Eastern mythology system

Chapter 499 The Inquisition Tribunal

"Go away!"

Master Thomas is considered a small leader in the Holy See after all, so he still has a temper.What's more, he is angry now, and his tone is even more aggressive.

The young man was neither afraid nor angry, just smiled and watched Thomas quietly, as if he wanted to see through him.

Thomas finally raised his head and looked at the person seriously.

This young man... seems a bit familiar...

Thomas was taken aback for a moment, and his tone slowed down: "Who are you?"

The young man smiled suddenly, without warning: "It doesn't matter who I am, what matters is that I can help you solve the problems you are encountering now."

Thomas' eyes lit up, but he didn't easily believe the young man's words.

"Who are you? Why are you helping me?"

The young man still didn't answer his question, but just flipped his palm, and a sapphire the size of a fist suddenly appeared in his palm.

Thomas narrowed his eyes, and his heartbeat suddenly accelerated.

Is it...

He couldn't believe that such a good thing would happen to him, but he couldn't help looking forward to it.

Fortunately, the young man didn't make him wait too long.

"This is for you. With this sapphire as a gift, I think it is impossible for the person you entrusted to not speak for you with all their heart."

Happiness came so suddenly that Thomas was dumbfounded and couldn't react at once.

Nonsense, with such a big sapphire, don’t just ask the little fairy to say a good word, even if it’s to get her into bed...

The bishop let out a pee in his heart, stopping his fluttering emotions.

There was a knife on Sezi's head, and he had just made a big somersault on it, and almost lost his life.Things just started to get a little bit, and this old problem happened again!

"Why help me?"

The young man stood up with a smile, reached out his hand, and patted him lightly on the shoulder.

Thomas shrank subconsciously, but still didn't dodge.

"Because I think you are pleasing to the eye."

Abandoning this trivial reason, the young man withdrew his arm, turned around, waved his hand at him without looking back, and then walked out of the restaurant.

There were five or six people standing at a large table not far away. They seemed to be in the same group as the young man, and they also left together.

The bishop froze where he was, until the group of people disappeared outside the door, and then he hurriedly picked up the sapphire left on the table, looked at it carefully, and distinguished the authenticity as if he had suddenly come back to life.

The huge sapphire was so charming and precious, and Thomas was so absorbed in his own heart that he didn't notice the strange gazes from the diners around him at all.

After leaving the restaurant, the God of Darkness who had been silent all this time said, "If I'm not mistaken, you just used a one-way sound barrier? But what you said to that bearded man just now seems to have nothing to say. It’s a human secret, is it necessary?”

Anthony smiled, relaxed.

"You don't understand. Sometimes, what matters is not what you say, but who you are talking to."

The God of Darkness froze slightly, and had to admit that he really didn't understand what Anthony was talking about.

Anthony did not continue on this topic, stretched himself very rarely, and said:

"Okay, the matter is finally over, we should go back. If you don't leave, the adults of the Holy Empire and the Holy See will be worried and nervous, and they don't know what they will do."

Yalena smiled sweetly, and asked happily: "Really? Can you go back at last?"

The thief York complained: "Don't talk about their high-level executives. If it was me, I would have gone crazy long ago. If you are the enemy of the boss, your life will be shortened for a few years. Hey, wait..."

He turned his head to look at the restaurant, then turned to look at Anthony, his eyes widened.

"Boss, the third thing you mentioned has been completed? Then what about meeting a new friend, shouldn't it be that down-and-out bearded man?"

"Smart." Anthony praised casually.

"But why..." York asked weakly, not at all happy to be praised for being smart.

Just because he had no idea what Anthony was doing.

Of course, as he had expected, there was still no answer to the question this time.

……

In the restaurant, Thomas held on to the sapphire tightly, his face was full of joy, and he was not as depressed as before.

According to his rich experience in appraising and testing magic crystals for more than ten years, Thomas can be sure that the sapphire in his hand is genuine.

If it's fake, it's priceless!
Although magic crystals and gemstones are not exactly the same, they always have something in common.Thomas believed that he would never be wrong.

"Man, check out!"

Thomas exclaimed loudly, in a good mood.

He was thinking in his mind whether to send the sapphire up directly, or sell the treasure and exchange it for a lesser gift, which would save a lot of money.

This will not only make up for the previous losses, but also make a small profit.

The only strange thing is who the young man is.Why is the shot so generous and generous, and it still helps yourself unconditionally.

But...whatever, that's not the point anyway.

The bishop thought happily, seeing that the buddy hadn't come yet, he couldn't help feeling a little impatient.

"Dude, where are they all dead!"

Suddenly, a gloomy voice pierced into his ears, like a poisonous snake, making him feel chills in his heart.

"I don't know where the guys here are going to die, but I'm pretty sure, Mr. Thomas, you are not far from death."

Thomas suddenly turned his head, and saw two men in black standing quietly behind him like cheetahs, staring at him with cold eyes.

"Who are you?"

The two men in black did not report their families openly and aboveboard like the young people just now.

"We are members of the Inquisition Tribunal. Lord Thomas should go back with us obediently, and tell us about your relationship with that Anthony."

"The Inquisition?"

Hearing this name, Thomas immediately turned pale, sweat dripped from his head, his legs were weak, and he almost sat down on the ground.

Didn't he just sleep with the mistress of a great nobleman, or someone who was on the verge of being abandoned.It's not a big incident that hurts the sky and reason. It takes such a big battle to find the Inquisition Tribunal to arrest him?

Hey, wait a minute, what did he just say?Anthony?Which Anthony?
Suddenly, Master Thomas's mind flashed like lightning, and the name Anthony was associated with the sunny and handsome face of that generous young man just now.

The bishop finally understood why he felt the young man looked familiar.

The Bishop finally understood why the Inquisition Tribunal was alarmed.

but……

"I've been wronged! I don't even know that Anthony..."

(End of this chapter)