Today's princess is still cute

Urusos's sarcastic laughter came into my mind, and he was obviously amused by Cardinson's words.

Because he was bound to Cardinson by a master-servant contract, and his soul was hidden under Cardinson's pure divine power without a trace of breath leaking out, so even at such a close distance, the Chief Arbitrator of the Inquisition who specialized in dealing with creatures from Hell did not notice him.

Cardinson didn't even blush at Urusos's laughter.

"Former Holy Son, you mean that this demon knows the former Lord Kenneth?" Graham asked in disbelief.

Joe Kenneth's reputation is still loud to these high-ranking officials of the Vatican even a hundred years later.

The most powerful man in the Holy See who never wastes a word when seeing creatures from hell, who kills when necessary and suppresses when necessary, and who even went to hell for seven days and seven nights before coming back, would let a demon he had met live?

This is as incredible as if His Holiness the Pope and the Emperor had become sworn brothers!

"According to my guess, it should be, but after all, the information I can get is pitifully little, so I won't make further guesses and leave the rest to others to discuss. What I want to say is that the demon might have wanted to do something to me while I was unconscious, but failed. When I woke up, the battle was just over. I saw a stream of light flying to the east. I guess it was the strong man who saved me and defeated the demon. After I climbed out of the mine, I met up with Hobert, and then led the team back to the mine and began to explore the traces there, trying to find clues left by the strong man."

Graham asked, “Did you find anything?”

"I found this." Since Cardinson dared to say so, he must be prepared.

After saying that, he took something out of his storage ring and placed it on the table.

Just one glance and the two were so shocked that they were speechless.

This thing also has a direction to the east.

"Dragon clan." Cardinson uttered this word. The ancient and mysterious dignity in it made the entire hall freeze.

Placed on the table was a piece of golden dragon scale that had shrunk to the size of a palm.

"This, this," Graham suddenly realized, "This explains why a demigod-level warrior suddenly appeared on the continent. Perhaps only the dragon clan that existed before God created our current world can have such a warrior ready to go at any time."

"But, doesn't the legend say that the dragons live far away in the sea at the end of the east and rarely set foot in our human territory? Moreover, why did this powerful dragon appear when that demon appeared?"

Hobert asked after thinking for a moment.

In fact, this piece of "dragon scale" was made by Cardinson using the scales shed from a silver-level monster called the Ironclad Crocodile, which was then dyed gold.

He has stockpiled a lot of similar things, just in case he does something shameful and takes the blame someday. Now one of them just happens to come in handy.

After giving the two enough hints, they naturally believed that this was the scale of the dragon clan, and it was the top-level golden dragon. After all, only this was in line with the identity of that powerful man.

All Cardinson needed was a "reason". As long as he could say it, the people in the Vatican would definitely believe him. It was impossible for them to dig into the matter after the Son of God had made his final judgment on something that had already ended.

If he said it was a dragon clan, then it must be a dragon clan.

Cardinson put away the scales and replied, "Rarely stepping into it doesn't mean never stepping into it. I guess that His Majesty Kenneth, the Sky Demon, and the Dragon Clan are related. In the long lifespan of the Dragon Clan, a hundred years is not even enough to sleep, so is it possible that His Majesty Kenneth knows that dragon clan member and asked her to help guard the Sky Demon?"

"This is a cage, so His Majesty Kenneth is responsible for the capture, the Dragon Clan is responsible for the guarding, and the Sky Demon is the prisoner..."

"I, who also inherited the Holy Son's legacy, became the key by accident."

Cardinson said it with such finality.

Graham slapped his head and said, "Your Majesty is right! A hundred years ago, His Majesty Kenneth returned from hell, and followed him with a demigod-level demon. His Majesty Kenneth, who was already exhausted, could only seal it forcibly, but was unable to kill it. He used special means to contact his friends in the Dragon Clan for help. Powerful people of their level must have contact information."

Hobert vaguely felt that something was wrong, but since both Cardinson and Graham said so, he didn't care.

Those things were too far away from him. He just needed to do his own thing. The Vatican would naturally handle the complicated things.

What is the truth?

What others are willing to believe and can accept is called "truth."

This is the most reasonable explanation at present, and it is undoubtedly more convincing when it is spoken by Cardinson.

"Well, now we have figured it out, but I don't want anyone other than the Holy See to make a fuss about this matter. After all, His Majesty Kenneth is from our Holy See. Do you understand what I mean?" asked Cardinson.

Hobart and Graham answered in unison: "Yes!"

"They know nothing. Master, are you really the Son of God of the Church? Are you sure you are not a devil in human skin?" Urusos sneered.

Cardinson smiled slightly, not wanting to bother with this seemingly aloof but actually talkative commander of hell.

“So, we have to do this.”

Cardinson waved and whispered to the two.

When Jasmine Staya walked into the castle of Viscount Cowell, she found that there were already four strong men of the same level as her gathered here, namely Graham Matt from the Holy See, Kyle Wilson from the Warrior House, Paramo Tigwa from the Royal Family, and Jera Feng from the Grand Academy.

As the most powerful wizard five hundred years ago, the direct descendant of "Song of the Years" Melissa Starya, the current chief descendant, and the second-turn Four-Elephant Mage, Jasmine, who arrived late, was not at all anxious. Instead, she walked into the hall proudly, looked around, and saw the beautiful boy sitting in the first seat at a glance.

The Holy Son of the Vatican?

In addition, there is a Dawn Knight, a Sword Master, a Legion Hub, and a Miracle Maker.

Well, not bad.

She walked to the empty seat and sat down without saying hello to anyone. She stroked her smooth blonde hair with her slender hands, and her light brown pupils swept over with disdain. She asked directly, "Who wants to buy last night's information for two hundred thousand gold coins?"

PS: There are two more chapters to go. I will finish them after I have dinner.

Chapter 122 Let’s Order First (Sixth update, please vote!)

As soon as these words were spoken, everyone fell silent. Even Kyle, who had been chattering away, shut up.

I just felt a strong smell of local tyrants coming towards me. Everyone knew that the Mage Tower was the richest among everyone present, but no one thought he was so rich.

What does 200,000 gold coins mean?

As mentioned before, the purchasing power of gold coins in the Blue Empire is very strong. An ordinary family of three who eats a lot of meat every day only needs five gold coins a year. The merit potion treasured by Old Pine, a good thing that can be used by an elite Templar Knight to cleanse the tendons and marrow, change the qualifications and prolong life, only costs 20,000 gold coins. Cardinson helped the fifth prince Andre to eliminate the eldest prince's confidant, but he only got 100,000 gold coins, which is the life-saving money of the military minister.

Two hundred thousand gold coins.

Let’s put it this way, if you ask Cardinson to perform a pole dance for her right now, he’ll grit his teeth and do it.

Silence, endless silence.

Anyone who dares to say a word at this time will feel like they will be crushed by the Lv.100 god-level skill [Power of Money].

Seeing the stupid looks on the faces of these country bumpkins, Jasmine frowned in dissatisfaction and asked again, "Don't you think it's not enough? Two hundred and fifty thousand, plus ten rare-grade staffs and thirty crystals of each attribute element."

"Ahem! Wait, wait a minute!" Cardinson quietly wiped the sweat from his forehead, "Sir Staya, we are discussing what happened last night. Why don't you listen to it first? There is no rush to make an offer."

"Discuss? What's there to discuss? Why don't you just sell me the results of the discussion?" Jasmine's red lips moved, but the words she spoke were not gentle at all. "You are the new Holy Son of the Church, right? I remember you. I saw you beating that Or that day. You still had the scent of the potion made by my great-grandmother Melissa on you. I wanted to ask you where you got it. Logically, only our family and the Mage Tower have this stuff in stock. Forget it, these are just small matters. I don't think you are the kind of person who would dilly-dally. Why are you making such a fuss now?"

Cardinson was embarrassed by what he said, thinking that the young lady was really sharp. Was she really fifty years old as the newspaper said? Her beauty could keep her youth forever, but was her character always like this?

At this time, Jera Feng from the graduate school spoke.

"Jasmine, come on, there are so many people watching here, just listen to what they are saying."

This is a thin old man with white hair and beard but ruddy face. As a graduate of the graduate school with the best relationship with the Mage Tower, plus his family background, he is naturally qualified to say a few words about Jasmine Staya.

Jasmine curled her lips, waved her hand and said, "Jera, you are really annoying. Come on, come on, you guys chat."

Jera laughed nonchalantly, obviously knowing Jasmine's character well. He said nothing and just let her sit there by herself.

"Where were we just now? Oh, yes, I went to the mine and found that there were very few traces left there, but at least I could identify the energy used by both sides, one was water and the other was hell. Then I went to ask Viscount Cowell and the miners, and found that none of them had directly witnessed the first scene." Kyle grinned and said in a loud voice.

"How could it be possible to see it? It's so close, I find it amazing that he survived, not to mention facing the battle between demigods. If any of us were there, we would have to retreat."

The chief court wizard, Paramo, deliberately sat as far away from Cardinson as possible. After all, they were "old acquaintances".

Who can forget the figure in black armor and black robe?

Cardinson said, "Based on our speculation on the Vatican, we have indeed come to some conclusions, but it is not convenient to say it directly. Of course, I don't want to use this to ask for a price, because this information itself is not worth much. Now I want to remind everyone that no matter what the attitude of that strong man is, at least he is on the side of us humans. This is obvious. But we didn't find any traces of any force on her."

"Your Majesty! Isn't it obvious? It's the martial artist profession of our Warrior House!" Kyle started to argue again. There were many people here, and he was not afraid of Cardinson. "I saw it clearly on the projection screen. Several skills used by that strong man are all from our Warrior House. Uh, they are all similar to our Warrior House!"

Jera Feng smiled faintly and asked a question similar to the one Cardinson had asked before, but it was a little more tactful.

"Mr. Jackson, not all martial artists on this continent come from your warrior family. There is more than one sword wielder in the world, and more than one sword technique, but it is nothing more than a few variations of chopping, stabbing and poking, don't you think?"

"How can I not see the swordsmanship of our warrior family!"

"Give me a month, and my old bones can imitate you to about 70% of the same level. Do you believe it?"

"You came here to pick a fight with me on purpose, old man?"

"Oh, I didn't mean that. Mr. Jackson, please calm down. Didn't His Majesty the Holy Son say that? Let's discuss it peacefully. Let's discuss it peacefully."

Jera Feng was smiling, and compared with Kyle who was puffing out his beard and glaring, they were like a fox and a black bear.

Graham from the Vatican also spoke.

He had already received instructions from Cardinson, so the topic would naturally be directed in that direction.

"Don't think I'm being blunt. I'm sure everyone here knows the purpose of coming here. It's nothing more than to recruit that female demigod to join your forces. But why don't you think about it? She has already cultivated to the level of a demigod. What else does she need from you? Power, fame, or resources? In my opinion, it's better to just forget about it and go back to your own homes. Living your life happily is more important than anything else."

What a maddening thing to say.

Except for Jasmine who was in a trance from beginning to end, the other three people's faces changed. Kyle even asked directly: "Does the Church want to take it all for itself?"

"The Holy See doesn't need to rely on a demigod to maintain its appearance. We have plenty of experts." Graham spread his hands with a bright smile.

This strong style of pretense is worthy of the Millennium Church.

Jera Feng laughed dryly and said, "Even so, we also want to meet that female demigoddess. If the Holy See tells us what they know, won't it save everyone's precious time? I think His Holiness can't bear to see us quarreling. If we want to go our separate ways, you can just say it."

Just as the atmosphere was becoming increasingly tense, a little maid suddenly poked her head in from outside the door and said timidly, "Well, the Viscount asked me to ask you what you would like to eat tonight."

When Cardinson saw someone coming, he clapped his hands and said, "We'll talk about these things later. Let's order food first."

PS: I can't hold on any longer. I just fell asleep on the table. I owe you one more chapter, which will be added to tomorrow's five chapters.

Chapter 123 Different Thoughts (First update, please vote!)

Everyone present had eaten the best banquets before and had never been hungry on weekdays, so naturally they would not have any extra emotions because they had to wait so late to eat a hot meal provided by this little viscount.

Hearing the attitude of the Holy Son of the Vatican who was trying to smooth things over, the two people who had argued the most fiercely just now smiled awkwardly.

The initiative is in the hands of the Vatican, and what you want to know is also in the Vatican's mouth. They are determined to stew the meat and let it rot in the pot. They don't eat it themselves and don't let others eat it. There is nothing they can do.

The reason why the young man sitting in the first seat can sit here and stick his neck out is, to put it bluntly, because of moral kidnapping.

I feel that the Vatican is still the same as before, and it will be kind to others in such small matters that do not harm its own interests.

What they didn't expect was that the one who came to deal with them now was Graham, a tough guy, and together with the Son of God whose true colors were unclear, the effect was surprisingly good.

At least until now, except for the Mage Tower representative Jasmine who came in and slightly disrupted the opponent's rhythm, the rest were all guided by the Holy See.

Cardinson pretended to ask those people if they had any dietary restrictions, and then ordered the maid to tell the chef in the castle to prepare, as if he was treating this place as his home ground and was not polite at all.

The only one present who could compete with Cardinson was the chief court wizard, Paramo Tigwa.

He represents the royal family. If there really is a clash, he is no less powerful than the Son of God who was just crowned not long ago. In any case, the royal family has accumulated rich experience in the long-term tug-of-war with the Holy See and knows how to use their shameless advantage to attack the other party's soft-hearted shortcomings.

But does Paramo dare?

That day, the Seventh Princess was snatched away by Cardinson in public, and the strongest man in the army, Orr, was severely injured by this guy with a thunderous force. The invincible posture of that man in black robe and black armor was deeply imprinted in Paramo's mind. Even now, when Paramo sees Cardinson, he can't help but think of those cold words in his heart -

"Put down the staff. It won't take me more than a minute to kill you."

Everyone was saying that the 17-year-old Cardinson had such power with the help of some artifact of the Holy See. Paramo just felt that these people were just talking without thinking.

Why don’t you try to face Cardinson at that time?

I think even if I give you the magic weapon, you still can't fight half as well as the other person!

The royal family knew that Cardinson was here. After all, they still had to collect intelligence about the Holy Son of the Vatican. The spies along the way spared no effort to send the information to the imperial capital. After repeated consideration, they sent the powerful Paramo. After all, this old wizard who was loyal to the royal family was famous for his flawless style of doing things.

The court wizard had a lot of grievances but could not speak out. He couldn't just tell Katspera III that he was afraid of the Holy Son of the Church.

There is nothing wrong with admitting it. Anyway, only you know that respecting the strong is a natural truth in this world.

But if Paramo dared to say this, he would not survive the next day. He would be removed from his position as chief that night, as there would be many enthusiastic colleagues among the court mages who would like to take his place.

A war mage who was transferred to the core of the legion was, to a large extent, not as tough as Jasmine who was sitting there proudly.

After all, she is the Summoner Mage, the most difficult mage to achieve, and she has also successfully transferred to the genius of Nature Spirit. She has gained the trust of the Chief of the Mage Tower like a sister. She is completely different from herself, a punching bag who is suppressed everywhere by Katspera III.

"Ugh."

Paramo sighed deeply, looking at the people around the table with different expressions, and felt that God really loved the Holy See more.

Cardinson was also looking at everyone.

There is no need to say much about Graham. The chief arbitrator of the tribunal looked like someone people didn't want to mess with, because everyone was afraid of young and inexperienced people. So he just sat there calmly with his arms folded across his chest, and he even seemed to be in a good mood.

Kyle Jackson from the Warrior's House was probably the most anxious person here. If he wasn't afraid of losing face for his family, he would have been wary of the possibility of fighting alone against many enemies, so he just endured it. However, it seemed that the sword master's energy-cultivation skills were not up to par, and his face was bruised and red, looking like he had been beaten up.

Cardinson only took a glance at the royal family's Paramo Tigwa and then looked away. He knew that this man was just here to slack off today. From the past to the present, whenever the royal family and the Holy See confronted each other, if the royal family did not make it clear from the beginning that they would fight hard with their stubbornness, then it meant that they had no intention of competing with the Holy See for anything.

Jera Feng from the Graduate School, this old man looks like he has a lot of bad intentions and is ready to compete, but in fact he is just here to stir up trouble. The Graduate School doesn't have the ability to compete with you guys who have all the power, but I can still make it more uncomfortable for you to fight for it. My purpose is clear, it's purely disgusting.

As for the last Jasmine Staya, Cardinson was a little confused.