Before Pope Angelio could think about how to appease the blood count who seemed to be angry, Oliviert jumped out again on the other end.

"Restart the holy war and restart the holy war. Do you think our Holy See is afraid of you dirty vampires?!" Olivit jumped out, holding his head high like a cockfighting.

"Shut up! Olivier!! Restart the holy war, you are just a little priest, what qualifications are you to say such transcendent words?" Pope Angelio shivered, and at this time he had the urge to take off his leather shoes and use the soles of the shoe to beat the guy hard.

Restart the jihad! Does this ignorant guy know what this means? Endless killing, endless blood... Although Pope Angelio did not experience the jihad that year, he could still smell the strong smell of blood from all the descriptions of the jihad in the books and collections of the Holy See. It is true that the Holy See also lost in the jihad that year, but this victory was just a tragic victory.

A large number of talents died and huge wealth losses, even the status of the Holy See also fell to the bottom and was no longer the authority of the past. Moreover..., a trace of bitterness flashed across the corner of Pope Angelio's mouth. Others don't know. Could it be that as a senior executive of the Holy See still? Back then, their strongest reliance on fighting against those dark lives - the surrendered gods, have now... Once the holy war restarts, Pope Angelio dares not think about the result. The Holy See, which has been slowly recuperating after hundreds of years of renovation, will definitely be severely damaged.

In modern times when the resources of practice are so poor, once the Holy See shows a trace of decline, the Holy See will become a big piece of fat meat, attracting the covetousness of countless evil wolves. By then... it cannot be done, and I can't think about it anymore. Pope Angelio tried hard to squeeze out a smile. The most important thing now is to minimize the influence of the bastard Pastor Oliviet who has nothing but martial power, but also has nothing to do with angels, and has nothing to do with his own strength.

"His Excellency Count Dracula, please forgive me for being rude today." As one of the absolute top leaders of the Holy See and one of the most important persons in charge of the Holy See's external contacts, Pope Angelio certainly cannot not know the background of Count Dracula. Although bowing to dark creatures does damage face, it is more important to eliminate the evil caused by Olivith's brainless words before. For this reason, what is the point of enduring a moment of aura?

Unfortunately, Pope Angelio made a good plan, but he also had to see if Mo Ren cooperated.

"Pope Angelio, what are you doing!" Oliviet screamed, putting on a reproachful face, and then accompanied by an extremely distressed expression, "I can't believe that Pope Angelio, as a Pope, you should..."

"Damn it, shut up! I know what I should do. It's not your turn to teach me. Do you understand?" This time, the veins on Pope Angelio's forehead leaped and he couldn't help but roar.

He had never seen such an unconscious person. If he hadn't known why those angels who came to earth would be so close to this pig-brained pastor, if they had time, these angels would definitely summon him. It is probably this guy who would have returned to God's arms long ago. But Pope Angelio knew very well that it was not the time to argue with this fool, so he simply ordered, "Okay, Pastor Oliviet, from now on, if I have nothing to say, please shut your mouth, do you understand?"

Olivier looked at Pope Angelio with a confused look on his face. What was this person angry about (Xiaohai: It's so strange, you can still see that others are angry). But where is Pope Angelio's identity? Even if he is unwilling to do so, Olivier could only keep his mouth shut.

After tidying up the collars of her clothes, Pope Angelio tried to make herself smile more naturally, and then spoke again: "His Excellency Count Dracula, I think there must be a misunderstanding between us."

"Misunderstanding? What misunderstanding?!" Earl Dracula still had a dark face. "If I remember correctly, according to the Millennium Agreement, this place should be the territory of our Dark Council. And you, Pope Angelio, as a foreign-related pope of the Holy See, cannot enter without permission."

"Please forgive your Count!" Knowing that he was absolutely inappropriate in this regard, and the evidence was conclusive (he was a living person standing under the nose of others and was called out by name. How could he not be sure?), so quibbling is useless, so it would be better to admit his mistake directly.

"Why do you need the police if you apologize?" Jian'er rolled her eyes secretly and muttered in a low voice. Although the voice was small, with the strength of everyone present, she could still hear it clearly.

The expression on Pope Angelio's face almost stopped invisibly, and a fire rose, but it was quickly suppressed by this person. Now it is not the time to care about these things with an ordinary human girl. It is just right to comfort the vampire count and not let things expand.

"I am going to work on business under the order of the pope. Because the matter is urgent, I am also coming here overnight by a special plane. You know, in such a hurry, there will inevitably be some omissions, so..." Pope Angelio ignored Jian'er's words just now, owed to Count Delala, and explained softly.

Earl Dracula raised his eyebrows, why do you use the Pope to suppress him? Humph, this Pope is the head of their Holy See, but he doesn't care about their Dark Council. However, with Pope Angelio's strength, identity, and the attitude he just showed, Earl Dracula should not say anything else. Although Pope Angelio's fault in entering the Dark Council without notice, it is not a serious mistake. It is not very meaningful to hold on to it. In this way, it is better to let this go and explore what the famous old fox in the Holy See suddenly ran to his territory.

"Since that's the case, I don't know what important things are for the Pope, how long should I stay in this romantic capital? I don't know if there is any place to help me." Earl Dracula smiled and looked hypocritical.

"Your Earl is busy, so how dare you disturb me? You are here to send some things to his best friends at the order of the Seraphite of the Holy See," Bishop Angelio replied with a smile, obviously there was something in his words.

Seraphite?! When he heard this word, Jane's face couldn't help but instinctively twisted. Somehow he thought of the seraphite Ramias Keanu Clear. The mud girl. This word sounds really unpleasant. However, thinking of the attribution of "Friend Friend" followed by Pope Angelio, Jane instinctively denied that the Pope's Seraphite would be Lamias Keanu Clear.

Although it has been stated before that Seraph Ramias Keanu Clear will compensate her, and he also promised that he would soon ask the Vatican Church to send his compensation, it is obvious that he is not only not the close friend of Seraph Ramias Keanu Clear, but should be his enemy. According to this calculation, this person should not come to find his own. But now Seraph has become worthless? Or is there something wrong with the Holy See or are they planning something? Otherwise, the Holy See will two Seraphs appear at the same time.

At this time, Count Dracula's eyebrows also frowned, and a hint of caution appeared on his face. Obviously, he also thought of the problem that Jian'er thought of.

Count Dracula was waiting to test again, but Oliviert jumped out again: "Pope Angelio, what are you talking about? What kind of friend of Seraph, they are worthy of them! They are just some pagans and blasphemers..."

"Olivier, remember that I said that without my order, you shut up and stop talking!" Pope Angelio looked at Olivier with some gritted teeth. He had never seen such a pig, so he was so swollen that he had the urge to take off his shoes and teach people a lesson.

"The Seraph you are talking about is not the Seraph Ramias Keanu Clire, right?" Jian Erfu asked in a heart-wrenching question.

"Do you know Lord Seraph?" A sudden jump in his eyebrows, and a very bad premonition suddenly surged into Pope Angelio's heart.

It's true! Jian'er subconsciously curled her lips. She really wanted to complain. What kind of close friend is really a blessing for this person to say it. If she became close friends with the seraphic angel Ramias Keanu Clirell, that would be a big deal.

"If you say you are sending things for Seraph Ramias Keanu Clirell, I have received what you gave," Jian'er's face turned really ugly. She glanced at Olivier, standing beside her, "What an amazing gift. Early in the morning, the pastor taught me a lesson. He was also worried that I would not bear to leave the decoration of my villa hall, and also provided some convenience to the decoration companies to help me demolish my villa hall..."

Pope Angelio felt that his palms were cold and his eyes were even darker. The worst premonition was fulfilled! Oliviert, a stupid thing who was not good enough to make trouble, had already ruined the matter for him.

However, for the one-in-one chance, Pope Angelio asked: "Miss, you are?"

"Song Jian'er." Jian'er replied lightly.

"Olivite," Pope Angelio gritted his teeth, and his voice came out from his teeth, "Come here and apologize to this lady!"

"Then I don't dare to be it."

"Why!"

Two voices sounded at the same time.

"Didn't you hear what I said? Olivite, come and apologize!" Pope Angeli growled again.

"Why do you ask me to apologize! Why do you want me to apologize to someone who is a pagan and who learns to get involved with dirty vampires?" Olivit yelled unwillingly. Why, why is this!

"Angelio teaches you that as Song said, we really dare not take the apology from Pastor Oliviet." Understanding what was going on, Count Dracula relaxed. Now he had the leisure to sarcastically mock these two people, "I am just a dirty vampire. And Song is not a pagan, so how can I afford to be a priest?" Count Dracula said with some sarcasm.

"Just know!" Olivier said with obvious signs of ignorance.

At this time, Pope Angelio had the urge to pinch the "pig teammate" who would only drag him back. He had always heard the little priests under his command that Olivier was not clear-headed, but he never thought that this guy was not clear-headed to such a point.

Does he know what he is saying?! Didn’t he offend people to death when this is said?

Then Pope Angelio wanted to vomit blood. Because at the next moment, Olivit turned around with a sad face and started his "God" preaching to Pope Angelio.

"Pope Angelio, although you are my boss, I don't know if you say it or not (Oliviert: if you don't know if you say it or not, then don't say it)." Pastor Oliviert said with a face full of words.

"Angelio teaches you that as Song said, we really dare not take the apology from Pastor Oliviet." Understanding what was going on, Count Dracula relaxed. Now he had the leisure to sarcastically mock these two people, "I am just a dirty vampire. And Song is not a pagan, so how can I afford to be a priest?" Count Dracula said with some sarcasm.

"Just know!" Olivier said with obvious signs of ignorance.

At this time, Pope Angelio had the urge to pinch the "pig teammate" who would only drag him back. He had always heard the little priests under his command that Olivier was not clear-headed, but he never thought that this guy was not clear-headed to such a point.

Does he know what he is saying?! Didn’t he offend people to death when this is said?

Then Pope Angelio wanted to vomit blood. Because at the next moment, Olivit turned around with a sad face and started his "God" preaching to Pope Angelio.

"Pope Angelio, although you are my boss, I don't know if you say it or not (Oliviert: if you don't know if you say it or not, then don't say it)." Pastor Oliviert said with a face full of words.
Chapter completed!