I'm really a serious wizard.

Chapter 212 The Snake Woman's Appointment
Morning Light Alley.

Apartment 301.

Ron got out of his bed and subconsciously rubbed the large bump on his head that had already subsided.

After his foolish actions last night, he realized he was no good at being Olivia's father.

Fortunately, the president eventually took pity on him and let him stay for a simple meal before kicking him out of the house.

I was so stupid, really.

Ron was filled with remorse and regret. He swore that what he said at the time was absolutely not his true intention, but just a slip of the tongue.

Perhaps I could have salvaged the situation by adding something like, "He's not my biological father?"
He shook his head, quickly regaining his senses, and glanced at the sky outside.
It was another day without sunshine.

At 6:30 a.m., Ron finished washing up, eating breakfast, and changing his clothes, and was about to leave for his job.

The Vatican's affairs are not yet over, which means endless work and endless intelligence gathering.

Following the president's suggestion yesterday, Ron plans to visit Ms. Wind Chime today to see if she has any "magical gadgets".

If such a teleportation trap truly existed, sending Cyrus VII to a dark alley would mean the plan to deal with the Papacy would be half successful.

With that thought in mind, Ron was about to lock the door and leave when he suddenly noticed that the small mailbox on the side of the door had been tampered with.

In an era when communication relied entirely on letters, it was perfectly normal to have mail in the mailbox.

But Ron looked around to make sure no one was around before unlocking the mailbox and taking out the envelope inside.

He turned the envelope over and over, and sure enough, he found a green garland snake in the corner.

This was the pre-arranged method of communication.

Miss Afra's Letter

Being a double agent isn't something everyone can do, nor is it as easy as it seems, especially for an honest guy like Ron.

Upon opening the envelope and pulling out the letter, I found a request to meet.

[Urgent! I need to discuss something with you regarding the Holy See and the Stardust Society. You know the meeting address, so remember to knock.]

Is it related to the Holy See and the Stardust Order?
What, you're not getting carried away and want to go and fight that woman Olivia one-on-one, are you?

At that moment, Ron's face contorted in a grimace as he sensed the difficult choice he was about to face.

On one hand, there's the president who's not quite bright enough, and on the other hand, there's the silly snake woman who can't even manage to do anything bad.

Ron could hardly imagine the utterly ridiculous scene that would unfold when these two intelligent and muscular women came together.

Perhaps the Pope would laugh his head off, causing him to lose his appetite and eventually starve to death.
Just as a random thought flashed through his mind, the letter in Ron's hand suddenly crumbled into a handful of dust.

"They have a pretty strong sense of confidentiality."

He muttered something to himself, patted the dust off his hands, and decided it would be better to go and take a look.

After leaving the apartment and greeting his neighbors, Ron hailed a horse-drawn carriage.

After paying a silver eagle and spending two hours traveling, Ron traveled from the outer city on the east side of the capital to the outer city on the west side.

"Junior, who are you going to meet?"

Inside the carriage, Fiona sat gracefully opposite Ron, admiring the scenery outside the window.

"To see an old friend."

“Ms. Fiona, do you remember the snake woman we met when we first met?”

Ron didn't intend to hide anything and spoke honestly.

After all, Fiona knew that he had been chosen by the matriarch as God's chosen one. "What!? She's still alive?"

The arrogant senior's pale purple eyes widened in shock, his face filled with astonishment.

Information about Miss Snake Woman is still vivid in my mind.

For Grandma Fiona, having a small portion of her soul travel back to the future with Ron was like taking a fast train, just from one place to another.

But how did that snake survive for over a thousand years?

Could it be that none of the three of them managed to defeat the other side back then?
Thinking of this, the predecessor who had always been extremely curious about the future suddenly realized a problem.

Her eyes were glazed over, and her lips trembled slightly as she asked:
"Junior, that guy Hainlet should be dead by now, right?"

"And there's the dragon Fingel, the pig knight Sion, and the great adventurer Palacios."

Upon hearing this, Ron nodded.

"Yes, madam. According to historical records, the last one of them passed away more than 800 years ago."

Although she had anticipated this outcome, the thought of all her comrades dying in an instant still made Fiona feel as if she had been stabbed in the back.

Even for the two most incompatible charlatans in the team, she couldn't help but feel sad for 0.1 seconds.

"Sigh~ Gabriel is a good person, it's just that that charlatan who believes in the Holy Light is quite cunning, and no matter what I do, I can't outmaneuver him."

In an instant, Fiona realized how old she was and sighed, then slumped into her seat, staring silently at her toes.

Is this...emm?
Seeing this, Ron quickly comforted him:

"Madam, think about it. For example, you died earlier than all these people and only lived to be a little over a hundred years old."

what! ?

"How could I only live to be a little over a hundred years old!?"

Fiona suddenly stood up and raised her voice, looking like she was about to grab Ron by the collar and shake him back and forth.

"But that's what the Stardust Society records: that you developed Alzheimer's disease in your later years, became incontinent, and could only eat liquid food."

Who wrote this?!
Seeing that Grandma Fiona's face was becoming increasingly ferocious, Ron quickly changed the subject and said:
"Of course, there's another story, that you were out of your mind to choose to go to sea during the most dangerous time, supposedly for love."

“Ms. Fiona, is this true? I asked Hainlet, and he said you’ve always been single.”

I love you so much!
The arrogant senior's lips twitched, he raised his snow-white chin, and said loudly:

"Going to sea is true, but the talk about Alzheimer's disease is just a rumor to smear me."

Don't let me find out who did it, or you'll be in big trouble!
She gritted her teeth, secretly determined, but then she realized that this was a thousand years later, and the person who spread the rumors back then was probably long dead. She felt a sense of helplessness, like drawing her sword and looking around in bewilderment.

At that moment, Ron suddenly remembered another question.

"Ms. Fiona, do you know the Pope's name?"

"Nonsense, of course I know, his name is..."

At this point, Grandma Fiona paused, "Wait a minute, what was that old man's name again?"

She frowned slightly, as if recalling something, then looked at Ron indignantly and said:

"Junior, why are you asking me such a simple question? Don't you know how to read a book?"

"Honestly, juniors are just juniors, they're not easy to learn from. Alright, don't bother me unless it's important."

After saying that, she vanished without a trace and returned to the cat paw bracelet.

(End of this chapter)