Shepherd Tantra

Chapter 702: Farewell Sherlock
March 6, morning. Fifth ring.

Sherlock opened his suitcase and checked his carry-on luggage again.

He turned around and looked at Aiwass who was eating breakfast. The corners of his mouth twitched upwards, and it was unclear whether it was respect or sarcasm: "Our honorable Pope... You are sure that I am not needed, right?"

He also has a headache now.

He basically did nothing during this trip. Aiwass could solve the problem, as if he just came here to get a secret book... This made him a little overwhelmed.

Fortunately, I have finished reading the "Secret Sutra of Foolish Song", so at least I didn't waste too much time.

However, the roommate who had been accompanying him on a business trip suddenly went out, and when he came back he became the Eternal Pope - this development was still a little confusing.

It was Aiwass who explained to him that he was just a tool to help the Eternal Saint Grey occupy a position -

The mechanism of the Holy Crown is that it will begin to grow in reverse after being worn, but in fact it needs double the burning lifespan to maintain the normal operation of the theocracy.

Although theoretically, it would not be a big problem for the current Pope to continue to wear the Holy Crown. The other cardinals would not reject this proposal... After all, Aiwass was essentially just a tool to help people queue up.

But letting Aiwas serve as Pope for half a year would only cost him one year of life. But for the current Eternal Pope, who could turn into a tree at any time, she would have less than a year of free time left.

Generally speaking, after leaving office, the eternal pope will become a "saint" and then travel around the world, happily carrying out the last pilgrimage of his life. However, Pope Joan suffered from tree-like disease, which meant that she was destined to not be able to travel too far alone.

In the original timeline, by this time next year, Ruoan's actions would become difficult.

In other words, after she burned more than 300 years of her life and retired gloriously, she only had less than a year left to live.

Of course, Aiwass didn't want to continue depriving her of the little time she had left.

"Although in my opinion, this matter has little to do with you..."

Sherlock complained, "But since you want to be kind, I won't stop you. You devotees are all like this anyway.

"…But if you need anything, remember to contact me. Mr. LeBlanc's address is here. If you want to find me, just write a letter and write 'Hard-working Mr. Hermes' at the beginning. Then I'll know it's you."

As he spoke, he poked a piece of paper covered in fluent cursive writing on the table.

"——Those who are capable should do more work."

Aiwass said casually: "I can just cut myself off for a few months, so squatting on the golden toilet for half a year won't cause me much trouble. Just think of it as a retreat to level up... It's really hard to make further progress when the level of the Path of Devotion is high. This can only be regarded as a mutual benefit."

Although the level of extraordinary skills is mainly increased by reading, and the advancement depends on playing dungeons, the degree of fit with the path determines the upper limit of this path and the speed of the path level increase.

After reaching a high level, the Path of Transcendence is the easiest to upgrade - because the desire to "want to upgrade" itself belongs to the Path of Transcendence.

But the path of dedication is difficult.

The more you give, the more you want to give... Unless you are born a saint, it is difficult to cultivate such a character.

It takes a long time to practice the Tao through ordinary acts of dedication. Unless you make some major acts of dedication... such as imprisoning yourself for the Church and burning your life, you can increase your level relatively quickly.

"But... although I don't know how you are diligent, I still remember this sentence."

Before Selene could eat the note, Lily quickly snatched it away and handed it to Aiwass.

Aiwass glanced at the note: "Maurice LeBlanc... I wrote it down. By the way, what are you doing in Iris? Is it dangerous?"

"perhaps."

"……perhaps?"

Aiwass had originally just asked out of politeness, but now he was shocked: "With your strength, is there anything wrong?"

Sherlock is now a genuine fourth-level extraordinary person. In this world, he is undoubtedly a high-level extraordinary person. With this strength... as long as he does not confront certain forces head-on, at least he will not be murdered.

"How about I ask Ms. Honey Badger to write you a letter of introduction so that the Hawkeye Organization can connect with you?"

"That's not necessary. The people who might be causing trouble for my friend are those from Hawkeye."

Sherlock declined.

"What's your friend's name?"

"Arsene. Arsene de Vendôme."

"…someone from the Duke of Vendôme's family?"

Aiwass was a little surprised when he heard the name: "You know such a big shot?"

There are now three dukes in Iris, one of whom is Vendôme. What they have in common is that they all command a corps and are generals or marshals at the same time as dukes.

"He is a son-in-law. That guy is a son-in-law."

Sherlock smiled and said, "His former name was Arsene Lupin. He was quite famous in Iris... He was a friend I met when I went to Iris to listen to an opera."

It seems a bit familiar.

Aiwass thought about it, but still couldn't remember where he heard it from - but he was sure that he had never seen such an NPC or BOSS in the game.

That should be considered a small person.

"Well, be careful. If you get into danger... it's probably useless for you to come to me. But you can go directly to Isabel. She can contact me."

As soon as Aiwas said this, he suddenly thought of something: "Oh, yes, you can go find Edward! My brother is at the Iris Embassy now."

"Of course I know."

Sherlock smiled and said, "You don't need to tell me about this kind of thing - you are so much younger than me, but you act like an adult."

He rarely put away his usual sarcastic tone and said softly, "See you later, Aiwass."

"Wait a minute—how long will you be gone this time?"

"It could take as little as a month or as long as half a year. Don't worry, I will be there for your wedding with Her Majesty the Queen."

Sherlock picked up his wide-brimmed hat and bowed elegantly to Aiwass. "Goodbye, Your Holiness the Pope. You should go to the 22nd circle as soon as possible. It's not right to stay in a place like the 5th circle all the time."

"Goodbye, Sherlock."

Aiwas nodded solemnly: "May Sizhu protect you, and may Heng love you. May the Lord of Scales and Feathers grant you a secret blessing, allowing you to fly into the conspiracy without hurting a single scale or feather."

"Thank you for your blessing, Your Holiness."

Sherlock smiled and left with his suitcase.

Aiwass looked at Sherlock's back from the window and suddenly felt a little disappointed.

But when Sherlock didn't even turn his head, he just waved his hand and signaled Aiwass not to look anymore... Aiwass laughed again: "Why should I worry about such a smart man..."

It's time to prepare for the ceremony.

A ritual of self-division!
(End of this chapter)