Roman and the other two followed Lord St. Anthony to a small conference room.
After all the three of them sat down, Lord St. Anthony looked at Herbert.
Herbert tactfully handed over the silver box containing the "Death Ring".
His Excellency St. Anthony did not open it directly, but closed his eyes and began to sense it.
The lights seemed to be extinguished in the room. In the dark vision, wave-like night fell, and rushed towards the small silver box like a tide.
The eyes of Lord St. Anthony became extremely deep, as if the ultimate darkness was hidden in the deepest part of his eyes.
The air in the room seemed to condense for a moment, and then returned to normal.
After a while, the room returned to light.
The deep eyes of the Lord St. Anthony swept at Roman and the other two in turn, and finally stopped on Roman.
"His Excellency Roman, the information and items you bring this time are very valuable. I want to report this to the Holy See, and you will come to the church tomorrow night."
Nodding, Roman signaled that he knew:
"Praise the goddess!"
Herbert noticed that the Archbishop called Roman "His Excellency Roman"...
Just as he was thinking about it, Archbishop St. Anthony looked at him, and Herbert subconsciously sat upright.
"I have known about you. Goddess teaches us that character is more important than origin."
"You have proved your character in this matter, and the goddess will forgive you for your mistakes."
"Because this matter is too important, you should live in the church for the time being, and you can listen to the sermons of the pastors, attend the mass, and study the goddess's sacred teachings."
"Waiting for the next instructions from the church, what do you think?"
Herbert did not hesitate, "According to your decision, Your Excellency the Bishop, under the guidance of Mr. Roman, I can already feel the mercy of the goddess. Now I am just in need of learning the Goddess's sacred texts, thank you for your arrangement."
"Praise the goddess."
"Praise the goddess."
Only Roman was confused by the side... What did I teach?
But the matter was finally resolved smoothly.
Herbert and Fonia will inevitably face a certain level of scrutiny, which are necessary procedures, and may arrange for him to do nothing for a period of time, to study the sacred scriptures and accept the teachings of the goddess.
After this period of time, you can live freely in the sunshine without having to hide from xz anymore.
Roman himself also solved his thoughts. Herbert and his friends stayed in St. Samuel's Church. Even if the people in the Spiritual Cult are capable, they can't do anything to them, so naturally they can't find out about themselves.
After completing this, Roman went to the Great Prayer Hall to pray for a while, and then set out directly to go to Miss Anne's mechanical store in Jowood District.
Before leaving, Herbert and Frania expressed their gratitude to Roman again.
Roman patted the thick document written by Herbert on his chest, smiled at the two of them, and left St. Samuel's Church.
Going out and feeling the familiar fog of Beckland, Roman suddenly thought of something...
The Lord St. Anthony didn't say he would leave himself for lunch.
Shaking his head, Roman came to a high-end restaurant in the North District.
Roman never treats himself badly in this regard.
In this luxurious restaurant specializing in Intis's palace cuisine, a chef's recommended lunch set for £10. Roman, who was fine for the time being, sat by the window, was in a leisurely mood and started to taste it carefully.
The steak is just right, but the portion is a little smaller...
After eating 70% full, Roman tasted the golden champagne in the glass, and looked at the leisurely or in a hurry outside, and felt indescribable comfort.
The nervousness caused by fighting wits and courage with the air over the past few days has been relieved a lot with the adjustment of food and wine.
In the afternoon, at 42 Relia Street, Joewood District, at the entrance of Anne's mechanical store.
Roman looked at the sign of "Anne's Machinery Store" and was slightly speechless.
He also thought that Miss Anne's mechanical store was a synonym, but who knew it was really called Anne's mechanical store.
The door was open and Roman walked in directly.
After entering the door, I saw various neatly arranged equipment and mechanical products and parts. There was a wooden counter in front of the left side of the entrance door. The one sitting at the counter was not Miss Anne, but a young man.
He had a slightly round face, handsome and gentle, and was bored to play with a small "doll" composed of metal and gears in his hand.
When he saw Roman come in, he seemed a little surprised, and raised his head and looked at Roman:
"What do you need?"
The sound is quite magnetic.
"I'll find Miss Anne and make an appointment with her." Roman nodded and replied.
Listening to Roman's words, the young man's originally a little unsightly eyes seemed to suddenly shoot two rays of light called "Gogle Trigrams". Roman felt that he seemed to have changed his own.
"You made an appointment with her? Are you her friend? Why don't I know when she has friends outside of church and school?"
Roman was confused by a series of questions. Just as he was about to say something, he heard footsteps coming from the stairs on the second floor. Then Miss Anne's somewhat annoyed voice sounded:
"Darth!"
I saw the young man named "Darth" seemingly a little afraid, subconsciously shrank his neck, then seemed to remember something, straightened his chest and looked at Miss Anne who was walking down.
"I care about you. Last time I went to see the teacher, he asked about your emotional problems. They all said that you are addicted to research and production and have no time..."
Ignoring the chattering Darth, Anne pulled Roman and walked quickly to the second floor, leaving only the meaningful look behind the wooden counter.
"What's the situation?" Roman asked in confusion.
Miss Anne calmly let go of the hand holding Roman's arm and replied helplessly:
"That's Darth Austin, one of my... junior brother, the junior girl who was originally helping to see the store in my store recently had something to do at home, so she asked him to help temporarily. I usually do research upstairs, which is just right.
You're here." (Note 1)
"School brother?" Roman asked.
"Well, the Department of Physics at Beckland University is said to be a junior, but in fact, he has never attended school together. He is much lower than me."
Roman, who tactfully did not guess Miss Anne's age, changed the subject casually.
"Then he just mentioned your teacher?"
“It’s more like a small research club composed of outstanding students in the physics department of Beckland University, and we have some common teachers.”
Roman nodded to show his understanding.
Many schools will have similar organizations, which is also a kind of "connections" between students.
Without further questions, Roman expressed his first intention: to buy extraordinary items in weapon form.