When Vasco entered Father Stella's church again, Father Stella was hanging his colorful underwear in the courtyard.

Under the old guy's black priest's robe, it was indeed so colorful... Vasco shook his head suddenly, putting aside this weird distracting thought.

"The guy with the split head didn't come?" Seeing that Father Stella was still hanging his underwear with no intention of stopping, Vasco couldn't help but ask after all.

The church was unusually calm, as if nothing had happened... but Vasco clearly felt a powerful fluctuation of power, which was clearly the fluctuation of holy power, and it was obviously not Stella's holy power.

Speaking of which, Vasco still felt strange in his heart that Stella was clearly called a blasphemer by the descending angel, but he could still use that powerful holy power.

"Central split head?" The priest stopped, lost in memories, and then showed a look of sadness, "They are all dead."

Vasco opened his mouth, obviously not believing it.

"All dead?" Vasco suddenly sneered, "Where are the corpses? I can't even see any corpses. Could it be that you fed them to cats?"

"How do you know?" Father Stella was shocked, and then said angrily: "Vasco, I think you are a good brother, but it turns out that you have always had the habit of peeking at me? Come on, we used to be together in the training camp.

What on earth were you doing behind my back when you were taking a shower!?"

The priest was shocked and angry at the moment, and even trembled with anger, not to mention how wronged he felt.

Vasco could only stare at the other party... Now, even he couldn't determine whether Stella's mental state was good or bad, and whether what she said was true or false.

But if the Holy Knights and priests of the Holy Church were lost here, Vasco would never believe it... No matter what, this place should not be so peaceful.

How long did it take before he took away the Paladin candidates and came back again after settling them?

Shaking his head, Vasco had no choice but to walk directly into the church... The team of the Holy Church may not have fully arrived yet. The powerful explosion of holy power just now may be from the vanguard of the Holy Church, but they were disrupted by Stella.

The punch was just knocked back.

The large army should arrive soon... Vasco thought so, so he planned to stay and wait.

The most important thing is that he calculated over and over again. At this time, he seemed to be the only one left in the Holy Church who could still speak well to Father Stella who was in a semi-mad state.

"Hey! Vasco, I have a black and white film of Sisters of the Moon that I have collected for forty-three years. Do you want to come and watch it together?!"

Well, even he can hardly speak properly... Vasco closed the door of the room with a bang, and then picked up the satellite phone.

"It's me...it seems that the church's big team hasn't arrived yet...in short, I didn't see them."

"The leader of the team this time is the Angel of Hamale. It is the arrival of the three angels... Maybe something happened on the way. After all, this time we are passing through the [Inhuman Realm]... Well, where are you from Stella?

Please give some good advice and try your best to prevent him from colliding with Hamale..."

"Pope, if Stella becomes a blasphemer, what do you want me to do?" Vasco asked in a deep voice at this time.

There was no response from the other end of the phone for a long time.

In response, the Pope just said softly: "Act according to your own will... Vasco, believing in yourself means believing in your faith."

"You're an old guy who's about to die. If you say it, you haven't said it yet!"

The furious veteran paladin hung up the phone immediately... Vasco took a deep breath and simply sat cross-legged on the ground to meditate to regain his strength. His holy power had undergone a metamorphosis since it was suppressed by the mysterious young man. Until now,

They haven't fully recovered yet.

…

holy city.

"It's true, I don't give you any face at all."

In the Pope's secret chamber, when the personal phone was disconnected, the old Pope couldn't help but shake his head and reveal a wry smile.

But after the wry smile, there is melancholy... Among the huge Holy Church, Vasco is probably the only one who can be like me now, and can say a few words without taboo, right?

Ever since Stella left the Mighty Prison.

The look of nostalgia on the old man's face became more and more intense... The memory had already returned to his distant childhood, when he was just an inconspicuous shepherd boy in the village, and Vasco was the son of a groom.

As for Stella, he is the foolish son of a landlord.

The memory was very short... After that, the nostalgic look on the Pope's face disappeared in an instant, replaced by solemnity, confusion... and even fear.

At this time, five palm-sized angel statues were placed on the desk in front of the Pope, and without exception, these five statues were all decapitated at this moment.

They... are supposed to be statues with heads. Each statue represents the situation of the angels who descended this time.

The beheading of the angel statue means...

"How could this happen... None of the troops dispatched this time have been contacted. Vasco also said that they did not see the appearance of large troops, but the statue..."

An ominous premonition was spreading in the heart of the old pope... After a long time, the pope seemed to have made some decision, and he resolutely reached out and turned the carvings on the handle of the chair.

There was only a click, and the wall behind the seat in the secret room where he was was slowly opened... It seemed that something suddenly appeared from the crack in the wall that had been opened a little.

The Pope took a sharp breath and was shocked. He pressed his hands on the statue of the handle and turned it back in the opposite direction.

The wall... slowly closed again.

At this time, the Pope seemed to have exhausted all his strength and had slumped down on the chair, his face pale and dripping with cold sweat.

The sound, a vague sound, seemed to come from behind the Pope...

"You will find me...you will still find me...I know...you will still find me..."

The Pope stood up at once and hurriedly walked out of the large secret room without looking back.

…

…

"...Today's lesson probably ends here."

In class, Teacher Pulin packed up her lesson plans as usual, but the bell did not ring. This was not in line with Teacher Pulin's usual style.

Everyone knows that Teacher Pulin has the habit of [lecturing for a few more minutes] after class.

So, in a large classroom, dozens of pairs of eyes fell on Teacher Pulin. Teacher Pulin smiled slightly and said slowly: "In addition, this will be what I teach you.

Last class."

The classroom was suddenly filled with discussions and expressions of surprise.

Teacher Pulin pressed the button and said, "Due to some personal reasons, I have resigned from the hospital. But you can rest assured that after I leave, the deputy dean will temporarily take over my courses. After the start of the next semester,

A new teacher should take office soon, and your studies will not be affected...or it will be easier for you to get credits from the new teacher."

Laugh... naturally no student can laugh.

Although Teacher Pulin's credits are difficult to obtain, Teacher Pulin also has as much knowledge as those old professors, so his popularity in the college can be ranked among the top ten.

Although he is not particularly handsome, he is extremely good-looking. He always wears white shirts, black trousers and gloves, always has round eyes and long braids, and has a harmless temperament, which attracts a large group of carnivores in the academy.

Welcome to bold girls.

One student stood up and asked a question. She was a girl.

But Teacher Pu Lin obviously had no intention of letting the students ask questions. After bowing deeply, he took the things and left the classroom quickly. Several brave girls quickly chased him out, but Pu Lin could no longer be seen in the corridor.

Teacher Lin is nowhere to be seen.

…

【Butterfly Club】.

You can be considered a regular visitor... Except for Claudia, who has started a new life, Teacher Pulin is probably the one who has come to [Butterfly Club] the most since it opened.

However, in the past few times, only Boss Luo was left in [Butterfly Club], but this time the maid was obviously there.

Teacher Pulin, who still had an impression of this female student from a week or two ago, said apologetically: "What's your name?"

"Youye." The maid said with a smile.

"Are you very happy?" Teacher Pulin turned around and looked at Boss Luo, then laughed at himself and said, "I have lived for more than thirty years, and only now do I realize that I am still alone."

Boss Luo asked casually, "When will the teacher officially leave?"

"In the next few days." Teacher Pulin thought for a while and said: "There are still some things, I plan to leave after finishing them... I probably won't come back to this place again. I have never stayed in the same place twice.

Habit...probably."

"So..." Boss Luo said thoughtfully: "If we and you, teacher, can still meet, it will probably be somewhere else, right?"

"Isn't there a phone?" Teacher Pulin said funnyly: "Although I don't use the phone very much, there is still a phone number, and I also check the emails. If it were you, I would still remember it, and occasionally

Check your mailbox."

With that said, Teacher Pulin asked for a note and wrote down an email address.

The maid took the initiative to put away the note, and then poured a cup of tea for Teacher Pulin, and also picked up one, two, three, or four plates of snacks.

It's quite rich, because of the sentence [very happy?].

Boss Luo thought for a moment and said, "I haven't finished reading your fairy tale book yet."

"I'll give it to you. After all, I've disturbed you so many times, and every time I come back empty-handed..." Teacher Pulin smiled and said, "It shouldn't be anything valuable, but when I travel, I pick it up from

I bought it from a farmer, saying it was an original manuscript, but I guess they deceived me and wanted to sell it for more money."

"It's the original manuscript." Boss Luo said without hesitation: "And it's quite valuable... To me, every page of the story is like a beautiful story being told in my ears."

Teacher Pulin was startled, then shook his head and said with a smile: "I am just a lazy guy in his thirties who is still single. Doesn't it do nothing to try to impress me like this?"
To be continued...