Chapter 444: Agree after death

The Temple of Olympus is definitely magnificent. It is the most magnificent palace in the human world. Even several empire kingdoms cannot be compared with it, which shows the appeal of religion.

The problem is that the Pope did not receive him in the main hall, but in the inner hall of a very private nature. Of course, Caesar's trip was not official, and few people knew about it.

When he arrived at the door, Kalinina turned against the naughty little girl on the road and became holy and solemn, very respectful and worshipful. Caesar himself did not believe in God, but did not interfere with other people's freedom of faith and expressed respect.

There was a person in the room, which Caesar could feel, but it was just that. A person, such a simple and fulfilling concept, but it seemed a bit lacking for a master in a field.

There is no doubt that this is an ordinary room. Compared with the gorgeous palaces around it, it is nothing, and it does not have any sacred attributes. The extraordinary ones are the people inside.

"Your Highness, please come in, Nina, you go out and let them prepare."

"Yes, Your Majesty."

Caesar stepped into the house, which was a mysterious feeling. The moment he stepped into the house, it seemed as if he had broken through time and space. He met the Pope, one of Maya's top power lords.

The house was simple and simple, and it was strange for a moment. There was an old man in front of Caesar, who said that the old man was a little complimented, dressed in white and wrinkles on his face. Fortunately, his complexion was pretty good, otherwise he would be like an ordinary old man.

"Your Highness, please sit down, cough cough."

The pope couldn't help but coughed a few times. Caesar sat down naturally and had no choice. There was only a wooden chair here, and the pope rarely showed up. Since the War of the God Moon, it seems that the handling of academic affairs was handled by the Saint and the Templar.

The speculation about the pope is even more strange, and some even suspect that the pope is actually a woman. Of course, these rumors are self-defeating now, and Caesar never cared about these gossips.

The Pope's cough did not seem to be pretending, and it was unnecessary. Caesar subconsciously wanted to try his angel wings, but instead smiled. The Pope is Maya's strongest angel magician. Isn't he showing off his skills?

It seemed as if I understood what Caesar was thinking, "Are you a little disappointed? The Pope is not a powerful and powerful person in the field, but a bad old man who is in his twilight years."

There were two people in the room, one was the Pope, the highest ruler of the largest holy god Moon Sect, and an old man. An ordinary old man, the magician sword saints, who wanted to hide their strength, could not hide the momentum in their bones, but the Pope could.

Another, a young man, the prince of the Kingdom of Cagliari. Similarly, an ordinary young man, except for being handsome, could not tell anything special.

But these two people can turn their hands into clouds and turn their hands into rain in Maya, but the two people who met for the first time were chatting.

"fine. "

A peaceful smile appeared on the Pope's face. Fortunately, no one dared to say this in front of him for many years.

"Do you believe in God?"

The pope asked suddenly, asking for some clues, but Caesar shook his head in front of Maya's greatest theocratic master.

"Haha. Actually, I don't believe it either."

silence……

Caesar was pretty good, and there were few things that could surprise him, but after seeing the Pope for a while, several things had already surprised him.

The world is so great that there are countless strange people. Obviously, the Pope is one of them.

The greatest divine lord said that he did not believe in God, and if this was spread, it would definitely be... no one believed it.

"I'm very strong." The Pope said with his eyes looking at his hands in a cloudy way. It seemed to be talking to himself and to Caesar.

Caesar nodded. He had no doubt about this. The Pope was one of only a few super strong men he had ever seen.

"But I will die too. And it won't be too long."

Caesar didn't say anything. The Pope took the initiative to come to him this time, so there must be something important. Moreover, it is probably a private matter that he was talking about so many "rebellious" words from the beginning, which further illustrates the outrageous things that followed.

The pope paused and looked at Caesar again, "There was once a peasant's son who was determined to become a magician. After a little hardship, he became, an amazing magician, but he was not satisfied with being a magician, but he was just a peasant's son, so with the Divine Moon Sect and with the Pope today, he thought he had mastered his destiny, but one day he found that everything was just a joke of fate, and it was time for him to repay it soon.

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"Dear Pope, the Sea tribe does not have much advantage." Caesar couldn't help but say.

The pope showed a disdainful expression on his lips, "It would be great if it were those brainless shrimp soldiers and crab generals. Unfortunately, it wasn't. I asked you to come this time. One of the things is that I won't be there for the martial arts competition with the sea clan."

As the Pope, it can be said that it is a beacon in the minds of countless believers who are not going to be present in such an important occasion. Caesar was also very curious, but he did not ask.

"If you don't talk about it at this time, sooner or later, you will know that you are also a part of your destiny."

"What is fate?"

"If I knew, I wouldn't be a pope. How old do you think I am?" The pope nagged like an ordinary person, and even if someone saw it, he would think it was an illusion.

The Pope looks really old enough, but no one knows the Pope's true identity and age. Anyway, the God Moon Cult rose rapidly and fiercely, and then the God Moon War became the largest Mayan sect, which of course represents the justice side.

"More than one hundred?"

Even if the Pope said that he was two hundred years old, Caesar would not be too surprised. After all, there is nothing impossible for a strong man in this state.

The pope's expression was a little self-deprecating, "Forty-six."

Caesar didn't know what to say,...forty-six...

"Although forty-six, people are old and their hearts are old. Caesar, how about we make a deal?"

"Listen attentively!"

"Karinina is my only daughter. I want you to guarantee the existence of the Divine Moon Cult and to ensure that she becomes the female pope of the Divine Moon Cult!"

The Pope's words were a bit inexplicable. It was even a bit absurd. Caesar felt that there was no need to refute anything, but vaguely, something had happened.

"Why is it me? In fact, the Ottoman Empire has more dominance."

"Because she is closer to you, and I am optimistic about you too!"

"Can. "

The two looked at each other for a while before the Pope slowly leaned on the chair, "Very good. As for my return, I will prove it with time.

"The Pope smiled self-deprecatingly, "It's worth it to be cannon fodder like this. These things will be buried in your heart forever. Kalinina knows nothing."

Caesar knew that the Pope had hidden a lot of things, and he might know a lot of things, but he couldn't say it out. Even in his position, there were some uncontrollable things.

He couldn't ask either. At least it was beneficial to him no matter how you looked at it, but Caesar vaguely remembered a person or a monster.

The Undead Monarch - Westdrew!

The content of the secret talks between Caesar and the Pope will be sealed forever by time. No one except the parties involved will know. The Pope has no guarantee of Caesar, as if everything is controlled by some kind of force.

Only Kalinina knew that Caesar had a brief conversation with the Pope. Then Caesar came out and Caesar said nothing.

The Pope saw that his purpose had been accomplished, and the Pope agreed to his purpose, but he needed rest today.

Both the strong men at that time, Caesar had what others envied. Neither the Pope nor Osalotti had the youth and vitality of Caesar. The tenacious vitality was envied by these strong men. A promise was reached between them, but this agreement began after the Pope's death, as if the Pope had predicted his own time and way of death.

Sometimes the course of history is decided by a few people talking in private.

In the room, Cao was still eating constantly. After seeing Caesar, he grinned, "These people really enjoyed so many delicious snacks, but unfortunately Didi didn't come. I have to bring some when I go back to the place."

A maid next to him trembled a little when she heard Kao's "point". Unexpectedly, Kao's belly scared her little sister. Seeing Caesar coming, the maid respectfully retreated.

Compared to the simple place of the Pope, the place they live is extremely luxurious.

Originally, it was just a preparation for the VIPs. The agreement just now did not bother Caesar too much. According to Yisha's evaluation, Caesar is a very simple person in some aspects, but he can make the most correct attitude just right.

Mida Braso sat alone in the corner with his eyes closed and without saying a word. Kao chewed the dried fruit and said, "Boss, Mida hasn't spoken yet."

Caesar sat relaxed and ate a few fleshs. It was indeed delicious. In Olympus, you could eat tribute from all over the world. This is the advantage of the God Church.

"Mida, how do you think I am?"

Midabraso opened his eyes, "Strong, very strong!"

"I know what I think every time I fail?"

Midabraso shook his head, a little surprised by what Caesar said "every time".

"To be honest, that feeling was very unhappy and even a little helpless, so I decided to try to fail as little as possible in the future and know how not to fail?"

Midabraso shook his head.

"Just fail a few more times."

Midabraso is a bit terrible.

"Yugal did what I wanted to do, and I also want to thank him. You can play in this martial arts competition, but your opponent will not be the Sea Dragon King, unless... he takes the initiative to invite you to fight."

Midabraso's hand was tightly held, contradictory, and extremely contradictory, which was difficult to explain, but Caesar's words made him understand.

"Do you know, why do you want to fight Carraso so much?"

"revenge!"

"I'm wrong, because you're scared!"

"Fear?"

"Yes, your progress is very fast, but you know that you are no match for him at all. Carraso is like a mountain pressing against you, so if you want to fight him as soon as possible, death is also a kind of relief. At that time, you don't have to think about anything and bear anything. This is an escape. If it's just this level, I'm really worth it for the Sword Saint of Raikunin!"

A hot light burst out from Midabraso's eyes. But his heart was cold. He worked hard every day, as if there was always a shadow pressing him. Yes, it was Carraso. Deep in his heart, he was a little timid.

Who is the Sea Dragon King Carraso? He is the number one master of the sea clan and an invincible figure in the world. His master tried his best but only caused him a little injury. How could he defeat the other party?

Time?Young?

The sea dragon clan has a longer lifespan than that of humans, and as they grow older, their strength also increases, with a peak period far exceeding that of humans.

After a long time, Midabraso calmed down, "What should I do?"

"Ask yourself!"

Midabraso stopped talking, but his whole body became a little different.

Kao laughed. "Boss, you can't tell that your eloquence is so good, hehe."

Caesar looked at Cao who was stuffed with his mouth and was also a little envious. Not everyone could be as happy as him.

"I will have a battle with the pope tomorrow. Do you want to see it?"

"think!"

The answer was two people.

Temple of Olympus. Caesar looked at the night sky, standing here as if he was very close to the divine moon. The moonlight was so gentle, as if he was gently stroking him. Sometimes Caesar really doubted whether he had some contact with him.

In fact, he is another Mida Brasso, who defeated all the opposition in one go and lived a happy life with Alina. But is this possible?

It's impossible!

So he had to persevere, but fortunately he was getting closer and closer to his goal.

"Second brother, is the sky here very beautiful?" Karinina stood beside Caesar in a pretty face, still naked. It was crystal clear.

"It's really beautiful. I hope I can watch it with her one day."

And in the distant Ottoman Empire, there was also a young prince looking at the stars.

This is a palace in the suburbs of the royal city. His Royal Highness likes to come here recently. The reason why the palace is built here is because there are hot springs here, which are relatively rare in the Ottoman Empire. The nobles all enjoy this, and the hot springs are water-slide and the grease-washing.

However, it was directly occupied by the empire's greatest power.

The entire bathhouse was made of white jade. Ottoman was lying comfortably inside, and two pretty beauties were massaged by him. Ottoman closed his eyes slightly, as if he was asleep.

This is the fifth day, and the footsteps are heard. It is a moving woman, with a wild body, pure eyes, and a seductive smile. She is definitely a beauty.

There are more or less rumors in the royal city.

The woman slowly approached Ottoman and waved her two maids back, "Your Highness, are you happy these days?"

Ottoman squinted his eyes and nodded, "No, I didn't expect this to be so fun, I ignored it before."

The woman covered her mouth and smiled, "Your Highness the Prince cares about the world, so she naturally doesn't care about these enjoyable things, but proper relaxation is still needed."

The woman's white and slender hands gently massaged Caesar. Obviously, her skills were very exquisite and she was well versed in the human acupoints. Ottoman also breathed comfortably.

Such a pair of hands, killing people... should be beautiful too.

These killers are really cautious. They cooperated so much, but they still wasted five days of his time. This woman is really good and makes him enjoy it. It is a pity to kill her, but she should be very excited.

Ottoman had a gentle smile on his face, and the woman was quite moved, but if she knew what the man was thinking, she would not know what she felt.

She used all her skills to make the prince fascinated him. As the information said, the prince was very conceited and a little arrogant. Captain Kassa persuaded him and scolded him. When the men were enjoying themselves, they didn't want other men to watch from the side. Ottoman was no exception. Today is five days, and the guards are all outside the garden. The nearest land is 100 meters. Of course, the outside is very cautious, but inside...
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