Versatile Mage: Summoning Black Dragon, the pinnacle of divine power

Chapter 15 The Duties of Archangels
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Under the leadership of Remiel, under the gaze of hundreds of thousands of people in the holy city and under the aim of countless cameras, Caesar walked from the gate of the holy city to the most honorable residence in the holy city.

Then, it was none of his business.

"Are you really just here for formalities?"

In the holy residence, Caesar and Remiel were in the same room, while Kendi and Merola went to go through their formalities.

Now, in the eyes of the outside world, the Son of God of the temple and the current manager of the holy city, Archangel Remiel, are having friendly talks.

But in fact, Remiel was dealing with the daily affairs of the Holy City, and Caesar was lying alone on the big sofa opposite, wasting time.

"What else do you want to do?" Remiel said without raising his head.

"I have already discussed this matter with Yizhisha back then, so you don't need to worry about it."

Caesar leaned to one side, resting his chin on his head and looking at Remiel, "Why don't we just shake hands outside and give a speech or something?"

"Wouldn't it be too dry to just walk around like this?"

"Speak?" Remiel's eyes twitched slightly.

You really think I've forgotten what you've done, don't you?

When Ventai was sentenced at the Parthenon, after seeing the result, Caesar cursed the six judges who cast the black stones!
You have to know that those judges are at least of super-level cultivation, and are the rulers of various countries in the world with high status. In their own countries, they are at the top, and even the goddess Ishisa has to show respect to them.

As a result, the kid just pointed at his nose and cursed!
Afraid that everyone wouldn’t understand and would pretend to be dumb, this guy even used thirteen international languages ​​to curse!
And the person being scolded can’t do anything about it!

Julius Caesar, the Son of God of the Parthenon revered by all of Greece, was even rumored to have a connection with the Black Dragon Emperor.

Maybe someone would dare to quarrel with the Parthenon, but no one would want to face an ancient dark dragon.

In Wen Tai's case, the Black Dragon Emperor never appeared because Wen Tai did not want a war to break out, but this does not mean that the Black Dragon Emperor disappeared.

Perhaps because of Wen Tai’s death, the Black Dragon Emperor, who had signed a contract with him, also suffered spiritual trauma. However, an injured emperor is still an emperor. In this world, except for the Holy City, no force has the ability to face the emperor alone.

Moreover, the boy was only six or seven years old at the time. Let alone scolding him, even if he really hit someone, the judges could only hide.

Who dares to fight back?

That's on the Parthenon's territory!
Wen Tai was only convicted at that time and was not dead yet.

If we take action against the Son of Parthenon, things will really get out of control.

And this kid seems to know these things, so he is becoming more and more arrogant!

Later he even pulled his beard!

With this temper, you still want to talk?
If this kid were to say a few sarcastic words under the gaze of the whole world, he wouldn't dare to imagine what the world would be like tomorrow!
How much time and energy will it take for him to calm down these storms?

"No?" Caesar asked doubtfully.

"Don't you want the whole world to see the harmony and friendship between the Holy City and the Temple?"

"I am the most senior person in the Parthenon. Even though I only have status, my words can still have influence."

Remiel didn't even raise his head. "Don't dream. I can't let you make any speech in this situation."

"Since you know that you are of noble status and your words have a significant influence on politics, economy, and the situation between the major magical forces, you should be more conscious and say less."

Caesar frowned, "What do you mean? I can't talk anymore?"

"It's not that you can't speak, it's that you don't know what to say." Remiel said.

"If you knew how to balance and be stable like Ishisa, I wouldn't mind going through the motions with you, but unfortunately, you're still just a child."

"A wayward child."

"You don't know what consequences your words and actions will bring, and you may not even care." "To be honest, to me, you are also a dangerous person."

Caesar sat up and asked, "Why, are you still going to sentence me?"

"It hasn't come to that yet," said Remiel.

"I know you are smart. You know what I care about and my bottom line."

"As long as you don't cross the red line, I won't do anything to you."

Although the Son of God of Parthenon has a high status, that's all.

Julius Caesar was just a mascot for the Parthenon. He did not have the actual control over the temple like the goddess.

To the Holy City and the Archangel, he is no different from the royal princes in Europe. He is harmless and all we need to do is to be friendly and respectful to him.

"Don't you think this is boring?" Caesar asked doubtfully.

Remiel is too rational. He almost regards the rules of the Holy City as his own code of conduct. Even if he knows that his behavior is problematic, he will still do it, just like what happened to Wen Tai back then.

Remiel was not good at deceiving himself, he knew clearly that his judgment on Wen Tai was mainly to maintain the dignity of the Holy City, because Wen Tai's influence was too great, he already had the potential, even the ability, to shake the status of the Holy City.

“I don’t think so.” Remiel raised his head.

"This is the duty of an archangel, and it is also my mission."

"Guangwei is telling everyone that if we want to maintain world stability and continue the reproduction of the human race, we cannot rely on Guangwei alone."

"I never think of myself as a glorious and righteous person, and I never mind using some despicable means."

"Isn't it the same with the Parthenon?"

"The world only knows about the glorious and sacred Parthenon goddess, but how many people know the bloodshed behind her birth?"

"I know that the Holy City is not clean, but how clean are those who criticize the Holy City for corruption?"

"They are just a group of ambitious people who want to replace the Holy City."

"I know I'm not perfect, and I know I have too many flaws and loopholes, but at least my actions are not driven by personal gain. Compared to those ambitious people, I'm fair enough."

He knew what problems existed in the Holy City, but those problems could not be solved.

He could mobilize his power as an archangel and carry out a bloody cleansing of the holy city, but what would the use be?

After a few years, when the bloody smell fades away, new corruption will emerge again.

In this bloody purge, all investments will not get any return, but will only cause greater losses.

As long as interests are involved, there is no absolutely clean political group.

Moreover, an absolutely clean political group is bound to be unstable.

The existence of a certain degree of corruption, where people have leverage over each other, will prevent them from fighting each other all day long and will help them to be restrained when they do take action.

Due to human nature, it is impossible for everyone to be impartial and selfless. Once we pursue absolute cleanliness, it will only lead to one situation.

Everyone is concentrating on keeping an eye on the other party's tail. Everyone is trying to find something to hold against the other party and trample them to death until a dictator is born.

No one knew how much meaningless internal friction the internal strife at that time would cause.

The Holy City cannot withstand that kind of internal friction, and absolutely cannot carry out that level of internal friction. The Holy City must not only pay attention to humans, but more importantly, the demon empire that surrounds humans.

The safest approach is to use a small amount of profit to keep those greedy people who can cause greater losses stable.

(End of this chapter)