"It can't be like this, how can it be like this? Chief, please think of a solution quickly. If we lose so miserably this time, won't the Whip of Order have to ride on our head in the future?"

"What can you do if you go down now and say you don't agree?" Wolfulun asked in return.

"No, this guy Bourne must have a way. He is a person who specializes in doing this. I believe he must have a way. I even doubt that he didn't try his best.

Chief, please put pressure on him now, he is definitely not doing his best!"

"Dolfo, wake up."

"Nothing can happen to my grandson, absolutely not!" Dolf almost growled.

Oh,

Still caring about your grandson,

What you should be concerned about now is your entire family.

Archbishop Wofulun feels comfortable in his heart. He believes that the district chief, the whip bearer, must be uncomfortable. He must be regretting his impatience now, haha.

As for the Nadun family... what does it have to do with him, Wofulun.

The chief bishop picked up the tea cup and took another sip of tea.

The night before yesterday, his grandson Leon said that Karen called him and invited him to join his team, saying that there was exactly one unit left.

"Pooh."

Wofulun gently spit out the tea leaves from his lips.

From the standpoint of your position, you have already done what you should do, and you have done what you should do, and you can do whatever you want with the rest.

Anyway, hedging his bets,

You won't lose.

It now seems that the future development prospects of the Whip of Order, at least while this generation of high priests are in office, will always be very good.

Wofulun has always had a regret, and that is that his progress has come to an end at this position. A large part of the reason is that he did not have enough support, that is, his network of relationships was not wide enough or close enough.

Otherwise, he would actually have the opportunity to serve as a top-ranking bishop in the Wien region, or even serve in the Holy See in the Dingle region, instead of arriving here and knowing that he must stop and rest.

He hopes that his grandson can get better development prospects and space.

Wolfulun's eyes fell on Karen, Vic and Alfred, and then glanced at the members of Karen's team in the auditorium.

Young, outstanding, united...

What a wonderful circle.

I hope my grandson can blend in.

…

"It's so enjoyable." Richard's face flushed.

Philomena looked at him with some confusion and said, "You are really happy for Karen."

"Of course, he is just like my brother, hehe. Oh, I understand what you mean, but are you jealous of Karen?"

"Won't."

"Why? Because the gap is too big? What I mean is not just the gap in strength. In fact, I have always felt that the gap in strength between you and Karen is not big."

"The gap in strength is that he is 10 and I am 9. The gap in other aspects is still 10 for him and almost 0 for me."

"Right, so you won't be jealous, right?"

"Actually, I don't really want to hear you analyze this to me."

"My grandma once told me that you can face the gap without feeling jealous..."

Philomena asked: "The key to progress?"

"No, my grandma said, you probably know that person well, and you will never be able to catch up with him in this life."

"So, this is how your grandma educates her grandson?"

Richard nodded and said, "My grandma has always been very open-minded in this regard."

"My grandma is different. She is the opposite of your grandma."

"This is not good. It will easily cause stress to the child. I don't want my child to be introverted and autistic in the future. I hope she can grow up happily."

So, when I saw you for the first time, I felt that you... were very similar to my father. My father has always had similar problems to you. In fact, his problems are much more serious than yours.

Get better."

Philomena asked: "How did he get better?"

Richard: "Uh..."

"tell me."

"He learned to divert attention."

"What can we rely on to divert our attention?"

"Just like cultivating some hobbies and things like that."

"I don't have any hobbies."

"Don't worry, I can help you train him. If my father gets better, you will definitely get better too, really."

"First of all, I have no intention of getting better, and I don't think I'm sick. Secondly, I'm a woman, and I don't think it's appropriate for you to compare me to your father."

"mom."

Philomena: "..."

…

"Now, I announce the result of the trial..."

"Your Majesty the Judge."

Gaspar looked at Karen and asked, "What else can you do?"

"About this case, there is still an unknown part. I think it is necessary to conduct further in-depth investigation."

"Oh? Which part?"

"Now that the first accusation has been confirmed, I am very curious about how Judge Vicolay, no, Vicolay, who was not yet a judge at the time, succeeded in passing on Judge Pavarro's

If the credit is stolen to himself, he can also use this credit to transfer and be promoted to the adjudicator."

With that said, Karen turned around and faced the audience.

Mr. Delong and Mr. Eisen controlled the broadcasting circle in a tacit understanding and gave all the pictures to Karen.

Therefore, Karen's expression and words will be spread clearly and unmistakably.

Karen's personal image is already very good, plus he just borrowed the artifact to win the lawsuit, and in conjunction with what he is going to say next, at this time, even Karen himself feels that he is a bit like a "star prosecutor".

However, his original intention was not to gain limelight for himself, but to use this rare opportunity to pave the way for the next stage of investigation.

“It is hard to imagine that within our Cult of God of Order, there is still the crime of taking credit for other people’s achievements.

Yes, we have countless believers who are willing to dedicate everything to the divine religion and the God of Order without asking for anything in return.

But what we absolutely cannot accept is that their efforts and sacrifices will be buried, tainted, or even stolen by dirty people!

This behavior is a blasphemy against the divine religion, a blasphemy against the doctrine, a blasphemy against all believers who are loyal to the order, and even more blasphemy against my sacred and great First Order of Knights!"

Karen walked towards the cage and walked in front of Vicolay.

Deron and Eisen and his son had a tacit agreement to adjust the direction of the broadcast array to follow Karen's footsteps.

Vicolay looked at Karen walking over and roared: "Karen, you bastard, you slandered me, how dare you slander me, I didn't kill Pavaro, I didn't kill Pavaro, how dare you

Slander me, you bastard!"

Vicolay felt aggrieved because he really didn't kill Pavaro, and he was angry because he was really slandered.

Karen looked at him, a man who was selfish, greedy and stupid, and asked:

"Who gave you the courage to steal the credit of others?

Who gave you the qualification to do these dirty things?

Who makes you feel that you can still be arrogant when standing in the court, and you can still be sure that you can get out without guilt?

Who gave you support so that I can’t see remorse or regret on your face until now!”

Karen paused, raised his voice, and shouted to Vicolay:

"Just because your surname is Naton, just because your father is a diplomatic priest, just because your uncle is the deputy director of the regional law enforcement department, just because your grandfather is the regional bishop!

Whenever Ankara makes a mistake, the God of Order will punish her.

so,

you,

What the hell is Vicolet Naton!"
To be continued...