was destroyed in a few strokes.

After rebirth, he resented Ran Heming, resented why the other party sent him to that place,

Fortunately, once again, he hasn't done anything wrong to Ran Heming, and their relationship can still be saved.

That was his light, the only light in his life.

Em is not the only one who wants to destroy the Illuminati, and Perth is also one of them.

He didn't want to get involved with the internal affairs of the Illuminati, but those people actually coveted his things. He discovered the little guy and he didn't allow anyone to draw his attention.

"Go and stare at those people."

Boss raised his head, and all the bats in the room flew away to the place where the Guangming Cult was.

The two were carrying out their plan silently, but Ran Heming, who was being targeted, knew nothing about it.

No. 12 days after Em left, the Audley City National Harvest Festival began.

As a Duke, Ran Heming was naturally within this request. He got dressed and went to the banquet carefully.

The palace is very luxurious, the floor is gorgeous gold, and the head is brightly decorated with lights.

Ran Heming stood in the crowd and looked at the man at the front in the middle of the hall - black hair, wearing a golden dress, holding a scepter in his hand.

This man is the king of this country, Carmon, a man who was regarded as a king at a young age. Although he is a king, he is very infatuated. He fell in love with his sister at first sight when he was young, and he has been married to his sister since then.

He is a good brother-in-law, Ran Heming evaluated in his heart.

Then he saw an unexpected person in the palace—the Guangming Cult, and he seemed to be looking at himself.

Ran Heming's back felt cold, and his nerves immediately tensed up. He looked away guiltily, and the hand holding the wine glass was dripping with sweat.

The feeling of being stared at came again. Although it was far away, he could clearly feel that there were two eyes looking at him.

If the Illuminati were looking at him, then someone must have discovered his identity and would regard him as an outlier, or a wizard or something, and maybe even want to burn him to death.

Thinking of Ran Heming's fear, in the background of this world, people don't like wizards at all, they think they are people who can deal with nightmares, if he is identified as a wizard, even his sister will want to burn him to death .

The more Ran Heming thought about it, the more frightened he became, and he wanted to leave the banquet immediately, when he was too absorbed in his thoughts, a familiar voice sounded in his ear: "Don't be afraid."

He turned his head to see Boss standing beside him at some point, wearing a champagne waistcoat over a white blouse, his long hair tied up with a headband, looking at him with his eyes bent.

He blocked the Guangming Sect members with his body calmly, Ran Heming was moved by this action, thinking that villains also have advantages.

Thanks to the presence of Boss, Ran Heming was not as nervous as before.

"You're here too." He said this to Perth as if talking about something commonplace.

"of course."

The corners of Perth's mouth curled up, but his attention was always on the man in black standing next to the king. Suddenly, his expression froze, and his smile turned cold a few degrees.

"Joe's hair is messed up." Boss approached Ran Heming slightly and stretched out his hand, arranging the hair around his ear.

His fingers touched his ears, and they were gone as soon as they were touched, but they were numb. He blushed, not knowing why he suddenly became so strange, and didn't notice the hand that Boss withdrew, clutching a Floor black smoke.

Boss held that hand behind his back, and his fingers were burned by black smoke, showing some scratches, and the scars disappeared when he moved his fingers.

"Thank you." Ran Heming thanked belatedly.

Obviously, Boss's little trick was not discovered.

"You're welcome, if you really want to thank me, how about visiting my house tonight?"

"Do not……"

Before Ran Heming finished speaking, the king began to speak, and his thick voice reached everyone's ears in the hall.

"I am very pleased that the Pope accepted my invitation."

Ran Heming only knew that the man in black was the Pope after listening to the king's words, and it was also the same person who said that he was from another world that day. Ran Heming recognized him because of the conspicuous silver hair under the other's black robe and cap.

"It is also my honor for the king to invite me."

In this country, the status of the Illuminati is more noble than anyone else. It would be a great honor if the Pope of the Illuminati could personally come to pray for the blessing of this country.

On behalf of God's approval of this country, it will also send blessings to this country,

That's why the pope didn't get angry when he called himself the emperor in front of the king.

The pope's blessing is very simple, that is, to sprinkle holy water for everyone. The holy water of the Illuminati can drive away the filth on the body and send down blessings.

Ran Heming looked at the man in black holding the holy water and pouring it on everyone, he always felt that everything except the holy water was superstitious.

Seeing that he was about to come to their side, he looked worriedly at Boss who was standing beside him. He remembered that some TV series said that blood races were afraid of holy water.

"Why does Joe keep looking at me?"

Ran Heming looked at Bosi with an indifferent expression, and he was still able to talk to him with a smile, which meant that the other party should not be afraid of this thing, but he was just worrying about it.

"It's okay." Ran Heming said with a smile.

Then he turned his head, calmly waiting for the pope to sprinkle holy water on himself, and told himself in his heart to sprinkle a few drops of water on his face and it would be over.

Soon, the pope came towards them holding holy water.

But the development of things will always be different from what Ran Heming thought.

"Ok?"

The Pope, who was supposed to leave in front of him after sprinkling holy water, suddenly stopped in front of Ran Heming, making a suspicious voice

This feeling is like the feeling of deserting in class, and then the teacher who came downstairs to give a lecture suddenly stopped beside me, which is very uncomfortable anyway.

Ran Heming held his breath, afraid that the other party would say something strange again.

Today is different, today he is standing beside Perth, with such a smart and well-informed mind, his vest will be wiped clean in a flash.

Or he found that Boss's identity is not simple, although this matter has nothing to do with him, it still makes him scared and nervous, okay?

Five or six seconds passed, and the Pope still didn't leave his side. Ran Heming's heart was like the drum of a battlefield, it couldn't stop for a moment, and the rhythm was getting faster and faster.

"Why does the Pope always stare at my brother?"

"Return to Your Majesty, the emperor has noticed incredible power in the little duke."

"Oh? What power?" The king became curious, and followed the pope's words to look at his younger brother who didn't pay much attention.

"Pope, is it true that Joe has power?" It was Sister Ran Heming who spoke, and she seemed very happy.

"Yes, back to Your Majesty and Princess, the power of the little duke can help the Ottoman country to prosper."

What kind of nonsense is this, there are still people who believe it.

Ran Heming complained in his heart, and then he was shocked to find that most people in the hall were affirming the pope's words.

Ah this.

You are sober, he is just a waste material! !

He cannot decide the fate of a country.

So he asked under the surprised eyes of everyone: "Do you feel wrong?"

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