I'm A Detective In The Beauty World

Chapter 409: Beman’s Assassination

“Are you sure you won’t follow us?”

Hearing Xie Lun’s question, the black cat sitting at the gate of the monastery turned his head and glanced behind him with a little nostalgia: “My master has gone, thanks to you, she has gone to heaven, and I want to Go to her.”

Irene, who was standing next to Xie Lun, had red eyes and whispered, “Can’t you stay with me?”

The black cat shook his head and smiled evilly: “Every witch will find her own pet, and every pet can only have one owner. Irene, you will find your own pet in the future, and I Going back to my master.”

“Shalen, thank you for everything, Irene… I beg you.”

With that, the black cat stood up, nodded three times at Xie Lun, then turned and walked into the monastery gracefully.

When the black cat walked in, the gate of the monastery closed suddenly. After a while, the monastery made a rumble, the ground trembled slightly, and countless rubbles rolled down from the monastery’s walls.

“Hurry up, here is going to collapse.”

Xie Lun hugged Irene around his waist and flew back. Before retreating to the flat ground with vegetables outside, the towering ancient monastery collapsed and turned into a cloud of smoke.

“The dust returns to the dust to the ground, everything turns into the dust of the past, and the smoke disappears.” Sharon sighed and turned to look at Beman not far away. “Knight Beman, what are your plans next?”

Beman was covered in black cloak all over, he couldn’t see his appearance, but his voice was a little hoarse: “I want to do one thing first, do something I should have done a long time ago.”

“Then?”

“I want the world to take a turn, and after so many years of living, I have always been in the Holy See, and I have never really observed the world.”

“Then I wish you a pleasant journey, do you need me to send you a ride?”

“No, maybe sometime in the future, I will come to you again and let you put me into a real peaceful sleep.”

Beman tightened his cloak tightly, turned and strode out.

Seeing Beman’s back, Irene leaned sadly in Xie Lun’s arms and whispered: “Will the Holy See really let us go?”

“I am afraid that for a long time in the future, the Holy See will not have the energy to worry about our affairs. What’s more, I am here, what are you afraid of.” Xie Lun looked down at her and smiled, “Do you still think about the Holy See? ?”

“Who said that, until now, I have no other support besides you.” Irene stretched out her hand and grasped Sharon’s collar and whispered, “It must be the Lord’s will to meet you. From now on, I will depend on life and death, and will never be separated.”

“Since it is the Lord’s will, then from now on, we must often discuss the Bible and pray together.” Xie Lun approached Irene’s ear and whispered, “It’s just that when we pray in the future, there must be nothing under the robe. Wear it, do you hear me clearly?”

Irene Qiao blushed, curled up in Xie Lun’s arms and did not speak, but just nodded gently.

Xie Lun smiled and stretched out his hand to draw a circle in the air. The Ancient One in Kamar-Taj opened his eyes again, and saw a cluster of sparks shooting through the air, and soon opened a cluster of portals splashing with countless sparks.

“When did this kid learn Kamar-Taj’s spells?”

Ancient One was taken aback, and suddenly remembered Samaleron who was thrown into the pot by the devil. Is this how Sharon learned Kamar-Taj’s spells?

But without the Profound Ring, even if you master the spell, you shouldn’t be able to open the portal, right?

Naturally Ancient One didn’t know that this portal was actually created out of thin air by Sharon’s “Wish” ability to activate the Shroud, consuming mana.

Xie Lun hugged Irene and stepped into the portal. With a snap of his fingers, the portal disappeared.

“Brother?”

Shelley looked at Sharon standing in front of him, and couldn’t help but widen his eyes.

“Hi, Shelley,” Sharon put Irene down and laughed, “How’s your time in Miami?”

***

In the Holy See, on the golden throne that belonged to the pope, At the moment was sitting a strange young man. Although there are still a few red spots on his face, strangers would never expect that there was a huge tumor on his face before.

A cardinal suddenly stumbled in from outside and shouted: “His Majesty the former Pope…”

“Um?”

The former pope, who was almost restored to his original appearance, looked at the cardinal who ran in with a grim look.

The cardinal hurriedly changed his words: “Your Majesty, it is Beman, Sir Beman Knight is back.”

“Really?” The former pope’s eyes lit up. “He is alone?”

The cardinal nodded.

“It looks like Bishop Burke and Knight Feichen can’t come back.” The former pope sighed pretendingly, then waved his hand majesticly, “Call!”

Soon under the guidance of the two priests, Beman, still wearing a black cloak, strode in from the door and walked to the throne. Beman knelt on one knee and said in a deep voice: “Return to your Majesty, the devil is destroyed. The mission is complete, I am here to return to life.”

“Very good, very good, get up quickly.” The former pope nodded in satisfaction and asked, “Where is Sharon? Did you kill him? Why did the shroud fail? Do you know why?”

“I know.”

Beman sighed, stood up, lifted his hood, revealing long hair like snow. Then in the face of the former pope’s consternation, he suddenly made a move, leaning forward, pinched the former pope’s neck with his left hand, and drew a long sword with his right hand and pressed it against the opponent’s throat.

“Beman… are you crazy?”

The former pope stammered.

“No, I am just correcting the mistakes of the year. If we did not abandon our vows and fulfill our promises, there would be nothing after that.”

Beman’s eyes glowed with a faint blue light, and with a slight force on his right hand, the sharp sword easily pierced the former pope’s throat. Then a ball of blue flame burst out from the long sword, burning the body of the former pope in an instant.

“Do not!”

Until then, other people in the room reacted. In the angry roar of the cardinal, a dozen priests armed with guns rushed in from the door and pointed their guns at Beman.

“Beman, you betrayed the Lord?”

The cardinal yelled at Beman.

Beman drew out his long sword, held it upright in front of him, and said indifferently: “No, I am taking the place of the Lord to clean up the dirt of the Holy See.”

“Presumptuous, Beman rebellious, assassinated the Pope, executed him on the spot!”

With the cardinal’s order, gunshots broke out in the room. But there was not much meeting, and there was another scream in the room.

Looking at Beman who was slaughtered out of the room with a long sword, a cardinal was standing behind a white-robed old man on a high tower in the distance of the Holy See, and asked in a low voice: “Your Majesty, we are sure to leave it alone. ?”

The corner of the current pope’s mouth curled up with a sullen smile: “The former Pope’s assassination is such a major matter. How can you just sit back and watch it. The third, fourth, seventh, etc. teams are ordered to attack. Suppress the traitor Beman.”

The cardinal raised his eyebrows lightly and bowed.

The people mentioned by His Majesty the Pope are all the confidants of the former Pope.

It seems that starting today, the heavens of the Holy See are finally about to change.