"Prince John...isn't it?" "Mona Lisa" was a little surprised and soon said to herself, "It's impossible.|The Lord clearly said that you are the son of Theodosie I and Gala, the half-brother of the Emperor of the East and West Roman Empire. You will definitely be resentful of your mother's death and your father's abandonment."

Ansbilis said: "As soon as John was born, his mother passed away. Even if he was alive, how much do you think he would care about his mother's death?"

"Mona Lisa" was stunned.

"Doctor Gashe" who had been silent suddenly said: "Are you Gratian?"

Ansbilis looked up at the temple covered by holy light and stopped.

The people from the Holy Church discovered him and immediately rushed out of a sacred guardian army, and the person who led the lead was an acquaintance.

When Quentin saw him, his eyebrows unconsciously moved closer to the middle: "Mr. Maikawi?"

Ansbilis said: "I want to see Timothy."

“It’s 1:30 am now.”

"It shouldn't be out."

Quentin's face was not good: "Please come again after nine o'clock."

Ansbilis's mouth curled slightly, and he smiled and said, "He asked me for help. I think now is a good time to discuss. I will not have this interest in a while. Are you sure he really doesn't want to see me?"

If Ansbilis wants to meet the Pope, Quentin can say it firmly, but Timothy, he can't. He looked at Osia who was carefully held in his arms by Ansbilis, hesitated for a moment, and said, "Wait."

Ansbilis said: "I'll wait only ten minutes. After ten minutes, I'll go in in person."

Quentin glanced at him badly, turned around and left. Although he seemed to walk in an orderly manner, his steps were not low.

Ansbilis looked at Osia and pressed his fingers slightly with his glass jar.

The two black gas seemed to be pinched by invisible hands, making a squeaking sound in pain.

"I, I'll tell you the way to rescue..." "Mona Lisa" screamed, "But you want to let us go." Since the Holy See asks for Ansbilis, it's natural to help Osia. Instead of losing his life in a bad situation, it's better to take advantage of yourself and protect yourself before talking.

Ansbilis sneered: "It's too late." Whether intentionally or not, they joined forces with the Holy See to push themselves and Osia into trouble. He will remember this account firmly.

"Unless," he said coldly, "you tell me who is behind the scenes."

The two black gas was completely silent. No matter how Ansbilis used his means, he never said anything again.

Quentin rushed over at 8:56: "Mr. Timothy meets you in the nave."

The Holy Church was so rich that it seemed to overturn a ton of holy water that made Ansbilis frown. But at the moment there was no right to make him picky. He hugged Osia tightly and teleported to the door of the nave.

The door was open, and the people from the Holy Guardian Legion stood at the door with a fierce look. When they saw him, their pupils shrank slightly, but they did not come forward to stop them.

A huge cross was erected in front of the nave, and a ray of holy light shone down from above the cross. Before we got closer, the evil spirits in the glass jar could no longer bear it and started to moan.

Ansbilis took a step forward, and the evil spirit in the can suddenly pounced out. Just as he was about to escape, he was pinched by Ansbilis.

"Please don't move forward any more, we can't stand it!"

"We'll die."

Ansbilis quietly looked at the evil spirit who was gradually weak and unable to even struggle, and smiled evilly: "So what?" He held the evil spirit and moved forward step by step. He watched every step he took, a trace of black air radiated, full of pleasure.

Has he been in love for too long made him become kind recently?

Why did even the little evil spirit dare to bully him and think he would not do anything to them?

When he walked to the front of the cross, the evil spirit was only the size of a fingernail and collapsed in his palm.

He raised his palm and put it to his mouth, watched the black gas tremble in despair, and slowly let out a mouthful.

The black gas disappeared.

"Is there dust?" Timothy came over with his red and swollen eyes. He walked in a hurry without any concealment.

Ansbilis said: "It looks like I'm not here at the time."

Timothy looked at the sleepy Osia: "You won't come until this 'not time'."

Ansbilis placed Osia on a chair and put his head on himself: "It's a nightmare for evil spirits."

Timothy leaned closer and looked: "Only, you can wake up by drinking a cup of holy water."

Ansbilis said: "We are the blood clan." Feed the blood clan and drink holy water? He must have thought that he could wake up by accident.

Timothy said: "So I just used 'General situation'."

"What should I do?" Ansbilis asked carelessly.

Timothy said: "We have always been in charge of death and life for the blood clan."

Ansbilis narrowed his eyes.

Timothy said: "Unless you have a reason to convince me."

Ansbilis said coldly: "Let's get the conditions."

When it was really time to get the conditions, Timothy was going to take Joe again. He knew very well that if he acted too impatient during the negotiations, he would easily be in a passive position. He smiled and said, "Quentin has told me about the football game that those blood clans are not members of the Nine Association, right? This cannot relieve your suspicion."

Ansbilis narrowed his eyes, obviously disgusted with his tactic of trying to get.

Before he could have an attack, Timothy took the lead and said, "I want to know your relationship with Gordon, I mean, specific, detailed, real."

Ansbilis glared at him for a moment and said slowly: "My real name is Gratian."

Timothy was stunned.

"The father is Theodosie I."

Timothy: "…"

Ansbilis let him look at it expressionlessly.

Timothy said with difficulty after a while: "It is said that His Highness Gratian passed away very early."

Ansbilis said calmly: "Because Theodosie I's support for the Holy See has attracted the resentment of the black wizard, and he hopes to kidnap me to threaten him to give up the Holy See."

Needless to say, the result.

The premature death of Gratian in history shows the choice of Theodosio I at that time.

Timothy wanted to comfort him, but when he thought of his age, he couldn't say anything: "So, you chose to be a blood clan?" His father gave up on him because the Holy See gave up on him, and the black wizard kidnapped him. In his world, only the blood clan is harmless.

Ansbilis mocked, "Oh, yes. I made a phone call at home, and Elder Mikawi came to provide first-time employment services."

Timothy also felt that his idea was a bit taken for granted: "What happened again?"

"After being abandoned, the black wizard who kidnapped me adopted me, until they fought with the blood clan and I was snatched away by the blood clan. Ans Billis is the name of the black wizard who adopted me." It is precisely because he has an unclear relationship with the black wizard that he looked at Gordon differently.

If what Ansbilis said is true, then whether it is his father Theodosie I's support for the Holy See or the harm he suffered for it, the Holy See is indebted to him. A thought popped up in Timothy's mind: "So, did you turn against the enemy?"

During the holy war, the Holy See was almost beaten to the door. It was Ansbilis who suddenly turned against him and got a chance to breathe. Originally, he thought it was Mikave's crazy blood at work. Now, thinking about it, perhaps the blood of Theodosie I was blessed by heaven?

Because of this relationship, even Timothy couldn't make things difficult for him anymore, and even complained a little: "Why didn't you say it earlier?" They should have had more cooperation! Compared with Lawrence Vanzhuo, the fourth generation of Ansbilis, who has deep connections, is the more perfect collaborator.

Ansbilis said: "Forget it." If it weren't for the evil spirit's reminder, this experience would only exist in his subconscious mind, and might influence him subtly, but would not be deliberately recalled.

Timothy was speechless. Humans will forget many old things when they are seventy-year-olds and eighty years old, not to mention that this history of Ansbilis is nearly two thousand years away. He said: "I can help you enter his dreams and awaken him."

Ansbilis's eyes were deep.

Timothy understood his defense. Once Ansbilis and Osia fell into a dream at the same time, they would become the meat on the Holy See's chopping board. He did not swear or guarantee anything, but said lightly: "If you believe, the friendship between Theodosie I and the Holy See has continued to this day."

Ansbilis obviously didn't believe it: "Call Lawrence."

Timothy didn't mind either. Ansbilis's attitude was expected. "No problem. But you'd better pray that he will come sooner, the longer Osia is in a dream, the harder it will be to come out."

Ansbilis's eyes lit up, but there was an angry fire.

Timothy knew that he accused him of wasting time and silently handed him his cell phone.

Ansbilis took the phone, made a quick call, and said to him: "Go to start."

Timothy was stunned for a moment, and understood that he must have told Lawrence what had happened here just now, and told the other party that if he had done anything to them, he would immediately lead the blood clan army to come to the door.

When Ansbilis was used by a bishop to enter his dream, the thought flashed through his mind: The Holy See is indeed a place that bewitches people's hearts. No wonder Theodosie I was determined to believe in it.
Chapter completed!