You are all my wings...

Of course, this is also why I didn't use the same drastic measures as I did last time to provoke Tumoria. Not only did I use sarcastic words that hit the nail on the head, but I also tried to interfere, deceive, and make petty moves.

After all, Tumoria was only at the sixth level of the strong realm. Although she was very strong, even if I couldn't win in a head-on fight, I would most likely not get injured.

Now that it has been upgraded, its capabilities have greatly increased, and its light properties are already quite formidable, making it truly formidable.

But when it comes to something beyond the legendary, he won't play with fire unless absolutely necessary.

When using provocation tactics, you have to make sure you don't go too far and make the other person angry.

"Thank you for your praise, Your Excellency. I am deeply grateful. In fact, just being able to look up at Your Excellency's splendor and magnificence from the foot of the mountain makes my life complete."

This was, of course, Lyon's flattery.

However, his skills were already so refined that even with such fake lines, he still spoke them very sincerely, as if he were really in a state of shock.

"However, having hope means you have the potential, but you still need to walk the right path that aligns with your own talents in order to go further. Otherwise, you are just wasting your potential, and your future will always be limited. What you are doing now is clearly going against the right path."

Molly Pei's comments were quiet.

Lyon's heart skipped a beat. Was the main event about to begin?

"I humbly request Your Excellency to enlighten me. In what ways have I deviated from the righteous path?"

He still had that impeccably respectful face.

"First, you are clearly very talented, so why do you refuse to control your desires and keep coming around to many women? Just now I saw many beautiful young women around you."

Morrie's voice softened, and she looked like she was doing it for your own good.

Lyon was puzzled, but he continued to listen.

"Secondly, since you are Birelita's advisor, she will surely succeed me in this position in the future. You also need to prepare for becoming the High Priestess in the future, carefully cultivate yourself, study magic, and master the doctrines of the gods, so that when Birelita ascends the throne, you will not be able to fulfill this role. Wouldn't that be terrible?"

Moripert was still talking, seemingly treating Leon as a trusted confidant of Breletita without any problems:

"Third, I heard that this cleanup plan was proposed by you? Although the plan is good, it has some flaws. Have you considered them?"

At this point, Morrie finally paused.

Lyon respectfully continued:

"Please enlighten me, Your Excellency."

He had no intention of using his wits on Moriarty; he just wanted to get out of the car as soon as possible, so he had a bored look on his face that said, "Don't test me anymore."

After all, no one knew what she was testing.

This woman is very difficult to deal with.

Morrie was also surprised that Leon didn't seem inclined to make a move, and her usually mild voice softened slightly:

"Do you know why, despite our overwhelming strength, we have never launched a further purge and have allowed them to grow stronger?"

Lyon felt a slight stirring in his heart; this was indeed a mystery.

Although, from Berylita's perspective, the school's headquarters is not easy to find, since they move around frequently.

Everything leaves a trace. If Moripert, acting as Pope, were to issue the order, the manpower and resources she would mobilize would far exceed those of Britta. Finding them would only be a matter of time.

In other words, it is very difficult for the school to eradicate Britta.

But for Morrie, although it was difficult, it wasn't a big deal.

"Because they're useful?"

Lyon tentatively asked if the so-called usefulness was related to the authority of life, the theory of immortality, and the mysteries that the alchemy of life could reach.

Moripert nodded slightly: "That's one thing, and then what?"

"Is it related to the slave industry?"

Lyon asked again.

Although he didn't want to show it, these things seemed to have nothing to do with seducing... no, with getting along with Birelita, and he didn't want to keep saying "please advise" and then get rudely received by Moripe, so saying something appropriate shouldn't be a problem.

When she heard the words "slave industry," Morley's gaze toward Leon changed slightly.

Lyon sensed that it was a gaze that held more importance than before.

"You are indeed talented."

Morrie sighed softly, and then said:

"However, why is it that someone as talented as you has absolutely no clue about this so-called slander against you?"

Chapter 351 Lyon: Your indulgence over the years has created numerous evils!

Why wait until I'm left like this?

However, the attack wasn't particularly fierce, Lyon said:

"Your Excellency is too kind. I only have some understanding of the world situation, but this matter of slander is truly a complex and unpredictable matter of human nature."

"Is that so? You're quite stubborn. Tumoria, Brierita, come here and tell me."

Moriper called out softly.

Lyon was taken aback. They were doing this before the big battle?

A moment later, Berylita and Tumoria stepped into the carriage one after the other.

The carriage was quite spacious. Two saintesses sat opposite Lyon, one on each side. One had a delicate and elegant face, while the other had a neutral yet gentle face. They both looked slightly bewildered as they gazed at Lyon.

It seems the two women have no idea what tricks Moripert is up to.

Both faces looked incredibly delicious; if the setting weren't different, Leon would definitely have taken a bite out of them.

But all he can say now is, "Good guy, good guy!"

Not only here, but the women outside the car also began to pay attention to what was happening inside.

After all, it was quite suspicious to have three women and one man gathered in a carriage that was almost completely closed off and whose interior was not visible.

If it weren't for the fact that the Holy Maiden of the Vatican is known for her purity, almost anyone with a wild imagination would suspect that this was some kind of lewd four-person gathering.

Maggie and Elizabeth had already quietly moved a short distance away, listening intently.

Even Mshifisu noticed something was wrong, stopped what he was doing, and looked over.

"Tu Moliya, you go first."

Inside the car, Moripert naturally noticed the commotion outside and secretly shook her head. It seemed that Leon Belon had quite a few romantic entanglements. Almost all the women in the entire group were revolving around him. She wondered how these women could be so blind as to like such a philandering man.

Judging from the results, it seems that Ang here is not as well-informed as she was in the intelligence reports.

Of course, it's also possible that they genuinely have something to hide and don't want to give themselves away.

Tu Moliya felt a chill run down her spine. What was she about to say?

Actually, she was also confused about being approached. She had originally been looking forward to watching Leon being interrogated by the Great Saintess, but now it was her turn.

She braced herself and asked, "May I ask what Your Highness, the Great Saintess, wishes to say?"

Moripe smiled slightly: "Just say it casually. You and Brierita have always been at odds. Why did you decide to fight alongside her this time to wipe out the Holy Blood School? What's the reason?"

Upon hearing this, Tu Moli glanced at Lyon out of the corner of her eye.

Lyon is drunk. Why is Tumoria suddenly acting so cunningly?

Given her previous acting skills, she shouldn't have given herself away at this point, right?

Or perhaps she lacks self-awareness, and Morley actually suspects her more?

"There wasn't any clear reason, but I suddenly realized that simply proclaiming miracles within the Vatican is far from enough to spread the gospel of God and convince the masses. Since Britta invited me, I might as well come along. Also, Your Excellency, Britta and I are just discussing matters, not personal matters; we actually have a very good relationship."

Tu Moli smiled gently, revealing a serene expression, and spoke softly and slowly.

Among the nine holy maidens, she is bold and unrestrained, but she maintains a consistent style whether dealing with outsiders or superiors.

"Is that so? Then why did you glance at Burelita's advisor the moment I asked the question? Did your advisor not give you this advice, but Burelita's advisor persuaded you?"

Moripe asked casually.

Tumoria was taken aback. She vaguely understood that the Great Saintess probably thought that she and Leon were the ones in a relationship.

I'm innocent! This is clearly Britta and him, it has nothing to do with me!

“Your Excellency, I was simply curious as to why he was here.”

Tumoria had no choice but to answer in this way.

"Breita, who was the one who orchestrated this cleanup operation?"

Moriper remained noncommittal, turning her gaze to Britta.

Birelita also had a vague feeling that Tumoria had become her scapegoat.

But why?

Where did this misunderstanding originate?

However, this misunderstanding shouldn't be allowed to become a reality, because while she might be able to escape unscathed, Leon is still the central figure. If he were to be found to have problems, given Moripert's authority, it's hard to imagine what kind of situation he would end up in.

Moreover, if something really went wrong, she felt that she and Leon should die together, and she had no intention of letting others suffer the consequences.

"It was me, it was my claim."

Berylita said calmly:

"Of course, as my advisor, Lyon naturally offered many suggestions, and I also believe that this matter is imperative and it is time to eliminate the lingering problems."

Morrie seemed thoughtful, then said:

"You think it needs to be cleaned up?"

Berylita nodded firmly: "Yes."

Leon observed her expression and pondered silently.

Suddenly, a thought crossed his mind: Did Moripert still think this cleanup operation was unnecessary?

With this in mind, Lyon had a way to deflect the conflict, and he spoke:

"Your Excellency the Great Saintess just mentioned that the Holy Blood School is useful, which means that the fact that the school was not completely eradicated was also Your Excellency the Great Saintess's doing?"

Morrie narrowed her eyes:

What do you want to say?

As her voice fell to the ground, an invisible pressure was released.

This oppressive aura is righteous and just, imbued with justice and fairness. It is upright, magnificent, and irresistible, and is clearly related to the principal authority of the goddess Astalia.

In terms of sheer pressure, it surpasses even Turlongye.

Moripert is nearly two hundred years younger than Turlon.

Indeed, the difference in strength between having divine protection and not having it is quite significant.

Lyon once again clearly realized that the primary power of humanity was the Papacy, not the royal family.

Even without divine miracles, the sheer number of high-ranking individuals within the Papacy is enough to surpass that of the royal family.

If it weren't for the rise of various female protagonists later on, there really wouldn't have been any royal family involvement.

Lyon withstood the pressure and smiled:

"Excuse me for asking, but Your Excellency the Holy Maiden, you were only promoted to Legend and granted the title of Acting Pope a few years after the divine punishment more than thirty years ago, weren't you?"

"Yes, why?"

Moripert was puzzled. Why was Leon, who had been so low-key just moments before, suddenly showing his brilliance?

However, she didn't dislike this. Compared to the low-key Leon, she naturally hoped that this strategist under Britta would be a sharp and decisive person, rather than someone who just coasted along like an old hand.

"If that's the case, then perhaps Your Highness was too focused on cultivation at the time and didn't have a bad impression of the school's reputation, so you overlooked the evils the school had committed over the years, and were unaware of the extent of their evil and sins! Forgive my bluntness, but Your Highness's indulgence over the years has created many evils, which will hinder Your Highness from becoming a demigod in the future!"

Lyon's voice became stern.

Berylita and Tumoria were stunned for a moment.

They knew Leon was brave and daring, but not to this extent, right?

For some reason, seeing Leon reprimanding the Great Saintess with such righteous indignation, Britta's heart pounded and her eyes gleamed with a strange light.