People in Terra, poor and weak but invincible

Chapter 810: Rewarding Mostima

"Cough cough!"

The musketeer coughed twice to remind the Pope to be aware of his identity.

The Pope also came to his senses and realized that this was his own child and he could not scold him.

After calming down, the Pope responded: "What does the Originium movement have to do with her?"

The cavalry organized his words and explained with difficulty:

“From the current performance, her helping Tracys ascend to godhood is directly related to Tracys activating the source stone that is powerful enough to destroy this land.

In other words, in the eyes of the nations today, it was Mostima who created a world-destroying crisis for this land."

The Pope was silent.

The Pope began to think.

The Pope suddenly laughed out loud.

Gun Cavalry:?

Shit, is the Pope mad?

"Pope, please calm down. I will find a way to contact Fiammetta right now and bring Mostima back as soon as possible." The Gunner made a hasty promise.

"Don't worry!"

The Pope said with a smile: "Let Xiao Mo continue to play. This child has done a great service to our Lateran. When she comes back... we will reward her according to her merits."

The musketeers were a little confused and couldn't understand the Pope's mental state at the moment.

The Pope stood up, patted the musketeer on the shoulder, and explained:

"Good fortune and disaster go hand in hand. Lateran has sent out a message to all nations, and the Universal Summit is about to be held. Unfortunately, Lateran is not a powerful country, and its influence is not taken seriously. So far, it has not received much feedback.

Now that Mostima has caused trouble, it is just the right time to attract other countries. Even if it is just to steal some intelligence, they will send representatives to attend the summit. Isn't this a great thing?"

The Gun Rider said worriedly:

"What if an envoy from a major country puts pressure on us? In this case, the countries will most likely unite to target Lateran."

"Don't panic, I have a plan."

"Please let the Pope know."

"Let's call Qi Yan over."

Upon hearing this, the musketeers couldn't help but make a tactical retreat.

Then he hesitated for a moment and asked, "Will Qi Yan come?"

"Why won't he come?"

The Pope patted himself on the back and said, "We have old men in the Lateran, too."

The Pope pointed out the window again: "There are a lot of beautiful young girls."

Finally, the Pope put his hands on his waist and said, "If the Sarkaz can attract Qi Yan to join in the fun, how can our Sakota lose?"

This time, it was the musketeers' turn to fall silent.

After trying hard to digest it for a while, the Gunner decided to give up thinking.

Matters at the national policy level can be left to the Pope; he only needs to think about one other thing.

"Pope, when Mostima comes back, what reward are you going to give her?"

Hearing the question from the musketeer, the Pope lowered his head and thought hard, and finally finalized the plan:

"When she comes back, first give her a month's house arrest so that she can have a good rest. She must be exhausted from running around outside during this period.

Then reward her by asking her to recite the entire doctrine every day, so that she can work hard to improve herself. After all, she represents the face of our Lateran when she walks outside.

Finally, I will reward her by not allowing her to eat sweets for a month. Not even a little bit of sweets. A little girl will get fat if she eats too much sweets. That’s all for now.”

……

……

Kazdale Nursing Home.

Mostima squatted in the corner, not participating in the reunion on Rhodes Island, and fiddled with the staff in his hand.

She suddenly shuddered for no reason, as if a malicious force was descending upon her out of nowhere.

"what's the situation?"

Mastema scratched his head, not wanting to delve into these matters, and said to the staff in a gentle voice:

"Old man, be obedient and come out."

"No, sis!"

The skeleton beast cried out in grievance inside the staff: "Don't you know how to count? Two fragments are definitely stronger than one. Why don't you let me stay in the staff? Why do you have to drive me out?"

Mastema said seriously:

"I am a principled Sakota. I promised the Pope to keep the staff safe, so I must bring it back to the Lateran intact."

"You believe what I said?" The giant skeleton laughed angrily, "Besides, this staff has been broken once, how can it be considered intact?"

"Hey, do you mean to blame Qi Yan?"

Mostima immediately stood up and went to find Qi Yan to complain.

The skeleton beast was so scared that it kept admitting its mistake: "My dear, I was wrong, but I promised to help the Sarkaz return to Kazdel, you can't let me continue to be their means of transportation afterwards.

Do I look like a sucker?"

"But if I take you back, the Pope might skin me alive," Mostima said worriedly.

The skeleton beast comforted him, "Don't worry, I have seen the future. What you will face when you go back this time will definitely be a fate more painful than having your muscles pulled out and your skin peeled off."

Mastema: "...Thank you."

She stood up and continued walking towards Qi Yan.

"Why are you still looking for him?" asked the giant skeleton beast.

"I'll leave you to him, and then I'll run away. I can't go back to Rutland."

Mostima has already started planning her next trip: "Do you think it's better for me to go to Iberia to see the sea, or to Kjerag to ski?"

"You can't go anywhere?"

"why?"

"Did you forget about the angry red bird?"

"..."

Mostima was shocked, slapped his forehead, and immediately quickened his pace and rushed to Qi Yan.

She pressed the staff into Qi Yan's hands and begged:

"Help me carry half of this thing away. I need to run away quickly. Otherwise, when the furry bun comes to my door, I will have to experience the howitzer face washing again."

"Is there such a good thing?" Qi Yan raised his eyebrows.

The shapeshifter in the crowd rolled his eyes and decisively contacted other individuals to gather at the Silverstone Cliff Basin, trying to seize every moment to help Fiammetta get here.

Mostima was as anxious as an ant on a hot pan. If her own strength did not allow it, she would have wanted to perform a knee-breaking show on the spot, swear to rebel against Lateran and be loyal to Rhodes Island.

Just when Mostima was thinking about throwing away the staff and running away alone, Qi Yan suddenly showed kindness and knocked the ground with his staff:

"Come out, give me a soul fragment and your body, and place them in me."

The skeleton beast was overjoyed: "Finally, someone doesn't despise me!"

He decisively tore open his own soul, which turned into a faint light and sank into the back of Qi Yan's left hand, transforming into a translucent whale skeleton mark.

After completing this, the skeleton beast continued to celebrate:

"Someone is willing to accept me. I'm not the money-loser that everyone hates!"

Everyone in Rhodes Island: "..."

It was the first time they had seen such a pitiful god.

Mastema ignored the cheers of the skeleton beast, snatched back the staff, tore open the chronological crack, drilled in and disappeared in front of everyone.

The shapeshifter said regretfully, "Just letting her get away like that?"

Qi Yan touched the back of his hand, and a sly smile appeared on his lips:

"She can't avoid the first day, but she will definitely go back to join in the fun when the World Summit comes.

The more she runs now, the more miserable she will be when Fiammetta catches her."

"It seems that we have no choice but to attend the summit of all nations."

The shapeshifter put his hands together and gave the same sly smile as Qi Yan.