At the headquarters of the Roman Curia.
At this moment, the higher-ups of the Church, the Red-robed Archbishops, had gathered together and started the Grand Cardinals Conference as quickly as possible.
" Everyone, I have just received a letter from the Archbishop of France, Lady Ricelius. The letter only has ten short words. The Spear of Saint Angelus has awakened.”
The Arch-Cardinal, who was also the Papal State's Minister of Defense, Burns Joseph, spoke with a solemn expression.
"Archbishop Burns, can you confirm this information?”
The Arch-Cardinals sitting on both sides of the long white table began to whisper amongst themselves.
"I'm not sure either, but since it came from that lady, it should be very credible.”
Bowens said with a bitter smile.
After all, in terms of age, that lady was much older than all the Red-robed Archbishops present. She could be said to be a true living fossil of the Church.
" I'm sorry, please allow me to interrupt. I just received a letter from Joan of Arc. It's the same eight words: The Spear of Saint Angelus has awakened.”
A red-robed Archbishop stood up and said smugly.
This time, Joan had made him proud. It was enough for him to be proud for a long time.
He also had another identity, and that was Joan's adoptive father, Carol Paul.
Seeing this smug fellow stand up, many people glared at him.
It was this disgrace and scum among the Red Cardinals who had led the Church's current generation of Saint Joan of Arc astray, turning her into a Saint who swore all day long.
Damn it! This was the first time in the Church that a Holy Maiden had cursed. If this news were to spread, the Church would lose face all over the world.
However, this fellow did not have the slightest bit of remorse. Instead, he did not feel ashamed. Instead, he felt proud.
"Since the Holy Maiden has also received the news, this means that the Spear of Saint Angelus has indeed awakened. This can also explain the abnormal movements of the Divine Weapons in Northern Europe, China, and all over the world.”
Archbishop Bowens ordered.
"Right now, our first task is to find the owner of the Spear of Saint Angelus.”
"Archbishop Burns, what should we do with the large number of heretics in the inner city of Rome? He was sure that they had a bigger conspiracy in the future.”
"I will ask the Ascetic Monks who live in seclusion on the Holy Mountain of the Church to help. The remaining manpower will go and find a youth from China who holds the highest level invitation letter from our Church.”
After Archbishop Burns finished reading the latest information sent by Richardson, his old face revealed a trace of bitterness as he sighed and made arrangements.
"Archbishop Bowens, you mean that the person wielding the Spear of Saint Angelus is a Chinese?”
"If there are no accidents, that should be the case. If he was a believer of the Lord, he would not have chosen to hide his identity. Only in the eastern lands would such a non-believer be born.”
" Remember, you must search secretly. If you don't find him this time, don't be discouraged. I believe that under the protection of the Lord, His Holiness will definitely return to the embrace of the Holy Church of Messiah.”
"Yes, Messiah. May the Lord have mercy!”
All the archbishops stood up, lowered their heads, drew a cross on their chests, and prayed in a low voice.
"Also, in order to ensure that this information will not be leaked, please leave your names on this contract. This is also a routine procedure.”
Archbishop Bowens reached out and took out a goatskin scroll that was emitting dense light energy. He was the first to write his name in the blank space on it.
Seeing this, the other Arch-Cardinals also wrote their names on it and left in a hurry.
Rome was currently in a troubled period, and it was already not easy for them, as the Cardinals, to find time for a meeting.
For a time, all the clergymen of the Holy See in Rome began to mobilize on a large scale, looking for a young man from China who had the highest level invitation letter from the Holy See.
Ye Yan, who was about to leave with the rest of the team, was a little confused when he saw this scene. What was going on?
If he didn't go and find trouble with the cultists, why did he start investigating the identities of the tourists here?
However, those people from the Holy Church gave up after taking a glance at Ye Yan, because he had inherited his mother's appearance. He had silver hair and silver eyes, but he didn't look like someone from Xia Country.
"Brother, why was that nun looking for you?”
Ye Yan saw a young man from China who was being questioned. He walked over and asked curiously while hugging a blonde and blue-eyed Caucasian.
At the same time, he chanted in his heart,"
"System, check this person's information.”
[Name: Dongfang Lang]
[Age: 25]
[Realm: Platinum 9-star]
[Bloodline: Azure Dragon Blood]
[Identity: Direct descendant of the Dongfang family in Xia country]
[Talent: Azure Dragon Body]
[Skills: Azure Dragon Seven Moves, Water Control…]
Hearing the familiar accent, the young man looked up and saw a handsome foreign youth standing in front of him. He immediately asked with a dumbfounded expression,
"Are you talking to me?"
"What else can I do? I lived in China for a period of time.”
"Impressive. Brother, your Chinese is really fluent.”
The young man from China first gave him a thumbs up, then extended his right hand and said casually.
"Dongfang Lang, let's get to know each other?"
"I'm Adam. Old brother, your name is really something.”
Ye Yan said speechlessly as he looked at the ocean horse in Dongfang Lang's arms.
As expected, there were only people who called the wrong person, not people who gave the wrong name.
"Hehe! Life is short, enjoy it while you can."
Dongfang Lang revealed a bright smile and laughed.
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