My Summons Are Weird

All of the four major kingdoms were directly or indirectly born in the plague of infestation six hundred years ago. When the magicians of later generations mentioned the plague of the infestation, they often praised the time of the disaster and the disaster after the disaster without hesitation. Mela.

It was a glorious era in which the major races of the Mela Continent united unprecedentedly, contributing what they had learned, integrating with each other, developing each other, and making concerted efforts in order to defeat the disaster; The age of races to the rescue; it was a time when stereotypes were abandoned and all races fought **** battles for the same goal.

Lulu kept sighing when she mentioned this era, because it was a beauty that could never be returned and only existed in memories.

Lu Yu didn't know whether to say "the world's general trend will be divided for a long time, and if it is divided for a long time, it will be united", or whether to say "conservation and isolation are the mainstream of this era, and freedom and cooperation are only a short moment."

The beauty left over from the glorious era made people at that time think the future would be better, and the progress brought about by academic collisions made magicians begin to construct all kinds of strange magic.

As you can see from the books of that era, hope is rife between the lines.

The sun was about to set the last touch of warmth on the earth, and the earth was scorching hot. The children stepped on the ground with bare feet, singing and dancing excitedly, but they never saw the sky darken a little bit.

No one remembers how the conflict became sharp, maybe it was the few silver coins that are being calculated in business today, maybe it was the scumbags of every race who did things on other people's territory, or maybe it was the power-obsessed aristocrats who provoked friction to make money. capital…

These trivialities piled up hundreds of years ago have constantly heightened the vigilance among various ethnic groups. Merchants are no longer warm when dealing with each other. Every copper coin is carefully calculated and never accommodating. The routine of knights is no longer friendly, and It's full of prejudice and veiled hostility; people caught up in emotional thinking label people of every race.

Goblins must be treacherous and despicable.

The dragon must be greedy for money and tyrannical.

The elves must be beautiful and sinister.

Sirens, orcs like to eat people.

When these trivial contradictions spiraled upward to the national level, the four major countries inevitably changed their tastes.

The four major nations dominated by human beings all allow all ethnic groups to freely pass through their own territory. This promise once seemed so magnanimous. Under the erosion of time, some small "supplements" gradually appeared after the promise.

These supplements are getting more and more and longer, completely tearing up the tenderness of the glorious era, and making Laurent give up his love.

He's the Pope, and she's the Snake Man.

In the most labelled worldly impressions, snakes are synonymous with sinister viciousness.

Sera talked all the way, and Lu Yu listened all the way. Even when he returned home, his heart still couldn't calm down.

Some contradictions are doomed to be unresolved, because behind the contradictions are entanglements that have lasted for hundreds of thousands of years. There is no right or wrong, and no reason can be found.

Lu Yu, who had promised the Pope, would accompany Sera to visit him from time to time.

Laurent still loves to laugh, and the nun in black always takes care of the group in silence.

On their third trip, they brought Lulu with them. Lulu put on a suit and put on makeup with Sera's help. Apart from her height, Tania might not be able to recognize her when she stood in front of her.

Maybe Lu Yu aroused Laurent's curiosity, maybe he wanted to meet the rumored "Crimson Witch" for a long time. After seeing Lulu, Laurent stared at Lulu's face for a long time.

"Some people say you poisoned the people of Sharman City."

The black-clothed nun's hand trembled slightly while pouring the tea, and the tea splashed onto the table.

Sera, who was leaning against the bed watching the silver maple tree, turned her head.

Lu Yu watched Lulu's expression nervously.

No one expected Laurent to start the meeting with such a sentence.

Lulu was very calm, and she looked at Laurene without fear: "I'm innocent, someone framed me."

After a long time, Laurent withdrew his sharp gaze: "Your eyes were exactly the same as hers back then... I believe in you."

While talking, Laurent suddenly turned his head and asked the nun in black, "Would you like to see it for yourself?"

The black-clothed nun smiled: "If you say like, then you must be right."

As soon as they sang and reconciled, Lu Yu and others felt that the tea in their mouths was sweet... He suddenly had a strange idea, the Pope was looking for them frequently, wouldn't he want to show off their love to others before leaving this world?

Although there is a suspicion of tricking the dog into killing him, but... Lu Yu doesn't hate it.

In order to teach the country not to fall into turmoil, Laurent suppressed his emotions for a lifetime. Before dying, he still couldn't vent out happily. He could only tell everyone in such a secret way... For some reason, Lu Yu felt a little stuck in his heart.

You are vying for the position of the Pope, just because Serra is likely to succeed and send someone to sneak into the mansion regardless of the rules on the surface. Are these potential Pope successors really qualified to sit in that position?

Is this seat really that good?

The nun in black walked to the door and made a "hissing" sound.

The voice Lu Yu was familiar with, it was Snake Xinzi vomiting.

The black-clothed nun walked around the house again, and the sudden release of magic made Lulu and Lu Yu stunned. Lund's room was shrouded, blocking sound and magic penetration.

"Although they would never dare to peep and eavesdrop here, they must be careful in everything." The Pope coughed and sat up straight, "Sera, Lulutis, Lu Yu, I have something I want to ask you all."

Sera wondered: "If it's a matter of the Church, you can entrust the bishop and the high priest. They are still loyal to you. If it's a personal matter, leave it to me. Lulu and Lu Yu are preparing for some special things. , it's not good to run around for you."

"I know they are loyal, but they will never help me fulfill this wish... The reason why I asked you to bring your friends is for insurance... There is a risk in this matter... Cough Cough Cough... Miss Lulutis, Lu Mr. Yu, I'm sorry for concealing the purpose, please forgive me... You should be treated as an old man with a short life, and you will be willful before death... Please help me fulfill this wish. "

Lu Yu and Lulutis were taken aback, they both saw the tears in Laurent's sunken eyes.

"pope…"

Remembering that Laurent would prefer them to call him "Laurende", Lu Yu quickly changed his tune.

"What exactly do you want us to do?"

The nun in black came to Lu Yu and Lulu, gently lifted up her robe, and knelt down.

Sera was really stunned, she vaguely noticed something, and hurriedly stepped forward to help the nun in black.

The black-clothed nun didn't move, she said something that shocked Lu Yu in a beautiful voice.

"He hopes to be cremated after his death... However, it is impossible for the church to allow it. To this day, Laurent has become a symbol of the church. He is buried with a complete body and worshipped by his successor, so that the believers have a place to miss. , let other countries remember Laurent's great achievements, which are all pursued by the teaching nation."

Sera couldn't close his mouth: "You...no...wait a minute, according to the rules, the popes of all dynasties are buried in the silver maple mausoleum, which is the closest place to the God of Glory. Why do you want to cremate it?"

Sera was stunned, she really couldn't understand why Laurent, who was the most devout to the God of Glory, chose to be cremated before dying. According to the outrageous rumors of the Church, the person who was cremated approaching the Silver Maple Holy Tree was for the God of Glory. The blasphemy that Laurent couldn't understand.

Laurent stretched out his hand to the nun in black, and the two held their hands tightly.

"Only then can I accompany her, leave the teaching country, and see the world..."

"Lu Yu, Lulutis, I envy you all very much. Your journey home has opened my eyes to the customs that I have never heard of, the people and things that I have never seen before. There are conquests, such as the battle under the blue water city... Although I I still think that King Cyrel is a normal person and it is difficult for you to win, but this does not prevent me from applauding your courage; there are warmth, such as the Hogu I saw in the Dragon Valley, and the cute little mist demon... It's a pity , you didn't bring her, I also want to meet her naughty; there are also sighs...for example, the goblin king who worked hard to let his clan see the sun."

"I spent my whole life making the teaching country grow stronger, as dazzling as the sun. I did everything I could to the God of Glory... My life belongs to the God of Glory and belongs to the teaching nation..."

"Now, I'm going to die... It's all over... I can't respond to her feelings, I can't repay her love for me, at least I can meet her demands... Let's leave this radiant country together, leave this land that is swept away by me A solid kingdom of God... Feel everything in the world."

The nun in black put her head gently on the icy ground: "I can't do all this alone... After Laurent dies, I will be monitored by the people in the court."

Serra was angry: "What qualifications do they have to spy on you, what are they? When you came to the teaching country, Ronald Reid didn't even have a human form!"

In a rare scene, it was the first time that Lu Yu saw Sera losing control of his emotions.

Lulu whispered, "Ronald Red harassed Sierra."

I get it, old and new grudges are added together.

Lulu looked at Lu Yu, and the meaning in her eyes was obvious - she wanted to help.

Lu Yu looked at Sierra.

"Look at what I do, can I still help you... Cremation, stealing ashes... It's troublesome no matter what you think..." Sera was a little mad.

Lulu looked timidly at Laurent: "The Pope... oh no, Mr. Laurent, cremation can let me come... ow..."

Lulu, who was slapped on the head by Lu Yu, choked back the phrase "I'm good at it".

"I'm honored to have the Crimson Witch take care of me." Laurent read out what Lulu wanted to say, helped to say it, and smiled.

The nun in black who stood up from the side also covered her mouth and snickered, but it was Lulu's reaction after knocking Lulu's head for Lu Yu.

Covering her head, Lulu listened obediently to Lu Yu's muttering, and did not talk back when she was reprimanded.

Lu Yu asked the most important point: "How long can Mr. Laurent support?"

When to die is the crux of the matter.

If the time of Laurent's death is not embarrassing or embarrassing, and they are completely unprepared, then it will be troublesome. It is foreseeable that the nun in black who loves Laurent will definitely do it herself.

"I have survived the severe winter, and I may not survive another... But for the stability of the Church, I will try my best to support the war in the Civita region and the turmoil of the nobles in Caldzon before it falls."

Summer is coming to an end, and the autumn harvest is coming.

"Winter...about half a year."

Regarding the two major events that Laurent highlighted, Lu Yu asked.

"If I guess correctly, this is the beginning of the turmoil between Solon and Caldzon... The wheels of history are rolling, but unfortunately not forward, but backward..."

Lulu thought for a while: "It's good to go backwards, back to the glorious era, there is still such a good thing!"

"But what if it's not back to the glorious era, but back to before the plague of infestation?"

There was silence in the room, and Lu Yu, who was not very familiar with that period of history, instinctively felt that that era was not so wonderful.

"For the future of the teaching country, I will do everything possible to delay aging and take away my life. The God of Glory will definitely satisfy this trivial wish of mine... The rest will be left to you."

Fatigue struck again, Laurent fought with tired eyelids, he yawned, and then waved at Lu Yu, motioning him to come closer.

"Next time you come, please bring the fog demon, Sigrid, and Xu Yi, who overeats with you... I haven't been so lively here for a long time... Tell them, I will prepare gifts for them."

Lu Yu nodded in response, and his heart was inevitably a little sad.

At this moment, Laurent is not the pope who cares about the lofty state of the church, but an old man who knows death, sees through death, and peacefully enjoys the last time.

And his wish is only to hope that his room will be more lively.

The Pope's Tower represents the highest authority of the Church. Countless people look up at it, see the power and power attached to it, and imagine the scene of sitting in it and giving orders. They yearn and they chase.

Laurent, who has been in the position of Pope for more than 80 years, can't see these things, and Lu Yu can't see power and power at this moment. What they see is... cold.

This is a position that must be lonely if you want to do well.

Because it is too bitter and tiring, countless people throughout the ages have chosen the light and light way~www.novelmt.com~ to enjoy the value it brings to themselves.

Only those who regard this position as a job know what this position represents.

Laurent chose a bumpy road, and he walked a lifetime.

Now that his life has entered the countdown, Laurent used his rights to make a personal gain for himself. This symbolic place where he should have summoned the top leaders of the church and met with leaders of other countries will become a venue for him to enjoy the fun of being a human being.

"The God of Glory... Certainly won't blame me..." Laurent closed his eyelids gently and fell asleep in exhaustion.

The nun in black was still guarding by his side.

This has been happening for 80 years, and it is not uncommon daily.