Zongman: Beginning with the Killer Queen

"At this level, it should be about the same."

Roland squinted his eyes, put his hand on his forehead, and looked at his results.

Even though they don't fly into the sky, wanting to see the Vatican from a block blocked by many buildings with only the naked eye is a bit arrogant for someone with a strong magnetic field.

But as far as the current situation is concerned, there is really no need.

——The light that had risen high enough to burn the retina had lasted for more than ten seconds without stopping, as if it had occupied the entire world.

From the perspective that everyone in the island country can see this scene, the top of this cross light most likely extends into space.

Even strategic nuclear bombs cannot create such a spectacular scene.

In front of this sun that was rising like the second round, all the clouds and shadows had been dispersed in the sky, leaving only a silent white curtain of light.

There is such a big movement in Academy City as the starting point, and it is not difficult to imagine what the Vatican will look like as the final destination.

Many nuns in Agnis's army who realized this immediately fainted.

Roland did not hide his words. Judging from the direction in which the blood-red cross light rose, the destination was not difficult to guess.

If it weren't for the fact that Yanis was indeed a charming captain with a strong sense of companionship, I'm afraid some people would have been unable to control their emotions in the heat of the moment.

However, even though he was aware of this, Roland was not worried about problems with the nuns he had just acquired.

Because in the gradually dissipating light, the iron bird, waving its iron wings and moving at high speed, was ready to go. Without waiting for Roland's instructions, it naturally began to dismantle the surrounding gold and control the prisoners.

"With this kind of quantity, today's mobilization was so quick..."

Kanzaki Kaori, who had been guarding against those nuns who were determined to start a riot, relaxed a little when he saw this scene.

She walked up to Roland and said in surprise.

Although he is a leader, Yafei will not come to support Roland immediately if he does not prepare orders in advance.

To ordinary citizens and even ability users, they are incomparably powerful, but in a real battle between strong men, they are just high-level cannon fodder, basically better than nothing.

In addition, Roland often pretends to be unguarded for fun, and the two of them are in a state of incompatibility most of the time.

"They must have caught the flying gold fragments and made preparations in advance. This is probably the order from Xiaoqi... no, Fanfeng Junzi."

Roland first said Shokuhou Misaki's name without thinking, and then immediately changed his mind.

Although the girl's growth was amazing in order to be able to help him, her personality and abilities meant that she was more accustomed to coordinating the overall situation and letting the right people do the right things, rather than making detailed orders herself.

The only thing she can do is probably come here to act coquettishly in the name of a mission.

However, Roland did not say the second half of his thoughts, otherwise the Queen, who cares about her image, would probably be angry again if she heard it, and refuse to play with him in all kinds of daily PLAY.

"I see."

Kanzaki Kaori nodded casually, not looking too concerned.

The sentence just now seemed more like she was looking for a topic.

"Kanzaki, you have changed a lot. I thought you would have some reaction."

Roland glanced at the female saint and asked softly.

Kanzaki Kaori has this indifferent attitude most of the time, as if he doesn't care about anything, but the other party is also a believer of the Cross.

But a holy place like the Vatican, which can have an international impact based solely on its historical significance, was bombed, but she turned a blind eye to it.

It was as if she didn't realize how she would be judged if she continued to side with Roland on this matter.

"I still feel a little bit of a pity, but if I have to say it, the Amakusa Cross Sect is originally a religion that is a mixture of many schools. I was also the pope before, so the feeling may not be that deep."

"Moreover, it is better to treat the faith and the sect that rules it separately. Since I am a sinner in their mouth, I should make this point even more clear."

Kanzaki Kaori explained softly.

Recalling the days when the sect that gave birth to her was labeled as a heretic and she had to hide in Tibet, the girl couldn't help but have a smile on her lips.

But after discovering this behavior, the female saint unconsciously turned her head.

Every time she stood next to Roland, she would always be unable to show her usual cold expression because of his behavior and attitude.

"Then, let Ya Fei handle the aftermath. Let's first... ah."

Halfway through his words, Roland paused, with a helpless smile on his face.

Kanzaki Kaori, who was pulling Index to follow him, also stopped and raised his head to look over.

When she saw the slender figure getting closer and closer, although her expression did not change, the smile at the corner of her mouth faded slightly.

"Mr. Roland!"

The girl with long honey-colored hair smiled happily and quickly ran to Roland.

Her eyes quickly passed over Index and Kanzaki Kaori beside her, and then she fell directly into Roland's arms.

Roland also reached out his hands calmly and hugged Shokuhou Caoqi's warm and delicate body.

There is a sweet smile on the girl's pretty face, and the strong emotions contained in her shining eyes are silently declaring intimacy.

Roland could clearly feel that Shokuhou Caoqing was pretending.

Because the girl's initial move was just to hug his arm, she changed her move after glancing at the female saint.

She was able to get along with Kamijou Kaori normally before...

Roland tilted his head in confusion.

He didn't try to read the girl's mind without understanding the situation. Anyway, it didn't seem like a bad thing, so he let it go.

Moreover, Shokuhou Misaki was quite cute in this state.

Although the relationship between the two was already deep and simple, and could even be said to be at the level of an old married couple.

But Shokuhou Misaki was still a tsundere in nature, so there were not many scenes where she took the initiative to throw herself into his arms.

Roland held the girl's slender waist, skillfully put his hand in the gap between the hem of her shirt, and touched her smooth and delicate skin without making a sound.

Shokuhou Misaki's body stiffened. Obviously, although she had intentional thoughts, she was not thick-skinned enough to be so affectionate in front of Kamijou Kaori.

Especially when Roland's hand slid down more and more wantonly.

The feeling of being kneaded soon made her pretty face flushed, and she gasped charmingly.

In the end, it was only when Yafei, who had finished cleaning up, warned the guards that they were approaching that Roland's enjoyment was interrupted.

However, although she left the scene silently afterwards, Shokuhou Misaki still did not let go of Roland's arm.

This made the female saint's expression a little cold.

Although it was just a transaction that could be called coercion at the beginning, after many times, the female saint, who was strictly speaking a girl, inevitably underwent a lot of changes.

Although Kanzaki Kaori did not feel anything when Roland acted recklessly in normal times.

But after being demonstrated in front of her like that, she still felt a subtle displeasure in her heart.

She held the sword in her hand and walked silently in front with Index.

Index, who looked confused, followed the female saint obediently, but when she passed by Roland, she still blinked and touched her heart curiously.

This behavior looks... like it's very interesting?

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The headquarters of the Roman Orthodox Church, St. Peter's Basilica.

Although it was almost night, the light that made people unable to open their eyes before still had a lot of aftertaste in the cloudless sky.

Thanks to this light, the shouts of astonishment and panic did not continue to sound.

Because the church itself, which was originally magnificent and passed down from the Renaissance to the present, has become a pile of broken walls that no one wants.

The low-key and luxurious paintings, the holy statues, and the wide square outside the church, these completely different objects are no longer any different.

They have become a mixture of mud and gravel, as miserable as a typhoon passing through.

The old man in the pope's robe leaned weakly on the half-remaining stone pillar, and in his old hand, he also held a broken cross scepter.

Looking at the pure white vestments covered with bloodstains and a look of dying, it is hard to imagine that as the spokesperson of the only God on earth, he would become so embarrassed.

Although due to the advancement of technology, Christianity has begun to play the role of villains in many games, and the Pope is mostly an inhumane mastermind.

But anyone who knows Matthew Liss will not associate this stereotype with him.

Even in the extreme Roman Orthodox Church, although some people laugh at him for being too kind and some people think he is too sanctimonious, no one can question his piety.

It is precisely because of this pure heart that he can guide the art of the fish dinner.

Although he has fallen into a desperate situation of dying, Matthew did not care about his injuries at all, but showed a compassionate expression.

"The choir was completely destroyed, the Apostle's Cross was damaged, and most of the Vatican was destroyed..."

When he thought of these sacrifices, Matthew's face became heavier.

"Your Holiness, you have done well enough."

A deep male voice sounded.

"If you hadn't chosen to bear most of the power yourself, let alone the Vatican, even the surrounding towns would have been unsettled."

"Water in the back..."

Matthew reluctantly turned his eyes and looked at the Right Seat of God in front of him.

When most of the priests in the Vatican were unconscious or dead, only these who had overcome original sin and brought themselves infinitely close to angels, thus gaining inhuman power, could come to him in a safe and sound state.

Although at the beginning they were just an organization established as the consulting object of successive Roman popes.

But because of the increasingly fierce competition on the magic side and the gradual rise of the covetous scientific side, I don't know when it started, the Right Seat of God became the center of the Roman Orthodox Church.

After all, power is the source of authority.

As long as there are magicians who master angelic techniques and are enough to suppress all enemies, the Roman Orthodox Church will always stand at the top.

In comparison, the Pope is just a manager who doesn't care if he is replaced.

So, Matthew spoke.

"So, are you here to ask me to give the order to start the war?"

"Your safety is also something I must confirm... Why do you think so?"

The Water of the Back did not answer directly, but first cast healing magic on Matthew to stabilize his injuries, and then spoke calmly.

"I believe you do have such good intentions, but I don't think my safety is as important as having all the members of the Right Seat of God present."

Matthew supported himself with the broken scepter and stood up.

He believed the words of the Water in the Back because he was a selfless saint, but he also knew that not every Right Seat of God had such pure faith and good intentions.

"It's great that you can understand this so quickly. In this case, Your Majesty, you should also sign the formal order of the crusade, right?"

Amid the frivolous sneer, a thin girl wearing a beige dress and with every strand of hair wrapped in a head cloth came in with the sound of jingling.

Those crisp sounds came from the countless iron rings on her face.

Her nose, ears, eyelids, and even her tongue were pierced by chains with a cross, and with the radically asymmetrical and exaggerated makeup, even if St. Peter's Basilica had become a ruin, she looked out of place with it.

"This is as it should be. The fact that the forbidden book list was lost on the scientific side alone should have led to a crusade, not to mention that even the saints of the Puritan Church have fallen into the hands of the Blue Dream Company."

"Now it has been proven that those sinners do have weapons and conspiracies that can threaten the world. With the choir and the Vatican destroyed, it is time for us Roman Orthodox Church to take back everything!"

The thin, weird-looking man in a green dress also echoed and added.

"In this world, because of the development of the scientific side, many people have forgotten the Lord's gift and even embarked on the path of blasphemy. Only by thoroughly clearing up the Academy City can the glory of God be restored to the earth."

Although the man and woman looked much younger than the white-haired Matthew, their words were not polite and even carried the meaning of command.

Such a performance made Hou Fang Zhi Shui frown.

"The wind in front, the land on the left, you should show due respect to His Majesty."

"It doesn't matter," Matthew didn't care. He was a person who was consistent in his appearance and would not be deceived by power. Moreover, he had long been accustomed to the style of these God's right seat.

"So, the water in the back, what's your opinion?"

Such a direct question made the water in the back fall into silence.

Although he always respected and had goodwill towards Matthew, this war was also beneficial and harmless from his standpoint.

This attitude made Matthew understand the choice of the water in the back.

"I understand, I will formally launch a crusade against the Academy City to the believers in the name of the Roman Orthodox Church."

Matthew has always been very resistant to the cruel war and hopes to resolve it in a peaceful way as much as possible.

But as the Pope, he also has his own responsibilities.

"Finally, you don't hold on to that unnecessary mercy?"

The wind in front sneered, "That saved us a lot of effort, but it's also a good thing to avoid unnecessary twists and turns when the war starts."

"If even the water in the back thinks that the war should start, then this thing should be correct,"

Matthew didn't care about the threatening words of the wind in front, "What's more, from the beginning, there was no possibility of me refusing, right?"

"The three right seats of the gods are enough to interfere with the election of the pope. It's great that you can be so sensible."

Seeing that the goal has been achieved, the wind in front finally showed a trace of joy at the corner of her mouth. After the goal was achieved, she didn't pay attention to Matthew's injuries at all and walked straight out.

The left land followed closely behind, and only the water in the back frowned.

It's too arbitrary to say that there was no possibility of refusal at the beginning.

In his impression, although the pope is a little indecisive, he is definitely not a person who will succumb to power.

However, since the order to go to war has been received, now is not the time to entangle these things.

After saying goodbye to Matthew, he also turned around and left the ruins.

Matthew sighed slightly as he watched the three God's Right Seats leave.

He looked at the corner next to him, his eyes flickering slightly.

"If you do this, will it be what you want, Right Fire?"

There, the young man in a fiery red suit was leaning against the wall casually.

He had been standing there from the beginning, but the three God's Right Seats didn't notice his presence at all.

"Of course, after all..."

Right Fire laughed lowly, slowly clenched his right hand, his eyes full of expectation.

"Now I am invincible!" (End of this chapter)