My Summons Are Weird Chapter 136

Plans don't always keep up with changes.

When Lu Yu was training the mushroom man in the wetlands, Sierra got bad news.

The physical condition of the Pope of the Holy Nation of Silver Maple suddenly became very poor. After attending the Halo selection, he suddenly fell ill while dealing with government affairs.

If it weren't for the fact that the Holy Nation of Silver Maple has always been known for its healing magic, and there were several powerful magicians on the scene, the Pope would probably have met the God of Glory directly after he fell.

Serra has a good impression of Pope Laurent, the longest-serving pope in the Holy State of Silver Maple, who has brought stability and prosperity to the Holy State for a long time, and spread the glorious teachings to surrounding countries, establishing a large group of believers.

He prayed devoutly for decades, wrote down what he did, and presented it under the Glory God for the Glory God to read.

Treat yourself as strict as an ascetic, but never treat others as harshly as you treat yourself.

This is a pious, benevolent, and sincerely willing to believe that the God of Glory is there, and has been watching the earth.

Every time Serra approached him, she felt that her unbelief in God was a blasphemy.

Serra saw Laurent after he woke up, the man who used to be able to go down and work with the believers in person for a day now turned pale with just a few words.

Facing the archbishop, the saintess and the sons, he just smiled and said that he was fine, and asked them to go back and deal with their own affairs.

The archbishops saluted and withdrew, followed by the Virgin and Child.

Just as Sera was about to salute and leave, Laurent stopped her.

"Sera...come here."

Before walking to the bed, Serra sat on the chair beside him under Laurent's gesture.

Laurent's eyes were still very clear and bright, but the skin was loose and not elastic, full of age spots.

It was as if a still young soul was trapped in an old body.

"I don't have much time."

Sera stunned, and hurriedly comforted: "Sir Pope, you just have a sudden illness. As long as you reduce your work a little bit and take a serious rest, you can take care of your body well."

"The six bishops and four priests of the Holy See can all serve you."

Laurent smiled without saying a word, and after a long time, he spoke slowly.

"I know my body, you're comforting me, I know..."

"Actually, for more than half a year, I have been dreaming of the Silver Maple God Tree. Every time I fall into a dream, I can see its leaves swaying in the breeze with a silver glow, like..."

Laurent's sight passed through the stained glass, drifted into the distance, and landed on the huge silver maple tree.

"It's like reaching out to me and leading me towards it."

"This is an omen, a hint given to me by the God of Glory."

Sera doesn't believe in gods, and she understands the so-called omens and hints as subconscious dreams constructed by Laurent, who knew that he was not in good health.

Reverently believing in the existence of the God of Radiance, he has written a script of death for himself.

Believing this omens, Laurent will surely die, because this old man who believes in gods has no idea of ​​living.

Sera clenched her fists tightly, she wanted to vomit quickly, but these rebellious words could not break through her throat, they could only be turned into a wisp of depression that could not be dissipated and sank.

The corner of Laurent's mouth twitched slightly. He saw Sera's performance in his eyes, but he didn't say anything. Instead, he reached out and touched her head gently.

"Let's do your thing. People always say that your divine choice is not very responsible, but how do they know that the influence of your divine choice is beyond their imagination."

"Prince Colton is very hopeful to compete for that position in the Sligo Empire. It is necessary to have a good relationship with him now. This line is up to you to help the teaching country continue."

Sera bowed slightly and said, "I will do it well."

"I believe in your ability, go, I want to rest."

After Serra's footsteps faded away, the Pope's Guard gently closed the door.

Laurent, who was lying on the bed, recalled Sera's expression just now and smiled.

"That's it."

Immediately, he murmured worriedly.

"The major powers are at a critical juncture of power change again, and I don't know if we can bring peace to the people of the religious country this time."

The news of Serra's last departure from the Pope's residence spread quickly, which gave the "Serra's succession theory" that had been quelled some more talk.

The Pope of the Silver Maple Holy Nation is generally elected in two ways.

One is the traditional election system, which is jointly elected by the six bishops of the Holy See and the bishops of Yinfeng from all over the country.

The second is the appointment of the next pope by the pope with a high reputation.

Under normal circumstances, the pope is selected by the first method. After all, the pope whose reputation is so high that no one wants to question the person he chooses rarely appears.

Laurent happens to be this type. Even the most belligerent Sligo people, once they hear the news of Laurent's death, even if they are at war with other countries, will take the initiative to truce, lay down their weapons, go to the church to mourn, and then Go back and continue to fight to the death.

Laurent did not leave anyone else, but had a conversation with Sera alone, which was so unreal that many people turned their attention to the hill outside the capital of the Church.

Sera, unaware of the waves of the conversation, was in her home's closet picking out presents for Prince Colton.

"The Forbidden Stone... I don't have a second one so well preserved and in such a good condition... Forget it, get another one."

"Ordinary gems... that's too perfunctory."

"Don't give gifts at all... It doesn't meet the standard of diplomatic interests."

Giving gifts is really a headache. If you give too much, you will feel bad, and it is not easy to reimburse.

If you send less, I am afraid that the other party will not be satisfied and will not achieve the desired effect.

Why can't people from the Holy See help you to leave this kind of thing, and just take it and leave it?

"Sierra... Sierra, I'm hungry."

Sera stuck his head out of the underground storage room and found that the big eyes of the stupid dragon were "embedded" in the window of the house, and the exhaled breath made the window foggy.

"Hey." Sera sighed, walked to the table, activated the communication circle, and asked the believers at the foot of the mountain to bring up the collected fruits.

The stupid dragon lying on the ground eating fruit saw that Sera was busy and asked curiously, "Sera is going out again?"

"Yes, I don't know how long I will be going this time. It is said to be going to Sligo for the wedding, but in fact I still need to deal with some interpersonal matters."

Laurent's words are very clear, since Sligo is about to come to the power change season, then before everything happens, let the teaching nation increase a little sense of presence in Sligo, brush a good sense, and ensure that no matter who is in the final position, can maintain existing national policies.

The mission of the priesthood has already taken a step forward. They are responsible for the open side, while Sera is naturally responsible for the secret.

"Sera, Sera..."

"Say."

"Take me with you... No one at home, so boring."

Stupid dragon pressed his chin to the ground and looked at Sera with aggrieved expression.

This is not an excessive request, but the stupid dragon is very humble.

Looking at such a humble Bunlong, Sera suddenly realized that after she brought Benglong home, although she had always taken care of him seriously, she often left him alone at home because of "business trips".

I thought that everyone's concept of time was different, and Benglong wouldn't feel lonely, but it didn't seem like that.

Benlong was just a child, and this age was when he longed to see the outside world.

Lulu could have helped him go outside for a walk, but there was an explosion and the person was blown up.

Looking at the poor stupid dragon, Sera patted him on the mouth: "Okay, I'll take you out this time."

Stupid Dragon's round eyes are shining: "Really?"

"When did I lie to you?" Sera said, "but you have to promise me that you must obey the rules. It is another country. Once you get into trouble, I will not be able to deal with it."

"Benlong must be obedient."

Sera looked at the stupid dragon and nodded again and again, and burst out laughing.

How can a dragon be so stupid, if it grows like this, can it still be a dragon that makes people tremble with a roar?

Sera didn't think Stupid Dragon could cause trouble either. This guy was too good, and he didn't know how Lulu had tamed it before. He made him go east and didn't dare to go west. Just like a dog.

Originally, I planned to borrow the Holy See's griffin, but now there is no need for that. With the confirmed gift, Sera jumped on the back of the stupid dragon. With a loud dragon roar, the stupid dragon carried Sera to the sky. .

As the night got darker, two figures appeared outside the silent Sera's house. They seemed to have cast some special magic. .

The two seemed to know the arrangement of the Serra family's organs, and easily avoided several magic circles that could trigger the alarm, and used props to cover their magical aura, making a large number of magic organs ineffective.

"If you didn't know the layout in advance, normal people would have been recruited when they came here."

One of the shadows rejoiced.

"It's God's choice after all... I hope there won't be more troublesome things to deal with in the room."

Carefully pushed open the door, compared to the crisis-ridden courtyard, there was no magic in the room, which made both shadows heave a sigh of relief.

Also, if a particularly violent magical mechanism is arranged in the room, once activated, it is easy to destroy important objects together, and no one should do this.

The shadow walked into the house and went straight to the study. Among the piles of paper, the two quickly rummaged and read.

"No…"

"No…"

"Why not."

"There is no content related to the Pope, how can this happen?"

"Such important things are not necessarily placed in obvious places, look for the dark layer."

The two shadows groped for a while, and finally, with their rich experience, they found a book on the bookcase that could not be removed at all.

After trying to twist the book a little, the bookcase slid to the sides, revealing a bare wall.

"Sure enough, there is a dark wall." One of the shadows was about to step forward to try how to open the dark wall, but was stopped by the other.

"Be careful, don't forget, God's Choice is someone who can draw a tie with the seventh-order magician. Lulutis has suffered losses in her hands. First check whether there is a magic mechanism."

Hearing this, the impulsive black shadow immediately calmed down a lot, took out an iron box, and carefully inspected the dark wall through the faint light from the forbidden magic stone inlaid on the iron box.

Looking at the magic circle that was revealed little by little, the black figure who had just rashly broke out in a cold sweat.

"Sure enough, there is a magic circle, but it doesn't seem to be too complicated. As long as the magic source that provides magic power is covered, we can easily decipher it."

Following the breath of the magic circle, the two shadows finally identified the source of the magic, which was an inconspicuous pen holder placed on the desk.

If it wasn't for their rich experience, who would have thought that a pen holder would actually provide magic power for the defensive magic circle?

"Put the Forbidden Stone in and cover it."

The moment the black shadow forbidden magic stone was put into the pen holder, a dazzling light flickered on the dark wall.

The fiery light instantly filled the entire room, and huge energy burst out at one point.

The guards patrolling below the chosen residence raised their heads in surprise, and the top of the mountain was inexplicably bright as daylight.

In the next second, a terrifying explosion resounded all around, and the capital of the Holy Cult of Yinfeng, which had already fallen asleep, woke up from the violent explosion. The ears of the guards at the foot of the mountain were buzzing, and it took a long time to recover their hearing.

For a time, countless priests rushed out of the brightly lit Holy See.

"Isn't that the residence of God's Chosen Lord..."

"How could it explode, hurry, hurry, hurry, organize people to put out the fire, hurry!"

"The Lord of God's Chosen has already traveled to Sligo, why did her residence suddenly explode... This burst of magic is so powerful..."

The explosion of God's chosen residence caused a large number of magicians to rush to the scene for the first time.

The strong residual magic power makes it almost impossible for the magicians to perceive everything around them.

Sera's house... It should be said that it is in ruins now, and the magicians have been busy for a long time to let the fire subside.

Soon, the magicians made a discovery.

The remains of a suspicious person were found in the fire, but they were torn apart and burned into coke, and no useful information could be extracted at all.

The awakened Pope Laurent came to the scene and was furious after hearing the reports of the magicians.

Someone broke into the house chosen by God at night, what are the intentions of these two?

Laurent, traditionally known for his kindness, gave his instructions in a stern tone. UU Reading www.uukanshu.com

"Thorough investigation."

Quietly, the captain of the guard left with this brief but angry instruction. He knew that many people might not be able to sleep tonight.

A magician in charge of the on-site investigation waited until Laurent calmed down a bit before holding a wall brick and walked to Laurend to report.

"Lord Pope, we found that the magic contained in these wall tiles does not seem to have come from Lord Serra's handwriting."

"The elemental magic that Sersama is good at is water and grass. She has a strength comparable to the seventh-order magic of these two elements... However, she seldom dabbles in the magic of fire attribute, so she specially asked Luluti of Solon for this reason. Sir, please remember this matter."

The Pope frowned: "Go on."

"These magical residual breaths make me suspect that these two intruders are holding a scroll of a seventh-order magician, and they have such scrolls for self-defense..."

The magician didn't dare to say any more.

Chapter end