As one of the higher-ups of the cult nation, Habolo was very low-key and rarely appeared in public.
He was in charge of military affairs and the setting up of the defensive line. He should be in charge of the daily patrols and patrols of the Knight Regiment. He was a busy man.
"Just sneak in and wait for him in his room. Isn't that how secret talks are done?"
Harloys made it sound so simple, but I didn't have the ability to sneak around as mysteriously as the silly cat. It was better not to do something as foolish as sneaking around while carrying several hundred kilograms of heavy armor.
The moment I was discovered, the angel squadron and high-level Holy Knight would surround and kill me. Even I would have a headache.
I thought about it. I might be mistaken for an assassin if I were to sneak into a meeting. But then, I suddenly understood.
"Do you think I'm stupid? I could've just sent an invitation card."
That's right, I had unknowingly fallen into the wrong path of thinking. Although the Holy Church and I were constantly fighting in secret, on the surface, the Northlands factions were still allies with the Holy Church.
Directly surround and kill me? Declaring war on the Mist Alliance before the northern battlefront was even completed? Just thinking about it was stupid enough.
Kill me in private? I felt that it would be very difficult. Perhaps it would be difficult to win, but it would be super easy to let the entire city know that Roland was here.
Moreover, if I'm not wrong, there might be other gains if I pay him a formal visit.
Thus, I immediately wrote a letter and engraved my family crest and magic seal on it. Then, I found someone to deliver it to the local church headquarters.
Less than half an hour later, the door to my hotel room swung open, and Gaboro walked in with an ashen face.
He looked like he was in his forties, but since he was able to reach his current position in the Holy Church, his real age should be over 60 years old. He had taken good care of himself and dressed up well. His white robe was not flashing with the radiance of Divine Spells, but rather the radiance of Arcane Spells. The mana fluctuations were not weak. It should be a priest's robe that was modified from an archmage's robe. It seemed that he was a pragmatist.
He had a squarish face and a rather well-built body. His attainments in Holy Light were probably quite high, and it seemed that he had been quite handsome when he was younger. However, his current expression was rather unsightly.
"… Your Highness Roland, do you have a grudge against me? I don't think I've offended you in the past. "
I chuckled. It seemed that Bishop Habolo wasn't an idiot after all.
"There's no enmity between us. I admire you the most out of all the idiots at the Bishop level. I just wanted to have a chat with you."
What did I do? I simply wrote, "I'm at Room 302 of the Pig's Tail Hotel. Tell Bishop Gaboro to come see me. I have some important matters to discuss with him. I won't talk to anyone else if they come with me."
I guarantee that tonight, the pope of the Holy Church will receive an urgent report — "The enemy of the Holy Light, Roland, has suddenly appeared in the Holy Church and is requesting a secret meeting with Bishop Gaboro."
I reckon that no matter what we discuss, and no matter what Bishop Bishop tells us, the Pope won't believe us.
Isn't this a setup? Of course I was trying to frame him. This was obviously a scam. It would be strange if I didn't frame him. However, with my status, it wouldn't be convincing at all for me to frame an archbishop who hadn't even made his name yet.
Considering how much of a scoundrel the other person in charge was, it was unlikely that he would let go of such a good opportunity to attack his political rival. There would probably be all kinds of small reports.
Yet, despite knowing that this was a trap, Gaboro still had to come. Otherwise, not only would he be derelict in his duty, but he would also have a guilty conscience.
Bishop Bishop's expression was already quite unsightly. Since we still had some serious business to discuss, I decided not to laugh.
"Hey, kid, what do you think of the current situation?"
"Very bad. No matter what aspect you're asking about, it's still very bad. "
It was always nice to talk to smart people. If I was talking to a die-hard member of the Holy Church about this topic, I wouldn't even bother to say something stupid like "the God of Holy Light is undefeatable."
Yep, the current situation was quite terrible. Not only for the Northlands, but also for the Holy Church, this so-called northern battlefront, and Bishop Bishop himself.
"I shouldn't have come to the Northlands."
"But you had no choice but to come."
Bishop Bishop's tone was quite harsh and even sounded like he had given up on himself. However, he didn't hide his dissatisfaction with the Holy Church's northern battlefront policy at all.
"Can you tell me which genius came up with such a 'genius' strategy as the 'northern battlefront'?"
"What do you intend to do?"
Alright then, I didn't even need to use honorifics. However, my tone was filled with anticipation.
"Of course I'm going to properly thank him."
I emphasized the word 'thank' as if I was referring to something else.
"It's that idiot Thornto. He personally came here and even dragged me here."
Bishop Bishop's expression was filled with delight. It was as if he was hoping that I would do something to Thornto.
"Yep, after you're done here, remember to tell him how grateful I am to Cardinal Thornto."
Bishop Bishop's expression instantly collapsed. It wouldn't be a big deal if I told him that, but if he told me that, that would mean that he had a falling out with Thornto.
"Right, if it's possible, please help me tell him that after the northern battlefront is completed, I'll be doing business with him."
"You can go tell him yourself."
Bishop Bishop's face was completely red. Even his neck was red from anger. He knew very well what Thornto's personality was like. This was quite possible.
However, even if he told others about this, nobody would believe him. He wouldn't even know who to report to.
If this was a ploy to sow discord, then it wouldn't be good for me to do anything I wanted. No matter how much I thought about it, I could only keep it to myself.
Looking at the other party's sullen expression, I found it even more hilarious. Perhaps this was the so-called loyal minister in troubled times. While his colleagues were still living in a dream, pretending to be asleep was far more comfortable than being the only one awake.
She was quite devout in her faith, and she was also quite loyal to the church. I had no intention of trying to poach her away from me, because I didn't like to bang my head against a wall or waste my breath … But if she used this incident as an opportunity and was forced to change sides due to internal strife, then don't blame me.
"I regret coming to see you."
The more he thought about it, the more vexed he became. He was probably so angry that he was about to cry.
"It's too late."
I smiled as I took out a stack of books and documents. I really did have some serious business to discuss with the higher-ups of the Holy Church.
"Quotations from Estrada? What? Did Teacher say these things? "
Aiyo, I really didn't expect that this person is actually my Junior Brother … Then I'll have a greater sense of accomplishment when I scam him.
"Actually, we can have a good chat about pure Holy Light belief and the Pillar of Holy Light of the Hades …"
When I walked out of the hotel whistling, Gaboro, who had left in a hurry, had an ugly expression on his face as usual.
This was just an idle game. I didn't necessarily need to gain anything from it.
At any rate, it would be a good thing if the two higher-ups of the Holy Church were having internal strife. If Pope Caloma lacked trust in Gaboro, it would be even better if he was sent away.
And now, it was time for me to run away. Otherwise, the Holy Church's hidden factions would gather their strongest experts. The Holy Church had quite a solid foundation. Even Estrada would have a headache trying to deal with all the old undying higher-ups. Perhaps Gaboro had even been sent here in order to keep me in check.
There were also the bounty hunters who would be everywhere. Even if they weren't too difficult to deal with, I didn't want to get involved. It seemed that the bounty on my head was more than enough to build an entire city.
"Tsk, it's still safe in the city, but I'll be unlucky if I go out?"
And so, the moment I left the city, I unhesitatingly summoned the floating mage tower Yongye City …
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