A crisp sound awakened Ron in the contemplative thought. He looked up and saw a green bird flying over his head. It spread its wings through the sky. Its agile figure disappeared into the sky in a blink of an eye, leaving only a string of silver bell-like chirping scattered in the sky.

It seems that this is the space of the magic continent, full of agility. It turns out that the space of the holy level still has such traces of life!

This idea flashed through Ron's thoughts, and even the difficult choice was put aside.

Everyone was silent, only Ron's heartbeat was leaping in this space. After a while, the Pope's voice sounded again.

"We know that the Twilight Organization had talked to you about the Holy Grail once before," the Pope said. "They also hope that you can help the Twilight Organization and lend him the Holy Grail if necessary. I think our proposal should be to make you embarrassed by your lord."

Ron sighed and pulled his thoughts back.

He looked at the pope and said, "To be honest, I'm in a difficult position. The Holy Church is the most powerful force in the magical continent today. If you have your help, there must be no safer place than the Holy Church. But you must know that someone told me not to lean towards either of you."

The pope smiled and said, "It seems that that person has extraordinary insights. Duke, we actually think this way."

Ron was surprised and said, "Didn't you let me cooperate with the Holy See..."

The Pope said: "We will not do things that make you embarrassed. If you do that, it will be quite unfavorable to us. If they know that you choose to cooperate with the Holy See, you will never use gentle means to win you over. They will even use force to hold you hostage and forcefully take away the Holy Grail. At that time, Zhuo Dong will inevitably be in a dilemma. He joined Twilight for his parents' revenge, and at this time he will inevitably have conflicts with Twilight because of you. As for us, we will face the loss of the Duke, the Holy Grail and some reliable allies."

"Alliance?" Ron's heart moved.

"Maybe you don't know yet. The elves and the dragons have sent their opinions to our Holy See, so that we can treat our Lord kindly. Haha, I think you should know the reason for them doing this," the Pope said.

Ron felt warm in his heart, knowing that the Dragon Clan did this because of Numan, and the Elf Clan did this because of the existence of the Sith.

Thinking of this, Ron couldn't help but smile.

Before he knew it, he seemed no longer an ordinary mercenary without any foundation. He actually made the Holy Church afraid of these wars.

Now, I don’t have to choose between several forces, which is indeed an extremely perfect ending.

But is the Holy See really willing to do this? Is this good for the Holy See really as the Pope said?

No matter what, Ron's mood seemed to have improved a lot at once. He felt that the pressure on him by the Holy Grail seemed to have been reduced a lot, and the dazzling sunshine in front of him also became weak.

"But the Holy Grail is... not suitable after all," Ron hesitated and said.

"Then, just treat it as the lent for you by the Holy See, Lord Duke. Maybe after a while, it is not impossible for us to take it back!" said the Pope, "But in its original intention we do not want it to appear elsewhere. The Son and the Holy See will accompany you during this period and serve as the guardians of the Holy Grail. Of course, they will not always follow the Lord, but are responsible for contacting the Lord, and they will have their own affairs in normal times, and there will be no suspicion of so-called surveillance. This measure is a collective resolution of the twelve deputies. Please understand, Lord Duke."

Ron nodded. After all, the Holy Holy Church has made great concessions, and it is not easy to achieve this level.

"If you want to maintain a balance between various forces, it is best to become a force yourself," the Pope said.

"Aren't I now?" Ron smiled, "even if my power may be a little weak now."

The Pope said: "It is not this kind of force. I mean, the kind of force that can be recognized by the laws of Baiyue City and can participate in the competition of Baiyue City. Only that level of force can be regarded as a truly independent force, so there will be no other so-called organizations or individuals to force the adults to make a choice."

Ron smiled and refused to say anything.

Did he form a force himself? He was not interested.

"Okay! Today's conversation should have achieved the results we want." The Pope also breathed a sigh of relief as Ron and said, "We came this time, but there is another thing to notify you by the way."

"Praise, please tell me," Ron was in a good mood at this time and said quickly.

"The Northwest Front had just started to mobilize not long ago, and I think the final battle should begin. Your eldest princess seems to want to use this battle to decide the outcome, but she is not the one who commanded the entire war," said the Pope.

"Who is that?" Ron suddenly stood up.

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Numan suddenly punched Thorton directly in the chest.

But a black air flashed by, and Numan felt that his fist was wrapped in a soft force and could no longer move forward. The fighting spirit attached to the fist was actually absorbed by the black air, and suddenly felt like he had nowhere to focus.

Numan was shocked, took it back all at once, and stood in the distance and stared at Thorton in a daze.

"Not bad, it's interesting," said the Manniu warrior watching the battle with a wave of the huge battle axe in his hand.

"How is it?" Sauton said proudly.

"What skill is this? Did the tutor teach it?" Numan asked.

Thorton shook his head and said, "This is the method I have figured out, a kind of vortex energy. The instructor just gave me the method of how to mobilize the fighting spirit, and did not tell me how to practice the skills."

"It seems that you are the same as me in this regard. The instructor didn't teach us specific skills, but just let us explore."

"My father said that this method can truly form one's own things and is extremely beneficial to future development," said Thorton.

Numan thought about it and suddenly laughed: "Although I said that, the tutor also has a skill. He has taught me this skill and Bentley. If you are not by his tutor, you naturally don't have the chance to learn it yet. Hey, I will use it to ask the 'senior' today."

"The skill of the tutor?" Thorton was stunned, not knowing what this skill was.

But in a blink of an eye, I found that the black boy Numan in front of me had rushed over, but his speed was getting faster and faster.

"The speed is good, but I can still see clearly," Thorton said with a smile.
Chapter completed!