Today's princess is still cute

9 month 4 day.

The plan has completely failed. Tina was accepted by the Vatican, and the royal family agreed to let the seventh princess live in the Vatican until she reaches adulthood at the age of fifteen.

Cardinson was unconscious, and the pet sent to investigate was killed by Ronko Hadley.

Note: The Vatican has become alert and unable to make a breakthrough, so it has begun to look for other breakthroughs.

9 month 5 day.

Surprising information has been received from Ziye City, and additional personnel have been dispatched to Snow County in the north to look for more important information.

Now we start making new plans.

The first problem that needs to be solved: How to activate the demon seeds planted in the body?

Question 2: Tina’s fate has changed. Is it necessary to continue to invest the same amount of attention as before?

Question 3: If the news that Cardinson has been confirmed as the Son of God is true, can he be allowed to replace Tina's role and abandon the layout of the past fifteen years?

A slender hand closed the notebook, leaving only a single lamp burning.

Chapter 88: Cardinson, the Idol of the Church

Just a simple hand holding and hugging can make the boys and girls feel satisfied.

Cardinson really wanted to touch her face, but he felt a little embarrassed, as if he was an unscrupulous gangster trying to take advantage of her.

After they separated their arms, Tina patted her chest as if she was taking a breath. Both of their faces were red, especially Tina. After she came to her senses and realized that this was the first time she had hugged him for so long, her head felt a little dizzy.

The feeling of wanting to collapse into his arms made Tina feel novel and shy.

"Are you used to living here?"

Cardinson asked.

Tina nodded: "Yeah, better than before."

"I remember there were a lot of food in the cafeteria. The situation is rather special right now, so for the time being, don't let grandma go out to buy food and cook it yourself. There are a lot of people in the Vatican, and the cafeteria is open 24 hours a day. If you feel that it doesn't suit your taste, you can ask them to make some side dishes for you. I'll go and talk to them."

Maybe because she had just said too much, Tina has now returned to her quiet self.

"It's good to be able to eat enough."

"You're too thin. You need to eat more." Cardinson looked at her calves with pity. They were not much better than the bamboo poles outside.

Tina is only 1.55 meters tall and weighs less than 80 kilograms. Standing next to Cardinson, she looks like she will be blown away by the wind at any time.

Noticing Cardinson's gaze, Tina shyly pulled the edge of her skirt and whispered, "I, I've gained a little weight in the past few days."

Cardinson thought for a moment and said, "You often didn't eat enough before, and your stomach can't adapt to too much food at once. Make a plan, slowly give yourself more meals, and try to eat more every day."

"Yeah, that's what Grandma said."

In fact, Tina's current diet plan was formulated by the priests. She has three meals a day on time, and some nutritional potions are prepared according to the dosage she can accept. Since she has no source energy stone, she tries her best to get energy from external objects. At least, her skin is now beginning to have some color.

The group of elderly female pastors felt so distressed when they saw Tina that they wished they could feed her and make her plump and white immediately.

Taking her special situation into consideration, the food was always prepared in the cafeteria and then taken back by the old maid, which fully took Tina's self-esteem into consideration.

Cardinson didn't know this, and Tina didn't say anything. Instead, she vaguely enjoyed the feeling of being cared for by him.

Perhaps she herself did not realize that something called "dependence" had quietly taken root and grown in her heart.

"I want to go back."

The sun had disappeared, and after the two talked for a while, Tina spoke softly.

"Oh, okay, come to me if you have anything to say. When I'm done with my busy schedule, I'll take you to visit the Vatican." Cardinson waved his hand reluctantly.

"Mr. Knight, you should have a good rest." Tina hesitated for a moment, then reached out her hand, touched his head, and then ran out in small steps.

Cardinson couldn't help laughing at her silly look.

With such a neighbor, my future life will not be boring.

After lying in the room for a while and feeling that his limbs were beginning to regain strength, Cardinson ate two fruits, got up and went to take a shower.

In the bathroom, the water flowed down his angular muscles, raising white hot steam.

Cardinson tried to swing his fist and found that the speed had increased significantly. As for other values, more tests would be needed to find out the upper limit.

The fact that his own strength had improved so quickly was completely beyond his imagination. As a result, many things could be done in advance.

Cardinson's plans could never keep up with the changes, and fate always seemed to like playing a little good-natured joke on him.

At least after becoming the Son of God, he could begin to come into contact with the true strength of the Holy See and send people to the imperial capital to search for the future Demon King.

The information at hand now is pitifully little, and he doesn't even know what the demon king looks like.

We can only take one step at a time and see how it goes. We have to become stronger first.

Cardinson reached out to wipe the mist off the mirror and looked at the handsome boy who already looked somewhat heroic, feeling quite emotional.

From a mixed-race tramp to the glorious Son of God, it seemed as if something was always pushing him forward from behind.

What will the future be like?

"I say, Kaisen is about to become the Holy Son, will he not come to play with us?"

In the cafeteria, Arthur, who was eating dinner after training, said to Leonard and Harrington.

The Vatican's cafeteria is quite large, with three floors, and each floor can accommodate two thousand people dining at the same time. There are currently about ten thousand Vatican personnel stationed in the imperial capital, most of whom are scattered across major dioceses.

Leonard, eating a bowl of pumpkin soup, said calmly, "Kasen is not that kind of person."

Harrington, who was struggling with the pile of meat, looked up and said, "Yes, Kaisen, he is a very good person."

Arthur shrugged, his tone was quite complicated: "Alas, I had thought before that we could try to chase him and see if we could see Kaisen's back. But now, let alone his back, we can't even see his footprints."

Cardinson fought in the street and brought his reputation directly to the top.

Who doesn’t know Cardinson Pine, the most powerful figure in the Holy See?

Although the apparent conclusion is that Cardinson borrowed the power of the Vatican's sacred artifact, which can be accepted by the public, he is only seventeen years old, and not everyone with the sacred artifact can defeat Or, the strongest man in the military.

Except for a few high-ranking officials of the Holy See, no one outside knew whether Cardinson could still use that kind of power, so most people were filled with awe.

The figure in black armor and black robe indeed left a very deep impression on many people.

Everyone knows the three great artifacts of the Church, but few people know the true function of the Watch of Destiny. Even when Cardinson went to borrow it, the Pope thought it was Nell who told him. The Templar Knights would not betray the Church, so they knew a lot of things they should know.

Just as the trio was discussing, the bustling cafeteria suddenly became quiet.

"Sir Payne!", causing everyone in the lobby on the first floor to look towards the door.

The beautiful young man in a white robe with red lips and white teeth walked in shyly from outside. Looking at the eager eyes of his brothers and sisters, he could only wave his hand.

"Everyone, have a good time eating and drinking."

This is the first time that Cardinson has appeared in public since that battle!

The first to scream were the little girls in the priest group.

"Ahhhhh!!!"

"Mr. Pine!"

"So handsome, really so handsome!"

The knights and elders nearby all smiled kindly.

Cardinson even thought he had accidentally walked into some large fan-chasing event.

"Quiet! It's inappropriate to make loud noises during meal time!"

The deputy head of the priest group, a woman with gentle eyes and eyebrows, stood up and used her divine power to make her voice spread throughout the hall.

Then she looked at Cardinson and clapped softly.

"Welcome back, our pride."

Suddenly, there was thunderous applause.

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(continuously updated)

Chapter 89 Canteen

Cardinal Bach Ellis and the presiding arbitrator of the tribunal, Graham Matt, who were sitting on the second floor, both laughed when they heard the noise.

Graham smiled happily, while Bach smiled bitterly.

"Hey, look at this kid. Isn't he quite popular?" Graham picked up a chicken leg and stuffed it into his mouth, chewing it while saying, "Sir Ellis, I think you just worry about too many things. How can you manage everything in this world?"

Bach rubbed his eyebrows and didn't want to pay attention to the fool in front of him.

Seeing that he didn't say anything, Graham continued to talk to himself: "What's wrong with the Holy Son? I think the Holy Son is good. Our influence has declined too seriously in recent years. With the development of the Mage Tower and the Academy, many young people are unwilling to join the Church. And that, what, the Mercenary Union? I don't think it's a good thing."

Bach asked, “Do you think the Son’s role is just propaganda?”

"Isn't it?" Graham thought little but saw everything clearly. "Our strength is now on the rise, and the new generation of kids are working very hard. Rong Ke and I talked about this before. In 20 years, if nothing unexpected happens, the influence of the Holy See will be able to regain the glory it had 300 years ago. With a Holy Son as the leader, everything will be great."

Bach didn't know how to respond. Simple-minded people always say things that seem to make sense and you can't refute them.

"Oh, Your Excellency Ellis, you care too much about those imaginary things. Be happy and eat more meat. With His Holiness the Pope here, we don't have to worry about anything."

Although he was only in his sixties, he could make Bach, a centenarian, speechless. This is quite a skill.

Bach Ellis smiled and said nothing more, continuing to eat on his plate.

He was the last to agree to the proposal to establish Cardinson as the Son of God.

As for what he was thinking, no one knew.

In the lobby downstairs.

Cardinson faced the enthusiasm of his brothers and sisters in the Vatican with a little embarrassment. Fortunately, it was meal time and the elders knew their limits. After letting the young people chat with him for a while, they let him go to eat contentedly.

The cafeteria of the Vatican is actually very similar to the cafeteria in school when Cardinson was studying in his previous life, except that you can eat as much as you want and it doesn't cost money. Just eat as much as you can as long as you don't waste anything.

Those who waste food will be taken away by the pastor of the inspection department. After writing a self-criticism, they will be given an additional month of training - can't eat anymore? Then practice more, and the more you consume, the more you will eat.

The environment here is definitely better.

This was not the first time that Cardinson had come. Before, César had been strict with him and each time he could not eat for more than twenty minutes. This time, no one was watching him, so he could eat slowly.

"Three pounds of braised pork with sauce, four barley cakes, and a bowl of mushroom stewed chicken soup, thank you."

The knight who served the food knew Cardinson. There was a similar kitchen team in the Church. He asked curiously, "Why did Kaisen eat so little today?"

Cardinson said helplessly: "I haven't eaten for a few days. I dare not eat too much at once. Take it slowly."

The knight prepared the food for him, filling a plate, and kindly reminded him, "We're cooking beef tonight. I don't know what's wrong with the brothers in the kitchen, but they haven't stewed it well enough. You should chew it a few more times."

"Thank you for your hard work." Cardinson smiled back and walked into the hall with the plate.

Almost everyone was looking at him to see which table he would walk to and sit down at, especially the group of young priests, whose eyes were shining.

However, Cardinson walked to a corner on the side of the substitute knight and sat down.

"What are you looking at? It's been so long since we've met, don't you recognize me?"

Looking at his three friends, Cardinson smiled particularly happily.

After more than a month of training, they all became stronger. Not to mention Harrington, Arthur and Leonard's previous aristocratic temperament had been completely consumed in the hard work, leaving only the style of the Vatican Knights.

Arthur was stunned at first, then he patted Harrington's shoulder fiercely: "Hahaha! You really got it right, Kaisen really came to our table."

Harrington grinned and said, "Hey, I was just saying"

The four-member group gathered again, and the atmosphere was still as harmonious as before.