The Path of Ascension to the Priest

It took seven days and seven nights for the Battle of the Principality of Shas, known as the "Second Jihad" by later generations, to come to a tragic end when the Gorefiend was re-sealed. The werewolves, elves and the Holy See all suffered heavy casualties. The blond archbishop, who was re-sealed underground by the gorefiend, was injured and disappeared.

After the Gorefiend was sealed, the Saintess, Reese and others finally successfully sealed the door of the Dark Realm. They seriously overdrawn their spiritual power and the power of light. After success, they even lost the strength to hold the staff .

But even so, the Holy Maiden and Ruisi still held up their exhausted spirits and led people to search the Principality of Shas countless times, just to find out where Tang Qiu fell, but unfortunately they did not find any clues, and finally only Can take people back to the Holy See country first.

On the tenth day after the end of the battle, the Holy See began to send people out to clean up the mess. Although the gates of the Gorefiend and the Dark Realm were all sealed again, there were still some monsters that escaped from the Dark Realm that the Holy See, werewolves, and elves did not pay attention to. The case ran out.

Not a lot, but it also caused some trouble.

Moreover, there are still some dark formations left by the Black Witch that have not been cleaned up, and there is still a long way to go before the Statu Continent can return to peace.

In order to seal the dark vortex, the saintess, Ruisi and others frequently overdrawn their mental power to use light spells, which caused some damage to their bodies, but the Holy See was busy and had no free time for them to recuperate.

Reese sat pale in the sun, the warm sunlight shone on her face, but it didn't add a trace of color to her, she yawned tiredly, and casually flipped through the hills piled up with her chin resting on one hand The same academic affairs, there is a cup on her right hand, the rose tea in it has already become cold.

There were footsteps coming from behind, Reese glanced casually, and sighed, "When will you give me a vacation?"

She raised her hand to show the back of her blood-stained hand, which was caused by her overdrawn spiritual power and light power.

The saint glanced down, then walked to sit down opposite Reese, and said lightly, "You are the least injured one." Vogt and Bruce fell into a coma after their mental exhaustion, and they haven't woken up yet.

Reese could not wait to raise her hand to the face of the saint, "Although it is light, I was also injured."

She pushed the educational affairs in front of the saint, took a sip of tea from the cup next to her, and said in a tone that could not be refused: "I have to go back early today."

The saint raised her eyes and looked at Ruisi, and saw that although her complexion was not good, she was still in good spirits. When she said that she was going back, the corners of her mouth involuntarily raised.

She said thoughtfully: "You seem to be in a good mood recently."

"The blood demon is sealed, and the dark forces are also silent. I feel happy, can't I?"

Reese put down the cup as she spoke, got up and straightened her sleeves, and looked like she was about to leave. The saint raised her hand to stop her, and handed her a piece of parchment, "Look at this first."

Reese took it and glanced at it, frowning slightly, "What is Gabriel trying to do?"

When he was attacked by Anderson's witch, Vogt sent distress letters to all the cardinals. Bruce, who was farthest from him, rushed over, but Gabriel didn't move at all.

After the First World War in the Duchy of Shas, the Holy Maiden issued several orders in the name of the Pope to call Gabriel back to the Central Holy See, but all of them fell to nothing.

"Does he want to rebel?" Reese handed the parchment back, raised her hand to touch her chin, and said thoughtfully, "If I were him, I would definitely do it."

To be honest, after the First World War in the Duchy of Shas, the Holy See suffered heavy casualties and its strength was greatly weakened. Gabriel did not participate in the battle, and his team of bishops and priests remained intact, fully capable of fighting.

He attacked the civil war that belonged to the Holy See, and the elves and werewolves were definitely not interested in participating. Moreover, Grace, who shined in the First World War in the Duchy of Shas, disappeared again. She and the saint's spiritual power was damaged and they could not use advanced light spells. This is simply a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity.

"He's watching." The saint's expression was a little dignified, "He's not sure if Grace is missing."

The Vatican can no longer withstand internal conflicts. If Gabriel chooses to rebel, no matter what the outcome is, the Vatican will be severely damaged, and it is unknown whether it will be able to rise.

Reese clicked her tongue, and also felt a little troublesome about this. She leaned on the table and tapped her fingers on the tabletop, pondered for a moment, and curled her lips: "Let Grace handle these messy things. How long has she been resting?"

The saint's heart moved, and she looked up at her, "Have you heard about Grace?"

"No." Seeing that the saint frowned, Reese shrugged, "but I think she should be back soon."

Seeing the saint staring at the parchment in her hand frowning, she stretched out her hand and pulled it out, throwing it in a ball towards the pool, and said in a careless tone: "It's so decided, I'll leave Gabriel's problem to Grace." , as a test for the future Pope."

Reese saw that the brows of the saintess finally showed signs of relaxation, smiled slightly, chatted with her a few more words, and left.

The saint looked at Ruisi's back until it disappeared, and then she looked away. Now the sky is just right, and it's just past noon. She turned her head to the priest who followed behind her, and asked: "Risi is so early this time. Did you just go back?"

The entourage priest nodded, and then said: "Bishop Monica seems to be in the manor of Bishop Reese."

It seems that this is the reason. The saint rubbed the parchment, thought for a while, and said in a flat tone: "Tomorrow, invite Bishop Monica to assist Reese."

Save a dignified cardinal for always making lame excuses for absenteeism.

Gabriel, who was labeled as a rebel by Ruisi, did have the idea of ​​rebellion in his heart, and the reason why he hadn't acted was that he was watching Tang Qiu's situation as the saint said.

When he received Vogt's distress letter, Gabriel actually rushed to help with people, but it was a little later than the others. When he arrived, the door of the dark world had already been opened.

Gabriel, who planned to join the battlefield, suddenly changed his decision to retreat due to the monsters coming out of the dark world and the blood demons that had begun to wake up.

The Gorefiend was too powerful, and Gabriel branded the elves, werewolves, and the Holy See as failures almost instantly.

Even if he joined, it didn't seem to have any impact on the situation, so why did he go to die?

It's not his character to be cannon fodder on the battlefield. Gabriel is waiting. Although he thinks that the Holy See, elves, and werewolves are not the opponents of the Gorefiend, he doesn't think the Gorefiend can destroy them unscathed.

When both sides are hurting, and he leads nearly half of the power of the Holy See under him to clean up the mess, not only the Holy See will fall directly into his hands, but the entire Staru Continent will be his by then.

The Vatican might be seriously injured, but Gabriel didn't care, he had a lot of time to develop the Vatican, and built the most perfect Vatican in his mind completely according to his wishes.

Gabriel felt his chance had come, and he waited patiently until... the blond archbishop he had never seen before single-handedly turned the situation around.

Gabriel couldn't help but gloomy when he recalled the memories of that day, and his divine light was shining... The blond archbishop actually learned the forbidden technique secretly, which was something he couldn't get from the Pope by all means.

Thinking of the Pope, Gabriel swung the things off the table and cursed in a low voice.

If it wasn't for the Pope's brain suddenly flooded and he had to pass on the Pope's position to his stupid son, the Holy See would have already been in his hands.

He had planned to raise and abolish the Holy Son for more than ten years, and then quietly got rid of him. He thought that everything was under his control, but Gabriel only now discovered that things started after the death of the Holy Son. Out of his control.

First of all, there is no influence or threat in the central Holy See. All the use is that the saint who assists the Holy Son in handling religious affairs silently controls the guards around the Pope, preventing him from getting close to the Pope.

Afterwards, his ally, the Xitai Clan, which he worked so hard to win over, was slaughtered overnight by werewolves and elves, leaving no one alive.

If he remembered correctly, it seemed that Grace was also involved in the Xitai Clan's affairs. Gabriel's face was clouded and his eyes were gloomy. He should have solved her secretly the first time he knew about this person.

How can someone who can escape from the hands of Cambecas and even complete the counter-kill be without threat?Gabriel's guts are green with regret now.

A sudden noise from the door interrupted his thoughts, Gabriel looked up displeasedly, and ordered coldly: "Come in."

His entourage, the priest, walked in anxiously, with his head down, not daring to look at Gabriel's expression.

Gabriel raised his hand and rubbed the center of his brows, and asked in a deep voice, "Where's Abel? Didn't he come to see me?"

The entourage priest swallowed nervously, and replied cautiously: "...I don't know where Bishop Abel went."

Gabriel's hand paused for a moment, and then he clenched his fist and thumped the table hard. Nothing went well.

After venting for a while, Gabriel leaned back in the chair and slowly regained his sense and calmness. Grace...is this person missing?

It would be nice if this person died, Gabriel put on a stern smile, so that he would have a chance to regain the Holy See.

Tang Qiu, who was cursed by Gabriel, not only did not die, but has almost recovered.

She was standing in a small garden and was leisurely trimming some messy branches and leaves with a pair of scissors. The slim white robe outlined her exquisite body, and her long golden hair hung softly behind her, with the tail curled up around her waist. A small arc.

The sun was shining warmly on her body, which put Tang Qiu in a good mood. She looked up at the window of the bedroom on the second floor, with a deep smile in her sky-blue eyes, and said softly, "You really don't want to come out to enjoy the sun. The sun? Lucille."

The window was tightly closed and there was no movement. Tang Qiu shook his head and laughed, and turned to continue pruning the branches and leaves, but suddenly a pair of arms wrapped around his waist, and a soft body was pressed against his back.

Lucille buried her head on Tang Qiu's back, her cold voice sounded dull, "...I hate the sun."

Tang Qiu put the scissors aside and wanted to turn around from Lucille's arms, but she held her tightly and couldn't move. Since Lucille was promoted to the second generation, Tang Qiu has no advantage in strength up.

She put her hand on Lucille's arm and joked with a smile: "I don't think you hate the sun, you just want to stay in the bedroom."

Lucille didn't speak, but her silently tightened arms expressed her agreement. She raised her head and slightly approached Tang Qiu's neck, sniffing her breath.

Tang Qiu felt a little itchy when her breath sprayed on her neck. She looked sideways at Lucille's side face, her eyes were as gentle as water, "Are you hungry?"

In the past few days when she was recuperating, Lucille didn't eat.

Lucille rested her forehead on Tang Qiu's shoulder and said in a low voice, "...not hungry."

She loosened her arms a little, and put her palms on Tang Qiu's waist, which was pierced by the gorefiend's long, buttocks. Although the bleeding is no longer and the wound has healed, the scars left there are always reminding Lu How bad was Searle's injury?

With the werewolf's self-healing ability and the Holy See's healing technique, ordinary wounds would not leave scars, but the weapons of the Gorefiend were not ordinary weapons, and the scars would follow Tang Qiu for a while.

Tang Qiu noticed Lucille's movement, and she reached out to grab her wrist and squeezed it comfortingly, trying to make her not take it seriously, "My injury is already healed."

After she finished speaking, she paused, then deliberately tilted her head to Lucille's ear, and said in an ambiguous tone, "Do you want to come and check?"

Lucy paused for a moment, raised her eyes and looked at Tang Qiu, seeing the playfulness in her eyes, she was silent for a while, then shook her head, "No."

Tang Qiu didn't know whether to laugh or cry, he grabbed Lucille's hand and pinched it on his waist, "My injury is really healed."

Lucille pressed Tang Qiu's dishonest hand, and said flatly, "I don't believe it."

Tang Qiu: "..."

Looking at Tang Qiu's expression, Lucille raised the corners of her mouth slightly, but quickly retracted. She raised her hand to touch Tang Qiu's dry lips, then turned her around, and lowered her head to kiss the corners of her mouth.

Tang Qiu blocked Lucille with the back of his hand, faced her questioning gaze, and said with a half-smile: "Don't kiss, the injury is not healed."

Lucille really smiled this time, and her perennially cold expression softened a bit. She gently pulled Tang Qiu's hand away, and then kissed her lips again. I don't know if she was affected by the person in her arms, but Lucille's back actually revealed a bit of warmth.

After the kiss, Lucille let go of Tang Qiu, stared at her with dark red eyes, rubbed her waist with her palm, as if considering whether to overturn her answer just now, and took Tang Qiu back to the bedroom to have a good time. To "check" it.

But before she could come to a conclusion, Tang Qiu had already stretched out her hand and pushed Lucille away. While arranging some messy clothes, she smiled and said, "I've had enough rest time, I should go back to the Holy See."

Lucille, who was thinking about it, frowned when she heard the words, and was about to say something, when her white and slender fingers pressed against her lips to stop her rebuttal.

Tang Qiu leaned slightly to get close to Lucille, with a smile on her face, and said jokingly, "Don't mention my injury again."

Lucille looked at her silently, and the two of them stared at each other for a while, finally Lucille compromised, but still made a request, "...you must let me stay by your side."

When she was in the Vatican, Lucille hated the strong bright atmosphere there, and spent most of her time waiting for Tang Qiu in a nearby city.

But this time Tang Qiu's injury really scared Lucille, she didn't dare to let this person out of her sight.

There are not many people in the entire Star Map Continent who can hurt Tang Qiu, but she knew that Lucille was worried about her, so she nodded obediently, and seriously agreed: "Okay."

This person is worried about herself, so why should she not fulfill her.

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