Is It Time? Dente's Moment to Shine?

However, these identities still brought Dente convenience.

Therefore, Dente's entry into the Inquisition and his request for a copy of the treatise were not hindered in any way...

Of course, Dente was only allowed to leave after the person in charge communicated with the Pope... so it's hard to say which identity made things convenient for her.

"OK, OK, the person who will be handling the luggage has been contacted."

Dente muttered to himself, rubbing his hands together with a smug look... Now he could go back and get his money!

"..." At that moment, a woman's voice came from one side of the library. "Dente, right?"

As she said this, the magical girl dressed as a nun stopped leaning against the wall and stood up straight. "Although His Holiness the Pope has already given permission..."

"But I still want to ask, in my personal capacity... no, let me ask anyway, how do you intend to deal with these techniques that have been inherited and refined over thousands of years?"

After all, these spells are the very spells the Sisters of Judgment rely on for their survival... It doesn't matter if they're just used by others.

After all, the Inquisition had gone through...

Well, that all happened in the 17th century, no need to worry about it.

In short, it doesn't really matter if others want to learn the techniques; the modern the Church wouldn't be so secretive about its own techniques.

However, what if someone with malicious intent obtains all the information?

Perhaps eccentrics and other outcasts will find the weaknesses in these techniques and devise countermeasures.

Perhaps that's how it will be.

So, she still wanted Dente's answer... even though she didn't actually think Dente had any bad intentions.

Yes, we must consider the possibility that Dente has been scammed.

After all, he doesn't look very smart.

"Ah? As for how to handle it... I wanted to recommend it to a friend who uses fire-based spells, that's how it is."

Dente's response prompted the nun opposite him to fall into deep thought.

At this moment, Dente recognized the other person and blinked, "Eh? Aren't you that... Master Hundred-Scorching Sacred Flame?"

Hundred-Scorching Sacred Flame, a legendary magical girl of the Church.

In the 17th century, he served in the Inquisition the Heresy Tribunal, the precursor to the Tribunal, and was highly involved in instigating the end of the witch hunts that should not have existed.

In other words, although the number of magical girls and innocent monsters killed by the Hundred-Scorching Sacred Flame was unimaginably large, in the end...

How should I put it? She was also one of the first in the Church at that time to wake up and strive to change the status quo, and to speak out for the innocent.

This is extremely difficult to define.

Therefore, after the Witch Hunts was completely over, Sister Hundred-Scorching Sacred Flame no longer appeared on the front lines... but instead participated in teaching from the rear.

Dente had seen her again at the Holy Academy before.

"It was me... You said you recommended it to people who practice fire magic."

The nun frowned as she repeated Dente's words.

"I'm not sure if you've formally studied this, but I think it's difficult to apply the knowledge to other situations."

"The Inquisition's fire magic completely abandons the act of 'setting fire.' Will your friend be able to get used to this unconventional magic?"

"Furthermore... although the spell's manifestation is fire, other types of magic are actually involved as well."

"The reason why the Sacred Flame is called the Sacred Flame is because of the element of 'holiness' within it. Do you or your friends understand this?"

"..." Ah, to be honest, Dente had no idea about this at all, and didn't think that Lantian Zhu would know about it.

But perhaps Tereido knows a little about it?

That's too certain.

"..."

"..." After a moment of silence, the nun nodded, sighed helplessly, and said, "Come with me, I'll get you some Sacred Oil."

As she spoke, the nun walked to a storeroom, unlocked the door with a key, and revealed neatly arranged boxes of glass bottles inside.

The contents inside were Sacred Oil, which was used to ignite the Sacred Flame.

"Take a lot of these for your friend... This is essential in the Sacred Flame Technique. If you run out, just make your own according to the recipe."

"6 kilograms of myrrh, 3 kilograms of cinnamon, 3 kilograms of calamus, 6 kilograms of cassia bark, and 4 liters of olive oil... mix them evenly together."

Dente blinked at the kind nun, wondering why she was being so kind, but... it was nice.

"Yes, thank you... although these are some medicinal herbs I've never heard of before."

Dente's answer revealed that she hadn't even memorized the Bible... It's hard to imagine that this person is the Pope's granddaughter.

Pope: Indeed.

Dente: Indeed.

Brad: Indeed.

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After arranging the shipping and transporting the books and Sacred Oil to Wind City, Dente did not immediately board the plane to Wind City.

Dente hasn't had a proper Italy sausage pizza in a long time, and he really misses it now.

Japan coffee is also diluted with a lot of water. Even espresso is diluted with water...

This left Dente quite helpless.

Now that I'm back in China, I'll naturally eat something familiar, catch up with friends, and have a little get-together... After that, I'll go back to Tereido to make some money.

Make money, make money--

Although there's not much money to spend, Dente's daily expenses aren't high, but having money is always a good thing.

(This refers to the fact that daily expenses are huge, but Tereido pays for them all)

"Let's go! It's my treat!"

With that, Dente gestured to Zongzheng Ximei, who had come to Italy with him, and said, "I'll take you to a restaurant I know, and we'll have a good meal... Afterwards, I'll ask Tereido for reimbursement!"

Zongzheng Ximei: "..."

Is this really considered treating someone to a meal?

While silently complaining to herself, Zongzheng Ximei, having arrived in a foreign land, curiously looked around at the surrounding buildings.

Then, as if sensing something, she looked towards a corner of the alley.

However, there was nothing in the alley.

Is it just an illusion?

It's probably the wind...

Thinking this, Zongzheng Ximei saw that Dente had already walked quite a distance away and quickly caught up with him. "Dente-san, wait for me."

"..."

"..." After she was far away, the shadows in the alley gradually twisted and turned, and an eerie white formed False Mask on the shadows on the ground.

"Compatriots? The taste of... compatriots?"

Emuttering these murmurs, the inky, shadowy thing spoke with a hint of urgency, "Compatriots, they are compatriots!"

Is Chapter 574 Coming Soon? Dente's Moment of Glory?

How can I get Zongzheng Ximei to give a proper evaluation of Italy coffee?

Hmm... the answer is bitter.

It smells delicious, but when you actually taste it, your mouth is filled with a bitter taste Fusion with a sour taste.

Zongzheng Ximei grew up in Japan her whole life; she'd never drunk this before.

He almost vomited on the spot, but thankfully he managed to hold it in and didn't spit out the Italian espresso that Dente was touting.

On the one hand, I didn't want our friendship to collapse on the spot; on the other hand... although it's a bit thick and heavy, it still smells very good.

It belongs to the "original flavor" of roasted coffee beans, with a bitter but mellow taste, not "bitter" and is relatively easy to accept.

However, after drinking it, I did feel much more energetic.

Although it was unclear whether the coffee or its bitterness was the culprit... Zongzheng Ximei's face almost scrunched up.

Now I can't help but be sober.

"Don't you like the taste?"

Dente asked this question, and Zongzheng Ximei could only nod silently before placing her coffee cup on the table.

From the beginning, the two of them did not "sit down" because that's not a common practice in Italy... No one would go into a café and then carefully order a cup of coffee.

The normal procedure is like this.

He ordered coffee, then picked it up and drank it all in one gulp, then...

He put the money under the coffee cup and then left.

The key is efficiency.

"Yeah, I'm not used to it."

Zongzheng Ximei said this, smacking her lips, she could still taste the lingering, rich flavor. "This coffee is impossible to chew."

Coffee, unbreakable... the combination of these two words is quite bizarre.

Dente understood what Zongzheng Ximei meant, but there was nothing he could say. He could only sigh and lament that Zongzheng Ximei didn't know how to appreciate it.

Do you understand the significance of the "concentrated" in espresso?

That's exactly the kind of intense, molten bitterness that's all about.

"Well, let's find some time to go back to China after we eat pizza... You probably like pizza, right?"

Dente said this without really feeling the need to ask... It's rare to find someone who doesn't like pizza.

It's possible that some people "don't really like" pizza, or that they don't like the crust. But it's unlikely that someone would actually have a strong aversion to pizza.

However, Zongzheng Ximei's response was somewhat beyond her expectations.

"I'm not sure, um... I've never eaten pizza in my life."

Zongzheng Ximei said this, seemingly lost in thought or reminiscing about something, her only memory of pizza came from television commercials.

Dente understood, blinking and holding up a finger. "Oh, I know... you're a Japanese food enthusiast?"

There is indeed a segment of the Japan who firmly believe that "washoku" (traditional Japanese cuisine), which consists solely of rice and dishes that the Japan themselves have come up with, as well as Japanese-Western cuisine and Japanese- China cuisine, are their only food sources.

Families like this don't eat fast food.

Dente, who enjoys junk food like pizza and strawberry sundaes, thinks that Zongzheng Ximei really doesn't understand the appeal of junk food.

However, that's not actually the case.

Thinking this, Zongzheng Ximei watched the cyclists passing by on the streets of Italy...

The riders, wearing helmets, chatted and laughed as they happily greeted familiar faces.

"I wouldn't call myself a 'Japanese food enthusiast'... I do eat quite a lot of bread, although it's mostly whole wheat bread I eat to lose weight."

As she said this, Zongzheng Ximei stretched, revealing her smooth, firm, and muscular abdomen. "And it's not just pizza."

"I've never eaten things like hamburgers, fried chicken, or cola... No, actually I've secretly drunk cola before, but my mom found out."

"As a result, my hand was almost broken."

"..." Hearing Zongzheng Ximei's calm words, Dente opened his mouth, then thought for a moment, "Why not break her leg?"

Although it is said that I thought about it, this question is clearly still in the category of "speaking out without thinking."

Fortunately, at this moment, Zongzheng Ximei has already severed ties with her past self.

The weak woman of the past is dead... From the remnants of flames and light, a newborn is born, willing to give everything for the Savior.

Therefore, she can now talk about her past self calmly, casually replying, "Because my legs were very useful to my mother."