Travels to the Holy Light Continent

"Report! Steban wants to see you!"

"Let him in!"

Steban strode in and as soon as he saw me, he said coldly, "Didn't you say you would expose the darkness of the Church to me? Here I come! Use whatever tricks you have!"

"Haha! Don't be so arrogant, or you'll get slapped in the face later! I won't help you find Bo Lan Di! Have you done what I asked you to do yesterday?"

"It's done, sir!"

"Okay! Then you take Sidbon with you! Remember, you are not allowed to interfere unless Master Sidbon asks you to do so, understand?"

"Yes, sir! Lord Stebang, please follow me!"

Upon hearing this, Si Debang followed Bo Lan Di to the backyard, which was crowded with people.

An old man in tattered clothes stepped forward and asked, "Sir! Do you mean what you said yesterday about getting justice for us?"

"Of course it counts! This is the ascetic monk, Lord Steban, who will be upholding justice for you today. You can tell him about any grievances you have. As long as there is conclusive evidence, he will definitely uphold justice for you." Bolandi said.

Upon hearing this, everyone knelt down and cried, "Sir, please help me!"

The scene was a little chaotic for a while. Si Debang might be good at killing people, but he was not good at handling such mass incidents. Seeing this, Bo Landi hurriedly shouted, "Stop! Lord Si Debang can't hear your grievances at all. Everyone, come one by one! Let's start with you!"

"Sir! I want to sue Archbishop Roosevelt here. In order to seize my wife, he has caused my family to be broken up!" cried a white-haired old man.

"Do you have any evidence?" asked Steban.

"Yes! My wife is in his manor right now!"

"What's the big deal! Maybe you sold your wife yourself and Roosevelt just bought your wife!" said Steban.

"My family owns thousands of acres of fertile land, so why would I sell my wife? I swear on my life that if I tell a lie to you, Robert, I will go to hell and never be reincarnated!" the old man said hysterically.

"Robert?"

Si Debang frowned when he heard this. He looked at the old man carefully and asked, "Are you Robert True?"

"How do you know me?" the old man asked.

"It's me, Stephanopoulos!"

The old man looked at Stebang carefully after hearing this. Tears were streaming down his face. "Uncle Stebang? Is that you?"

"It's me! Aren't you only fifty years old? How did you become like this?"

I actually found this old man specially. He is a nephew of Stebon and has been on the battlefield with him. After all, only words from someone he knows can make a stubborn person like Stebon slightly doubt the Holy See. But as long as there is doubt, it is a perfect start.

The old man cursed, "This is all the fault of that damn Cardinal Roosevelt..."

The old man told Steban what had happened. It turned out that ten years ago, after he was injured on the battlefield and retired, the Vatican gave him a lot of money. He used the money to buy land and marry a beautiful wife, so he was very grateful to the Vatican.

One day, Roosevelt came here to be the archbishop. Robert naturally invited Roosevelt to his home, but when Roosevelt saw Robert's wife, he couldn't take his eyes off her. After the banquet, the lustful Roosevelt secretly pulled Robert to ask him to give his wife to him for a few days. Robert, who had been a soldier, was furious. He angrily rebuked Roosevelt. Although Roosevelt was dissatisfied, he could only say that he was drunk and talking nonsense. However, Robert's misfortune began from that day!