The next morning, Privy Councilor Mazovia walked slowly towards the heavily guarded place on the west side outside the city.
Even if Cardinal Karados had great courage, he would not dare to station his troops in Vatican City.
It is the residence of God the Father on earth, represents the unquestionable authority of God the Father, and is the spiritual paradise for all believers on the continent.
No one is allowed to mess around in Vatican.
All the authority of Cardinal Carados comes from his identity as a cardinal. Even if he is extremely unwilling, he does not dare to use Vatican City as his cover.
What's more, Cardinal Carados is no longer safe in Vatican City, where there are even more people who oppose him.
For safety reasons, he did not dare to leave the heavy guard. Everyone could see that Cardinal Carados was scared out of his mind.
His actions against Lorraine and Obachm were unsuccessful, but Lorraine and Obachm's counterattacks never failed. The men of Cardinal Carados were either killed by Lorraine or switched to Obachm's men.
The rest gathered around Cardinal Karados, huddled in order to survive.
Cardinal Carados's base was here and he did not dare to leave Fantino, so he stationed himself in a residential area not far outside the city.
In order to survive, in addition to his original men, Kalados spent a lot of money to hire a large number of thugs.
Perhaps it was to cheer up, or perhaps he knew that his time was running out, so he desperately enjoyed himself. Carrados led his group of recruited men to make the place full of smoke and chaos.
The mercenaries hired by Kalados were lawless, and Kalados indulged them very much. These people armed themselves with guns and clubs and ran amok in residential areas.
The residents dared not speak out about this, and many people could not bear it and moved away from this place.
The entire community was deserted, and sometimes there was no one in sight throughout the day. The shops on both sides of the street were all closed, making the road extremely depressed.
But in this way, Kalados and his men got exactly what they wanted, became more unscrupulous, and their troubles became more enjoyable.
Mazovia was walking in this place and looking at the empty streets, she felt very emotional at the moment. This community was not like this originally.
As one of the centers of the continent, the surrounding areas of Fantino City have always been quite wealthy.
The ordinary people living here sell souvenirs and handicrafts to the pilgrims who come here every day, and earn enough to live a life without worries about food and clothing.
What's more, there are some highly skilled goldsmiths here.
They make their own gold crosses, jewelry, etc. and sell them in their shops. Many priests' personal accessories in Vatican City are also custom-made here.
Sometimes, when I am tired, I will walk around here twice, buy a few gadgets, and send them home to entertain the children.
In addition, on this street, there are also small hotels and restaurants opened by people to provide food and accommodation for pilgrims who do not have much money.
There are also pubs, bookstores, grocery stores, etc.
Because it is close to the residence of God the Father, the quality of the people is high. The whole neighborhood is not noisy, but it is also crowded and extremely prosperous.
But now...this place,
Mazovia stood on the empty street and glanced back, only to see no one on the street. Only a few wisps of cold wind made a lonely whine, blowing a few pieces of paper and flying past in front of them.
Under the blowing of the cold wind, a signboard tied in mid-air not far away kept swaying back and forth, making a harsh sound.
Under the sign, it was obvious that the door of the store had been smashed and the windows were all broken. The store must have been ransacked by the mercenaries.
It's like a war has just happened here, but it's still a peaceful and peaceful neighborhood~!
Seeing this, Mazovia couldn't help but let out a long sigh. The great abode of Father God was actually turned into this by him. Get rid of Kalados~! Maybe his decision was right?
But perhaps the answer to this question can only be told to you by God the Father himself when he stands in front of him in person~!
Thinking of this, he couldn't help but feel heavy.
As a qualified politician, Privy Councilor Mazovia had been ruthless in the past, slapping his superiors, cheating his subordinates, harming his colleagues, and stepping on the corpses of countless people to get to his current position, but this was the first time he had used
This is a violent way to get rid of a person.
Although Bond's double-zero agent from Flying Eagle Company assured that this plan was absolutely foolproof, he still felt a little uneasy.
Mazovia couldn't help but wonder: Is that method really feasible?
"Stop~!" At this moment, a stern voice was heard from the side.
Mazovia was stunned and immediately came to his senses.
In front of him, he saw a warrior covered in heavy armor, pointing a spear at him.
Behind him, there were dozens of warriors holding various weapons in their hands, looking at him eagerly through a fence.
Judging from their nervous looks, it was obvious that if one of them made a mistake, they would immediately rush over with weapons raised and cut themselves into pieces with random blades.
Only then did Mazovia realize that he had unknowingly arrived near Carrados' residence.
Although he knew that Carrados and his group were frightened now, he would probably think that anyone he saw was the SS killers sent by Lorraine.
Carrados's mansion was heavily guarded, and it was inevitable that he would be interrogated. However, the group of sentries seemed to be facing a powerful enemy, but they looked a little funny.
Mazovia immediately laughed, and then said: "Who are you? You don't even know me? Call your leader over."
The sentries immediately hesitated.
Everyone is not a fool. Everyone knows that since this uncle has such a big reputation, he is obviously an extraordinary person.
But then a mercenary with ragged clothes and an evil face squeezed over.
He looked Mazovia up and down a few times, and then spoke in the despicable tone typical of a young gangster who has just gained a little power and is eager to show off, deliberately looking for trouble to make things difficult for others.
, said: "Who are you? Why do you want me to call our leader over? Although our adults can't say that they are managing everything every day, they are also managing several machines every day~!"
He waved his hand and said impatiently like he was shooing away a fly: "Go, go, go..., get aside quickly, if we are all like you, you still have to call us the boss for a trivial matter as big as sesame seeds and mung beans.
Is he still busy and coming here~!"
Mazovia was stunned and his eyes widened in surprise. Ever since he became a priest, he had not been lectured like this for many years.
At this time, the man looked righteous and continued, "And not only that, the gentlemen also have a lot of things to be busy with..."
Mazovia still didn't react for a moment. He just stared at the mercenary blankly. This was the Holy City, the residence of God the Father, and yet he, a Privy Councilor, would be reprimanded by a little mercenary.
At this time, for some unknown reason, the mercenary suddenly became angry and cursed: "Damn, you are such an old stick, you don't know a thing. You have lived such a long life in vain. Get out of here,
Get out of here.
Be careful if you offend me, I will arrest you and send you to the Inquisition to spend thirty years in prison~!
Let me tell you, our big boss has confessed that someone is going to assassinate our boss recently, so let us pay attention to all the idle people. I think you are quite like an assassin. Come back with me to investigate."
As he spoke, he jumped over from behind the fence and wanted to beat Mazovia.
Mazovia instinctively took two steps back.
But the man became even more angry, his eyes widened, and he continued to curse loudly: "What~! I want to arrest you, but you old man actually dares to hide, trying to escape the sanction of the sacred law. I tell you
, I am also a Templar now, I really don’t know how to appreciate it~!
Don’t leave, I have to punish you today, give you a severe beating, and let the bad breath out of my chest~!”
As he spoke, he angrily raised the spear in his hand and was about to charge over.
Mazovia saw it and was so angry that he almost vomited blood.
This is a holy city~!
The abode of the glorious and great God the Father on earth.
But now, someone actually dares to bully the weak in this place so unscrupulously, is lawless, and even insults the basic ethics and morals of the world.
You know, even in the countryside of orcs, a young and strong man cursed at an old man for no reason. This is an extremely incredible thing.
At this time, in this sacred place, not only did it happen, but everyone around them also had their arms folded, looking like they were laughing. No one stepped forward to stop it at all.
This kind of thing is simply outrageous~!
Moreover, he is still the Privy Council Archbishop of the Holy See and is now the Assistant Secretary of the Pope. Even if he was threatened by Lorraine in Nidel City, he was an equal opponent. He had never suffered such humiliation.
Even though Mazovia was usually very good at cultivating his energy, he was able to survive a landslide without changing his color, but at this moment, he was so angry that he had murderous intent.
Karados, what are you doing~!
How to manage your subordinates~!
How could such a scumbag come to the foot of the Holy City~!
It seems that this kind of person has turned into a mad dog~! There is really no need to live anymore~!
Just like Lorraine said, this kind of mad dog must be eliminated~!
If he says he is kind and soft-hearted, he can only tolerate and support the traitor. It will affect everyone, and when he goes crazy, he will bite everyone to death~!
The city of Vantino is at this madman's fingertips.
By that time, it would be too late to take action.
"This guy must be eliminated~!" Thinking of this, his heart suddenly became cold.
Mazovia looked at the mercenary coldly, gently tapped the staff in his hand, and shouted in a low voice: "Holy Law~!"
Suddenly a white light flashed, covering him entirely in that holy light.
Everyone on the opposite side looked at it and were immediately stunned.
The mercenary also looked stunned and stopped.
Only then did these people suddenly realize that the old man opposite was a spell caster.
Whether it is a mage or a priest, the spell caster represents a combat power higher than theirs.
These days, these despicable scoundrels have relied on the power of Cardinal Carrados to act like gods.
The accomplices of Carados were all hiding together, and the priests who could not bear to see Carados were unwilling to pour muddy water into this place.
The most the mercenaries can do is bully the residents here. With no one to deal with them, they become more and more arrogant.
Only then did they remember that this was Vatican, a great holy city. More than half of the people here were priests, and they were also senior priests of the Holy See.
He was a big shot who was on equal footing with the aristocratic gentlemen, but they could not offend him easily.
The mercenary quickly opened his mouth and shouted: "This is a misunderstanding..."
But Mazovia did not give in at all. He took a step forward and shouted angrily: "Fist of Heaven~!"
Immediately afterwards, he saw a huge fist with white light appearing in front of him, and then with Mazovia's finger, it roared towards the mercenary and flew towards it.
The mercenary watched helplessly as the giant fist flew towards him, but he was too late to dodge. He was hit straight away with a loud "bang" sound, and then he screamed and flew backwards. Finally, he was hit hard.
He fell to the ground.
Blood spit out from his mouth and sprayed a long way. It looked extremely shocking.
The rest of the people looked at it and were shocked. In fear, they all took a few steps back involuntarily.
Mazovia was even more angry when he saw it: These bastards forget their loyalty when they see small profits, and they cherish their own lives when they encounter enemies. They are simply a bunch of scumbags.
He held the staff across his chest and shouted angrily: "Who else dares to come here? Let's see if this old guy like me can still do it? Come here~!"
Everyone looked at each other and couldn't help but take a few steps back.
At this time, someone in the next room heard the noise and ran out hurriedly.
The man took one look at the situation and understood immediately. He hurriedly rushed towards Mazovia.
While laughing along with him, he said: "Ha, I asked you why the flowers in the yard are blooming so fragrantly today. It turns out that there are distinguished guests coming to the door. Mr. Bishop, how are you always?"
As he said that, he came closer.
He wanted to go over and kiss the ring on Mazovia's hand, but he found that there was a fence in front of him. After hesitating for a moment, he had to bow deeply first: "I say hello to you, little man Madoshi~
!”
Mazovia snorted coldly, put away his scepter, and looked at Mados opposite with a straight face.
After Madoshi stood up, he immediately turned around, reprimanded his subordinates, and cursed loudly: "A bunch of thieves who only know how to ask for bribes have really blinded you. Don't you know that this gentleman is the Privy Councilor?"
?I really should give you bastards a good whip~!"
Everyone was scolded bloody, but facing the man, they could only obey. Then under his scolding, they quickly moved the fence.
Mados hurried over, took Mazovia's hand, kissed his ring respectfully, and said, "Please bless me, sir."
Mazovia snorted, then touched the top of his head with her hand and said, "May Father God bless you."
After Mazovia withdrew his hand, he resisted the urge to wipe his hands on his clothes and said: "Lord Mattos, I want to meet His Excellency Archbishop Carrados. I wonder if he can take time out of his busy schedule to give me some advice?
"
Madoshi hurriedly laughed along and said: "Sir, what are you talking about? You are here, just come in. Why are you saying these words?"
As he spoke, he bent down and stretched out his hand, saying: "Please this way, please this way..."
Mazovia nodded and stepped forward. But after taking two steps, he turned back and asked the sentries next to him: "Why on earth do you want to blackmail me? Do you really think that I am an old man?"
Are you easy to bully?"
The sentries looked at each other, and someone beside them explained in a low voice: "Sir, you are not riding in a carriage. Who knew that a big man like you could actually walk? We thought you were a resident here."
Mazovia laughed angrily and said: "What the hell are you talking about? Are you going to extort and extort an ordinary person like this?
I still have a few moments to lose. If it were an ordinary person, would you really start beating them?
This is the Holy City, not your den of thieves. If I find out and you dare to do this again, be careful I will skin you~!"
After hearing his curse, the sentries looked at each other unnaturally, and then agreed.
Listening to their perfunctory voices, Mazovia knew in her heart that these bastards didn't take it seriously at all.
Mazovia wanted to curse a few more times, but she also knew that no matter what they said, these scumbags who had breasts would never listen.
And with Karados covering them, there is absolutely no way to take them down by yourself.
Thinking of this, he immediately felt depressed for a while, then he sighed and turned around and left.
Behind him, Madoshi was heard sternly saying to the sentries: "You bastards, open your eyes wide and take a good look. If you shouldn't be stopped, don't stop. If something happens again,
, uncle, I don’t care about you.”
Everyone agreed in unison.
As Mazovia walked, he felt a fire burning in his chest: He hadn't been here for a few days, and he didn't expect that Karados had fallen to such a low level now~!
What does "don't stop those who shouldn't be stopped"?
Could it be said that those who have no power but want to see Kalados deserve to be stopped and bullied by them?
The more he thought about it, the angrier he became and the faster he walked away.
In the past, Karados was still very careful about his image for the sake of the Pope's throne, but now he is abandoning himself like a strange tyrant.
So much so that Madoshi was leading the way and could hardly keep up with him. He could only start jogging.
The two of them walked forward and came to the entrance of a heavily guarded compound.
I only saw one post three steps ahead and one sentry five steps away. In addition, there were a large number of patrolling sentries patrolling back and forth. Their clothes and armor clashed and jingled.
Passwords and shouts kept coming. The guards were extremely tight. Not even a fly could get in.
After this walking visit, Mazovia finally understood the real situation here. At this time, he was determined to get rid of the cancer in the Holy See. Fantino would become a den of thieves.
But at this time, seeing the situation here, I couldn't help but worry. With such a tight defense, do they really have the ability to get rid of Kalados in one fell swoop?
The sentry in front of the door exchanged a few words with Mados, and after confirming that everything was correct, he put away his weapons and let the two of them in.
At this time, Karados had already received the news and came out to greet him.
The two laughed and exchanged some pleasantries, then came to the room together and chatted.
While chatting, Mazovia secretly looked at him.
This powerful red archbishop was unable to recover under Lorraine's cruel and cold, continuous blows.
Although he is still as fat as before, the healthy blush on his face has disappeared. Although he still has a constant smile on his face, he will lose consciousness from time to time.
His eyes no longer had the sharpness they once had, and he looked a little timid. But if you look carefully, you can see the madness hidden deep in his eyes.
While the two were chatting, someone else came in to report that Paladin Perod had arrived.
Mazovia's heart immediately sank.
At this time, Karados burst out laughing, stood up, and said, "What day is it today? Everyone seems to have made an appointment, they are all here today, hahaha, hurry up, please come quickly.
"
As he spoke, he and Mazovia went out together.
They welcomed Perode in, and then the three of them sat in the room, drinking tea and chatting.
Mazovia looked at the clock made by the Flying Eagle Company with gems set on the wall, and found that the time passed very fast, and the appointed time was almost here. At that moment, she felt nervous, and there was sweat in her palms.
came out.
Although Mazovia is experienced in the world, this is the first time he has participated in such an event in person.
He forced himself to smile, and then said briskly: "Ha, the weather today is good. It's neither cold nor hot. I think it's better for us to go to the yard and breathe some fresh air."
Although he tried to keep calm, he still felt a little trembling in his words.
Moreover, Karados seemed to realize something and glanced at him suspiciously.
At this time, Perode next to him immediately laughed and said: "Yes, yes. I also think the weather is good today. The sun is shining and making people lazy. It would be a pity to stay in the room. Let's
How about going out? I've been hiding in the hall all day, and I really can't stand the gloomy atmosphere there."
He paused, pointed to the green grass in the front yard, and continued: "I think that green grass is good. Let's put the table there, and we can have a good look at the scenery of the Tiber River."
Mazovia was stunned for a moment. These were the words he was about to say, but now he was preempted by Perode.
He glanced at Perode, but he didn't see anything from the other person's face. He couldn't figure out for a while whether that rough and evil warrior was just a coincidence, or whether he had another purpose just like him.
It doesn't sound like he has other motives. I haven't heard that he had any contact with Lorraine, but the place he mentioned happened to be where he was going. This kind of coincidence cannot be believed.
Kalados hesitated.
At this time, I heard Perode laugh and say: "Say Kara, what are you thinking about? This is your yard, and there are heavy soldiers guarding it outside, as well as us old guys. If you ask me, this is a legion.
Can't rush in.
Could it be that you have become a vampire now and don’t even dare to bask in the sun?"
Karados was immediately aroused.
Yes, this is your own territory~!
Moreover, there were heavy soldiers outside, but the grass was also empty. At a glance, there was not even a single person.
Could it be said that I am really afraid to this extent?
Because he was afraid of a few assassins, he didn't even dare to leave the house. If word got out, the bishops wouldn't know how to make fun of him.
When he thought of this, he immediately smiled and said: "What am I afraid of? I'm just afraid that you are worried that your delicate skin will be burned by the sun."
After hearing his wise words, everyone burst into laughter.
Then Carrados ordered: "Come here, put the table on the lawn for me."
Following his order, an attendant hurried over and placed a table on the lawn. After everything was arranged, the three of them were invited to sit down on the lawn together.
The three of Mazovia sat on the lawn. They looked down at the Tiber River not far away while sipping fragrant tea.
They chatted for a while, and then Perode stood up carelessly.
He pulled up his pants and then said, "While you guys are chatting, this water filled me with too much water. I have to go pee."
Mazovia's heart moved, and he stood up and said: "Wait for me, wait for me. It's okay if you don't tell me. Once you tell me, I will feel it."
After hearing this, Kalados immediately laughed and said: "You two are old and your kidneys are not good, right? Do you want me to introduce you to a good doctor? One who specializes in treating kidney disease. Hahaha..."
Perode also laughed and cursed twice at the moment.
He and Mazovia didn't go far, they just turned the corner. Then they unzipped their pants and started to drain.
Mazovia knew that the assassination operation had begun according to the plan. He was a little nervous and tried several times without success. Even his hands were trembling. He couldn't concentrate at all.
But next to him, Perode didn't care, and he was spreading his words vividly and loudly.
Perode looked at him and then said: "Mazovia, calm down. If you go out like this, you will be exposed."
Mazovia's heart immediately jumped.
He looked at Perode in surprise and said in a trembling voice: "You are indeed the same..."
Having said this, he suddenly woke up and immediately closed his mouth.
Perode snorted coldly. Then he turned sideways and looked out from the corner.
Mazovia asked curiously: "What are you looking at?"
Perode had already finished draining the water at this time.
While lifting up his pants, he explained to Mazovia: "Those guys out there are so impressive that they are so awesome. I can't believe it.
Now I have done what they asked. But apart from Carla, there is no one on the lawn. There is not even a dog here.
I want to see how those bastards work!"
As his words fell, at this moment, a sudden change occurred~!