Tyra, your ancestors are back!

Immediately, under the puzzled gaze of the old man, the young man opened the car door on the other side - a woman with short pink hair stepped out of it.

That was not a Sakota. The first time he looked at that woman, the old man began to feel even more confused——

She doesn't have the aura of the Sakota, nor the bestial traits common to the races of Terra....but she's definitely not an Argul either...

Saint Carmen has never seen anyone with such pupils...a pair of extremely weird eyes——

Silver-white, silver-gray.. These expressions are actually incorrect.... The pupils of the pink-haired woman who looked at me should actually be pure "white", just because of the light and shadow of others or her own weirdness Some kind of chromatic aberration is shown due to lower strength.

[This is not an eye that humans can have—at least it is impossible for humans on Terra today to have such a situation, then...she is not an Agor, at least not the Agor we know... 】

Carmen, who had come to such a conclusion, was even more puzzled—he looked at another visitor in this line for an answer.

"Mr. Andorn, who is this lady?"

"That's Lord Ishmael the Merciful, the Cardinal of Lateran. The Lateran side attaches great importance to this meeting with the Iberian side."

The young man nodded slightly to Carmen and introduced the identity of the lady in front of him to the old man - at least the superficial identity.

【This Sakota brat must be hiding something from me... I want to see what kind of medicine your gourd sells. 】

The Sakota young man's introduction to the pink-haired woman seems to have no problems, but he completely avoided the most curious question of the old man at the moment...

Some of the characteristics displayed by this woman are beyond common sense in a sense....

Unable to get an answer from the young man, Carmen turned her attention to the client himself.

"Hi Ms. Ishmael, welcome to Iberia."

The old man stretched out his hand to the young woman in front of him.

"Hi...Mr. Carmen...I think we can get down to business?"

The merciful man held the former's outstretched hand, and seemed to realize that his eyes were too attractive to Carmen. Ishmael narrowed his eyes slightly, and reminded the former softly.

"Ah... no problem, Rutland's two guests, please come with me—"

Carmen, who was reminded by the Merciful One, quickly responded and temporarily put away her curiosity——

After all, no matter how mysterious the identity of that lady is, she is still a guest from Lateran, and she is also a cardinal who can express Lateran's will, so naturally she cannot be neglected.

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At the same time, the Iberian coastal areas Cabot and Gloria

"You've been flipping through that Inquisitor's notebook for an hour..."

Cabot looked at Gloria who kept flipping through the notebook and frowned——

"Because this book records a lot of knowledge from the Deep Sea Church, ma'am—this knowledge and strength are precious to me."

"I'm different from you. I can easily annihilate a city-state with a snap of my fingers... This information is particularly important to me."

The dead Iberia Inquisitor seemed to be a member of the Inquisition Chamber with extremely high qualifications, and his thick notes recorded many secrets of the Deep Sea Church and the Inquisition Chamber that Gloria did not know.

"Oh...? Ms. Cabot, maybe you should look at this?"

Gloria, who seemed to have discovered some interesting secret, finally raised her head from the judge's notes....

"You can tell me directly...instead of provoking so-called curiosity to attract me."

Having said this, Miss Cabot finally took the note brought over by Gladia...

"In the underground prison of the headquarters of the Iberian Tribunal, there is a sea heir whose age of birth is unknown...well...an indescribable "heir"...I think this will be a similar member of the sea heir clan. Important node.”

Gloria was talking about her important discovery, but Cabot just glanced at the page that recorded this information, and directly turned the notes to the end——

"Well...it is indeed very interesting information - especially when the Church of the Deep Sea is planning to try to "rescue" this heir in the near future and attack the Tribunal headquarters..."

Cabot, who threw the note back to Gloria, shook his head.

"what?"

And Gloria, who heard the news, had a big question mark on her head...

"If you really want to get "information" instead of reading some stories - remember to start reading from the latest page next time."

"Things like information—there is always a timeliness. It's time to go, Miss Gloria."

"Uh...where are we going? Aren't we going to track down the "tentacles" of this Hai Si?"

"Go and capture the Church of the Deep Sea that you've been thinking of—didn't you say that your companions fell into their hands?"

"Now, the opportunity you have been longing for has probably come -"

Chapter 197 Plan? Let's think about it before landing.jpg

somewhere in the iberian sky

"I understand the truth—"

The black fighter jet flying at supersonic speed carried two figures... The Argor people's protests passed through the wind and reached Ms. Cabot's ears through the intercom.

"What do you want to say?"

Miss Cabot, who was stepping on the back of the drone, seemed unmoved by it. The air current lifted her black robe, but could not shake her figure.

"Why are you stepping on the back of this aircraft, and I am going to be hung on this missile pylon?!"

Unlike Miss Cabot, who is stepping on the back of the drone leisurely, as a deep-sea hunter, Gladia has no problem facing this speed, she just needs to replenish water in time...

But isn't hanging her on the ammo rack a little too much?Didn't this guy in black just say a few bad things and she heard him "launching" himself out? ?

"...If you can stand on the back of the fighter plane without pulling anything and scratching the paint on the fighter plane, then you can go up now."

And Miss Cabot's reply was also very simple and rude - as long as you can stand, you can come up now, otherwise you might as well hang there as a salted fish.

"..."

Gloria glanced at the smooth and streamlined back of the combat drone, and thousands of words could only be gathered into one sentence——

* Agor foul language

Then she poured water on her face——

"???"

"According to calculations... In the case of supersonic travel, I need to spray one liter of seawater on you every minute to maintain your functional activity-this is really troublesome."

"...Why don't you just give up your useless flesh and blood and embrace the heart of steel."

Miss Cabot, who finished pouring out the bucket of water in her hand, frowned at Gloria who was grinning at her, and threw the bucket from the air without quality.

"There is no extraordinary psychic talent of the old humans, and there is no genetic technology that can be compared to the past... But at least you who have inherited countless engineering miracle technologies or embrace the heart of iron is the right choice."

"At least in the eyes of those Haisi, you probably cannot be regarded as creatures that can be assimilated."

"..."

Gloria opened her mouth, as if she wanted to refute something, but she finally lowered her head.He replied with a muffled voice——

"It can't be done - we are completely blank in the technology of consciousness technology transfer. You old man really thinks highly of us!"

"Oh? That's really unfortunate."

"So how much time do we have—puff! Cough cough—couldn't you say in advance before the next pour!"

Gloria, who just wanted to ask how long it would take to arrive, was poured with a bucket of water again.

"No, it's enough to pour it on anyway—you don't need to drink it."

Throwing a bucket from the air again, Miss Cabot slightly raised her eyebrows.

"In addition, regarding your question, we have arrived - below is the headquarters of the Tribunal of Iberia..."

Cabot looked at the IFF signal that was only displayed in his line of sight, and showed a happy expression... According to the map, there is a humanoid friendly unit and a large number of unknown units operating below her.

"Then what? How do we get down and how do we act?"

As soon as she finished speaking, Gladia regretted asking this question. The drone that was originally clamping on her back was loosened when she finished speaking——

"Of course it's a jump...a ​​meaningless question—as for how to act, you can think about it before landing. This time is enough."

Cabot jumped down expressionlessly, and dragged Gloria, who was holding on to the ammunition hanger so that she would not fall, by the way.

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A few minutes ago, the secret meeting hall of the headquarters of the Iberian Tribunal

"Then, Priest Andorne, Cardinal Ishmael—what news do you two bring from Lateran?"

Carmen, who took the two of them to their seats, quickly skipped the pleasantries and got straight to the point——

"Rutlan has given up his diplomatic attitude in the past, abandoned the more conservative and passive diplomatic attitude in the past - we have decided to take the initiative to intervene in most events and crises that Rutland is capable of intervening in."

Looking at Carmen who went straight in, Andorn did not hide anything and directly stated Rutland's current position.

".....I do not understand."

Carmen shook her head, and the old man seemed a little suspicious.

"Excuse me? I'll try my best to answer -"

"After the Great Tranquility, I have seriously studied the nature of Lateranism—"

"The law...or the survival of Lateran, right? Priest Andorn."

The saint stared at the young man in front of him.

"That's right, Carmen Saint—"

"Then I don't understand...why Rutland now chooses to be involved in the storm of Terra - in Terra today, anyone with a discerning eye can see the storm brewing under the calm."

"Kazdel is unified, the current situation in Ursas is in turmoil, and the old and new nobles are separated from the common people; and within Colombia, the direct competition of giant enterprises is about to turn into war... and Victoria, Yan Kingdom... and those Independent city-states large and small."

"Iberia, which has been closed to the mainland countries for a long time, smells a strong smell of gunpowder."

"It is precisely because of this that Rutland needs to change its strategy. Saint Carmen - no one can be alone in the storm. We must unite to survive this stormy "crisis"."

Andorn interjected into Carmen's rambling words.

"...is this also for "Law and Continuity"?"

"Yes, for the sake of law and survival——"

"Well, I have no doubts—tell me your thoughts, Priest Andorn."

Carmen nodded and looked curiously at Cardinal Ishmael, who had been silent all this time. He seemed to be puzzled by the latter's lack of expression, but the latter who received the gaze just looked around the secret meeting hall with interest. ceiling, and a closed door.

"The Pope intends to hold the next Conference of Nations in advance, and this time he will personally invite important discourse leaders among the countries—"

"That Evangelista XI...what does he want Iberia to do at the Conference of Nations?"

Carmen's expression became more serious when she heard the name.

"The Pope hopes that the Iberian Inquisition will announce to the public what happened to the Iberians in the era known as the Great Quiet..."

"Or... to make the real threat of Hai Si public to everyone in Terra."

Carmen suddenly stood up from her seat——

"The end of the day has come quietly...and Terra shall survive to the end side by side, saint."

Andorn also stood up from his seat and looked out of the closed door.

Noisy fighting sounds came from outside the secret meeting hall, it seems that someone is aggressively invading the headquarters of the Iberian Tribunal at this moment...

Chapter 198 We Descended from the Sky!

Iberian Inquisition Headquarters

【The child of the miracle whose life was saved by the scriptures】—that's what they all called at first.

A sudden disaster destroyed the entire town. Only she survived and was brought back to the court by the passing Grand Inquisitor.

Those who are qualified to become a judge are often the elite of the punishment army, but she firmly believes that she must become a judge——

For this reason, the girl named Eleni gave everything, perhaps because of fate, the Liberian girl who was accidentally brought back to the Iberian Tribunal by the Grand Inquisitor finally got a reward for her efforts, instead of nothing. return.

Eleni, who received the Iberian rapier, the hand cannon, and the most important keepsake, the judge's lantern, representing the identity and rights of the judge, was full of excitement at the moment——

The girl can't wait to share with her teacher the small steps she has really taken in this life——