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Avignon was once one of the centers of the Roman Catholic Church. This was due to the historical event where the French emperor imprisoned the Pope. From a modern perspective, it was a struggle between royal authority and religious authority.

If one were to act as the Pope's proxy, Avignon would be the most suitable place. And there is only one location where this could be carried out.

The place where the Pope was once imprisoned.

The Papal Palace.

When Li Mo arrived near the area, he saw a massive crowd.

Men, women, and children were all gathered here. Under normal circumstances, it would be impossible to enter the Papal Palace under the watchful eyes of such a crowd.

Why were they all here?

Could this be the starting point of a protest?

"It must be related to the **Book of the Law**."

The specific contents written by Terra of the Left and others in the **Book of the Law** were unknown. Only a general idea was known, and it might include commands to protect the Papal Palace.

—Of course, this was just self-mockery.

Looking at the expressions of the crowd, it seemed as if they were searching for someone.

Perhaps, for someone like himself?

"What a hassle."

The magecraft of the **Type-Moon** world reappeared. The mana environment of the **Toaru** world was quite different from that of the Type-Moon Earth. However, in this world, mystery had not faded, and it closely resembled the Age of Gods in Medea's understanding.

—Or rather, the mystery here was even more active than in the Age of Gods of the Type-Moon world. The phases of various myths were layered upon the world.

Bending light, muffling sound, and concealing his presence.

The non-human achieved invisibility.

Although he couldn't teleport, Li Mo had mastered the ability to fly, even if it was as slow as crawling on clouds. But it was still flight, and he entered the Papal Palace directly from the air.

Maintaining his invisibility, Li Mo was not only adjusting his senses but also fine-tuning the mana in the environment based on his own condition.

He wasn't sure where he had picked up this idea. Completely concealing all traces of his presence was not the way to hide. It was like a rock suddenly appearing in the middle of a river—how strange. The correct approach was to blend into the environment, disguising himself to match his surroundings.

It was like how desert camouflage wouldn't work well in a forest.

Having a spiritual foundation within a human body was not unprecedented. Mash, for example, had endured the spiritual foundation of a Servant within her human body, and later, with the help of that foundation, she even became a Servant herself.

Because of this, Li Mo's magical energy response was quite strong. The magecraft to conceal the spiritual foundation within him had been assisted by Medea. But there was no universal solution; it needed to be fine-tuned according to the local environment.

It seemed the results were quite good?

The Papal Palace's floors were paved with marble, and the walls were adorned with gilded decorations. It was a blend of classical, majestic, and luxurious styles.

Li Mo didn't like this place.

How long would it take to build such a cathedral? How much manpower would it require?

Of course, these were secondary concerns. What Li Mo truly disliked was the atmosphere of the entire palace. The moment he stepped onto this land, he felt a sense of oppression.

As if he was being watched.

His movements became cautious. The Papal Palace was the enemy's stronghold, the place where the **Book of the Law** was activated.

He wondered if Terra of the Left was here.

Aside from directly destroying the **Book of the Law**, there was another way to interrupt its effects: cutting off the leyline connecting Avignon to the Vatican.

The mages in Avignon were acting as the Pope's proxies, borrowing the channel through which the imprisoned Pope had issued commands to the Vatican—a direct leyline connecting Avignon and the Vatican. Severing the leyline or obstructing its flow could interrupt the process of "borrowing the Pope's authority," thereby nullifying the **Book of the Law**.

Was it possible that Terra of the Left had gone to inspect those key nodes?

Arriving at the main hall, the spacious interior provided ample room. Without needing to open any doors, Li Mo silently entered the hall through a window.

As he landed, Li Mo saw the mages. They were gathered around something floating in mid-air—a piece of parchment. From his perspective, he could see the flow of magical energy.

That subtle sensation might have been the interference caused by the **Book of the Law** issuing commands. Normal mages wouldn't be able to sense this process, but Li Mo could.

Ultimately, it was an influence on the subconscious of nearly two billion people worldwide. In the Type-Moon world, this could be seen as an influence on the Counter Force.

As someone who had walked the path of the Evils of Humanity, Li Mo was somewhat sensitive to such things.

'Terra of the Left isn't here.'

'Has he gone to oversee the leyline nodes?'

'It seems I can...'

The next second, Li Mo's intuition warned him of impending danger. He sidestepped slightly, and the sound of something cutting through the air echoed in the hall.

He reacted, but there was no time to dodge completely. Li Mo avoided a fatal blow that would have split his head and body in two, but at the cost of losing his right arm.

It was only then that Li Mo saw what had attacked him...

A blade made of wheat flour.

—To be precise, it was a guillotine-like weapon made of wheat flour. Its shape resembled the broad, downward-slashing blade used in Western beheadings. In other words, a guillotine.

As his right arm was severed, Li Mo's invisibility was dispelled.

"Since when does the Right Seat of God resort to sneak attacks?"

Watching as the opponent retracted the wheat flour weapon, Li Mo used his left hand to grab his severed right arm and reattach it to its original position. The "False Immortality" granted by his second tail began to heal the wound.

"An infidel has such naive thoughts?"

The tone was haughty.

Li Mo could see the opponent clearly.

Green hair stood upright, likely due to an excessive amount of hair gel. His fierce features bore no resemblance to the kindness expected of a clergyman, and he wore a green formal suit.

Yes, this man was entirely green from head to toe.

"Terra of the Left of the Right Seat of God?"

"So you do know me."

"Of course, as a member of the Right Seat of God. I'm just curious, how did you detect me?"

"The stench of an infidel is so strong that it makes me sick just smelling you. However, seeing you like this, even I feel a bit of pity. At first, I thought it was just an illusion, but it turns out you are a bearer of sin. It reminds me of Judas from the Bible."

Terra of the Left seemed to enjoy conversing with Li Mo, speaking in a condescending manner.

Li Mo said, "Whether I'm like Judas or not isn't for you to decide!"

"Human body below, wheat flour above."

The spell was activated.

The path to the mages was blocked by a guillotine made of wheat flour.

"If you want to obtain the **Book of the Law**, you'll need my permission.

Moreover, this place isn't suitable for a fight. Let's move somewhere else."

Terra of the Left spoke arrogantly.

Li Mo said, "What if I refuse?"

"Oh? Are you sure?"

The next second, the guillotine made of wheat flour flew toward Li Mo. But this time, it wasn't blocking the path to the mages—it was blocking the exit.

Li Mo frowned.

He sensed that some kind of barrier was being activated within the main hall of the Papal Palace.