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"Four distinguished guests, the Pope would like to invite you to chat for a while, may I come with me?" The middle-aged priest looked gentle and respectful in his tone.

Mag looked at the middle-aged missionary, a tenth-level great magician, who was a bishop of the Holy See.

McGonagall has always kept a respectful distance from the somewhat mysterious pope, and doesn't want Amy to have too much connection with him.

The Holy See once led the human race out of the Dark Ages and established the Ross Empire.

However, the Holy See has always been rigid, and there are many internal rules. Once you enter the Holy See, you can't help yourself.

It's just that the pope seems to care a lot about Amy. Not only does he want to make her a saint of the Holy See and give her wings of light, but he also comes to her door several times.

If it was before, McGonagall just found a reason and prevaricated, not wanting to meet the old man.

But today is different from the past, he no longer needs to be in awe of the Pope because of his strength, so he plans to meet the old man to see what he really wants.

"Let's go, take us there." Mag looked at the bishop and said.

"Follow me, please." The bishop nodded with a smile, and led the crowd into a deserted alley.

As soon as the group stepped into the alley, a flash of light flashed in front of their eyes, and they had already appeared in a resplendent and magnificent hall.

Mag was spying on the ingenuity of the teleportation formation in his heart, but his eyes were attracted by the Pope standing in the center of the hall, wearing a white costume and a crown.

The bishop who brought Mag and the others to the hall saluted the Pope, and then exited the hall.

"Father, isn't this the grandpa who gave me wings?" Amy whispered.

"Yes." Mag nodded slightly.

"You guys, you are here." The Pope turned around, looked at Mag and the others and said with a smile, his eyes fell on Amy, and his eyes were even more shining, as if he was looking at some treasure.

"My lord pope asked us to come here. I don't know why?" McGonagall looked at the pope and asked straight to the point.

The Pope looked at Mag with a warm smile and said, "Don't be impatient, little friend. You and I met once many years ago, but I didn't expect you to encounter many setbacks since then. Not only did you not sink, but you were reborn from adversity. The sky is falling."

"Do you know who I am?"

"There is no second person like you in this world."

Mag smiled, "But there are only a few people in this world who can guess my identity."

"If you didn't care about being guessed, I would not have guessed it either." The Pope smiled slightly, turned to look at Irina and said, "Princess Irina, please come and be safe."

"Old guy, I didn't expect you to still look like this after so many years." Irina looked at the Pope and said with a smile.

Back then, she often traveled between Luodu and the Forest of Wind, and was tricked into joining the Holy See by the Pope, who also said that she would be made a saint.

But back then, she was careful, and heard that there were so many messy rules in the Holy See, and there were even rules on what time to get up every day, so she ran away.

She had heard from McGonagall that the Pope had invited Amy to become the saint of the Holy See, but she didn't expect that the Holy See was so shameless that she even used the method of blocking the road.

"It's been like this for decades, and it doesn't mean that it can be changed." The Pope shook his head slightly, his eyes fell on Annie who was beside him, his smile became gentler, he waved to her, and said, "Son, come here. "

Annie glanced at the Pope, feeling quite kind in her heart, but she still looked at McGonagall inquiringly.

"I'm here this time to tell you, don't continue to think about Amy, let alone think about Anne." The smile on Mag's face faded away, and he looked at the Pope with a bit of a look in his eyes alert.

"I think this child is very destined for me, so I want to send her a blessing without any malice." The pope explained with a smile.

"No need, we don't believe in the Holy See." McGrady Anne refused.

Anne's identity is very special, although she does not have the slightest aura of the old rulers on her body,

A pure good soul.

But the Pope has a special status after all, and his strength is unknown. If he says to send blessings, but actually shoots at Annie, he is not absolutely sure that he can protect Annie and Amy at the same time.

"You have a good daughter. Since you don't want me to give you blessings, I can only give her a small gift, which can be used to turn bad luck into good fortune." The pope took out a small piece of simple black jade, and after that There are many complicated runes on it, and it flew towards Annie with a light throw, and finally hovered in front of her.

Annie still didn't rush to pick up the jade, but looked at Mag.

"Accept it, this is the Pope's wish." Mag nodded slightly.

Annie reached out and grabbed the jade, and then thanked the Pope in sign language.

"The child's voice?" The Pope looked at Anne in surprise.

"Naturally, but she is now able to communicate using sign language." McGonagall explained.

"How can such an excellent person have such flaws in his voice? It should be used to sing beautifully." The Pope shook his head, thought for a while, and took out a small bottle and handed it to Mag.

"This is?" Mag wondered.

"This is a bottle of high-grade throat elixir. Although I don't know how much it can improve her condition, it should have some effect." The Pope said.

"Thank you." Annie said in sign language herself.

"You're welcome." The Pope nodded slightly, and finally looked at Anne, with a smile all over his cheeks immediately, "Little friend Amy, would you like to be the saint of our Holy See? If you want to, you will be in a while The master of this hall."

"no!"

"dream!"

"I don't want to!"

Three voices sounded almost simultaneously.

The smile on the pope's face seemed a bit absurd. There is actually a family in this world who rejects being the pope of the Holy See so much.

If this kind of thing happened a hundred years ago, it would be completely unimaginable.

"Grandpa with a beard, although I am very grateful for the wings you gave me, I still don't want to be your saint. I want to stay in the restaurant and by my father and mother's side."

"Actually, even if you become a saint, you can still stay in the restaurant, stay with your father and mother, until you become an adult, and it will not be too late to return to the Holy See." The Pope said with a smile.

"Do you think we will hand over the child we have worked so hard to bring up to your Holy See?" Mag smiled. "Even if our husband and wife agree, then you have to ask Crassus and Julian if they agree."

"It doesn't matter whether the two of them agree or not, what matters is whether Amy agrees." The Pope looked at Mag and said calmly.

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