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Chapter 550: One line of big words (4k+)

Time goes back a few hours to the ship of the Church of Wisdom.

The Pope and Bastoli stood in silence in front of the table. On the table was a piece of paper with a line of large characters written on it:
"Keiji Yokoji"

This was the result of deducing the name of the god. The two of them couldn't understand it, but were greatly shocked.

According to the original deduction speed, Millie Tang's side had the advantage, but with the sudden change in the deduction results a few days ago, Millie Tang's side had to slowly settle old accounts, and the Pope took the initiative instead.

This morning, the Pope called Bastoli, who took out a wooden box that he had prepared in advance to put the note in, and then the following scene happened.

Yokomichi Keiji, Bastoli is the projection of the god of living flames, he must understand the importance of the god's name. He stood in front of the table for a long time without speaking, and after a long while he spoke with difficulty:

"Pope, your deduction must be wrong. How about...check it again?"

The corner of the Pope's eye twitched. He calculated... Do you know how much work it is to calculate? I started calculating day and night a few weeks ago, and I only figured out something like this today.

If you let me recalculate, see you next month!
"Since it's a matter of the Hidden World Island, just leave it to them."

The Pope wants to deal with it.

"No, this is obviously fake! How can there be a god named Yokomichi Keiji? Is this even a name?"

"This……"

The Pope could not explain it, and if he were a person from the Hidden Island, he would not be able to accept such an answer.

"Tell me, what should we do now?"

The Pope said this with a hint of anger. You stood aside when I was deducing the name of the god, and now that I have figured out the answer, you are standing by and complaining, finding fault with me. So what do you say we should do?
"I think something went wrong during the deduction process. I should have listened to me and snatched the Mu Continent rubbing board from the Saint Maiden Faction first!"

After Bastoli said this, the Pope was even more unwilling to listen. It turns out that you are always talking after the event!
The Pope opened the box, threw a note with "Keiji Yokomichi" written on it, then turned and walked out.

It is impossible to recalculate it, that's it! Believe it or not! Anyway, I have negotiated the terms with Perseus before. After giving the box, I will enter the temple. We can talk about the future later.

Originally, the Pope's plan was perfect. The best strategy was to first make a deal between the box and the Hidden Island, and then get rid of the Saint's Sect to make a fortune.

The middle strategy is to figure out the name of the god, but it is too slow. I will take whatever the Saint Lady takes, thus postponing the time of victory or defeat.

The worst option is not figuring out the name of the god, or being too slow, and then you can only deal with the Hidden World Island together.

Now, with Keiji Yokomichi's name coming out, in the Pope's eyes, he is left with only strategy.

Bastoli couldn't think of any clever tricks at this time, so he could only follow the Pope out of the warship. The two of them found Perseus and took out the wooden box:
"Sir Perseus, this is the result of our deduction. According to the agreement, should we go to the temple first and take a look?"

The Pope particularly emphasized the sentence "Let's go to the temple and take a look first."

According to the reports from the maids, Perseus estimated that both sides would give results in the next few days, so he was on high alert every day. The ancestor Perseus in the temple specially arranged a place for him to stay, which was near the temple.

Seeing the box handed over by the Pope, Perseus nodded with joy:
"Well, I will hand the box over to the ancestors later. I hope the Pope's answer can help us solve the problem that has plagued us for thousands of years."

The meaning is very clear. If the answer is correct, it's fine. But if the answer is wrong, we will settle the score later.

"Okay, see you later!"

The Pope turned around and left without saying a word. Time is precious. If he wastes more time, he will have less time to read. He only has an hour, and he will definitely be kicked out in an hour!
"Hey, Pope, if I remember correctly, the deal between us is that you hand over the box to me and enter the temple library one hour earlier, right?"

Just as the Pope was about to leave, Perseus stopped him again.

"Yeah, what's the problem?"

The Pope took a moment to wipe his glasses and asked.

“You can only go in alone.”

Perseus pointed at Bastoli who was standing next to the Pope. Perseus was not a fool, he had thought of a possibility before, that the Pope would just give him a random answer, go to the temple and take the important information from the book, then deny it and run away, then he would get nothing, how could this work!
Perseus' plan was to take other members of the Church of Wisdom as hostages, and among all the hostages, Bastoli was the most important one.

In the conflict a few days ago, Bastoli turned into a giant fire man. Afterwards, Perseus and other judges discussed it and concluded that from the perspective of mysticism, Bastoli was most likely a projection of a god.

Putting him into the temple would not only be dangerous, but would also mean losing an important hostage, so Perseus had to keep him by his side.

"Bastoli is the only high-ranking priest left in the church. If he comes with me into the temple, he can help me with some things..."

The Pope must want to take Bastoli with him because from his perspective, he might not come back later.

Perseus waved his hand to interrupt the Pope's explanation:

"An agreement is an agreement. There is no reason to change it at this time. This is non-negotiable."

Seeing Perseus' tough attitude, the Pope had no choice but to nod to Bastoli, meaning to wait for the opportunity and reunite later.

After the Pope left, Perseus quickly arranged for guards to keep an eye on Bastoli, and he ran all the way to the circular council hall. The consuls and praetors had been waiting for the past two days just like him!
In the meeting hall, the judges did not sit there idly. They all prepared materials and ancient books needed for forbidden spells.

After getting the name of the god, it must be verified. Directly banishing the Source of No Source may be a big project, but there are other small spells that can be tried!

For example, spying on the whereabouts of the Source of the Sourceless and finding the believers of the Source of the Sourceless are all verification methods. We cannot put all our hopes on our ancestors.

"Yes, everyone. The Wisdom Divine Church gave the answer first."

After Perseus finished speaking, the conference hall was in an uproar. Thousands of years of waiting finally paid off. The people on the Hidden Island didn't have to worry about their livelihoods. There were very few things in the real world that could make their blood boil!

"What are you waiting for!? Perseus, open the box and reveal the final answer."

Andreas's shoes fell off the ground as he ran to Perseus' side, and he was shaking all over.

"Calm down, calm down, Andreas, I understand how you feel.

But we had an agreement with the Church of Wisdom before that the box can only be opened after one hour.

Moreover, the deduction of the name of the god is a sign from our ancestors, and we also need our ancestors to confirm whether the answer is correct. "

Perseus was the first person to receive the news, and he was the only one who remained calm at this time.

"Yes, yes, let's go see the ancestors now."

Christos slapped the armrest of the wheelchair and asked his students to push him out quickly.

Dozens of judges walked out of the circular meeting hall quickly, some rode their horses, and some simply galloped on the grass, they had waited too long for this day. Only Perseus walked at the end, leading his horse, because he knew that even if he arrived at the temporary residence of the ancestors, he would still have to wait for more than ten minutes.

The days passed like years. Only at this time did these people understand what it meant to live every day like years. Some consuls could no longer wait. They paced back and forth in the hall and finally ran out of the door, wanting to tell all the islanders the news.

In the center of the temporary residence, the five former high-ranking priests, who were now dressed strangely, rarely did not go crazy.

They sat or stood like weathered sculptures, motionless in the center of the room.

But no one had the heart to pay attention to them at this time. Everyone was staring at the wooden box in Perseus's hand.

"It's time, Perseus, open it!"

Christos stared at his pocket watch. When the second hand pointed to 12 o'clock, the old man actually struggled to stand up from the wheelchair!

He wanted to move his feet which had long lost sensation, but the miracle did not happen. The old man stumbled and almost fell to the ground. Fortunately, the student was standing next to him and supported the teacher.

Without him saying anything, Perseus opened the wooden box immediately, and the other judges surrounded him in three layers inside and outside.

Silence. For the next few moments, the room was completely silent, and none of the judges spoke.

"God...what is the name of God?!"

Old Christos couldn't bear it anymore. He cried out in pain, insisting that he must know the secret before he died.

The students pushed the teacher's wheelchair over, and the people gathered in a circle also made way for him. Perseus looked dull, and mechanically handed the note to Christos, which had a line of big words written on it:
"Keiji Yokoji!"

"This, this, this..."

When the old man saw these words, he fainted without even being able to catch his breath.

"Teacher, teacher!"

The student was startled and quickly squatted down to check on the teacher. The note in the old man's hand slowly floated to the ground.

"I'm going to capture the people from the Wisdom Cult!"

Andreas was very impatient and walked out of the door with seven or eight judges. He was furious, really furious. He thought the Wisdom Church was deliberately making fun of us.

Everyone present was a mystic. They had received orthodox mystic education in Mu Continent and had read countless ancient books.

There is no god named "Yokomichi Keiji"! This is not even a name!
"What now? Lord Perseus!"

"I've said it before, those steam machines are unreliable, we shouldn't trust the people of the Wisdom Cult!"

"We should hand over all the manpower to the Saint's Sect! Maybe we already have the answer by now!"

As Christos fainted, Andreas rushed out of the door. The judges in the hall could no longer bear it. Those with good tempers sighed, while those with bad tempers started swearing.

"Lord Perseus, Lord Perseus! Miss Milly Tang has deduced the name of the god!"

Just at this moment, Calliope entered the hall with Milly Tang, who had a strange expression on her face.

"Hurry, give me the answer."

Perseus was no longer as calm as before. He took two quick steps and grabbed Calliope's arm.

"Lord Perseus, we have calculated it, but the answer may not be accurate. It would be more reliable if we could be given a few more weeks to recheck it."

Millie Tang's expression was very interesting. Her brows were furrowed but she couldn't suppress the corners of her mouth, because the conclusion she came to was also that line of big words:
"Keiji Yokoji!"

Just as the Pope estimated, under normal calculations, he would not be faster than Millitang, but because the name of the god suddenly changed, Millitang had to redo the work and her progress fell behind.

This morning, Millie Tang was bent over the table, writing furiously, and everyone else was watching her nervously.

No one could help at this time. After a while, Millie Tang put down her pen and looked at the answer she wrote. This answer made her...

It has to be said that staying with Liu Yonglu for a long time was very helpful to Millie Tang's knowledge.

Regarding the answer in front of her, Millitang's mentality was much more stable than that of the Pope and Perseus.

Keiji Yokomichi... Keiji Yokomichi, from the perspective of mysticism, this answer must be wrong, but... looking at this name, Millie Tang thought of Ricky for no reason.

At this moment, on the white paper, through the name of Keiji Yokomichi, Millie Tang seemed to vaguely see Liu Yonglu's inexplicable smiling face.

"Ricky, are you...are you helping me secretly?"

When everyone in Shi Weitian saw Millie Tang stop writing and mutter to herself, they all leaned over to look at the answer on the paper.

Keiji Yokomichi... Damn, I calculated wrong. Mr. Shani and Marquette patted Millie Tang's shoulders on the left and right. The meaning was easy to understand. Millie Tang, you have tried your best, don't blame yourself.

Roselis raised her head in confusion when she heard Milly Tang mumbling.

Kogan's expression was sad and he told everyone through his lips:
"crazy."

Miss Millie Tang has gone crazy. The captain has been missing for so many days, and Miss Millie Tang has been living under high workload and pressure for a long time. She... finally went crazy.

"So what's the answer?"

Lin Brown asked. The little genius brother and sister, Marquette and others were crowded around the table. He was the farthest away and had the worst eyesight. He was still confused at the moment.

Marquette quickly pulled the sleeve of the man who was soaked in the quilt, meaning that he should stop asking.

"I must hurry and give the answer to Perseus, Calliope! Calliope!"

Millie Tang stood up and rushed out of the room. Everyone in the room looked at each other. After a long while, Marquette finally reacted:
"Korgon, go and inform Mr. Peleus and Bill and ask them to prepare the warships.

The rest of you follow me and protect Millie Tang."

Ricky is no longer with us, and we can’t let anything happen to Millie Tang again. Otherwise, Ricky will not be at peace even in heaven!
Marquette grabbed his coat from the coat rack and ran out the door, the others following him.

You know what, Millie Tang's short legs were quite fast. In a blink of an eye, she had called Calliope and rode away on horseback.

(End of this chapter)