I, Viego, conquer Terra!

Well.......

Viego's expression was subtle.

Compare it with the dignified Longmen Governor Wei Yanwu, and then compare it with the old Lateran musketeer in front of you...

Should we say it is worthy of Lateran?

A young Sakota came over and looked at the old man helplessly and said, "Sir Patriziang, we should continue our duty."

"Haha, okay, okay, I'll be there right away!" The old man waved his hand and looked at Viego: "If you are free, come to my house for tea tonight! I won't be home these few nights!"

After saying that, the old man turned and left.

Viego was left with a dazed look on his face.

What the hell?

Ask me to have tea in the evening, and then you won’t be home at night...?

Viego: ???

dong dong——

There was a knock on the other side of the car window.

Viego turned his head and saw Fiammetta with a helpless look on his face.

She tilted her head and motioned for Viego to get out of the car.

"What did the old man want to see you for?" she asked.

"I don't know... just chatting about family matters?" Viego hesitated for a moment and still didn't mention that the old man asked him to have tea in the evening.

"I'm not at home these few nights, Xiaofei..." an old voice came from the side.

Fiammetta's face turned red, and he looked over with gritted teeth, but he only saw the figure of the musketeer running away quickly: "Sir Patrizione...!"

Two seconds later, she took a deep breath and turned to look at Viego: "Don't worry about him."

She pulled Viego towards the notary office and said, "The Pope wants to see you. Be prepared."

"Pope?" Viego raised an eyebrow and looked at her. "To see me?"

"To meet us... probably to ask about the ruins." Fiammetta curled her lips: "That's not what the Gunners meant. If they want to meet you, they won't go through the Pope. I guess they want to thank you in person."

Then, she patted Viego's shoulder and said, "Don't be nervous, I will accompany you."

"Who is nervous?" Viego glanced at her fingers tightly grasping his sleeves with a half-smile. "Haven't you seen the Pope before?"

"I have met him..." Fiammetta whispered, "I have met him once from a distance, but no matter what, he is the Pope! Now he wants to meet us in person!"

"Don't worry, I won't tell anyone about your embarrassing story." Viego said.

Fiammetta's face froze, and he gritted his teeth and whispered, "I'm not worried about that!"

The two men walked into the notary office. Fiammetta stopped talking and restrained his expression, but his fingers were still tightly holding the corner of Viego's clothes.

Viego looked forward.

Old man Sakta, wearing a long robe, with gray hair and a kind face, stood there.

That is the current Pope of the Lateran.

——Evangelista XI.

"You are Mr. Viego, right?" His Holiness the Pope looked at Viego with a smile. "Thank you for helping the special forces of the notary office and saving the future pillars of Lateran...!"

"Uh..." Viego raised his eyebrows and thought for a moment.

"Can I choose the construction blueprints of the mobile city as my reward?"

His Holiness the Pope: “???”

Chapter 188: Lemiaoan's Goose-like Laugh

"... Lateran doesn't have the method to create a mobile city. Mr. Viego is really humorous, hahahaha!" The Pope smiled very reluctantly and looked at Viego. "You are really joking... right?"

"Indeed." Viego nodded.

He estimated that the manufacturing methods, architectural drawings and the like of the mobile city should all be top-secret documents at the state secret level.

Not to mention that he only saved a special forces team, even if he saved the Pope himself, I'm afraid Lateran would not give him such a thing.

——What's more, it is still unclear whether Rutland himself has this thing.

After all, Lateran is just a mobile city, and the city is the country. Although it is famous, compared with other countries of equal reputation such as Columbia, Victoria, Da Yan, Syracuse, and Lethania, its territory is really not large.

but...

Wasn't the Pope being too polite to him?

"Mr." is also a honorific. Considering his status and position, it shouldn't be...

"I have heard of your name, Mr. Viego." The Pope turned forward and spoke casually as if chatting: "If I am not mistaken... your first appearance after waking up should be around Kazdel, right?"

Oh, so you mistook him for something similar to that staff and thought he was some kind of ancient creature?

Uh...something doesn't seem right.

Judging by the "age" of this body, Viego can indeed be considered "ancient".

"Yes." Viego nodded contentedly, and then asked curiously, "But how did Lateran know?"

"Other countries don't have your intelligence because they can't reach into Kazdel. But when our Lateran cavalry and special forces are active in the area near Kazdel, they will also collect some intelligence along the way."

The Pope smiled and said:

"Many of the rumors mentioned a being with 'white hair and green eyes, surrounded by black mist, and reaping lives like a demon.' You never hide it, so I guess it's hard for you not to know, right?"

"I see." Viego understood.

He knew that there was a history of hostility between Lateran and Kazdel, and several major wars had broken out in the middle. Even now, there were countless displaced Sarkaz raiders who made a living by robbing Lateran caravans.

Lateran would have sent out a notary office team to clear out the looters, so it was normal for them to be wary of Kazdel and collect intelligence.

"From a personal perspective, I hope that Lateran can be on good terms with you. You did save an elite team from the notary office, and Lateran will not be stingy with his reward." The Pope was very calm, and smiled slightly, saying:

"You can ask for anything you want. You can also go a little overboard - of course, Lateran doesn't have the method of building a mobile city."

"What do you want?" Viego stroked his chin. "You want Lateran's friendship, okay?"

The Pope was stunned and almost tore off a few of his beards: "Is it that simple?"

He was mentally prepared to pay something valuable in exchange for the opportunity to make friends with Viego.

Who would have thought that this person would actually take the initiative to ask for friendship with Lateran?

Both directions went to belong to yes.

but...

Free things are sometimes the most expensive.

I wonder what this gentleman wants to do?

"That's enough." Viego said, "I only saved a few people, and I got the reward I deserved. If you really want to thank me, just give me a few hundred million yuan of Originium."

"That's easy." The Pope nodded slightly, looked at Fiammetta, who was holding the corner of Viego's clothes tightly behind him and was as silent as an ostrich, and smiled mischievously.

"How about...I'll introduce you to some of Lateran's lancers?"

"Uh... no need." Viego waved his hands quickly, wondering how could this old Pope be so frivolous, and changed the subject: "What are you going to do with those two staffs and Mostima?"

"I already know about Mostima's child..." The Pope sighed and thought for a moment.

"As for the staff, it's not a problem. Lateran doesn't covet powers that don't belong to him... If you have no objection, I'm going to give the staff to Mostima for safekeeping. How about that?"

"I don't care. Just don't accuse Mostima of her identity as a fallen angel - although I don't think Lateran is such a country." Viego thought of what he had seen in Lateran, and his expression became subtle for a moment.

......

The Pope did not talk to Viego for too long. After asking him and Fiammetta a few questions about the situation and location of the ruins, he said goodbye.

After waiting for a while, Remyan and Mostima also came out.

"It seems that the efficiency of the Lateran authorities is quite high." Viego said. "They released you in less than a day. I thought they would have to investigate you for several days at least."

"There's nothing to check." Lemiaoan smiled and said, "The Sakotas have empathy with each other. Although they can't reach the level of 'mind reading', it's still easy for them to vaguely feel whether I'm lying or not!"

"That's true." Viego nodded thoughtfully.

"To celebrate...to celebrate Viego's arrival in Lateran, come to my house for dinner tonight!" Remyan cheered.

I don't know what she was cheering for.

"Okay, it just so happens that I haven't seen Xiaole for a long time..." Mostima smiled and said, "I wonder if she will be scared when she sees me like this?"

"Xiao Le?" Viego was a little confused.

"Lemuian's sister..." Fiammetta looked embarrassed. "She has a similar personality to her, but even more lawless."

Remian laughed, grabbed Viego's shoulder and said:

"Once there was a parents' meeting at school, Xiaole wanted to play a prank on me, so he put a spring at the door... I didn't get hit, but Xiaofei did! She was bounced up, and then... goose goose goose..."

Lemiaoan laughed so hard that tears came out and she couldn't speak at all.

"Then Fia pulled the trigger to show off, using the recoil of the gun to flip over and fall to the ground, but she accidentally collapsed the pillars of the auditorium." Mostima added:

"The end result was that Xiaole was spanked by Lemion, and Fiammetta helped repair the auditorium."

Fiammetta turned her face away and said nothing.

Then Viego also laughed.

While chatting, the four of them soon arrived at Remiaoan's house.

They looked at each other, and Mostima went forward and knocked on the door.

"Who is it?" A young girl's energetic voice came from inside the house.

"Why don't you take a guess, Xiaole?"

"Ah, Xiao Mo!" The door opened with a swish, revealing a Sakota girl who looked about fourteen or fifteen years old, with bright red hair and full of energy.

Remule stared with wide eyes, staring blankly at Mostima, who had a pair of horns on her head, and her sister, whose hair had turned snow-white.

"...Eh?"

Am I still awake?

Chapter 189 Sorry, I'm Undercover

At the dining table, Remuel frequently cast her eyes towards the calm and handsome white-haired man beside her.

The changes in my sister and Xiaomo seem to be related to this man named Viego...

Damn it, Xiao Mo and her sister both have white hair, she wants to have white hair too! !

They didn't even take her with them for drinks!

Damn it! Damn it!

Remiaoan and the others tacitly agreed not to tell Remiao Le more about what happened during this mission.

Remule is still too young to be in contact with these things, and...as it concerns the two staffs, although Lateran does not covet them, it should be kept secret to prevent other forces from becoming interested.

At least as far as the results were concerned, apart from Mastema's fall from angel, they did not pay any more painful price.

...thanks to Viego.

There were five people in total, four of them drank and one did not.

Guess who this person is?

Fiammetta drank alcohol, which was rare for her. Her face turned red. She lay over the TV and watched those classic Longmen bad movies from Yan Country. The villains on TV laughed strangely. It was obviously an old-fashioned and boring bad movie, but she watched it with gusto.