Chapter 439 Disappointment and Regret

The location of the villa is very clever. It is right behind the church and out of the range of the scenic area below. It can be seen that this is a real residential building. It is close to the foot of the mountain, but has an unobstructed view.

"The arrangement is okay. It is probably newly built..."

Yorks glanced around and released all the restrictions of the stereogram. In his eyes, Father Diego and others had already boarded the minibus and were ready to leave.

There was nothing evil or evil people in the entire 300-meter range.

"It's probably going to be a very peaceful day."

Watching Irene and others' activities in the villa, Yorks sat on a lounge chair on the street, looking at the white snow on the ground, took out his mobile phone and made a call while searching for the phone.

The Kingdom of Norway and the Vatican are in the same time zone. This time point is exactly the time when the other party is ready to eat, and this time point is exactly the time when he is ready to call, because Bishop Cecil usually eats with the old man, which is one of their habits.

Of course, he was also at the table before, so he was so familiar with the habits of the two.

"Yorks?"

Not long after dialing, the call was connected.

"It's me." Listening to this familiar voice, Yorks leaned on the back of the lounge chair, looking at the beautiful scenery in front of him with white snow, and said gently.

"Bishop Cecil."

Several tourists passing by cast curious glances, but also walked slowly.

"What's the matter?" Bishop Cecil acted as usual, worthy of being the old man's chief assistant.

"Yeah." Yorks narrowed his eyes and said.

"I have a question for you, is the old man awake?"

After these words fell, in a room in the Vatican on the other side, Bishop Cecil, who answered the phone, glanced at His Holiness Gregory in front of him.

His Holiness Gregory smiled, picked up the warm bowl of tonic soup in front of him, and then shook his head.

"No." Bishop Cecil said calmly, "But the doctor's test results are very good."

"Oh, is that so." York also smiled, "It seems that the medicine I brought back is not bad, okay, as long as the old man is in good condition, then I can rest assured,

When I finish the affairs of the Kingdom of Norway, I will come back to see the old man, because I have other ways to wake him up. Before that, please trouble you, Bishop Cecil."

Bishop Cecil subconsciously glanced at His Majesty Gregory who was smiling in front of him, and said calmly.

"You don't need to tell me this, but I'm curious, what method have you found, York?"

"Secret,"

York smiled and said, "Hang up, Bishop Cecil, I wish you a happy meal."

The hang-up sounded on Bishop Cecil's side. Bishop Cecil took down his mobile phone, put it on the table, and looked at His Majesty Gregory.

"It seems that the child has sensed the trick." His Majesty Gregory smiled.

"He probably knows that I'm awake."

Bishop Cecil nodded and agreed with this sentence.

"But so what, he can't stop us." His Holiness Gregory put the soup bowl on the table and smiled.

"After all, our original intention and starting point are for his good, and this is the only weakness of this child."

Bishop Cecil was silent for a moment: "If York stops solving the cracks in the world, the situation will be reversed as before."

His Holiness Gregory shook his head: "He won't, all of York's human relationships are here, he grew up here, matured here, this is his home."

As he said, His Holiness Gregory sighed: "You haven't entered the world inside the crack, you don't understand that feeling,

At that time, my experience was the same as yours, but after entering the crack and returning, my perception of this place has changed completely..."

Bishop Cecil looked quietly at the old man in front of him.

"What does it feel like?"

"There is no one in the world in the crack, no sense of familiarity, and a very obvious sense of isolation." The old man said calmly.

"After I come back, this world under my feet is my home."

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Yorks didn't understand the conversation between the two old men at the dining table. He just put away his phone and then took advantage of the opportunity when no one was around to move his mind freely.

An ancient scroll emitting a faint glow suddenly appeared out of thin air and floated in the void in front of him.

This scroll was nothing, it was the scroll given to him by the lazy Belial, one of the seven kings of hell and one of the seven original sins of mankind, who was ranked with Lucifer.

"According to Belial, once signed and used, it can control death or save life. It was originally intended to be left to the old man, but now it seems that it may not be used."

Yorks looked at the slightly rotating scroll and felt that it was a trick to deceive Lucifer. He could use this scroll by filling in one of his two names on the scroll.

The risk was that he would be studied by the master of the seventy-two pillars of the demon god, the big guy who was known as the six-star wizard, and then he would keep looking for his previous life like Lucifer, that is, the earth world plane.

Being stared at by the big guy was like having a sword hanging over your head.

York stared at the scroll floating and spinning in front of him. When he found a tourist coming, he waved his hand to disperse the scroll and stood up and walked towards the villa.

Suddenly, the person who was originally thought to be Asian or of Asian descent suddenly said something he could understand.

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"I'm so tired. Let's go back to the hotel and rest."

"Well, let's rest first. We'll take the Flåm Mountain Railway for sightseeing tomorrow."

"Okay. By the way, do you want to come to my room and have a drink? This is the wine I bought from the GIR Brewery."

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Yorks's heart, which had always been calm, suddenly became agitated again, because these words were the language he was familiar with, not the language he learned, but the language that was engraved in his bones, the Chinese language.

Because of this, even with the three-dimensional map, Yorks couldn't help but look back.

There were three girls wrapped in thick coats and earmuffs on their heads. They were holding various things in their hands, like local souvenirs. At the same time, the faces of the three people were all red. It seemed that they were not used to the cold climate in Norway, or maybe they were in the mood to play.

His look also made the three girls who were passing by and walking towards the hotel look over. When they saw his clothes, they were surprised.

It was rare to meet people from my hometown, who had the same blood as me and grew up looking at the five-star red flag. York nodded to them and wished them a happy time.

Seeing York's action, the three girls looked at each other and nodded quickly.

York smiled and turned away.

The three girls stood there and watched. The girl in the middle was a little shorter, but she looked like she was still in high school. She touched the girls on both sides with her shoulders and said.

"Wow, this is the first time I have seen such a strong and tall foreigner, but is the clothes on him the robes that priests usually wear? It looks like the priests I have seen.

Yuexuan, you know more about this, what do you think?"

As soon as these words came out, the girls in the middle and on the left looked at the girl on the right?

The girl who was suddenly called was the tallest. Even though her thick coat covered everything, it was still possible to see that she was very slender and well-proportioned. Under her smooth dark brown hair was a pretty face with glasses. Her eyes flickered slightly as she watched the departing figure.

"He's not a priest." Li Yuexuan shook her head.

"I saw it very clearly. Although the style of his robes was the same as that of a priest's robes, the color along the lines was wrong. His was purple and gold."

The other two girls were a little confused.

But Li Yuexuan retracted her gaze and walked forward on her own.

The remaining two hurriedly followed: "Why are you still talking about this now! Tell me, what is his identity!"

"He should be a bishop, right?"

"Ah? Bishop? No way, the bishops I've seen are all old men, and he looks so young!"

"Then I don't know! If you say it's not, then it's not."

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This conversation has been heard by Yorks. As he walked, Yorks lowered his head and glanced at the robe he was wearing.

Indeed, although the robe he wore was in the style of a priest, the arrangement of the robe along the lines was actually different.

"Sure enough, the bishop's robe doesn't match me. It's better to wear the original priest's robe."

Yorks thought of the people who had been casting curious eyes after getting off the car, shook his head in his heart but sighed.

"After being promoted to bishop, I have indeed been hanging out with old men.

I don't want to be a lousy old man."

However, in a world dominated by strength, clergy who can be promoted to the bishop's priesthood must have experienced all kinds of ups and downs. With the passage of time, their strength is basically guaranteed and tested.

So the age of the bishop is generally older, and he is indeed the youngest one.

"It seems to have broken the record."

Yorks thought about it and found that he had arrived at the front door of the villa.

Looking up at the front yard illuminated by the light source, in the stereoscopic picture, Irene and the others seemed to have divided the rooms, but Alesha was still mixed with Hannah, and the two of them were lying on the big bed in the same room and sleeping soundly.

Recently, I don't know if it's because he's too fierce, Hannah's screams are a bit louder. Alessa has been hanging out with Hannah for a while, inseparable, making it impossible for him to do anything he wants.

"Not sensible at all!"

Looking at Alessa who was sleeping soundly with Hannah in her arms, Yorks complained in his heart, reaching out to push open the front door.

What came into view was a very standard front yard, full of Nordic romance and tranquility. The ground was almost covered with white snow, and under the snow was the lawn.

In fact, this is what made him feel a little troublesome. The lawn looks good, but in fact it takes time to clean it. Otherwise, due to the problem of the land, the growth of each place is not the same. If it is not cleaned, it will become a mess, and the number of insects will increase.

It is said that it is fun to look at and step on, but in fact it takes effort behind the scenes.

What made him more satisfied was that there was a utility room in the corner of the front yard. In addition, the design was also acceptable, simple and elegant, without excessive decoration.

Yorks looked at it, walked in and closed the door, walked along the cleared corridor in the middle, and walked towards the villa.

Pushing open the door of the villa, he saw Irene, John Wick, and Hilly. His butlers were all in the living room on the first floor.

Seeing the three people's eyes, Yorks glanced at the suitcases in John Wick and Hilly's hands and raised his eyebrows.

"You haven't divided the rooms yet?"

Erin glanced at Hilly, who was grinning, and said, "Bishop, they will live in the house outside."

Yorks looked at John Wick.

"In addition to this villa, did Father Diego prepare another house?"

John Wick nodded, "It's right next to it, only six meters away."

Yorks' eyes widened and he saw the house John Wick was talking about.

It was also a villa of the same size, with everything it should have.

"Bishop, you know, there are still many ideas in my research that have not been completed." Hilly looked at his bishop's eyes and whispered his reasons.

"I need a larger research space, and I also need a larger space to store my equipment."

John Wick's eyes shifted elsewhere, and he also followed Hilly's words to add his reasons, and whispered.

"The equipment you gave me also needs a lot of space to store."

The way the two looked at each other made Yorks know what was going on, but he was also angry and laughed. He was still avoiding suspicion?

Is it his problem? Is it that he wants to live with the opposite sex, or that the opposite sex keeps sticking to him, and he lives wherever he goes, what can he do about it?

"Get out of here." York laughed and scolded.

"Yes! Bishop!"

Hilly was startled, saluted, grabbed the suitcase and ran straight to the door.

He had waited until now to get the consent of his own bishop, otherwise he would not be here long ago.

John Wick also looked calm, but his movements were not much slower than Hilly. He bowed and saluted York without saying a word, and then hurriedly followed Hilly's footsteps.

In this way, under the gaze of York and Irene, the two quickly disappeared at the door and ran straight to the villa next door, decisively messed up.

"I was scared to death! John, I tell you, I was afraid that the bishop would not agree." Hilly's voice appeared in his ears.

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York shook his head helplessly and walked towards the living room.

I was too lazy to look at the appearance and layout of the villa. Basically, everything was there. The fireplace over there used good matches and burned very hot, making the whole house very relaxing.

Taking off his outer coat, York sat directly on the sofa, looking at Irene who was still standing quietly with the document in her hand, and said helplessly.

"This is not a church, you don't have to stand like this, aren't you tired?"

Irene smiled, her eyes flashing with mysterious light, she sat down on another sofa next to York's sofa, and handed over the document in her hand.

"Bishop, this is the document you want."

York leaned on the sofa, his right foot covered on his left foot, opened the document in his hand in a very comfortable posture, carefully read the detailed data in it for a while, and finally sighed.

"Except for the changes between them, the fluctuation of this value is indeed stable, neither up nor down. I'm afraid that the world crack in Norway will take a long time to erupt."

At this point, York returned the document in his hand to Irene, looked up at the ceiling, and said, not knowing whether he was disappointed or regretful.

"Irene, it seems that we really have to live here for a very peaceful time."