In the morning, when the sun had risen to a height, Kamikawa Hiroki woke up slowly from the bed.

"Oriana?" Kurakawa Hiroshou subconsciously shouted and looked to her side, but there was only a little warm temperature and a faint fragrance left there.

"Have you left?" he murmured, recalling the madness he had last night, and couldn't help but blush.

When he got up, he noticed the notes on the coffee table, picked them up and saw that they were the message Oliana had left before leaving.

——It was a great night last night. I feel very comfortable with my elder sister, but because I have a task to come to Italy, I am sorry to be unable to continue with you. Also, I wish you to leave the virgin camp~—

Although he thought he was very thick-skinned, he still couldn't help but make the final teasing. He blushed, and now there was still Oriana's voice and smile in his mind. He may never forget what happened last night.

He kneaded the notes into a ball and threw them straight into the trash can. It would be better not to keep such a shameful thing as a souvenir.

Although it was a pity, Mitsuka Kamikawa decided to return to Japan immediately now. There was nothing to be left to nostalgic about here. Follow Osora and Gohe played Chioga all the way, fought side by side with Amakusa, defeated the conspiracy of the Roman Orthodox Church, and spent a very wonderful night with his elder sister, and visited the most famous city in Italy. This trip, there were so many things that could be left in memory.

Hirokawa no longer cared whether his abilities were exposed. He put on his clothes and took the box and appeared in the air outside the hotel. Then he moved in just a few moments and came outside the city of Venice.

On the highway, looking back at this beautiful city, even though it was only one day, it was time to say goodbye.

He glanced silently for a few seconds, then activated his ability to leave here.

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Chioja, airport ticket hall.

After Mitsuka Kamikaro communicated with the other party, he was unhappy with the plane to Japan in recent days, so he easily exchanged for a ticket to go back early.

After security check, I waited in the waiting hall for a while before boarding the Boeing plane heading to the Academy City.

He chose a window by the window, just to look at this beautiful country a few more times before leaving.

And when the plane rushed into the clouds, there was only a white area below. So he closed his eyes and began to rest.

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At this time, the Roman Orthodox Church, the Vatican, the Pope Hall.

Martin Less, the current supreme leader of the Roman Orthodox Church, is currently the pope.

After completing official duties in the church, he was walking on the way to the Pope Hall.

The mess that has happened recently has made the entire Roman Orthodox Church boil. Two abilities from the Academy City, one with the power of a fantasy killer, and the other with the space superpower of lv5. With their hands, the [Adria Queen Fleet] was officially destroyed.

Although it was completely Biagio's unauthorized act, it had touched the nerves of the Roman Orthodox high-level officials.

Nearly half of the people were clamoring to launch the Third World War, causing the traitors in the Academy City to pay the price they deserve. After cooperating with the conservatives to finally suppress this, Martin felt exhausted. Fortunately, he used his reputation as a pope for decades to stop this crazy thing, but he was old and a little too exhausted.

"Hey, you are so useless, are you so afraid of the school city?" A voice that was extremely disgusting when you heard it came from behind him. Martin stopped, turned his head, and saw the person who was talking in front of him full of disrespect.

A woman with a hat stared at him with disdain and vicious eyes. It seemed to be to make others feel disgusted with her. Her nose, cheeks, and forehead were covered with nail-like metal, and the smoke ring was painted bright red. While speaking, a cross fell from her mouth, but was pulled by a metal chain in the air. Looking along the chain, the tip actually penetrated her tongue. The woman actually punched a hole in her tongue and passed through the chain that tied the cross.

No matter how every normal person looks at these things, they will subconsciously feel bad.

But Pope Martin turned a blind eye. He just looked at her and said, "[The Right Seat of God] is an existence above the Pope. But when did I not respect my opinions? After all, I am also the one who has always commanded this pope, and I think this is the best way at present."

"Hmph, who cares about you, old man? I'll warn you. If you feel disgusted with me... you will die! Ah hahahahaha!!" She laughed loudly, looking at her, she didn't take the Pope in front of her seriously at all.

Martin sighed and did not refute anything. [God's Right Seat], the deepest power of magic power, the largest underground organization in the Roman Orthodox Church, is called the ultimate weapon of the Roman Orthodox Church. Independent of everything, it was originally designed to assist the Pope, but because of its powerful power, even the Pope could not affect them. It should be obedient to the Pope, but often because of its power, it would influence the Pope.

"What are you trying to do this time?" Martin asked in an old voice.

"This!" the woman handed over a piece of paper full of words and said, "Sign it!"

"Oh..." Martin took the paper and looked at it, but then said in surprise: "You mean you are going to go to [Academic City] to investigate the man Katsujo Toma, and then choose whether to solve him depending on the situation?"

"That's right! No matter how you look at that person, he violated the doctrine of the cross. He has the right hand that can deny all magical powers. If it threatens us, it must be removed. Judging from your appearance, if you will never send someone to you, then you will give it to us [God's Right Seat]!"

"But the other party may not be what we imagined, nor are we slaughtering non-believers' churches…"

"Who cares what you think! Just sign it well. If you don't pay attention now, who will bear the responsibility for the big mistake in the future?!"

Martin sighed. He knew that the other party didn't care about his thoughts at all, and it was just a procedure. In other words, even if he didn't sign, the other party would take action on his own.

If they refuse this because they are not allowed, they will have reason to remove themselves from their position as the pope in the future.

"Forget it." Martin sighed, and signed his name at the end of the paper with a pen.

"Hmph, that's all." The woman grabbed the paper without any face, laughed freely, and the cross on her tongue swayed in the air.

"If the school city is in my own right, I can destroy it."
Chapter completed!