Firefly Journey

Chapter 124 The Milky Way Turns and Sails Dance (7)

The regular meetings of the Principality's parliament are held on Mondays.

Besides the seven dukes who preside over the meeting, there are dozens of other members of parliament, but they only have the right to make suggestions, not the right to make decisions.

Opposite the Grand Duke's seat was a special seat.

That's the location of the Papacy.

The Papacy generally does not participate in the internal affairs of the principality, so that position is often vacant.

Today is different.

An adult male dressed in a black sun robe sat there with his eyes closed, seemingly oblivious to the meeting's proceedings, not uttering a single word.

He only opened his eyes after the meeting ended and the members of parliament gradually dispersed.

The man's name was Relocat, a direct subordinate of "Wrath of Flames" Conrad, and an archbishop of the Court of Judgment of the Holy See.

Since the archbishop hadn't left, the seven dukes naturally didn't dare to leave either, and waited quietly.

"Lord Demos, please stay for a moment; the rest of you may proceed as you see fit."

The archbishop finally spoke.

The dukes exchanged glances, perfectly understanding the meaning behind the words: "Please leave," meaning get out of the way and stop getting in the way.

After the six dukes left, only Gibran and Reylowcourt remained in the hall.

Do you know why I asked you to stay?

The papal archbishop stood up, put his hands behind his back, and never looked at him.

Kahlil Gibran Demos was already used to his condescending attitude. He bent down slightly, moved closer, and said, "This... I really don't know."

Relocot said in a deep voice, "The mighty city of Il City, the capital of the Duchy, should have been the safest place in the world."

His eyes suddenly darted around, and he said sternly, "But now some clowns can't hold back anymore and have jumped out of the darkness, making quite a fuss. They are truly audacious. Haven't you dukes and nobles received a single word about this?"

"This……"

Kahlil Gibran certainly knew what he was talking about; it was nothing more than matters concerning believers in evil gods.

It is true that the city of Yi is jointly controlled by the seven dukes, but the Papacy is the true owner of the duchy. The management of the superhumans is usually the Papacy's business.

The fact that this archbishop has suddenly become so enraged as to question me suggests that there's more to the story than meets the eye.

Sure enough, Relocat continued, "The reason you have been able to stand firm in the Duchy for a thousand years is because of the support of the Holy See. But now, some of you seem to be dissatisfied with the Holy See and are trying to start your own independent entity. Isn't that a bit illogical?"

Gibran's mind raced, and he said, "Is the bishop trying to say that the National Assembly has been infiltrated by followers of evil gods?"

Relokote nodded: "I suspect it's your Demos family."

Gibran's mind went blank for a moment, but he quickly recovered. According to the Vatican's style of doing things, if they really determined that you were involved with an evil god, why would they waste time talking to you? They would have arrested you long ago.

The fact that Relocat could still spout nonsense meant that his Demos family was actually innocent.

"Impossible! Absolutely impossible!" Gibran said firmly. "My Deimos family is utterly loyal to the Papacy! We have no disloyalty whatsoever!"

Relocat watched his expression throughout, seemingly unable to find any fault with him, and then smiled faintly: "It's best if there isn't one, in fact, the Vatican doesn't believe it either. But the fact that the evil god has infiltrated the National Council is real, which means that every matter discussed within the Duchy and every decree issued is under the surveillance of that evil god."

"And this evil god seems to be the same strange evil god that appeared in the Marquis Knox incident some time ago. Can you elaborate on the transactions between your Demos family and Marquis Knox?"

Gibran was startled. He had long ago handed over the family business to his descendants, and he didn't know the specifics of the situation. However, it was not hard to tell from Reylowcott's words that this matter was related to the Demos family, which was troublesome.

"The Demos family is willing to accept any investigation by the Vatican."

Kahlil Gibran understood that the prosperity of the Demos family depended on the Papacy, and once the Papacy deemed them useless, the family would be finished.

“Don’t be nervous.” Relocat suddenly smiled and said, “Since I’ve come to see you, it’s because I trust the Demos family. As for the purpose of seeing you, as I just mentioned, the National Council has been infiltrated by an evil god, and the Vatican doesn’t know exactly who it is. What you need to do is pay attention to anyone whose behavior is abnormal and who shows a tendency to become a follower of the evil god.”

Kahlil Gibran quickly declared, "It is my duty!"

Relocat said, "Among the seven dukes, your Demos family has the most complex and powerful influence."

This is a good thing, and the Papacy hopes to extend this good thing to the entire duchy.

Kahlil Gibran nodded sharply: "That's for sure."

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In the cramped dormitory, Lin Yuanran sat on the bed, his extraordinary items scattered around him.

He placed the "Convenient Key" and the "Thousand Illusion Mask" aside, and held in his hand the "Fantasy Ledger".

He had already figured out the functions of the key and the mask. One could open any lock, and the other could transform him into anyone, even to the point of being indistinguishable from the real thing.

It was only after many days that he finally figured out how to use this "fantasy ledger".

The effects of the fantasy ledger far exceeded Lin Yuanran's imagination.

The most distinctive feature of this book is its record-keeping. Not just any record, but a record of divine pronouncements.

It can also be described as storage. It can store the oracle's attributes in different pages and release it when needed. Although the effect is not as overpowered as the first release, it is not significantly reduced and retains about three-quarters of the original power.

Lin Yuanran had experimented and found that even after recording the Great Flame Dragon inside, its destructive power remained formidable when released.

It's important to understand that Lin Yuanran's own knowledge of divine oracle skills is nothing special; the true power of the Fantasy Ledger lies in its record-keeping capabilities.

This kind of record isn't just for one's own records; it can also record those of others. In other words, without the enemy knowing that Lin Yuanran possesses such a treasure, he can use the Illusionary Ledger to collect the divine pronouncements they use and then release them back at them, truly achieving an eye for an eye and a tooth for a tooth.

However, even something as bizarre as this has limitations.

Lin Yuanran infused his magic power into it, which was equivalent to "recognizing a master." This resulted in the intensity of the divine pronouncements that the Fantasy Ledger could record being related to Lin Yuanran's cultivation level.

It's somewhat of a double-edged sword, as it can't record divine pronouncements from those at a higher level than Lin Yuanran. However, its advantage lies in its unpredictability. Overall, the effect of the Illusion Ledger is a great help to Lin Yuanran.

Now that he has awakened a second time and unlocked new uses for the Fantasy Ledger, Lin Yuanran's strength has greatly increased. As a result, he plans to do what he has always wanted to do.

That's making money.

Each of the three extraordinary items has its own use, but none of them are offensive magical artifacts. The standard staff issued by the academy is too ordinary, and Lin Yuanran doesn't like it.

He desperately wanted to have his own staff.

Good staff academies do exist, but they require expensive points to acquire.

With his strength greatly increased, Lin Yuanran began to think about earning points.

He went to the college's task posting area, hoping to find some work to do.