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The majestic conference hall of the temple in the middle of the city. x
This temple covers an area about twice as large as Monica's North County Abbey. The archbishop in charge of this temple is called Anderson. He was in civilian clothes, and so were the other archbishops, but Monica was quite flamboyant.
Among a group of middle-aged people, she is a wonderful... This is a compliment.
Seven archbishops gathered here. It can be said that apart from the pope and the saint, everyone in the Temple of Life who can speak has come.
Because it was a secret gathering, everyone had guards, three or four less, seven or eight more, but Monica only brought one beta.
Moreover, Beta's painting style is different from those other guards with stern faces and gloomy faces. He has a handsome face and outstanding temperament. Even though almost everyone knows that he is a mercenary and male favourite, many people still notice him.
This is the role of high charisma, which can offset the negative impact of status gap to a certain extent, at least it can leave an impression, whether it is good or bad, it is much better than ignoring.
Moni's arrival attracted the attention of all the archbishops, but no one took the initiative to talk to her. Instead, they sat and chatted in twos and threes on their own.
This is one of the commonly used negotiating methods for elderly people, and they deliberately ignore it.
In other words, put on airs first to support the aura. It's not that this kind of method is bad. In the case of similar strength, this can usually add a little bit of trouble to the enemy, but Monica really doesn't care.
After the past few days, she realized that these so-called archbishops are actually very weak. They are indeed very vicious and domineering, but that is for those who are not as powerful as them, or those who are afraid of them.
But if they meet someone who is not afraid of death, who hates them desperately, and has the ability to threaten them, they will be afraid, give in, and even compromise.
Beta called this behavior 'weakness of the bourgeoisie', saying that in order to protect his own interests, he did not dare to die with the enemy.
Although the word is strange, Monica has a strange feeling. She still remembered that Beta's expression was also very lonely.
"I'm the pope now, and I'm a bourgeoisie, so I've almost lost my weakness."
At that time, Beta's face was full of self-mockery, but Monica couldn't understand: "You dare to kill even God, who dares to say you are weak."
"If it was me in the past, it would be strange if I didn't turn the entire holy city upside down when encountering such a thing. But now, I can only investigate slowly, thinking east and west, for fear of affecting the overall situation. This is also true in essence. A kind of weakness."
Monica couldn't understand Beta's thoughts. In her opinion, it is normal to be patient for the sake of the overall situation.
"It's just a reason for self-comfort."
Beta sighed a long time at that time, Monica looked at him and wanted to say something to enlighten him, but felt unable to answer. She couldn't understand what the other party said.
But fortunately, the next day, Beta returned to her original calm appearance.
Monica also ignored the archbishops, she chatted with Beta with a smile on her face, chatting about homework without saying a word, talking about clothing matching, dressing styles and other things.
Beta can also answer. Although he doesn't know much about clothing trimming and matching art, he has never seen a pig walk, but at least he has eaten pork. In the information age, as soon as he turns on the computer, various news advertisements pop up. Celebrities and Internet celebrities appear on the scene, and after watching them a lot, they naturally know some basic clothing matching, color management and other skills.
After about an hour or so, Monica was very calm and quiet. She felt that she would not be tired after chatting with Beta for three days and three nights.
But those archbishops are not very willing.
Finally, they began to look at Monica frequently, and finally the old archbishop sitting on the main seat couldn't help it, coughed lightly, and attracted everyone's attention.
"I invite everyone to come here this time, just to talk about what happened recently." He kept staring at Monica's face with a very serious expression: "Everyone is a civilized person, don't behave so barbarously! Fight and kill Killing is not good, do you think what I said is right, Ms Celia!"
Monica nodded again and again in agreement: "You are right, Archbishop Andrew. I have heard of your name when I was a priest. You are my idol, and you have always been the target I want to pursue."
The other archbishops frowned when they heard this. The status of the archbishop is second only to the pope and the saint. This Celia is now at least in name, and Andrew is of the same class, and judging from the "situation" in the past few days, they feel that Celia is indeed capable of surpassing others, and can barely match them. On an equal footing.
But when it comes to catching up... This is already the highest position that women in the temple can achieve. Does she still want to become a saint, or the pope
The basic requirement for a saint is to be a virgin, and Celia will not pass the first test if she plays with male favorites.
It is possible to be a saint.
Do you want to be pope
Thinking of this, these archbishops couldn't help laughing in their hearts, and three of them even laughed out loud, which is too ridiculous.
Monica knew what they were laughing about and didn't care. She continued: "I also think that we archbishops should unite as one, but I feel that I am excluded, so I am very unhappy."
"This is not the reason for you to do it in private." A archbishop pointed at Monica's nose and cursed.
Monica looked at him, smiled and said, "How about I come to your house tonight?"
The archbishop suddenly trembled with anger: "Look, look, this woman is too arrogant. She killed so many people, and she still didn't admit her mistake. Even Robes was pissed to death by her."
"People will die when they get old." Monica said lightly: "I am also very disappointed by the death of Archbishop Roberts, but this is not the reason for you to place the blame on me."
"Anyway, stop your recent behavior." Andrew looked at Monica, waved his hand, and said in a reprimanded tone: "Don't let outsiders see our jokes, our Temple of Life should be united, not infighting. "
"But I don't feel like anyone wants to be united with me."
The other archbishops were full of anger. They felt that this woman had a thick skin, and they were not ashamed at all for being rejected to such an extent.
Andrew asked: "How can you stop and release the conditions."
Monica snorted, and asked in a surprised tone: "Didn't I tell you when I notified you before, I want news and information, but none of you are willing to listen or help me?" Find."
"Exclude me to such an extent, what kind of unity are you talking about?"