Vol 1 Chapter 22 (1/2)
Chapter 22
Chapter 22 – Saint? Witch?
Cadina
In a certain roo white ornate robes surrounded a round wooden table They were holding a thick notebook and whispering about the internal affairs of the church This was a routine weekly round table conference, attended by a nues and the Pope himself, mainly to discuss the recent events within the church
There was a pluht at the round table I don’t know if it was because his eyes were too sainst his eyelids so that he could only squint, he listened to the conversation in a dream-like state
This bloated old e Washi+ngton
“Theis over, you can leave, I will report this year’s specific data to the Pope” A well-trained, leanremarks
“Then, Bellco great sage, we’ll leave the rest to you”
“May the blessing of the Goddess of light be with you, Bellco great sage”
Everyone got up and politely said goodbye to him and then left the room in an orderly manner
Soon, there were only two people in the rooe Bellco
“Pope, please listen carefully” Bellco spread out a thick notepad and began to read from it
The eid as his looks, his face and chin were so Based on Earth standards, it would be a qualified shoehorn face His body was thin, even two Bellco added together won’t be as big as the Pope
And so, the boring report began
“This year, the number of nuns we recruited increased by 53, up 28 from last year The number of believers increased by 15, down 02 from the same period last year This phenomenon was somewhat abnormal, the number of recruits has never decreased in the past five years We preliminarily speculated that the reason for the decline was because…”
This data was painstakingly counted by the nuns and believers Although it was boring work, it was extremely important It was
crucial to the future develope did not see his chin in one hand and looked like he fell asleep
“Pope St George? Pope, are you listening?”
Hearing his questioning, St George with his round face and double chin, suddenly woke up He incoherently shouted: “Ah… ah? I’, increased, decreased, oh… decreased is not good…not good”
Bellco had a helpless look
“Pope, please be serious!”
Although he should not say that with his status, but their Pope was just too lazy – it was not only during the routine Great Sage round table conference, he even slept during the 11 Saints hest leader of the Holy Light Church
Just now, as Bellco was reporting important work to hiht in front of Bellco!
“Sigh, even if you say that, I can’t help it You guys are enough to handle those trifling matters I’e smiled and didn’t care about the other’s criticism
“Sigh, if the Pope says so…” Bellco sighed again
As for this Pope who doesn’t do anything, they are actually already used to it During his ten-year tenure, Pope St George rarely interfered with the affairs of the church All the daily affairs were handed over to the great sages The decision- powers for ation, he delegated to thehi He took a laissez-faire attitude and he was so himself
His style has always been denounced Many of the great sages think that he does not deserve to continue to serve as the pope Unexpectedly, he has never caused any problems all this time, time elapsed serenely, and in a blink of an eye, his position as pope becaot a cute title
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the Pope was too lazy to listen, Bellco simply closed the thick notebook and ended the tedious report
“But Pope, there’s still one i that I have to report”
“Un…what?” the Pope rubbed his sleepy eyes and asked dazedly
“Regarding the recent serial killings in the southern part of Lodom” Bellco said sternly, “The latest neas that the ht and killed two local soldiers in an inn!”
“Oh…wasn’t it just a few people who died, you don’t have to report such a trivial arding human deaths, he was still drowsy and unfazed
“Pope, this isn’t a noration, the murderer in this incident isn’t human!”
“Oh?” Hearing this, the Pope finally lifted his eyelids and put up soh-level demons?”
“We’re still not sure There were two victie impact and died, the head was flattened, and the other was dismembered, the body was cut into multiple pieces with a sharp weapon In addition, I don’t knohy but the ceiling of the rooe paw print on the wall It seemed to be left by soe black monster on the scene, which was very si to the testiirl before the incident happened”
“Hirl… could it be a red-eyes black cat?” Leaning on his cheeks for too long, St George ed his chubby face and asked perplexedly, “In demon society, aren’t the red-eyes black cat in the aristocratic class? Why would they leave the Forest of the End and go to West Wind Town to kill people?”
“I’ the specifics”
“Then in this case, Great Sage Bellco, I’e squinted and sainst the back of the chair without regard to his posture
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