Chapter 119
There were tiny divine runes engraved on the copper key, and it was obviously an old item. The silver-haired young man held the key and stood under the statue, hesitating...
The Pope said that the things in the treasury were very precious, and Al could appreciate them slowly. There was an introduction to each item, and since his company was not needed, he would not come, and Al could relax a little.
The Pope did look uninterested at the time, but after he said that, Al couldn't relax at all. He felt like he had been lured by bad guys into the basement to feed monsters.
It’s okay. He still has three protective seals given by the God of Light, as well as a teleportation scroll that can help him escape. Before coming here, he also went to see Bishop Edgar and mentioned that he was going to visit the treasure house, so... there’s no problem... right?
If the young man was so timid that he didn't even dare to enter the secret treasure vault alone, he wouldn't have been able to deceive so many big guys who could easily kill him.
After only thinking about the conspiracy for a short while, Al found an inconspicuous keyhole on the side of the statue platform, put the key in and turned it. A magic circle lit up on the smooth ground, and the runes on it were exactly the same as those on the key.
The magic circle rotated once, and then with a "click", a thick floor moved away, revealing a staircase leading downwards.
Polished light magic ore is placed at regular intervals on the eaves of the wall. The underground treasury is always shrouded in soft and bright light, and people who come in can directly see the furnishings of the treasury.
It was spacious and quiet here, and any noise would echo. After the door closed automatically, Al breathed lightly and looked around. Good, there were no strange sounds and no signs of any living creatures.
Unlike Samuel's treasure house where his collections were randomly thrown around, the human race obviously paid much more attention to the valuables. Looking around, there were rows of display cabinets, all neat and orderly, giving the treasures the respect they deserved.
Al walked to the booth closest to him and found that the boxes containing the treasures were not simple. They were made of rare materials and had runes on them that sealed magic power. Inside was an exquisite crown that was mainly silver-white. He glanced at the introduction written on the yellowed paper stamp next to it - Crown of the God of Ice and Snow.
Huh? Really? Amazing magic world, things from so long ago are still as good as new.
Al walked to the booth next to him and was surprised to see the bracelets, robes and other items of the God of Ice and Snow. Tsk, did the people from the Vatican watch this god die with their own eyes and then touch the corpse?
Soon, Al saw the earrings of the goddess of nature, the shield of the god of thunder, the cloak of the god of wind, the bow and arrow of the god of gold...
He did not look closely at the uses of these things, but only took a quick look at who the original owner of the treasure was. Rather than a treasure house, Al felt that this was more like a museum of gods' relics.
Even though he had a special experience and was knowledgeable, he still felt that this place was a bit exaggerated.
How could a human organization be able to collect hundreds of divine relics? How could humans know where to find them better than their subordinate alien races?
Al curled his lips and concluded that this had something to do with the God of Light. He guessed that this was a gift from the God of Light to believers when the Holy See was first established. He had provided particularly good benefits to his employees when he started his business in his previous life.
Moreover, there is nothing belonging to the God of Light here. He only uses the relics of other gods to buy people's hearts. Al doesn't believe that the God of Light is stingy. He should be like Samuel, with a strong possessiveness of his things, and doesn't want to give them to others even if they can't use them.
Thinking of Samuel, Al was quite relieved that he had not seen his things here just now. His boyfriend's things belonged to him, and he didn't want his things to be stolen by others.
Unlike what the Pope thought, Al was not particularly amazed or curious about the relics of God. He had seen a lot of them in the Dark Temple.
The young man looked at the collection quickly. After walking for a while, he saw an ordinary small door inside, but it was in the treasury and was locked, so it was not ordinary.
Al figured that the Pope, as the person with the highest authority in the Vatican, could definitely get in. Since he didn't mention this door, it was tantamount to acquiescing that Al could get in...
I tried to put the key that opened the treasure house into the keyhole, and it actually opened.
The moment the door opened, a dull smell hit my nose, indicating that no one had been here for a long time.
The room was dark, with only a little light from outside shining in, but it was enough for the visitor to know that this was just a simple study.
There was a set of mahogany tables and chairs, a small bookshelf with two rows of books on it, and nothing else.
Using magic to illuminate the small room, Al flipped through the things on the bookshelf. It looked like a diary... Wasn't this more interesting than the relics of the gods outside?
Anyway, the entire Vatican will be his in the future, and these will also be his. It doesn't make any difference whether he reads them early or late. Al did not feel guilty at all about flipping through them.
[Oh, how rude! How can they say this about the Great God? The strongest people of the human race have such dark thoughts!]
[They are a bunch of ungrateful people who refuse to believe in the merciful and generous Lord of Light.]
[The Church does not need such people without faith, even if they are powerful saints or gods of law. I should worship my God together with the devout believers.]
[Our God really listens to the voices of believers. He has given us divine tools to help humans resist disasters.]
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[The aliens are so stubborn. Now the great Lord of Light is the only god who has not fallen. Why do you still believe in a god that does not exist? Stupid!]
[Oh, I never dared to hope that my God's consciousness would remain in my dirty human body! My God suffered such grievances just to care about the believers in the lower world. He even cared about whether the priests like me encountered any trouble. When I thought that I believed in such a perfect existence, I was willing to sacrifice everything for my God and the Church!]
[God said that the heart of a male mermaid can be used to make a longevity potion, and the flesh and blood of a female wood elf can also have such an effect. The alien race is really amazing.]
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[My God has sent down an oracle that the Son of Darkness will open the seal of the abyss and lead the terrible evil spirits and demons to bring countless disasters!]
[It has been two hundred years, and we still haven't found any trace of the Son of Darkness. What if he was born in the Abyss? The Church has no way to kill him before he grows up.]
[Xia Zuo is a very pious and talented child. He will definitely be able to go to the God's Realm and serve my God in the future. Unfortunately, I am not talented enough and my life is coming to an end... My God chose me among several candidates, but I am ashamed of my God's expectations. My soul will also be ashamed to go to the God's Realm.]
The handwriting is different. These letters have different owners, all of whom are successive popes.
Al had worked with the current pope on business and recognized his notes, but he hadn't seen them just now.
Al felt that he would never be able to see the diary written by the Pope. He was a reserved person and would not express his emotions for future generations to see.
I don't know how long it took him to finish reading the letter. No wonder the Pope asked him to come alone. It turned out that there was no conspiracy, he just didn't want to wait around.
After closing this secret room of the Church and the gods and exploring the treasure house, I found nothing else of value.
When Al walked out, he found that it was already dark. It seemed that he had been in there for half a day.
Not bad. I didn’t waste my time in the Bishop’s Court today and I still gained something.
It turns out that the rumors about the effects of alien medicine that had left him speechless for many years were "inadvertently" mentioned by the God of Light, in order to retaliate against the aliens for not believing in Him?
Why weren't the dwarves and goblins involved?
Al's mind worked quickly. He remembered what Samuel had said in the land of the elves, that all gods knew that the goddess of nature would choose to reincarnate as an elf, and that by choosing the wrong gender, he inadvertently helped the goddess.
The God of Water will undoubtedly choose the mermaids he prefers, but the whereabouts of the other gods who have the chance to reincarnate are harder to determine. For example, the God of Fire prefers the orcs, but he will definitely not become an orc without magical talent. No one knows where he has gone.
Tsk, in order to expand the scope of believers, they even don’t let go of reincarnated gods who pose no threat at all. These gods have known each other for tens of thousands of years, don’t they have any friendship with each other?
Never mind, why should he care what other people do? As soon as he learned that the God of Light could temporarily retain his consciousness in the body of a priest, Al began to become suspicious, always worrying that he was possessed, or that a certain priest he would talk to in the future was not himself.
He even forgot to return the key to the Pope. He quickly slipped back to his own palace, waved away the servants, and took out the crystal ball to contact his lover.
A familiar handsome face soon appeared in his sight, as if the other party had been waiting for him to contact him.
Samuel touched his lover's face in the crystal ball and said, "Miss me?"
Al glared at the unreliable man, "Didn't you say that the God of Light wouldn't appear beside me at any time?"
He told his lover about what he found in the diary. Samuel was a little embarrassed. "My mistake. I forgot that your demigod body can accommodate His consciousness."
In fact, Samuel has been doing this all the time, but Winster's body has been nourished by the godhead since birth, and there are several protective seals. Although "He" has always been said to be weak and useless, his physique has long surpassed that of ordinary people, so he can withstand the appearance of "His" consciousness for a while. Other human bodies must reach the level of Sword God or God of Law.
Al breathed a sigh of relief, at least he wouldn't have to worry about this kind of thing for many years to come.
The silver-haired young man supported his face with one hand and said worriedly, "It seems that after I become the God of Law, we will have to separate temporarily, or meet less often, so that the God of Light will not discover you."
Are we going to have a long-distance relationship in the future? Oh...
Samuel was already very upset that he didn't get to hug her tonight. How could he let himself and his lover suffer the injustice of not being able to see each other for a long time?
The domineering God snorted coldly, "Don't worry, when the time comes I will tie up Your Highness the Holy Son and take him back to my temple to imprison him. With the temple seal, Ashibern won't be able to find out your location. Holy Son, you can stay by my side forever."
Hiss...Did your partner learn some weird games on his own?
Al couldn't help but imagine the days after he was imprisoned and Samuel did whatever he wanted with him. Hmm... I hope I can find other ways to prevent my partner's identity from being exposed before that.
After the conversation, Samuel took his sword and walked out of the room to find the only strong man here, the Sword God Dean of Rockefeller College.
Al began to do his daily routine, practicing magic. After daybreak, he went to the Pope to return the key.
Xia Zuo thought that the Son of God had just come out of the treasure house after carefully looking at all the collections. He asked a few questions casually, and Al also expressed his amazement.
The Pope smiled and said, "Is Al so dazzled by the relics of God that he didn't notice the small study room inside?"
Since the Pope mentioned it specifically, he obviously hoped that he had gone in. Thinking so, Al honestly replied that he had already read the notes inside.
The Pope raised an eyebrow, "You've seen it all? So how does Al feel about it?"
Are you asking him to write a book review?
Al vaguely sensed that this was the reason why the Pope suddenly asked him to go to the treasure house. Was it to let him discover that the God of Light had been secretly guiding the Holy See to expand by any means necessary?
He pondered, not knowing how to answer in a way that would please the Pope.
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