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"Lord Dale is already entertaining the other party with Viscount Cowell." The Templar replied respectfully.

Cardinson smiled and said, "Who is coming? Why did Hobert go to greet him personally? He also made you wait here for two hours. Could it be the polar conqueror from the Warrior's House?"

The Templar Knight also laughed and said, "Polar Conqueror Will Jackson is the strongest of the Warrior House. He is currently in the Frozen Forest, so he can't come so quickly. The one coming now is his twin brother, Burning Sword Kyle Jackson. You know, the headquarters of their Warrior House happens to be in the south, so he can get here so quickly."

"Okay, I got it. It will be over soon. Go and have a rest first. If you have any problems next time, just knock on my door. You don't have to stand here waiting." Cardinson patted the other man's shoulder.

"Okay, Your Majesty. I just think that this kind of thing is not worth disturbing your rest." The Templar Knight smiled slightly, turned and left.

Cardinson shrugged. The conflict between the Holy See and the Warrior's House has been going on for a while, so it's no wonder that the Templar Knights have such an attitude.

As we all know, the Holy See is a typical good-natured person. If you don't provoke me, I will never provoke you. Although there are outliers like Cardinson, they are still a minority.

The Warrior House is different. Like the Holy See, it is an old force that has existed since the founding of the empire. It is so courageous that it wants to rush up and provoke anyone it sees. Although its headquarters is in the south, it always gives people a sense of toughness, as if “what are you looking at? Why don’t you try looking at me again?”

Most of the martial artists and berserkers, two of the nine major professions, belong to them.

As two of the card faces of land warfare, martial artist and berserker can be said to be the most popular professions among civilians because of their low threshold.

Nine major professions: Knight, Mage, Priest, Martial Artist, Berserker, Rogue, Assassin, Scholar, and Ranger.

Think about it carefully, which one is better to join?

There are only two ways to become a knight: either join the military and be loyal to the nobility, or join the Church, neither of which is easy.

Needless to say, the threshold for becoming a mage or a priest is ridiculously high. They are special professions belonging to the Mage Tower and the Church. Apart from these two places, you can't be a casual practitioner at all.

Thieves and assassins are generally not considered normal options, and few decent civilians would choose to join the Brotherhood of Eternal Night. Those people in it are too embarrassed to say hello to their brothers if they don't have four or five wanted posters on their backs. Until now, no one knows where their headquarters is. One can be a casual cultivator, but how many dare to do so?

Scholar has the lowest threshold among the nine professions. All you need is a brain. However, it is also the most difficult profession to advance in, because not only do you need a brain, you also need a good brain. The education that ordinary people can receive is really limited. Except for the irregular enrollment of graduate schools, there is basically no possibility of learning advanced knowledge.

As for the ranger, no matter he changes his job to a sharpshooter, a bard, or a traveler, he is not stuck in home; the world is his home and they can meet each other anywhere.

so!

Martial artists and berserkers have become the first choice for civilians!

The threshold is low and the upper limit is high.

As long as you pass the assessment and join the Warrior's House, you can receive the Source Energy Stone and become a professional who has made it to the shore!

The Warrior's House is the force with the largest number of professionals, second only to the Mercenary Guild that accepts all kinds of mercenaries.

The strongest Jackson brothers, the elder brother Will is a Berserker, and the younger brother Kyle is a Martial Artist, both are ruthless people.

"Polar Conqueror" Will Jackson is ranked tenth among the top ten NPCs. Don't underestimate this ranking. The ninth is the Vatican's "Century Legend" Cardinal Bach Ellis.

Kyle Jackson who came now was following the same path as the current crown prince, from a martial artist to a swordsman to a sword saint.

[Yu Tianxian]'s transformation from a martial artist to a swordsman and then to a sword emperor is just like [Qie Sui Ying Xing]'s transformation from a knight to a templar knight and then to a shadow knight. They are all special job transfers, and the orthodox route is still the swordsman route.

So, when Cardinson finished washing up and came to the castle hall, he saw this scene.

A sturdy man with red hair and blue eyes, who looked like a typical southerner, was slamming the table and glaring at Hobart, shouting, "That strong man last night obviously used the swordsmanship of our martial artists! What does your Church mean by concealing information and not telling us about the Warriors' House? Do you think that if there are creatures from Hell, then you are responsible for them? During the demon disaster three hundred years ago, our Warriors' House contributed just as much as your Church!"

Hobert calmly drank a sip of tea, and said to the second-level strongman in a humble and unyielding manner: "Dear Sir Jackson, don't be anxious. I am just a Templar Knight. I may not know as much as you do. Didn't I say that you just need to wait for our Holy Son to get up, and then we can have a good chat? Don't be anxious, don't be anxious."

Kyle was immediately unhappy.

"Didn't I wait? It's been three hours! When did you, the Vatican, become so arrogant?!"

Cardinson's voice sounded just right: "Sorry, I had a lot of things to do last night and was a little tired. I got up a little late today. I wonder if you missed dinner?"

"Dinner! Who can eat dinner? Hello, Your Majesty, Your Majesty!"

Kyle was about to start cursing when he turned around and saw a handsome and elegant young man walking in. He looked exactly like the one in the intelligence. How could he not recognize who he was?

Cardinson walked to the table, extended his hand to Kyle who stood up, and said with a smile: "Nice to meet you, Mr. Jackson."

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Chapter 119 I'm not kidding you (Third update, please vote!)

"Kyle, Your Majesty, just call me Kyle."

Kyle Jackson had none of the arrogance of a second-generation powerhouse. Instead, he kept himself very humble in front of Cardinson. He was completely different from the way he yelled at Hobert before.

But it is impossible for him not to have noticed it when Cardinson walked into the hall. On the contrary, he did not hide his arrogance in that situation, which is a bit intriguing.

Cardinson smiled and shook hands with the other party, indicating that he should sit down and talk.

"Since the Sword Saint has come here in person, I'm sure a lot of people are paying attention to what happened last night," Cardinson took the cup of tea handed over by Hobert and took a sip. "Although I am the Son of God, I am also a junior. It is reasonable for me to call you Senior Kyle. I must respect you. What do you want from our Church now? I will definitely satisfy you to the best of my ability."

"Your Majesty, you are too polite! How can you say 'demand'? How can our Warrior Family dare to send someone from the Holy See? I just want to ask, the Holy See was closest to where the war took place last night, so does it know the specific situation more clearly? My attitude just now was a little bad, but I was anxious after all. Your Majesty, please understand me, our martial arts lineage has never produced a demigod-level strongman! So, I hope to get some information from you, for the sake of our thousand years of getting along with each other."

The anxiety on Kyle's face was genuine, after all, he was telling the truth.

Over the past thousand years, there have been a total of six well-known demigod-level powerful people on this continent.

The closest ones to now are the Royal Eagle Eye and the former Son of God of the Holy See. The other forces are the Mage Tower and the Brotherhood of Eternal Night, who have produced one person, and the rest are capped at the third level, and it is difficult to go any further.

If any force now has an extra demigod, it will be able to turn the tables in an instant and compete with the royal family and the church, and the situation on the continent will be shaken.

You can simply understand the demigod-level strongman as a nuclear deterrent. The difference between having it and not having it is not a little bit.

Kyle is anxious, but Cardinson is not.

Because he was originally a non-existent person, Urusos's realm has now fallen to the level of a three-star devil. It is difficult for him to use the power of the law at all. It takes a lot of time and resources to recover. It is impossible to create another [Jade Fairy].

"Senior Kyle, how did you determine that the strong woman last night used the power of a martial artist?" Cardinson did not directly answer Kyle's question, but asked back.

"Your Majesty, you are making fun of me," Kyle said with a rather unhappy expression. "As we all know, only our martial arts lineage has a swordsman who has been transformed. Although the power used by that expert last night is slightly different from that of a swordsman, perhaps that is the new understanding of the sword by the demigod. After all, everyone who practices swordsmanship has a different understanding of swordsmanship. I can guarantee with my personal integrity that the expert is definitely a martial arts master."

Cardinson tapped the table with his fingers and said in a deep voice: "Then, Senior Kyle, are all the martial artists in this world from warrior families? That doesn't make sense, hahahaha."

"Of course that doesn't make sense, but now that there is such an opportunity in front of me, I will naturally fight for it for my family." Kyle instinctively felt that the words of the Holy Son of the Holy See in front of him made him very uncomfortable, but the other party's attitude has always been very good, and his smile makes people feel like spring breeze.

The Holy See emphasizes consistency in words and deeds and being true to one's heart. It is rare to see someone who smiles on the outside but does not smile on the inside, especially when the other party is the Son of God!

Kyle gritted his teeth and didn't lose his temper. He dared to speak loudly to Hobert, but he didn't have the temper to deal with the Son of God in front of him.

His elder brother Will once said that the level of the Blue Lion was above his. Even so, he was still beaten by the seventeen-year-old Son of God. Although he looked like a first-level warrior at most now, no one knew how much strength the Son of God had hidden. If a fight broke out, he would definitely suffer a great loss.

Cardinson also understood his mentality, so he looked fearless.

"Well, Senior Kyle, I'll tell you directly. This is not intelligence, but just my little knowledge. The battle last night took place in a nearby mine, where there are still traces of fighting. The energy intensity has indeed reached the limit of human beings. So far, the demon has been suppressed, and the strong man left when we arrived. I don't know as much as you do about the rest. After all, a battle of that magnitude, I'm a mere knight, and I don't even dare to watch. There may be witnesses in the mine, you may as well go and ask, I believe Viscount Cowell will be happy to cooperate with you."

Kell was immediately furious. Isn't this the same as what Hubert said?

We didn't see them. The Vatican had already left when they arrived. We didn't know as much as you did. So what was the point? I couldn't follow the clues to chase that demigod-level strongman.

And there must be clues!

Kyle stood up, his face flushed, and shouted, "Your Majesty the Holy Son! Are you making fun of me? We are all strong men, so we can't possibly be unable to sense the breath at the very least! You were so close, it's impossible that you just watched a projection like us! At the very least, you didn't even notice the direction that strong man went?"

So, Cardinson likes to talk to two types of people the most: one is the very smart type, and the other is the slightly smart type.

What I fear most are those who are brainless, because you cannot have a conversation with such people and it is easy to start a fight after just two or three sentences.

Seeing Kyle's actions, Hobert silently placed his hand on the hilt of the sword at his waist. As long as the opponent made the slightest movement, he and the nearby brothers of the Vatican would surround the opponent in an instant. Whether attacking or retreating, they could help His Majesty the Son of God buy time.

Cardinson propped up his chin with a smile and said slowly, "Didn't you say it yourself? The other party is a demigod-level strongman. How could a small person like me know what he wants to do? I think it's better to go to that mine and take a look at the traces they left. Ah, I have seen enough and feel that my realm has improved a lot. You can rest assured that the chaotic will there has been cleared by us, so there will be no problem."

Kyle laughed awkwardly: "Your Majesty, this is not funny."

"Ah, I'm not kidding you?" Cardinson replied in surprise.

Chapter 120 Serious Nonsense (Fourth update, please vote!)

"you!"

Even if Kyle could endure it, he couldn't help cursing at this tone. He was a rank 2 sword master, the second strongest man in the warrior family, over 60 years old and still in his prime. Now he was being treated like this by a young boy.

His hands were clenched. At this distance, his sword could pierce the opponent before he could react. Even if he couldn't kill the opponent, it would be good to scare him. Anyway, the Holy See couldn't do anything to him.

But as he looked at Cardinson's calm appearance, his anger slowly, slowly and miraculously subsided, as if he had never been angry before.

"Okay, Your Majesty, thank you for your answer. I will go over now and look forward to having a chance to have dinner with you tonight."

Kyle curled his lips and left the hall without wanting to stay any longer.

Cardinson waved his hand and sat still in his chair: "With pleasure, I also want to have dinner with you."

After Kyle left, Hobert asked curiously, "Your Majesty, why did you treat him like this? This seems to be different from our plan?"

Cardinson drank the herbal tea in the cup and said, "Because he is from the Warriors' Home, they are the most anxious. We are different. We don't need anything. All we can do is to gain something from these people."

"Your Majesty, please forgive me for being so presumptuous, but I think you are acting a bit like a businessman."

"Oh? You mean it's inappropriate for me to do this?"

"No, I just want to say that the Holy See is also very short of money recently."

Hobert and Cardinson looked at each other and burst into laughter.

What does it mean that if the upper beam is crooked, the lower beams will also be crooked?

As night fell, streams of light descended from the sky onto Viscount Cowell's territory.

The Blue Empire is big, but the speed of a second-level strongman flying at full speed is no joke, and each profession has a different way of traveling. You can't expect a wizard, a knight, or a martial artist to fly here purely by relying on their physical body like a reckless man.

Shortly after Kyle left, the second person to arrive was the Chief Arbitrator of the Tribunal, Graham Matt, who was emitting strong golden light all over his body and had a pair of wings condensed behind him.

He did not stop at all. This was the advantage of the people of the Holy See. They could feel the divine power on their companions. He only had to fly towards the place where the divine power was the most concentrated.

He flew in directly from the open window in the hall, and then landed steadily. Graham shouted to the side: "Where's the priest? Cast some recovery spells. I'm so tired."

He had only said half of his words when a Holy Light messenger in the hall cast a recovery spell at him.

"Thanks, brother!" Graham took a breath and greeted Cardinson and Hobert who were sitting at the table. "Your Majesty, Hobert, I'm so glad to see that you are okay."

Cardinson beckoned him to sit down next to him, poured him a cup of tea, and said, "You are too happy too soon. My suit is damaged. Is there any way to repair it?"

Graham had obviously anticipated this, and said quickly, "This is easy. Your Majesty, your [Son of God] has the ability to repair itself. If you want to speed it up, just send it back to the Vatican and let His Holiness the Pope take action. It will take about a week to get it done. Tsk, but the energy intensity at that time was very strong to cause the Son of God's suit to be damaged by the impact. Your Majesty, who are you?"

In front of his own people, Cardinson did not hide the truth and said directly: "Yes, I was at the scene. When the demon broke the seal, I was inside the mine."

"It seems that it can be confirmed that he is at the demigod level."

"Yes, at the level of the commander of hell, and he has also mastered the laws, the arrogant type."

The conversation between the two was straightforward and fast-paced.

Graham asked thoughtfully, "Your Majesty, are there any more details?"

"Of course there is, and I have to make it clear before others arrive, otherwise it will be difficult to perform later. Fortunately, you arrived quickly."

Cardinson and Graham have a pretty good relationship. Apart from César's natural resistance to trial, everyone in the Vatican actually has a good impression of the current chief arbitrator. Perhaps as a remedy, His Holiness the Pope specifically chose Graham, a simple and upright man, when selecting a new chief arbitrator.

This person is the type who is stubborn and does things simply. His style is more direct than anyone else. Good is good, evil is evil, our people are our people, and outsiders are outsiders.

Good and bad are clearly distinguished, and likes and dislikes are written on the face.

Graham sat upright and said, "Your Majesty, I will do as you say."

"Well, the general situation is that I came here for three reasons. The first is because I care about Fiona's family. The second is the friendship between my grandfather Nell and old Viscount Cowell. The third and most important thing is that I felt that the gray flint was a little bit wrong, so I came here. Last night, I sneaked into the mine with Hobert and the other two. Then Hobert and I entered the interior, but an accident occurred when we acted separately. I was pulled into a closed space with many lizards in it, and those gray flints were the feces of the lizards."

This was the first time Hobert heard Cardinson say these words. After all, there had been no chance before. Cardinson, with the idea of not repeating himself a second time if he could say it once, specially left it until the people sent by the Vatican arrived before saying it together.

"There were tens of thousands of lizards, and they were absorbing the energy of the earth and fire, transforming it in their bodies and then feeding it to a sphere in the space. I felt that the situation was not good, and wanted to get out first, but I found that the breath I accidentally leaked awakened the sphere."

Graham interrupted Cardinson in surprise: "Your Majesty, wait, you mean, your aura? Divine power?"

"Yes, divine power. And I suspect it's only because of my own divine power." Cardinson said seriously.

"You continue."

"The sphere awakened, drained the flesh and blood of the lizards, and reshaped its body. As you can see in the picture, it was a demon that reached the level of demigod, which is the commander level in the level of hell. The huge energy destroyed all my defenses in an instant. I survived by relying on the life-saving ability of the suit, but I fainted in the mine. The last words I heard before fainting were - Joe Kenneth, I feel the breath of the Son of God, are you back! "

At this time, only people from the Vatican were left in the hall. Hobert and Graham, who were sitting next to Cardinson, were shocked when they heard this.

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If a person travels through time, there are two possibilities. One is that the physical body travels through time and the person remains the same person. The other is that the person travels through time into someone else's body and becomes someone else.

But after experiencing a time travel, Zhao Ming found that he encountered both of the above situations at the same time.

While he traveled through time in his own body, he also possessed the body of a beautiful girl, many of whom he liked as his cell phone wife.

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Zhao Ming said confidently and righteously.

Chapter 121 Rich Woman! It’s a Rich Woman! (Fifth update, please vote!)