To put it bluntly, the offer to check Albert's body was just a polite gesture.
The dignified Pope, not only is he powerful, but he has so many capable people under his command. There is no need for me to help with this small matter. Just like Yevgeny said, it is just a formality, and I don't expect Albert to agree.
But what surprised me was that as soon as he said these words, Albert immediately nodded in agreement: "I have always been curious about your Eastern magic, and I just took this opportunity to learn more about it, so I'll bother Mr. Gu."
This time I was completely confused.
What kind of medicine is this old guy selling in his gourd?
Not only was I confused, but Bennett was also a little unsure: "Grandpa, Mr. Gu has come all the way and hasn't had time to rest. Besides, Bishop Lyon and the others are also very capable. I don't think it's necessary..."
"Okay, do as I say."
Without giving Bennett a chance to speak, Albert directly began to give the order: "Mr. Gu is going to use a spell to heal me. It's not convenient for you to watch from the side. Get out first."
When everyone present nodded in agreement and walked out, Albert shouted again: "Lisa, you stay here, I need your help with some bits and pieces."
Okay, now I don’t understand what the old guy is going to do.
Could it be that because of the look in my eyes just now, he thought I was interested in his eldest niece and wanted to bribe me sexually?
That also looks down on my self-control ability.
Under Lisa's confused eyes and Bennett's stunned eyes, several cardinals present quickly walked out.
I also waved my hand and said, "Mr. Yevgeny, please take the people out first. Your Holiness the Pope has something to talk to me about alone, so he will stay at the door. Don't let anyone in before I go out."
Before setting off, Sofia's grandfather had told me that all actions of the Orthodox Church in Rome would be led by me.
Although he was quite puzzled, Yevgeny said nothing, expressed his greetings to Albert, and then turned around and left with a few followers behind him.
Soon, there were only four people left in the room: me, the Pope lying on the bed, Bennett and Lisa.
Albert glanced at the door: "Bennet, my dear grandson, why don't you leave?"
"Because I think Grandpa and Mr. Gu must have something they need my help with."
Bennett had a flattering smile on his face: "For example, serving snacks and pouring coffee, as an elder, I should help Aunt Lisa share the work. Besides, I am also very interested in Mr. Gu's abilities and want to stay and learn.
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From Bennett's tone, I could clearly tell that he was panicking now, probably because he was afraid that Albert would interrogate us about what happened between us, and even more afraid that I would betray him.
But Albert didn’t give him a chance: “Well, it’s a good thing to be curious, but it also depends on the occasion.
Mr. Gu just said that we need to talk about some things alone. This kind of confidential conversation is not convenient for you in your current status. If you are really curious, you can visit Mr. Gu when you are free and talk to him alone.
He asked for advice."
Bennett frowned: "But I..."
"Okay, let's go out. I don't have the energy now and don't want to waste time on this matter."
Albert turned sideways and pointed to the sofa not far away: "Mr. Gu, please sit down."
I hummed and sat down in the direction of his finger.
Seeing that no one was paying attention to him, Bennett was in a dilemma. He could neither stay nor leave. Where to stop, his brows were furrowed and he didn't know what he was thinking about.
But Albert's attitude was very resolute, and he had no intention of opening his mouth until Bennett left.
Later, there was no other way. Bennett gritted his teeth and said, "Then I'll trouble Mr. Gu. I'll tell the people below to prepare lunch."
Glancing at Lisa and giving me a warning look, Bennett turned around and left unwillingly.
After the door was closed tightly, Albert, who was lying on the bed, suddenly chuckled: "My grandson is very capable and very scheming, but the only problem is that his ambition is too big, and it has exceeded his ability.
Therefore, if there is any offense when you come into contact with him, I hope Mr. Gu will not take offense."
One sentence made me curl my lips.
I really want to ask Albert, how the hell did you know that your grandson is capable? Just because he was scared to wet his pants by Mr. Shen? Just because he had three minutes? Just because he missed his own aunt?
But thinking about it, I couldn't say that, so I could only nod in agreement: "It's good to be ambitious. Ability can be cultivated slowly. If you don't have arrogance, how can you still be called a young person?"
A cup of hot coffee was brought to me. Lisa bent down, revealing a large area of snow-white skin at her neckline.
I even doubted whether this woman did it on purpose or the angle of her bend was not so wide.
But this thing couldn't attract my attention, and I didn't look at it carefully.
Seeing her hand over another cup of coffee, Albert took it and took a sip, then sat upright on the bed: "Yes, I also appreciate him because of his ambition. After all, ambition is the prerequisite for progress. The position of the Pope is absolutely
It can't be done by a sweet, soft-hearted baby."
Not understanding what Albert was trying to express, I held the coffee cup and looked at him with an incomprehensible look.
He probably also knew that I found out that he was pretending to be sick. This time Albert simply got off the bed and walked to sit across from me: "Mr. Gu, actually I admire the courage of the Romanov family. They dare to let someone suddenly appear.
The pagans came to Rome to negotiate with us on behalf of the Orthodox Church. This is a situation that has never happened before in history.
Of course, I am not doubting your ability. To be noticed by the Romanov family, you must have something extraordinary.
Just like what I just said, ambition is a double-edged sword. If you grasp it well, it can become a driving force for progress. If you don’t control it well, it can also become a poison that buries yourself. What do you think?"
I raised my eyebrows: "If my feeling is correct, His Holiness the Pope seems to have something to say."
Albert was noncommittal: "Whether I mean anything depends on whether you, like Bennett, have ambitions beyond your own abilities.
However, I would like to remind Mr. Gu that whether it is the Roman Vatican or the Orthodox Vatican, the inheritance of thousands of years is far from being as simple as you see or imagine.
You treat the Orthodox Church as a pawn, but you don't know that you may have become someone else's pawn. You may think that I am being alarmist, but based on my understanding of the Romanov patriarch, he can definitely do this."
Damn, I hate this kind of people the most. They talk nonsense but don't talk about the real thing. Albert's vague words almost deceive me.
Feeling that I was running out of patience, I simply asked him directly: "His Holiness the Pope, where do you think your mother is?"