People are on the Ark, assisting Oma Zi-O

"That's... Felia's home? Did the Pope come here to visit Felia?"

"That's understandable. After all, Felia's family is one of the most struggling on our street. Furthermore, she lives alone and is seriously ill, making it difficult for her to work. Perhaps His Holiness heard about Felia's situation and came to visit."

"Your Holiness is so kind."

In the midst of the neighborhood discussion, Evangelista XXI personally knocked on Felia's door.

knock knock knock.

There was a knock on the door, and there seemed to be a panic in the house, which made Mostima and Fiammetta look at each other and become alert.

But Evangelista XXI was not in a hurry. He just smiled and waited quietly. After waiting for about ten seconds, the door was slowly opened.

Those were a pair of blue-gray eyes, filled with a hint of panic and forced calmness, but when she saw Evangelista XXI, these were forcibly concealed by the lady. After she straightened her breathing a little, she pretended to be normal and slowly opened the door.

"Hello, are you His Holiness? I'm Felia Laporta. I'm sorry that I'm ill and couldn't go out with the other neighbors to greet you, and even made you wait at the door for so long."

Evangelista XXI shook his head to indicate that he didn't care about the formalities. His eyes sparkled behind his round-framed glasses as he looked straight into Felia's eyes. He then slowly explained his purpose to the latter's frightened eyes.

"Ms. Felia, do you know why we are here? Can you let us meet your daughter?"

"!!!"

Chapter 464: Fallen Angel

Felia was in a bad mood because she heard a sound of surprise outside.

The Pope is here.

Why did the Pope come here? This is the suburbs of Lateran, a suburb to put it nicely, a marginal area to put it bluntly, close to the border of the moving city and quite far from the bustling city center.

The hustle and bustle of the city center of Lateran has little to do with this place, but that is precisely why Felia chose to live here.

Not only because the peaceful environment was suitable for her to recuperate, but also because of her daughter, Cecilia.

As a retired courier, Felia has a secret buried deep in her heart that she has decided never to reveal in her lifetime.

That is, his daughter Cecilia is a Sakota mixed-race.

Does this sound like no big deal? No, absolutely not. There's no way there could be a mixed-race child in Sakota!

If any race marries a Sakota and has children, the children born will only be of the non-Sakota race. Only between Sakota and Sakota can a Sakota baby be born. This sounds quite magical and counterintuitive, but it is indeed reality. The industry can only tell itself that the genes representing the traits of Sakota are all recessive genes, and they will not be expressed when encountering other races. They try to convince themselves with this statement.

But his own children happened to be a Sakota.

If her daughter was just a Sakta, she wouldn't have had to stay in this remote hut for most of her life since she was born. But she was not. She was a Sakta hybrid that was absolutely impossible to be born. She was the child of her and a Sarkaz.

Oh my God, a Sakota fell in love with a Sarkaz. This was something that was enough to be condemned and despised by most people in Lateran. The most terrifying thing was that this Sakota and a Sarkaz gave birth to a Sakota.

Felia was no fool. She knew what this meant, and she also knew the damage it would cause to Lateran's religious reputation if this matter were ever made public. If there were some ulterior motives to manipulate this...

So Felia hid herself and her daughter and lived here. After all, her frail body was a perfect excuse. As long as she was still sick, she would not arouse any suspicion even if she did not leave the house for a few days.

It is hard for my daughter to live such a hard life with her mother.

But there was no way. Her father was unable to take care of her and her son now. He had important things to do outside. Although whenever she asked him what he was busy with, he always said something incomprehensible, Felia never blamed her lover.

And the other party would always sneak to the outside of Rutland to visit her from time to time. Unfortunately, because it was too dangerous, Cecilia rarely participated in this process, so that until now Cecilia could not describe what her father looked like, and she could only tell her through herself.

Her father had a black cloak with a right angle that reached the sky. His strong body always made Felia feel safe enough. She just wished they could stay together.

I originally thought that these secretive days would continue until my frail body came to an end, and then I would need to entrust Cecilia to someone I could rely on.

But I didn't expect...the accident would come so suddenly.

When she heard the voices of the neighbors outside, Felia felt something was wrong.

Although His Holiness the Pope usually behaves in a friendly manner and has strolled around the city before, but...

Maybe this is what is called having a guilty conscience and finding everything strange, but no matter what, preventive measures must be taken.

"Cecilia, just like usual, go lie down on your own sofa and wait until your mother calls you, then you can come out, okay?"

"Good mother."

The somewhat timid little girl quickly ran up to the attic room, where she had her own little room with a toy box, a small sofa, and even an easel where she could use her own crayons to draw her mother and father!

But my mother looked very unwell today and seemed very scared.

Cecilia didn't know what was going on, but now everything should be fine after a good nap.

Felia watched Cecilia run up to the attic, then quietly hid at the window. Through the blinds, she could see the crowded intersection outside. There, she saw a red-haired Liberi and a blue-haired... Was that... Oreopathy? No, that was a fallen angel named Sakota, blue-haired, a fallen angel... Mostima. She knew this girl.

So that red-haired Liberi is the Glimmerwatch? Hmm, that sounds more like a codename than a name. How could there be such a strange codename?

Felia suddenly saw that as the crowd was evacuated, the Pope had slowly emerged from the crowd, and then, as if he had noticed her gaze, he suddenly looked in her direction. At that moment, her eyes collided head-on with the Pope's!

"call!"

Felia screamed softly and then quickly hid, but because she moved too fast and too violently, she felt a stabbing pain in her lungs and couldn't help coughing violently. Her head was as dizzy as if she had food poisoning, and it felt like everything in front of her was spinning.

No, no, hold on!

If I fainted at this moment, and if the Pope really came and I didn't open the door, I would be suspected...

Felia forced herself to cheer up. She heard Cecilia's worried voice coming from the attic, and immediately comforted her that she was fine. Then she told Cecilia not to make any sound without her mother's permission, and to breathe as softly as possible.

She saw the cannon on Liberi's waist. With a cannon of that level, she thought he must be a musketeer. She knew the outrageous combat power of these elite Lateran soldiers. If it was quiet, Cecilia's breathing upstairs would definitely be heard by them.

Knock knock knock!

What are you afraid of?

Knock knock knock!

The knocks on the door were like the death warrant of the god of death, hitting Felia's heart hard and making her feel chest tightness.

But she still forced herself to walk to the door, took a deep breath, and slowly opened the door.

"Hello, are you His Holiness? I'm Felia Laporta. I'm sorry that I'm ill and couldn't go out with the other neighbors to greet you, and even made you wait at the door for so long."

Felia thought she had hidden it well, but unfortunately, she was still too anxious.

Perhaps out of her desire to protect her daughter, she was too eager to show that there was nothing wrong with her, but instead she revealed more intriguing things.

However, Evangelista XXI was not so tactless as to expose a mother's efforts to protect her daughter.

"Ms. Felia, you actually know why we are here. Can you let us meet your daughter?"

Yes, he chose to ignore it directly. After all, it is much better to be straightforward than to be hypocritical at this time.

When Evangelista XXI said this, Felia felt like the sky was falling.

How could this happen? How could this happen? Hmm, I felt like I had hidden it well, so why did His Holiness bring up Cecilia's issue right away?

Why is this happening?

Felia only felt a violent emotional fluctuation in her heart, which made her mind become unclear. The impulse to protect her daughter made her subconsciously want to do some irrational things. However, before she suffered the bitter consequences, the gentle fluctuation of magic had soothed her overly excited soul.

At that moment, she felt her heart calm down. She looked at the source of the power. It was a silver-haired man who stood behind the Pope, with a Filin and Carters, and was looking at her with a smile.

"There's no need to panic, Ms. Felia. We hold no ill will towards your daughter, Cecilia. On the contrary... um... ahem."

Evangelista XXI suddenly coughed twice, and then Fiammetta and Mostima, who were standing beside him, suddenly felt that the brightness of the halo around his head had increased by more than twice than usual. Under his kind gaze, they even felt as if there were bursts of gospel chanting in their ears.

"I have received a revelation from the Law, from God, Ms. Felia. Your daughter, Cecilia, is very important to the Lateran. If you are still worried, then I can guarantee you in the name of the Pope before all the neighbors that I and everyone in the Lateran will not harm your daughter, and certainly not exile her. I will not play any games with you. All our decisions will respect Cecilia's personal wishes."

Evangelista XI's words caused a lot of discussion among the neighbors. However, what they were talking about was not the fact that Evangelista XI had made such a solemn promise to Felia, but...

"Felia's daughter? When did she have a daughter? Hasn't she always lived in this house alone?"

"Oh, you're so silly. Didn't you hear what His Holiness just said? Felia must have hidden her daughter, and her daughter must have some explanation. Otherwise, why would His Holiness come here in person to find Felia's daughter and make a promise in front of us that no one in the entire Lateran would harm his daughter?"

"So what do you think Felia's daughter has to say? I think it should be fine. After all, we usually get along with each other and I don't feel that there is anything wrong with Felia."

"Of course. If you could see the problem, why would His Holiness the Pope come here in person?"

"Hey! You want to fight, don't you?"

The discussions of the surrounding neighbors passed through the crowd and reached Felia's ears.

After that strange wave relieved the irrational impulse in her heart, Felia felt cold sweat all over her body.

If he had really lost control and done that, Cecilia would definitely not be able to leave Lateran normally, and she might even follow him...

Felia shook her head and focused her gaze on Evangelista XXI in front of her. In the old man's sincere gaze, the seemingly very sick mother of Sakota finally nodded with difficulty with a wry smile. Through the empathy between the Sakotas, she could already feel that Evangelista XXI was indeed not lying, and the current Pope really came to see his daughter with good intentions.

"Please come with me. My apologies, my house isn't very tidy due to my illness. Also, because of my frail health, I can't even hold down a regular job for long, so I rely on the help of the neighbors. I can't even offer you a decent cup of tea."

After welcoming the group into their home, Mostima and Fiammetta dispersed the crowd gathered at the door and then closed the door.

Although there were still some curious people hiding in the dark and secretly looking at Felia's house, Fiameta wanted to forcibly dismiss these people, but was suppressed by Mostima, who said there was no need to care. Then she saw Evangelis XXI looking at her happily and shaking his head.

"It's okay, Ms. Felia. We brought our own tea."

Fang Zhou said as he took out a pink plaid tablecloth from his pocket. Then, under the shocked gazes of everyone except Kal'tsit and Amiya, cup after cup of fragrant black tea and an exquisitely shaped silver teapot slowly emerged on the tablecloth.

"What a magical prop! If I had this tablecloth, could I replace the five ice cream machines in my office?"

After the idea of ​​ice cream flashed through Evangelista XXI's mind, a cup of vanilla ice cream appeared in front of him, which made him instantly understand the use of the tablecloth in front of him.

"This is a prop from the future. It's very expensive, Your Holiness."

"Haha, just kidding. Of course, let's be clear. I don't intend to buy it, old man. I'm just curious about the price of this thing."

The naughty boy's antics quickly relaxed the tense atmosphere. Then, when Fang Zhou lightly tapped the tablecloth and a cup of hot cocoa appeared on it, Felia knew that she could not delay any longer, so she looked at the place above the stairs that led directly to the attic.

"Cecilia, Cecilia, come down, and let me introduce you to the guests."

dong dong dong.

A clear and somewhat hurried sound of footsteps came from above. The footsteps ran all the way to the attic door and then quickly stopped. After about a few seconds, the voice of a little girl, which was not unexpected and even mixed with some disbelief, came from behind the attic door.

"Mom, can I really see the guests? Didn't you say before that when guests come I have to take a nap on my little sofa or play with dolls in the attic? In short, I can't see the guests or make any noise?"

After that somewhat timid voice appeared, Fiameta's eyes changed instantly when he looked at Felia.

What kind of mother would ask such a thing of her daughter? Is her daughter some kind of shameful person?

For a moment, an idea lingered in the red-haired bird's mind, causing her to look at Felia with something strange in her eyes.

"Xiao Fei, didn't I tell you in the car before? Don't arbitrarily impose your own ideas on reality."

Evangelista XXI glanced at Fiametta who was standing beside him, then slowly took a sip of the fragrant black tea, with a hint of surprise in his eyes.

"It's okay, it'll be okay this time. Cecilia, come and meet the guests."

"Okay mom!"

Cecilia's tone was filled with joy and excitement. Since she was born, this was the first time she could stand in front of others openly. How could the little girl not be excited?

Accompanied by the creaking sound of the door hinges due to lack of lubrication, Cecilia slowly walked out from behind the attic door, and when Fiammetta saw the appearance of this little girl, her pupils instantly shrank to the extreme.

That look...that aura...

Cold sweat appeared on the forehead of this Liberi, and even Mostima beside her showed a serious expression.

"Is this child... a fallen angel?"

Chapter 465: Madam, You Don’t Want to…

"Is this child a fallen angel?"

Even Evangelista XXI felt a little surprised when he saw Cecilia for the first time.

However, he could say with certainty that the child before him was not a Fallen Angel. He had been serving as Pope for so many years as C Qi Chanling! He had seen many Fallen Angels among the Four Jue Shansi. Moreover, as Pope, through his connection with the PCS, he could sense the difference between Fallen Angels and ordinary Sakota: they had lost their connection with the PCS and lacked empathy.

The child in front of him was undoubtedly still connected to PCS, and Evangelista XXI could also feel the child's mood through empathy.

She was happy, but also a little timid, especially when she noticed the surprised looks Fiammetta and Mostima gave her, the timidity began to grow stronger.

"Um, big sister, why are you looking at Cecilia like that?"

Cecilia, who had lived in this house almost all her life and had hardly ever been outside, didn't know what the word "fallen" meant, but her mother was already a little stressed out.

"No! Cecilia is not a fallen angel! That child is not a fallen angel!"

That kind of thing?

Fiammetta's expression froze, and she turned to look at Mostima beside her, but fortunately, Mostima did not show any abnormal expression.

I think as a Fallen Angel who has been able to walk in Lateran for so many years, he must have heard a lot of rumors. If it was just the level of rumors like Felia, Mostima would have been used to it long ago.

And in fact, after so many years, everyone has long accepted the fact that Mastema is a fallen angel and can still move freely under supervision in the city of Lateran. Even if Mastema appears openly on the streets of Lateran now, no one will say anything to her.

"Ms. Felia, please don't get excited. I apologize for Miss Fiammetta's slip of the tongue, but as you can see, your daughter's current appearance is indeed easy to misunderstand. So, what exactly caused your daughter to behave like this? Could you please explain in detail?"

Evangelista XXI spoke to comfort Felia. He could understand the mother's feelings, and when he noticed that Cecilia seemed a little afraid to come down the stairs, he immediately smiled kindly and waved to the little girl.