1932: Playing with the Japanese Communist Party with a doll

But what can he say?

Everyone has surrendered to Springfield, the outsider. At this point, standing against him would be tantamount to seeking death.

So, the Pope decided to vote.

"You...you are right."

There was a struggle in Pius XI's voice:

"I admit that the Church has become corrupt and rotten. I admit that our faith has become a tool of lies and deception. I will resign the throne of Pope and proclaim you as the Holy Father of the Catholic Church..."

"Stop this boring seduction and negotiation!"

Knowing Pius XI's plan, Haruta said disdainfully:

"I have no interest in becoming pope, and I despise the Vatican's property. All I want is for the truth to be revealed to the world."

"...You...you want to destroy the Church???"

"Destruction? No, this is an opportunity, a chance for the world to re-examine their faith and re-choose their future. Let the Church, once worthy of leading believers, return to its rightful place."

Pius XI finally lost all hope, his lips trembling:

"Saint, the price of revealing the truth is far heavier than maintaining a lie..." "So what? The truth is the only way to truly bring light to the world."

33

The atmosphere in the church became extremely depressing. Was Catholicism going to be destroyed like this?

Everyone knows that once the so-called "truth" is made public, the reputation of the Holy See will be completely ruined.

As mentioned earlier, only the Vatican is still able to hold on to this day. The Holy See has never relied on a few cardinals, but on the support of the vast majority of believers.

Even though Mussolini openly and openly opposed theocracy and despised Catholicism many times, didn't he choose to compromise after seeing the many political benefits that could be gained from reconciling with the Vatican?

That great dictator did not choose to continue to fight against the previous Italian government or even destroy the Vatican. Was it because he was kind?

Ultimately, it was because the majority of the Italian people and even many of Mussolini's own subordinates opposed the Vatican and pushed it to the brink of collapse!

Therefore, the Vatican, whose secular power has shrunk to almost nothing, has been carefully maintaining its reputation at all costs.

Of course, maintaining reputation and decency does not conflict with the intrigues of the entire Vatican.

Only with fame can you make money and enjoy life!

Now, someone wants to destroy all of this, which is tantamount to killing parents.

Seeing that the negotiations between the two sides had completely collapsed, a cardinal lost his mind, leaped out from the ground, grabbed a halberd, and hurled it fiercely at Springfield not far away!

Wow, that's some serious arm strength! As expected of a bullfighting enthusiast... No, no! Now's not the time to lament about that!

Amidst the horrified gazes of the crowd, the "miracle" of the US presidential inauguration took place once again:

The invisible "wall" firmly blocked the weapon that was powerful enough to kill people, and even kept it stuck in the air for a few seconds.

Miracles, after all, must be witnessed with one's own eyes to truly possess a powerful deterrent effect, especially for those in high positions.

Haruta himself didn't even bother to turn around, but continued to face the Pope and attack his faith and that of the people in the Vatican:

"I said that as long as the soul is not gone, the truth will never be buried, no matter in the past, present or future."

A wave of his hand.

A knight in rusty iron armor suddenly appeared. His throat was half slit, but his hands were still tightly gripping the bloody cross sword. His blurred features were twisted in pain, and he let out a broken wail:

"...The Sixth Inquisition... We slaughtered pregnant women! The Pope himself ordered the burning of an entire village simply because they knew how to make herbal remedies! This affected the Vatican's income! God! Please forgive me!"

A wave of his hand.

Twelve choir children stood there with their necks and limbs clearly broken, their cheeks suddenly split open, revealing black holes where all their teeth had been pulled out.

"...The consequences of catching the Pope and the Cardinal in pedophilia might be death, but why do you torture them in such a cruel way?"

A wave of his hand.

The bronze statue of Pope Martin V suddenly came to life, but its head fell off with a thud. Haruta reached out and caught its empty eye sockets.

"Ah, if I remember correctly, this lord said at the witch burning in 1430 that the flames would cleanse the souls of the unclean. So now..."

The saint turned the statue of the Pope's head in the direction of Pius XI and threw it:

"Who should be burned at the stake? Is it a witch, or someone else?" His fingertips pushed lightly again, and the flames suddenly rose up. Dozens of burning figures emerged in the blazing fire - the shadows of all those who were sentenced to death for heresy in the past 1300 years, wrapped in flames and screaming, rushed towards Pope Pius XI.

"Shut up!"

Pius XI crawled backwards, swinging his scepter at the shadowy figure of Martino V's head, but the tip of the scepter pierced through the holographic image.

“This is a trick of witches and demons!! Using medieval stories to slander…Aa ...

Fear had already seeped into the deepest part of the Pope's heart.

He tore at his wide robe and mitre, which were soaked with cold sweat, and howled miserably, but he could not utter a complete sentence. Only the vague throat sounds and the chattering teeth could be heard, just like an epileptic patient tied with iron chains in a medieval lunatic asylum.

When the first phantom penetrated the Pope's chest, the body of the "God's spokesman" stiffened, and a dark yellow stain spread across his crotch.

Then, as the shadows continued to pass and disappear, the filthy body finally fell to the spot where the saint had previously set himself on fire:

Not moving at all.

509 Sugar Cube Cafe and the Vatican Purge

Pius XI, dead.

A Catholic Pope was frightened to death in St. Peter's Basilica in the Vatican, on his own territory.

This is irony at its most advanced level.

The body of Pope Pius XI immediately began to burn on its own. The crackling sound mixed with the eerie echo of the organ reeds, as if it was a farewell to the saint who had once set himself on fire here, and also played a requiem for the collapse of the old church.

However, there was no moment of grieving for the Pope who died in humiliation, as the Vatican was about to face even greater troubles.

Chuntian nodded obscurely to his friends who were hidden in the air, waved his hand, and all the "miracles" instantly dissipated. He then cast his gaze towards the people kneeling on the ground and scolded them with a half-angry tone:

"Have you forgotten all my previous teachings?"

"

Everyone is equal.

The man has gold at his knees.

Even gods are not worthy of your kneeling.

After hearing Haruta's scolding, the Americans present all got up in shame.

There was no way. Even though they had been with Ms. Field for a long time and had seen several "miracles", the scenes just now completely shocked them.

Haruta understood this, so he was only slightly angry.

However, after the Americans stood up, the people of the Vatican continued to kneel on the ground, and no one dared to look up except Cardinal Basil, who had a fanatical face.

The Holy Fire not only burns weapons, but also sinners, sending them to hell. Isn't the stench of the former Pope's body the perfect illustration? "Cardinal Basil, from today on, you will temporarily serve as the new Pope. I don't think I need to explain what to do, do I?"

Haruta gave the order calmly, as if it was a matter of course, as if the Vatican's "Pope Election Rules" did not exist at all.

The person being ordered accepted it as a matter of course, and no one else expressed any objection.

pope?

Now, without this lady’s consent, you also want to become Pope? “Yes! Saint!”

Cardinal Basil prostrated himself on the ground, reverently kissing the ground where Springfield had once walked:

"Under the witness of God and you, I swear to reveal all the truth, I swear to eradicate the cancer of corruption in the Vatican, and I swear to thoroughly reform all of Christianity."

"I look forward to it."

After saying this, Chuntian was about to leave with her group, but before leaving, she seemed to remember something and turned back:

"By the way, who was that person who threw the weapon at me just now?"

3

The sounds of swallowing saliva were heard one after another, and the air that had just relaxed for a few seconds became tense again.

Everyone seemed to have learned the art of teleportation, and a large "forbidden area" suddenly appeared around a cardinal whose face was as pale as a death.

"Oh...it's Cardinal Perrio..."

“Holy holy holy…holy…”

This cardinal, who was once a well-known figure in the Vatican and had a strong personality, was now shaking like a frightened rabbit, unable to even utter a word to ask for forgiveness.

"If I remember correctly, you seem to have seven private islands and corresponding estates in the Caribbean? You even keep an unknown number of women and pedophiles?"

Haruta snapped his fingers:

"It's really convenient to use the believers' money."

As soon as he finished speaking, Cardinal Perrio felt something fall into his mouth, and his throat felt hot and painful. Then, in full view of everyone, several burning points appeared in various parts of his body, starting from his mouth and throat.

When Haruta and others left St. Peter's Basilica, the cardinal, who was unable to scream because his vocal system was damaged, had turned into a fireball running around. Finally, he hugged another unfortunate companion and turned into charcoal together.

After arranging the follow-up work, Chuntian dismissed all his followers as usual and went to a coffee shop with a rest sign on the door at night.

As soon as I entered the door, a clear and somewhat impatient female voice rang out: "So slow!"

Chuntian looked in the direction of the voice and saw a girl with purple hair, black stockings and a suit. She supported her chin with her left hand and stirred the coffee with a silver spoon in her right hand, which obviously had too much caramel in it. Next to her was a wooden box that looked like a violin.

Next to the girl stood another blonde maid with a slightly cold temperament and a calm face, who was adding black tea to the glass pot and gently admonishing her:

"Machido, the store manager is now the President of the United States. He has a lot to do and is very busy. Don't rush me and don't be anxious."

"I know!"

Machido blushed slightly and muttered:

"But isn't this too long a wait? Are those religious elements really that difficult to deal with?"

"Hehehe... No matter how anxious you are, you won't be able to see the Commander!"

Chuntian knew he had to deal with this comrade he had fought alongside since the Griffin era. He only said this with a hint of sarcasm, but it made the other party panic and almost spill his coffee:

"It's... It's not because of him!"

Ah...textbook level tsundere...

Haruta and the blond figure had the same thought in their minds, a thought that had occurred to them thousands of times.

They didn't say it out loud, but another girl in the room, who was sitting on the table, dangling her black silk stockings, and also had blonde hair but a pair of anime-like eyes, said it directly:

“Ahhhh, what a textbook tsundere!” “No… no, it’s not!!”

Machito blushed completely and jumped up from her chair to catch Star-Eyes, but the latter quickly hid behind Springfield and stretched out her tone to act pitiful:

"Manager, look at her, look at her!"

"Okay, okay!"

Chuntian held his forehead helplessly, then gently pinched Machido's porcupine face: "It's been decades, and you're still so annoying... Shakri, stop teasing... Sandolesi, don't just stand there and watch, come and help separate them!"

After a flurry of activity, Sandolesi held Shakri back, while Springfield soothed the livid Machido. Finally, they sat down at a table.

"Everyone, thank you for your hard work on this operation."

"It's not hard, manager, this is what we should do."

Blonde maid Sandrashi - tactical humanoid, branded weapon G36, assaulter.

"Hehe, Shakri's holographic projection and voice imitation are amazing, right?" Starry-eyed Shakri - tactical humanoid, branded weapon Robinson Armament XCR, assaulter.

"Hmph... I always feel like this is just like those crazy people in Paradis..."

Purple-haired girl Machido - tactical humanoid, branded weapon WA2000, sniper.

The three of them were members of the "Sugar Cube Cafe" founded by Haruta and where he served as the manager. After Haruta successfully collapsed and traveled to this world, they also successfully followed him over and happened to be located nearby.

Without their advance arrangements and cooperation, Springfield's performance of the "miracle" in the Vatican would definitely not have been so easy and effective.

"...Speaking of which, Haruta, Commander...are you really planning to make that Basili guy the Pope?"

"Of course not possible."

Haruta smiled at the dishonest Machido:

"This guy is just as filthy, just a little smarter and more capable than the others. So the commander's idea is to use him to purge and reform the Vatican first. This will free me up and prevent me from being trapped by this matter."

"Big...Purge?"