"Boy, what's your attitude?" Iverson immediately shouted.

Bai Chen looked at Veras calmly and unboxed Iverson: "The master you added didn't say anything, why are you barking there?"

"Bold...you..."

"Okay, Iverson, go check in for Raman and Linda. There's nothing you have to do here."

"Mr. Vilas...this kid..."

"Okay, I understand everything, you can step down."

Iverson retreated unwillingly, and Raman and Linda outside were waiting impatiently.

Although this is not the first time they have come to Cartagena, they don’t like this city because it is really not angry at all, and everyone seems to have a stone pressed on their hearts.

Iverson took the money and came out: "Raman, Linda, thank you for your hard work this time."

Raman counted the remuneration, but as soon as he opened it, he frowned: "Why is it a book of atonement?"

"This..." Iverson's face looked a little ugly.

He has worked with Raman and Linda before, and has always delivered it simply.

But this time, he used the Atonement Book to pay his remuneration.

This atonement scroll is now even ordinary people. It requires the Holy See to use tough measures. Everyone must buy some, let alone Raman and Linda who licked blood on the edge of the knife.

Linda's face also sank when she saw the Atonement Scroll in Raman's hand: "Iverson, don't you just want to fool us with this, right?"

"This, as stipulated by the above, all doctrines must be traded in the Atonement Scroll, and the use of Wu Tang's banknotes is not allowed."

"Then I don't care. This is your business and has nothing to do with us. You must follow our agreement, two hundred taels of silver, and it must be Wu Tang's banknotes." Raman said toughly.

"Sorry, I didn't." Iverson shrugged helplessly, but his attitude was quite rogue.

Raman had already clenched his fists and looked at Iverson with gritted teeth.

"Iverson, do you want to pay for the debt?"

"Anyway, the remuneration has been given to you, so I will not pay any extra remuneration."

Raman was almost about to leave. Linda grabbed Raman and looked around. This was the gate of Cartagena Cathedral.

It is a very unwise choice to use force with the people of the Holy See here.

"Iverson, let's see." Raman suppressed the anger in his heart and turned around and left angrily.

"Raman, Linda, why bother to be so irritated? We may not necessarily have opportunities to cooperate in the future."

"There will be no chance, there will definitely be no chance again." Raman roared without looking back.

"What a pity." Iverson turned around and returned inside with a smile.

Raman and Linda were cursing along the way, and suddenly, Belal's voice came from the corner.

"Two, can we talk?"

"It's you! Bellaer, do you still have the face to appear in front of us?" Linda looked at Bellaer angrily.

Beral looked around: "I know what you and Iverson are doing. Iverson swallowed your rewards. This is not something I can interfere with, but I have a deal now..."

Raman interrupted Belal and said self-deprecatingly: "Do you think I will believe your nonsense? I am so stupid. I can actually make deals with people from the Holy See."

"I can support the remuneration first," said Belal.

"Do you think I will trust you again?"

"Raman, calm down." Linda is a woman, so she is still relatively calm. Although she hates the Holy See as Raman now, it does not mean that she will classify everyone in the Holy See as one.

"What kind of transaction are you going to do with us? How much is the reward?"

"I want you to capture Iverson before me."

"What? Capture Iverson?"

Raman and Linda looked at each other, and they were confirming that they were hearing it correctly.

"Yes, I want Iverson."

"You don't seem to have any grudges along the way, and if I'm not wrong, you did it at least thirteen times along the way."

"He and I just took each of us and then completed the task together, that's all. Now that the task has been completed, the kid has been sent here, and I will do my own thing next."

Raman narrowed his eyes: "How much do you pay?"

"I can pay 100 taels of silver in advance, and then pay 100 taels of silver after the matter is completed."

Raman and Linda were already tempted, but they were obviously not the ones who trusted others so easily, especially when they were cheated once and worked hard, they ended up getting a pile of atonement scrolls like waste paper.

"No, this is the referee. You know better than us. The gloomyness here is. Let us be here and we have to catch the people in the referee. This is simply a suicide act."

Raman shook his head: "The risk of doing this is too great. I think you should ask Gao Ming for another one."

"Wait... three hundred taels of silver." Beral immediately called them: "I can pay you two hundred taels of silver in advance."

"We want to know, what you're doing to catch Iverson."

Raman and Linda were already tempted, but they were afraid that this was a trap.

After all, this is the Inquisition, and it is the most important place in the Holy See, besides the Vatican.

If something happens here, no one can save them.

But this price is indeed very high.

Nowadays, the entire European continent is in a very recession, and one hundred taels are already a big deal.

And many times, what they received in their business was a copy of the bill, for example, this time, they received a copy of the atonement.

They don't want to receive the Atonement Book next time, after all, no one recognizes these Atonement Books now.

Either it is a Wutang banknote, or gold coins and silver. Only these three currencies are currently recognized by people. Moreover, Wutang banknotes are also the most popular at present. In addition to its value preservation, it is also easy to carry because of Wutang banknotes.

"Iverson is the chief referee's confidant, and he is able to get something, which is very important to me."

"Our mission is to capture Iverson, right?"

They were very willing to catch Iverson, after all, Iverson just lost their rewards.

"Yes, you just need to help me catch Iverson."

"We want Wutang banknotes!"

"No problem, this is your deposit."

Beral readily delivered 200 taels of banknotes to Raman.

The two of them immediately counted it. It was indeed two hundred taels of paper money. Although it was a little worn, it was all real money.

A total of two hundred taels, a penny is not enough!

Raman immediately stuffed the bill into his arms: "What do we do next?"

"That's your problem. After catching Iverson, send him to this address."

...

"His Excellency Vilas, I want to ask about my whereabouts. I hope you can tell me truthfully whether she is in the referee."

"Oh? I don't know who you want to ask?"

Vilas has not yet tear off his disguise and has a peaceful look. If anyone who doesn't know he is, he will probably be blinded by his appearance.

"Belesa, your saint."

"She? You actually know Beresa." Veras looked at Bai Chen in surprise.

"Is it a surprise?"

"No, my information says that she has been living in seclusion as an ordinary person for the years she has been hiding, but I didn't expect that she actually knew the prince of Wu Tang."

"Haha...we met under unexpected circumstances, I wonder if she is here now."

"She is indeed here."

Veras touched his white beard: "I can arrange for you to meet, but before that, should we talk about the main business?"

"For me, it's the right thing to do if she's safe or not."

"At present, she is still very safe."

"So did she experience any injustice?"

"Not yet, Your Highness, let's talk about the serious matters. You must have already understood your situation, so I need..."

"Take me to see her. Before I see her, I don't want to talk about anything. After confirming her safety and her unharmed, I will start to talk to you seriously and represent Wu Tang."

Vilas raised his eyebrows: "You represent Wu Tang?"

"Yes, I represent you. I can make any promises on behalf of Wu Tang. In Europe, I have diplomatic rhetoric."

Vilas was surprised in his heart. He originally thought that Bai Chen was just an ordinary prince.

After all, there is a big difference between an ordinary prince and a prince with diplomatic rhetoric.
To be continued...