Arknights: Studying medicine can't save Terra

While she felt shy about Qi Yan's suggestion of giving her something sweet, she was actually quite tempted.

Compared to his own naive and innocent wife, Yucatan would never take Qi Yan's jokes seriously.

As fellow men, Yucatan could discern the relationship between Qi Yan and Enshiodis from Qi Yan's words.

He's a true bro who's always trying to scam people!

"In any case, we are very grateful to Mr. Qi Yan for helping us resolve this trouble," Yucatan said solemnly. "The Blangau family will always remember Mr. Qi Yan's kindness."

"If that's the case, then I do have something to ask you."

Qi Yan stepped forward and put his arm around Yukatan's shoulder, whispering something in his ear in front of everyone.

Yucatan's expression shifted from surprise to surprise, and finally back to surprise.

"...Mr. Qi Yan, please don't make such jokes."

Upon hearing the last word, Yucatan quickly broke free from Qi Yan's embrace.

"Is there really no chance?" Qi Yan asked regretfully.

“At least not for that reason!” Yucatan’s refusal was unwavering.

After saying that, he didn't give Qi Yan a chance to continue speaking. He bowed to Qi Yan and Wei Yanwu to say goodbye, and then hurriedly pulled his wife away.

Wei Yanwu couldn't help but ask curiously, "What did you say that scared this young man so much that he ran away?"

Qi Yan spread his hands innocently and said:

"I don't know how much you know about Sherag's situation. The country is divided into three races, and they are constantly fighting over the Manju Institute, which represents religious power. Currently, the family behind my good brother SilverAsh holds an absolute advantage."

But the other two families hadn't completely surrendered. I wasn't interested in the Perroch family of the bears, but the Brantau family of the three little squirrels was quite a good match.

Wei Yanwu fell into thought.

Based on his understanding of Qi Yan, he peeled back the layers of mystery and successfully pinpointed Qi Yan's true target.

"As far as I know, the patriarch of the Blantau family is a rare beauty, and that Miss Hugh Rose is the patriarch's sister. The two are equally beautiful."

Wei Yanwu's lips curled into a cold smile: "While Miss Hulus is already married, her older sister, Chief Latatos, is still unmarried."

"You are really smart!"

"You really are a pervert!"

The conversation between the two ended with Wei Yanwu getting punched in the stomach.

Just as Wei Yanwu was rubbing his stomach, a brief commotion broke out on the outskirts of the crowd inside the cathedral, but the crowd quickly quieted down and obediently made way for each other.

An elderly man with white hair and beard, dressed in a pure white priest's robe and holding the Lateran papal scepter, walked up to Qi Yan and his companion under the watchful eyes of the crowd.

Wei Yanwu suppressed his playful demeanor, solemnly bowed to the old man, and said:

"Your Holiness, I have long admired you."

"I've heard so much about you, Mr. Wei Yanwu." The Pope smiled warmly. "I've heard that some unpleasant things have just happened here. I hope it won't affect everyone's mood."

“It’s been resolved, hasn’t it?” Wei Yanwu nodded politely.

The Pope did not answer directly, but turned to look at Qi Yan:

“I arranged for a messenger team to go to Rhodes Island, hoping to contact Mr. Qi Yan through Rhodes Island, but I didn’t expect you to come here first.”

"After all, I promised Fiameta," Qi Yan said frankly.

"So it was all thanks to Fia." The Pope chuckled. "It seems Mr. Qi Yan and Fia have a good relationship. So, could you please grant me a favor, Mr. Qi Yan, for Fia's sake?"

"Please, Mr. Qi Yan, do not continue to blame Letania. You are a guest, and Letania is also a guest. The theme of the World Summit is peace and unity. I hope that what just happened can be put to rest."

"You have a long beard, so I'll listen to you."

Qi Yan acted extremely easy to talk to, which startled Wei Yanwu, who was standing next to him, who almost thought that Qi Yan had been replaced.

But Qi Yan quickly added:

"However, I happen to have some matters to attend to and need the Pope's help in a small way."

Wei Yanwu immediately revealed an expression of "I knew it."

The Pope paused briefly, then tentatively asked:

"Why don't we move to the reception room and discuss this further?"

"No need, it's nothing serious." Qi Yan waved his hand and said, "I just need to borrow the central hospital in the St. Wang District to help stabilize the condition of a lady nearby. I will contact Rhodes Island to pick her up afterward."

The Pope breathed a sigh of relief, but couldn't help asking:

"How is that lady's condition? Should I call in Laterano's doctors to assist her?"

Upon hearing this, Qi Yan quickly waved his hand to stop him:

“You mustn’t. Philia specifically told me that her daughter Cecilia must not be exposed. That little girl is a half-Sarkaz and half-Sarkaz. It would be troublesome if others saw her.”

Pope: "..."

Wei Yanwu: “…”

Onlookers: "..."

Seeing everyone suddenly fall silent, Qi Yan looked at the Pope, then at the surrounding crowd, and said, puzzled:

"What's wrong? Is there a problem?"

(I'm hungry, let me grab a bite of food first)

Chapter 971 Qi Yan: I never lie, unless you say I'm lost.

People are different from one another, regardless of race or origin.

The Lateran pope is the supreme ruler of this country, and the current generation has been in power for eleven generations.

Pope Ivangelist XI now deeply understands that even if he dedicates his entire life to seeking pleasure, he may not be able to defeat certain naturally gifted players.

His gaze swept across the cathedral, taking in the representatives from various countries with their differing expressions.

He then looked at Qi Yan in front of him and saw that the culprit had an innocent and naive face.

"Mr. Qi Yan, are you really here to attend the International Summit?" the Pope asked earnestly.

Otherwise, he would always feel that Qi Yan came here specifically to cause trouble.

Qi Yan felt a little strange when asked this question:

"Otherwise what? I value the World Summit very much. Why do you think Yan Kingdom sent someone here? It's all thanks to me!"

The Pope then looked at Wei Yanwu.

“That’s true.” Wei Yanwu didn’t try to hide anything. “Yan Kingdom prepared generous gifts for the World Summit, but it didn’t originally plan to send an envoy.”

The Pope nodded.

He confirmed again, "Then can I understand that Mr. Qi Yan also supports the theme of the World Summit and also hopes that the nations of Terra should unite... even including the Sarkaz?"

These words immediately drew countless tense gazes fixed on Qi Yan and the Pope.

Those messengers from all nations who were mixed in with the crowd and belonged to Lateran instinctively changed their expressions, looking at their Pope in disbelief.

They don't understand.

Faced with such a sensitive topic, the Pope should have simply laughed it off and moved on. Why did he choose to pick up on the very topic that Qi Yan had already thrown to the ground?

"Aren't the Sarkaz part of Terra?" Qi Yan retorted.

The Pope fell silent again, stroking his meticulously braided white beard repeatedly.

After a long while, just as the atmosphere inside the cathedral reached its peak of tension, the Pope revealed a relieved smile:

"I understand, Mr. Qi Yan is absolutely right."

He beckoned to a messenger from various nations who was waiting nearby and gave him the following instructions:

"Mr. Qi Yan is also a participant in the International Summit, so how can he be without an accompanying messenger? Violet, as Cardinal Lateran, you should personally receive Mr. Qi Yan."

The purple-haired Sakota woman named Violet bowed respectfully in response, her expression solemn.

"No need."

Qi Yan suddenly waved his hand to interrupt: "I've already found a guide for myself... Aizer, what are you still doing fiddling with the terminal at a time like this?"

Azer, whose name was suddenly called out in the crowd, was so startled that he almost dropped the terminal in his hand.

He looked up and found that countless eyes in the cathedral, including the Pope's, were focused on him, this insignificant figure. His heart almost stopped beating at that moment.

The Pope looked at Violet beside him. After a moment's thought, she retrieved information about Aizel from her memory and immediately stepped forward to whisper in the Pope's ear to report.

Qi Yan strode over, put his arm around Aizel's shoulder, and led him to the Pope.

At the same time, he glanced curiously at the Azel terminal, raised an eyebrow, and asked:

"Why did you suddenly change your mind and include all the things I taught you in the mission report?"

Aizel forced a smile and explained:

"Compared to the legendary story of Qi Yan getting lost in the Holy City and being found by me, I think it's more believable that this land needs me to save it."

"Is there a possibility that both of these statements are true?" Qi Yan asked seriously.

Aizel: "..."

Just as his heart was about to stop beating, Qi Yan let out another soft laugh:

"You're kidding, how could it be true?"

"Phew, thank goodness, I almost thought this land was really going to suffer a calamity." Aizel breathed a sigh of relief and kept patting his chest.

"Who said that?" Qi Yan asked in surprise. "I meant, how could I possibly get lost?"

Aizel: "…………"

After receiving information about Aizel's identity, the Pope quickly coughed to interrupt their conversation.

He had to stop Qi Yan from speaking in public, otherwise who knew how many shocking and terrifying things this guy would reveal.

Although Qi Yan's news is likely true, we should also consider the psychological resilience of the people in this land.

The Pope strained his facial muscles as he suggested:

"Mr. Qi Yan, since you're new here, let Aizer show you around the city and let you experience the local customs and culture of Laterano... All your expenses will be covered by Laterano."

“I think the Revelation Stone Tower in your city center is quite nice. There’s a big bell inside. It would be perfect for little Cecilia to sing a song there.”

"Heh...hehehe, Mr. Qi Yan...I recommend you try our Lateran's specialty cactus egg tarts."

This time, the Pope finally chose to laugh it off and skip the topic.

"Is it not allowed? Then I'll think of another way myself." Qi Yan said regretfully, turning and leaving with Aizer.

Ignoring Azel's terrified pleading eyes, the Pope watched the two figures walk out of the cathedral, finally letting out a sigh of relief.

He quickly adjusted his mindset, regained his usual warm demeanor, briefly reassured the onlookers who were thoroughly enjoying the gossip, and immediately prepared to leave the scene with Violet.

Wei Yanwu stepped forward to try and strike up a conversation, but was politely but firmly turned away by the Pope's wave of his hand.

"Mr. Wei, I have some very important things to think about right now. May I meet with you privately at a later time?"

"I was abrupt."

Wei Yanwu did not insist and stepped aside to make way.

The Pope hurriedly led Violet out of the church hall and into a private meeting room, locking the door behind him.

After doing all this, the Pope let out a long, worried sigh.

Violet was also affected by the Pope's mood; she remained calm and silent, head bowed, in the conference room.

Her temperament was naturally gentle and charming, and the black uniform of the messenger of all nations did not conceal her temperament; on the contrary, it added a touch of mystery to her.

The brief silence between the two was quickly broken by Violet.

She adjusted her long purple bangs, revealing her slightly narrowed, light blue eyes, and said softly:

"Pope, Qi Yan's attitude this time is indeed a headache, but it was actually expected. In the Victoria incident, he had close contact with Sarkaz more than once. Now we should..."

“No, Violet, you don’t understand the worry in my heart right now.”

The Pope interrupted Violet softly, his voice tinged with melancholy: