Chapter 450: Scales and Choices

Without having made the mana coordinates beforehand, Sivi's teleportation could only be done within his line of sight.

Therefore, even though it was not far away, he could not directly enter the interior of the New Testament church.

So after he appeared at the door of the New Testament Chapel and straightened his somewhat crooked wizard's hat for a long time, he looked up at the girl who was guarding the stairs and was looking at him with a complicated expression.

Probably because she was here temporarily, Frey's outfit was still the white pullover she wore for doctrinal study, without any armor.

A faint phantage of the winged angel appeared behind the girl, her right hand already pressed against the hilt of the sword on her belt, but she still hesitated not to pull out the sword of rotational victory, one of the best in the pure white church.

"Edric, I don't remember asking you to make the whole Sanctuary like this......" she said as she glared at Sivi in a tone that was half complaining and half helpless.

"Oh, maybe I should learn how to be a mole, dig a tunnel that leads to the inhuman yards, and assassinate them all?"

As if he couldn't feel the girl's hostility at all, Sivi shrugged his shoulders with ease.

"They are the elders of the Holy See!"

"It's 'them'. Those things aren't human anymore. Sivi immediately interrupted Frey's words: "Neither physically nor psychologically are human. You don't wonder what they did to Eliria. ”

The girl's brow furrowed tightly, as if she didn't know what to say. For no reason, Sivi thought her expression was funny.

After a few seconds of silence, Sivi re-spoken, "So. Are you going to swing your sword at me for those things? ”

Frey's brow furrowed even tighter, looking like she had swallowed a lemon, but even so, she glared at Sivi, "The affairs of the Elder Body are not under my control...... But as a former head of the Knights Templar, I am at least responsible for the safety of His Holiness the Pope! ”

"Calm down, I won't hit him too hard." Sivi tried to reassure.

"At this time, I should say that you won't hurt him, right?" The girl also complained as expected.

"But if I don't get a punch in the face, how can I get vented for the anger that is pouring out of my heart?"

"Who knows that kind of thing! Do you find it useful to say such things in front of me? ”

"Oh, what do you think of the phrase 'kiss his hateful old face with my fist'?"

"It's not the way you speak!"

Under Sivi's gags, the tense atmosphere between the two (mostly created by Frey) somehow calmed down.

The girl's raised eyebrows finally drooped helplessly: "What the hell are you thinking...... It's been a hard time for me to make up my mind to be your enemy......"

"I just do what I want." Sivi puffed out his chest. Said with a rather proud attitude.

"But fate doesn't make you always do what he wants, does it?" Frey's blue eyes stared at Sivi again: "Sometimes. It will put two things that are extremely important to us at either end of the scale...... At that time, even if we went against our own wishes, didn't we have to give up one side of the other? ”

Sivi noticed that the girl's hand holding the hilt of the sword was trembling slightly.

between the pure white church and friendship with oneself (probably). The girl chose the former. But it was clear that it wasn't an easy choice for her.

"You're going to have that time too, right? Until then. What are you going to do? She looked up and said in a weak tone as if asking for help.

"Since both are important things to me, I don't make a choice."

Without hesitation, Sivi replied, "I'll hold that balance up." Bear the strength and consciousness of both. I'm ready for it. ”

As if shocked by Sivi's words, the girl's body stiffened there, and she didn't move for a long time.

When Sivi walked past her, she asked in a thick nasal voice, "Why are you always able to look at the future so positively?" ”

Because I have struggled to come back from the abyss of death.

Instead of giving the answer in his heart, Sivi walked straight into the New Testament church.

Although he had been to the Sanctuary several times, he had only been to this place twice.

The interior remained empty and silent, and even the footsteps were particularly harsh.

The light cast from the cross and the light from the stained glass mingle together, with a sense of natural holiness and nobility, and one can't help but feel a sense of respect for the countless religious paintings on the ceiling.

The Pope, with a ball on his head, continued to celebrate mass in front of the huge cross, as if he had not noticed Sivi's approach.

It wasn't until he comprehended the miracle that Sivi understood that the ball on the other party's head was not just a decoration formed by divine magic, but an existence similar to a 'door', which could transmit the power of the heavenly realm, and it was precisely because of this existence that the Pope could obtain more than those half-spirits in his human body (drinking holy water to become a half-holy bishop cannot compete for the pope).

Until not long ago, because of the strength of the Heavenly Realm, Sivi did not have the confidence to win in the face of the Pope, but after realizing the new miracle just now, he already knew very well that he could defeat the man in front of him who was over half a hundred years old and had slightly white temples.

"Aren't you afraid that I'll kill you?" Standing behind the other party, Xiwei asked directly.

"You may hurt me, but you won't kill me." The other party finally turned around, with a faint smile on his face: "If you really have killing intent, that kid will never let you in." ”

"That's why I hate you old guys."

Xiwei narrowed his eyes, with an unhappy expression on his face: "I have seen things too thoroughly, which makes me very unhappy!" ”

"However, the days of our old fellows are also over. Your appearance represents the beginning of a new era. The Pope looked up at a painted ceiling.

It is a well-known story similar to Noah's Ark in the Holy Scriptures, in which the main character, guided by the Holy Light, breaks the original order at a very young age, inaugurates the rudiments of the Church, and inaugurates a new era.

"That kind of postponement is not mentioned beforehand. Please grit your teeth and let me punch me. Severo clapped his hands and said, "After that, let's talk about Eliria's belonging." (To be continued......)