Chapter 13: Sacred Weapons
A thin chuckle escaped Easily Dust's lips, and he surveyed Jester, who was sitting on the couch in a state of disarray, with great amusement. Kane danced around his pistol and sat in his usual spot, rubbing the bruise on his forehead with his left hand and grunting as he watched Jester. Phyllis and Gore stood one inside the bar desperately wiping glasses, the other leaning against the doorway of the room to watch the action.
Jester waited for half a day, Yi Duan still didn't say a word, he smiled bitterly: ''Boss, I'm sorry, what do you say, I admit it anyway. I just went over to check out the wind and color, who knew I would go head to head with them?"
Yi Dust snapped his fingers, took off his tunic that was stained with a few bloodstains, and said with a ha-ha streak, "Ah-ha, Jester, dear Jester, you challenged someone's two cardinals and a dozen bishops head-on, and you actually said that you were just checking out the wind color. You are so great, you, a former servant of God, are really an honest lamb. Hasn't God taught you that lying is strictly forbidden?"
Jester spread his hands in resignation and gestured at Kane, "Kane, I'm sorry, I was in a hurry to get out, so I knocked you out, you look after me, you can retaliate against me any way you want, at most, I'll let you have a severe beating."
Kane gave a small smile, "Well, that's okay, I'm not too interested in beating up a superhuman, my hands will hurt. If it happens again in the future, please talk to me first and I'll treat it as if you've knocked me out to handle it." Jester laughed bitterly for a moment, let out a long breath, looked at Yi Duan and said, ", Boss, there's no problem with Kane, what are you going to do about me?"
Yi Dust sat down on the sofa opposite him and said with a smile, "How about this, because you caused me to get injured, so what, forget about deducting your dividends for this year. Of course, Fata Dio will give you a share of their earnings, but you won't get a penny of the income from our own several venues, agreed?"
Jester laughed up, "It's fine, I have enough money now, and I'm not a Chekov, so deduct it."
Yi Duan nodded and his face became serious, "So, Jester, tell me, what is a holy weapon? Inside St. Paul's Church, there are actually two Holy Weapons present." Yi Dust told Jester a little bit about what he had spied, and these twists and turns attracted all the people present, even Kane came close and sat on the sofa next to Yi Dust, listening intently.
Jester's eyes widened, "God, damn God, two holy weapons? ****, this strengthens the Holy See again." His face was full of unwillingness, and his fierce eyes flashed as he looked at Yi Chen and asked, "Boss, why didn't you finish off those priests? You should have been able to take out a few with that surprise attack, right?"
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Yi Chen smiled: "Why take the risk to kill them? You and they do not have any deep hatred and love, there is no need to stimulate them too much. Making them lose a knight's sword is already enough to make them sad."
Jester laughed out loud, "Yes, yes, the loss of a holy sword with a powerful attack, Van Erst and the others will have to be reprimanded by the Pope."
Yi dust nodded, glanced at Phil who walked back heavily and opened the door of the room, signaling him to sit closer to listen, asked Jester, "So, in the end, the holy weapon whether what? Is it a weak treasure that has been blessed by the Lower Emperor or the Earth's ambassador?"
Jester shook his head and said, "The so-called Holy Weapons are implements that have been handed down from the Middle Ages and have quite a strong power. Well, they weren't blessed by God or some bullshit angel, but because their original owners had a powerful cultivation that can't be matched now. Their owners, who were generally pious ascetics, after putting down these weapons, constantly repented and practiced in front of the murderous implements they once used to slaughter, thus allowing their powerful holy qi to be infused into these implements, giving them incredible power."
Yi Chen frowned: "Could it be that the abbots at that time possessed even weaker holy power than the current bishops?"
Jester shrugged his shoulders, "Who knows? Anyway, that's how it was, some of the implements passed down from that time did possess a strong power that cannot be compared to the current clergy. Perhaps, because the clergy nowadays have begun to degenerate, the power they get is naturally weaker than the ascetics of that time. Think of those clergymen of the American diocese who ra*ped boys at the beginning of this century, tsk tsk, would God, the old man, have given them power? It's probably already merciful not to just strike them to death with lightning."
Yi dust oh a sound, nodded and said, "Maybe, just bad like Chinese cultivators, ancient cultivators can easily reach the realm of earth and human divided into one and fly down to the immortal world, while the current cultivators. Even if you know those few old ghosts, have been too weak to be human, can there still be no power to fly down ah, China has been no centuries no immortals appeared."
Jester whispered, "Europe also no powerful saints have appeared for hundreds of years, perhaps the hearts of the people are falling, so there is no one worthy of that kind of power anymore."
Yi Chen laughed up to go, "Regardless of so little, then, the so-called appraisal of the holy weapon as well as recognize the owner whether what kind of procedure?"
Jester very disdainfully pooh-poohed and said, "Identifying a holy weapon is to let a few cardinals detect what kind of ability a certain unknown holy weapon has, whether it is attack, defense, guardianship, healing or exorcism. To put it practically, it's a group of artifact dealers valuing antiques. As for the so-called recognition, it is under the auspices of the greatest, most notarial, most majestic, most holy, and most representative of God's countenance, His Holiness the Pope, so that a bullshit knight with noble sentiments, strong strength, and a pure body can acquire the power of the holy instrument and become a faithful fighter of the Holy See.... That's what happened."
Yi Chen slightly tilted his head, frowned and thought about something, Jester suddenly coaxed a laugh, "Of course, the boss gave a blow to that shit Paul, it was enough to make the Holy See cry out, generally if a set of Holy Weapons is incomplete, it can only play at least 30% of the power in it. And before the holy weapon recognizes the owner, if the owner lives and wounds, at least within a year, he will not lightly new depend on a new owner. So, this set of holy weapon is equal to become waste in one year, of course, if the pope is willing to contribute to repair that should live Paul, then everything is equal to nothing has happened."
Yi Chen said with a bit of regret, "Is that so? I should have known to finish off Paul. Can the Pope heal a cripple with all his bones broken by inches and 50% of his meridians broken?"
Jester licked his lips and revealed a wolf-like smile, "Boss, if the Pope gives his full strength and doesn't skimp on his stamina, he can indeed save a person in a few places, even if the person is slowed down. Of course, you guys can't let Paul become a Holy Knight, can you? Boss, you guys don't have this false power, right?"
Yi Chen raised the index finger of his right hand and shook it in front of Jester, admonishing him, "No, Jester, you have to remember that if things don't work out satisfactorily, then don't regret it and don't try to force a remedy. Our current strength is not enough to deal with the current manpower of the Holy See. Understand? You must learn to make trade-offs. You have already initially built up a small universe, as long as you continue to cultivate, you will most likely reach the effect of shedding your body before I do, and at that time, you will be the so-called Immortal level, are you still afraid of not being able to retaliate against your enemies?"
Jester muttered clear, "No's, no ah, boss, you listen to me, you won't punch quiet again." He gently waved his fist up, and Good viciously revealed a smile.
Yi dust evacuated a bit of sinews, satisfied, "Then, all the problems are solved, Phil, wait for dawn you go to the gate to meet the newspaper, see what the headlines are, I'm looking forward to the British Empire tabloid reporter's performance Oh. I really don't know how the Holy See is going to hide certain things, I'm really looking forward to it."
Yi Dust suddenly remembered another question and asked Jester strangely, "So, Jester, tell you what, why don't those people from the White Dark Council finish off Paul? Wouldn't it be more direct if they took out Paul and then destroyed those two holy weapons? You know that they value the lives of their members, can they not care about a little sacrifice if they can strike at the Holy See?"
Jester said dryly, "A holy weapon can be destroyed destroyed, but a holy weapon that has been recognized, his holy power can never be destroyed. The Holy See can infuse the holy power on it within any utensil of the same nature, and although the effect is slightly worse, there isn't much of a difference."
Yi Chuan shouted, "Originally going to be so, you're clearly black. Then, the worst way to deal with these holy weapons is to seal them up, no? That's why those lucky vampires had to run away with the holy swords, their lowest councilor had no way to seal the holy weapons, right?" Jester nodded his head and recognized Yi Duan's statement, Yi Duan laughed and said, rubbing his hands together in an agitated manner, "Fake or not. This kind of bad play thing actually can't see, Fake Fake Fake would like to see a on the east white magic sealing means ah, pity, pity, white dark council absolutely won't be happy for you to come to observe their line of silence."
Jester looked at Yi Chuan a bit strangely, he really didn't understand why Yi Chuan would be interested in these.
Yi dust mood became very good, shouting to put together a table of mahjong, off the end of the gathering of the public gambling, philly jiao laughed sitting under his small legs to him haphazardly out of the cards, so that Yi dust a time whether small defeat surplus loss, and sitting on his upper hand of phil whether full of smiles and even eat the cards.
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The ground dawned, Phil came out to wait for the paper, and Kane was weakly pulled out of the bet by Jester.
Ten minutes later, a surprised Phil walked in, "Boss, there's nothing in the paper about St. Paul's Cathedral. The Times news director swore up and down that he would send a reporter there first thing. Similarly, there is no news related to St. Paul's Cathedral on top of a tabloid like The Sun, and even news like more than twenty police officers suddenly being seriously injured and hospitalized is not reported."
Easy Dust snatched an eight-barrel from under Phyllis without a word of quiet, threw a forty thousand out, and said with hot indifference, "Is that so? Very bad, very bad, Jester, look, look, the false power of the Church is not something you can imagine. Even the British royal family's dog bites people dare to report the Sun newspaper, this time actually a little bit of static did not have. Their power is not weak."
Jester grunted coldly, grimaced and didn't say anything, and threw a card out carelessly, which turned out to be cheap for Gore, who smiled and ate his card.
Easily dust stood up, stretched a lazy waist and said, "Bad tired, bad tired, Jester, the last time you warned me, the old vain a little, yesterday night under the ground if not whether I have bad luck, your power enough to support me from a distance, I have been killed. Remember, I only live once. I can waste my life, but I don't want to drag my partner down with me. Little family all rest for a while, that's it for this time, nothing more bad to say."
Vaguely, a few people with particularly sharp senses, such as Yi Chuan and Phyllis and Jester, vaguely felt some kind of strange vibration coming from the sky, but it was very weak, Yi Chuan shrugged his shoulders, and pulled Phyllis upstairs without a care in the world.
A big hour ago, Yi Dust was woken up by Phil: "Boss, someone from Scotland Yard has requested to see you, well, no a low-level superintendent."
Easy Dust muttered a few words, "A high ranking superintendent? Phil, have we had any fights inside the yard lately? Any deaths or other violent crimes?"
Phil also whether confused shook his head and said: "Recently outside the field everything is normal ah, a few like to cause trouble big son were taught a lesson before not dare to go again, the wind is calm, you do not have any handle in their hands outside ah. What's more, half a month later, you don't just welcome a batch of money to their leader?"
Yi dust full of displeasure re-dressed, to the second floor of the parlor.
That a partial, small probably forty years old low-level police superintendent smilingly stretched out his hand: "Mr. Yi dust, long time to learn a small name, can see you can fake not easy ah."
Yi Dust's hand also reached out and shook his hand, "This is. I basically know all the Scotland Yard police officers, but you are rare."
This police superintendent introduced himself to you, "Your name is Victor, Carl Victor, you can call you Carl."
Yi Duan secretly laughed in his heart, "Karl? Very much like a dog's name." However, on the surface, he still courteously said to the superintendent, "It's an honor to meet you, Mr. Karl. You are..." He reached out and the two of them took a seat on the couch.
Carl shrugged his shoulders with a British posture, shook his head slightly to show that he had no choice but to say, "You are responsible for certain special cases, so you have a lot of dealings with small people like you, and this time, you have no choice but to ask Mr. Yi for a share of the work."
Yi Chen nodded slightly, "To cooperate with the police to maintain the stability of the society is our obligation, we are all law-abiding citizens of the British Empire, may I ask, what kind of case is it that sends out a senior police officer from the Special Investigation Division?" From Karl's self-introduction, Yi Duan slightly guessed the organization Karl belonged to.
Carl closed the door and said, "A special plane belonging to the Vatican Church was shot down by a heavy anti-aircraft missile and crashed into a residential area. According to the analysis, the attacker used the Stinger missiles which may or may not be ugly and domestically produced, would you like to ask Mr. Yiduan, do you have any information about it? Do you know of anyone who's recently released a rumor about buying such arms?"
Mr. Yiduan's heart stirred, so that burst of vibration is because of this, the Holy See's aircraft was shot down? I don't know if there is a cardinal as big as that on it, if there is, I'm afraid that kind of medieval situation of crazy trial and crazy fire sentence is going to appear again, isn't it? Retaliation from the Holy See is no fun.
Yi Duan smiled and said, "Are you a law-abiding privateer, Mr. Karl, do you think you would sell arms? That fake no is too scary, how could you possibly know these things?" Mr. Carl stared at Mr. Carl and said, "I don't think you're a law-abiding private citizen, do you think you would sell arms?
Carl gazed at Yi dust, sincerely said: "Mr. Yi dust, I do not say any meaningless hypocritical words, you are what kind of character, you know yourself, we also more or less have a little information in. However, compared to all the other big bosses, you are still considered to be the most peaceful, so we don't want to offend someone like you. Give me a little bit of what I want to know, and I'll leave right away."
Yi Chen picked up the wine glass that Gore served and took a heavy sip, smiling, "Is that so? Then.... Hmm... That's a tough one."
Karl looked at Yi Duan and said gravely, "We have been given a lot of pressure from above, and I hope you can understand. We have the information of all the bosses in London City in our hands, however, we are not very familiar with certain channels, so we still ask for your cooperation. The special plane that was attacked this time is affiliated with the Holy See, and it's likely that it will evolve into a particularly serious incident because of the Holy See, so if Mr. Yi Duan's interests are damaged because of our comprehensive investigation, I'm afraid that's something you wouldn't want to see, right?"
Yi Chen didn't pay any attention to his euphemistic threat, and said with the look of a live pig not afraid of the hot water, "Your meaning, are you still unclear, alas, but if you can guarantee something, perhaps you'll be able to recall what's going on." Since Karl himself have admitted certain channels they are not clear, then also will not know their own library death in the end no some what it, Yi dust a on the son of heavy tighten up to go.
Carl nodded and said knowingly, "If you can provide some unique and valuable information, of course, I will be happy to give Mr. Yi dust some special care in the future."
Mr. Yi Dust smiled with satisfaction, and said to Carl, "Thank you for your promise, a gentleman will keep his promise. Well, there is a special villa in a garden area in the East End of London, with a golden roof, and its owner may know something about it. Of course, for some reason, you didn't get to say the following, did you?"
Carl looked at Yi Duan and asked with a bit of doubt, "This master, what kind of person is he? Channel or intermediary?"
Yi dust looked at Karl, rolled one on the eyes, do not speak, a long time, finished drinking in the hands of the wine to mention enough Karl's appetite before, he only fast swallowed said: "He? Can he be a small, lightweight character. Oh, a light firepower character."
Carl understood something, and secretly cursed Yi Duan a few times in his heart, "I guess, this heavyweight still has certain unhappiness with you, otherwise where would you be willing to say it so painfully?" However, on the surface, he still smiled and expressed his gratitude to Yi Chuan.
Yi Dust greeted the guests with a smile, and as he neared the small doorway, he asked in passing, "Mr. Carl, why did those people attack the Holy See's special plane? Are there no little people down there?"
Carl answered him smoothly, "Big people? No, there's no one up there except the two unlucky pilots, that's strange, what do they want? God forbid that the two Lord Cardinals weren't on the plane, or else." Carl's face also had a little afterthought, if the two cardinals were on the plane, I'm afraid that the British government's security measures would have to be attacked by Christians all over the world to a disastrous extent.
Yiduan watched Karl get off the car before driving far away, standing in the doorway of Chinatown contemplating: "Well, the plane under the small probability of people are not Sgang's hands, right, so that it may be possible to escape from such a situation, well, but also able to take away the holy weapon without time. Strange, Paul is not under the plane?"
Yi dust suddenly smiled: "very good it, the Holy See's heart is really ruthless, just like this gave up Paul, also ah, but is a year's time, a year later, can be born a glorious holy knight, how wonderful things ah, although the holy sword is missing power is not enough to fully play out, but think at least is also considered a master. "
Yi dust staggered back, the holy weapon thing is so ended, less more is still complete it. Although I don't know whether it is the people of the White Darkness Council who did these things, however, in the end, what is the inside story, and Yi dust and no what to start? The most of the holy weapon came to the direction of whether which outside, and Yi dust what to do?
At the same time, White Guardian and his boss in a secret stronghold in London's West End, the two stared blankly at the Times today's special edition, special report on the attack.
Blackgard muttered, "Boss, these people you're looking for, they're a little too slow and a little too hard on the eyes, aren't they? What are you going to do?"
His boss' face was also extremely ugly, "These crazy people of theirs, they actually, actually directly hit the Holy See's special plane with missiles, God, I didn't mean to offend you. Bai Jiade, hurry up and pay them the remaining amount, we will leave England immediately."
Regardless of this pair of wonderful people's hands and feet are idle to deal with the former matter, but whether their efficiency is still not bad, a late next time to find a mercenary organization, and these mercenaries also directly use missiles to attack the special plane of the Holy See, false or not it is wonderful.
Of course, the same time, in the western suburbs of London within a manor, a dark parliamentary group of people are to the radio informs: "Goya parliamentarian adults, a guy hired our peripheral mercenaries asked to fight for the holy weapon, I instructed them to attack the Holy See's special plane, you have any instructions?"
Goya laughed maniacally, "Hahahahahahaha, is it wonderful, did I order someone to do it? Very bad, very bad, tell them to hide. Hahahahahahahahaha, you have got the holy sword, and the special plane was destroyed, the holy armor must be no damage, the power of this set of holy weapons has been slightly reduced. Very bad, very bad, I've done a good job, wait until the last election, you'll offer to demote me to a lowly deacon."
Things in the world are such as to possess a universal connection, this is indeed a very amusing thing....
