It is difficult to defeat the Pope, Sully knows it, or no one knows it better than Sully.

But Suli still didn't expect it could be so difficult!

——

When walking to the small white building surrounded by blooming daphne flowers, Suli deliberately put the crow that was originally standing on his shoulder on his arm.

When the pure black crow looked at Sully with a puzzled expression, the boy's heart moved.

Like a mindless keeper who tells his pet everything, Sully tells the crow: "Don't do anything until the next battle reaches a critical moment."

But what happened before that critical moment?

Even if Du Ya didn't ask this question, Su Li knew that he would be confused about this, so he answered directly: "The so-called critical moment refers to the time before all the people with special abilities who are fighting against the Pope fall."

When Suli wanted to continue saying something, he felt as if someone had blinded him for a moment. It was suddenly dark, but returned to normal in an instant.

If you think about it carefully, it seems like a weird camera operation in which a frame of a ten-second video is suddenly inverted and then played again.

Su Li was confused for a second, and swallowed back the words "Including me" that he was about to say.

Although the reason for the sudden swallowing was because of the crow stepping on Sully's forearm, he still maintained the posture of an ordinary crow, but suddenly said in his human voice: "As for the battle, I have more say than you."

Sully felt the strength of the crow standing on his arm.

He had never felt this clearly before, but Sully knew that the reason why Crow could say this was that Crow already understood what he had not finished saying.

cough……

"Why did it suddenly darken just now?" Suli chose to change the subject.

Then he saw the crow, with its hair on the back of its head standing up, lowered its head and pecked the back of his hand.

The crow said: "I just activated a dark elemental soundproof barrier on you."

The human male voice that reached Suli's ears was still steady, without any changes in details, as if the sound was hindered because the person lowered his head to speak.

But Suli was confused: "What do you mean by opening a soundproof barrier on my body?"

He should no longer have any alchemy tools on him.

Xiazuo brand equipment destroyer is of excellent quality.

"This is not an alchemy tool. This is a derivative effect of the contract between you and me."

When Suli began to think about what this meant, the small building covered with daphne flowers was already in sight.

Suli gave up on the spot the peculiarity of the entangled alien world. After all, he was still himself, an ordinary person without any elemental affinity.

I just don't understand why the king, who was followed by ten dangerous-looking special teams in pure black armor and full of abnormalities, suddenly asked him, "Do you think it's better to attack directly or wait for the Pope to show up and then fight him?"

Suli didn't understand why the king came to ask him.

He is not the one who wants to be a father, and Suli is not the one who comes to catch the male mistress.

Sully's purpose, apart from the superficial one of cooperating with Ophelia to besiege the Pope, was also because he was unwilling to let the human rights that belonged to him be squeezed by the theocracy of this world.

So what Suli really didn't understand was why the king regarded him as righteous.

But it doesn't matter.

All Suli had to do was tell the king that, as the ruler of a country, he had the choice.

So the king not only looks like a capitalist boss who has been flattered to the point of perfection, but he can even have an absurd expression that says, "Thank you for giving me the choice."

Suli didn't realize the meaning of the king's expression.

The only reason we can understand him is because the king himself said: "You can change everything from a weak position, but you are unwilling to enjoy the honor that should belong to you..."

"You are indeed a man of noble character."

Suli didn't understand how he knew that he was a man of noble character. He only knew that this man had never considered it in his heart. He wanted to keep him alive as much as possible. Besides because the king still had value, it was more of a personal selfishness.

Suli would instinctively wonder if it would be possible to avoid so many deaths.

He couldn't change the situation of the Tros family. After investigation, it was found that those damned nobles were killed by Mavis, and Sully also took the initiative to facilitate it.

but……

Suli felt that he would never have the expression of a good person again.

The only thing I can say is that he is not even a scumbag.

However, Suli's reason for letting the king live had absolutely nothing to do with his noble character.

Although he thought so in his heart, Suli pretended not to hear the king's words.

He forced his focus on the Pope. After all, it was impossible for a normal person to think in a self-deprecating way about how much of a scumbag he was.

Then Suli saw the king commanding one of the ten people in black armor to kick open the fresh white door.

Sully was certain that Lyra, a woman torn between two powerful men, was not fully loved by either.

Because there was not even any anger of being a father on the king's face.

He was simply happy.

The Pope, who was happy to be on the same level as himself, was under siege.

And it was a battle that was sure to kill him.

Sully closed his eyes for a second before opening them again.

The crow standing on the boy's forearm stretched out its left wing and rubbed his wrist.

Suli guessed that the soundproof barrier should still be there. He could also hear the sound of the crows. It was a very steady voice with a dull tone: "Don't feel sad for peeking into the coldness of people's hearts."

Suli thought calmly that the crow's understanding of human hearts was growing rapidly.

At the same time, he said, "I am actually considering not only Lyra's life, but also the harsh comments she would receive in books that read the history of the elements and write gossip about the nobility."

"I think more about what will happen next."

"Will Lyra end up like the Daphne flowers next to this building..."

This flower type, which is so strong that it may even feel pungent when you take a deep sniff for the first time, has a very beautiful meaning.

——Good luck is coming.

Sully hopes so.

Then, a huge beam of light shot up from the white building into the sky, knocking down the Daphne flowers that had been trampled by the people brought here by the king.

The white flowers with a hint of red fell all over the ground and finally became dust under the feet of all the onlookers.

The Pope has already started fighting with the ten men brought by the King.

But at the moment when the white building was destroyed, Suli felt not only the pity of the building's collapse and the withering of the Daphne flowers...

It is also filled with the idea that the king deserves it.

Ophelia probably had this awareness, but not as clearly as he did.

Why not fight the Pope in the city?

Because it would cause too much harm to ordinary people.

Why did they take the initiative to control the situation and let the Pope walk towards this small white building without even knowing it?

Of course it’s because, if one of the two pieces of trash loses, how can the other one be qualified to be left behind?

Let's all just go die.

"Except you and me." After all the thoughts passed in Sully's mind, he raised his arm, placed the rook in front of his forehead, and rubbed it hard.

The crow used extremely delicate strength, neither hurting Sully with his claws nor knocking himself off balance, and then said, "I thought I could follow your train of thought."

Suli pressed his mouth against the fur on the crow's chest and said in a muffled voice, "If my stormy mind and wild fantasies could be understood by a living being other than the roundworm in my stomach, I would only feel terrified."

Just like there are no worms in his stomach, people outside certainly cannot keep up with his wild imagination.

Suli said so, and then looked at them coldly. It was not known whether the ten people had done it on purpose, or whether they had been instructed by the king in private...

While attacking the Pope with a sword, one of them kicked a large piece of building debris in his direction.

Very boring.

Sully stretched out his hand, and for once, did something that was totally inconsistent with his outlook on life.

His calves stood straight, and when he found that one of the ten people was trying to cause him some trouble during the fight, Sully completed the [Young Man Like the Wind] cg in an instant.

The boy standing there was different from the various elements of color surrounding the various people in the background. His surroundings were so clean that they looked like pure white space.

The collapsed buildings in the distance, the light elements that almost distorted the air, Ophelia who was dressed gorgeously but stared at everything with cold eyes, and the king who was looking at the Pope but had a hint of fanaticism in his eyes...

They were all expecting that the boy would be crushed by the debris.

Evil thoughts are everywhere.

Standing in the ruins, Suli seemed to be standing in heaven, watching everything calmly.

Just before the flying piece of white building debris was about to touch his fingertips, the debris weighing over a hundred pounds was completely smashed with a force that was hardly noticeable to anyone.

The white-gray powder formed a small pile on the ground.

As the debris of the wreckage fell to the ground, Sulina's already long platinum hair was blown completely behind her by the wind, which seemed to be a beat slower.

The young man had a jade-like face and an upright figure. Everything in his sight, the environment, and the space seemed insignificant.

Some people are shocked, some people find it unbelievable.

There were also people half-floating in the air, wearing white robes, with a fierce look on their old faces.

The Pope looked at the king, and his tone was like the temperature in the sky. Besides being cold enough, it also had a suffocating smell.

The voice said from above, "Meredith Amiqbe, do you want to challenge the power of God?"

The Pope expressed with all his heart that the King deserved to die and he wanted to cut the King into pieces.

But Suli felt that this was not what he was really angry about.

But now everyone is besieging him.

This was a scene that should have been the center of attention for everyone, but many people simply didn't pay any attention to him.

Suli smiled, bathed in the gazes of everyone, which were filled with different meanings. His clear voice was like the sound of spring water. He turned his head slightly and said...

“Does God have the power?”

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