At night, in a hotel in Rome.

In the presidential suite, two people, a bottle of red wine, some food, were talking. The young man sat on a chair for dining, while the middle-aged man stood half a meter behind the chair like a butler.

"Have everything been arranged? Yamada-kun. Tomorrow is a major day. There can be no mistakes." Ito Makoto raised his goblet, shook it gently and sipped the red wine, and said calmly.

"Yes, Makoto, the things you have explained have been completed, the objects, personnel, and venues have been contacted." Yamadaichi stood beside Ito Makoto and bowed slightly.

"Please trouble you, Yamada-kun, you can still find manpower and venues in the Vatican during Christmas. Thank you so much! You are so capable." Makoto Ito put down his wine glass and whispered.

"Sit down and say, don't be too reserved. Yamada-kun, you know I'm not that serious." Makoto Ito pointed to the seat opposite and said lightly.

"Men, you praise me so much. You feel guilty about it. In fact, it is the power of money. Everything is the magic of money. Arrange this for 13.6 times the price on weekdays. Mr., don't blame me for being unfavorable." Yamada I walked over and sat down, leaning forward slightly, and said a little proudly.

"It's nothing, as long as things are done perfectly, it's worth spending a little more. The Vatican Christmas venue, the festivals and beliefs of more than 400 people, the government's non-intervention, the magical association's default, I believe you have gone through a lot of relationships, it's worth it." Makoto Ito praised.

"Do you want a glass? The red wine here is OK." Although Makoto Ito asked, he didn't wait for the other party's answer. Makoto Ito took a cup, poured one and put it in front of Yamadaichi. Yamadaichi was not dissatisfied with it, as if all this should be like this.

"Thank you very much." Yamada raised his glass to signal to Makoto Ito.

"Everything is good for guidance from Shin-jun." Yamada narrowed his mouth with a sip of red wine. "The red wine here is really good."

"No need to be modest. After this matter is completed, you can rest for a month, go for a walk, and pay for the studio. Thank you for your hard work in the past few years." Makoto Ito looked at Yamada.

"Men, you gave my life to you. Without you, I wouldn't know what I would be like.Men..." Yamada said very excitedly. Yamada is also a person with a story.

"Okay, let's not talk about this anymore. The name of the actor who plays the centurion is really Langhinus. It's the original name, not changed. Have you found it clearly?" Makoto Ito said with concern.

The real name is magical. If you know the real name, you can perform some mysterious rituals, such as curses, contracts, etc., so the real name of the demon is kept confidential, and changing the name has no effect.

"It's its original name. I found 7 detective agencies to investigate. Langhinus is really a strange name, the one who hurts Christ Jesus." Yamada answered Ito's question seriously.

"Is that right? That's good. Tomorrow is an important day, and there can't be any mistakes." Ito Makoto seemed to breathe a sigh of relief, and his face returned to calmness. He said softly.

Tomorrow is Christmas, and Makoto Ito has been preparing for 10 years.

"Men, please rest assured. I have verified it many times and have prepared multiple preparatory plans. The person named Longineus has also arranged 5." Yamada stood up and said excitedly.

"Then look forward to tomorrow's performance." After dinner, Makoto Ito stood up, walked to the floor-to-ceiling window, looking at the sky of sparks outside, and the lights were filled with lights. A Christmas tree was erected, and it was full of colorful lanterns. The festive atmosphere became more and more intense.

"Don't worry, Masato, everything is as you wish. It's ridiculous to think that Jesus' journey of death will be staged on the day of Jesus' birth. It's better to be at the center of the cross religion, the center of the cross religion. Christ Jesus will descend from the sky in anger." Yamada also put down his wine glass and walked to Ito Masato with a mockery in his tone.

"No, it's probably just an angel." Makoto Ito said. Without looking back, he just looked at the lights outside the window quietly and said softly.

"Makoto, you are joking, angels? How could it be? It's just people's fantasy. If there were really angels, my wife and daughter, how could they die like this? They are real Christians. Why didn't God come out to save them? God is not worthy of belief. They are all fake!" Yamada's tone went from excitement to mourning, his voice came from loud and silent, and his whole body trembled like a nerve.

"Didn't you let it go? After three years, the other party has been dealt with by the family." Makoto Ito turned around and patted Yamada on the shoulder.

"How could I let it go? Miko, she is only 7 years old. It's all my fault. If it weren't for me, they wouldn't have left." With the sad sarcastic roar, Yamada knelt on the ground. She covered her face with her hands and could vaguely see tears.

Yamada Miko, Yamada's daughter, Mako Ito's classmate, is a very cute little girl, the only friend of Ito Mako's school. She died with her mother at the age of 7. The reason is a very old story. Yamada's teacher is too righteous and interferes with the wealth of some people in the academy. She was asked to have a car accident while on an outing in the Yamada family. Yamada Chi was lucky and did not die in the car accident, while Miko and her mother died in the car accident.

After learning about Miko's death, Mako Ito helped Miko revenge through the power of the family. Someone from the academy and the person involved in the car accident were handed over to Yamadaichi. Yamadaichi killed them with his own hands, which was cruel and terrifying. Afterwards, Yamadaichi sold his life to Mako Ito and worked for Mako Ito for three years.

"Oh... it's all over, and Miko and Auntie won't miss you like this." Miko is Ito Mako's only friend. Yamada Yamada has worked hard for Ito Mako for 3 years and has completed many inconvenient things in Ito Mako. Yamada can be said to be Ito Mako's confidant. Seeing Yamada still not getting out of sadness, Ito Mako was a little uncomfortable and comforted her softly.

"Sorry, I lost my composure and made you laugh. This is the package sent by the mouse today." Yamada took out a facial towel and wiped his face, then took out an envelope from the briefcase he brought and handed it to Makoto Ito.

Makoto Ito took it, looked at the cover, and observed it.

The mark is not destroyed, it is intact and no one has seen it.

I took a look at it and found that the content was the whereabouts of the six kings.

Salvatore Tony, the "King of Swords" who commanded the magic association in Southern Europe. One day ago in the Netherlands.

Sasha Deyansdar Voban, Marquis of Voban, and seven intelligence officers died, and their whereabouts could not be determined.

John Pruto Smith, a day ago in San Francisco, USA.

Alexander Gascoin, the noble son of the Black. His whereabouts cannot be determined.

Luo Hao, the martial arts king in Jiangnan, has a surname, name, Cuilian, and a courtesy name, Hao. The leader of the Holy Sect, and the leader of the Martial Arts. The satellite is located in Lushan.

Madame Aisha, whose real name is unknown, is named [Queen of the Demon Cave]. The whereabouts cannot be determined.

It is possible to determine the location of the three campiones. It seems that the "rat" has developed quite well. It is very capable.

Madame Aisha, [Queen of the Demon Cave]. Sasha Deyansdal Voban, Marquis of Voban, Alexander Gascoin, Prince of the Black. Are the whereabouts of the three of them uncertain? It's a bit troublesome. I hope it won't affect tomorrow's showdown.

After thinking about it, according to the information of his previous life, Madame Essa should be in seclusion in the Middle East, and Marquis Vauban should not leave in Eastern Europe without any trouble. The noble prince of the Black has the power of an angel, so he should not come to the Vatican on Christmas. I hope he won’t come to the Vatican tomorrow.

"Oh, do you have a little incomprehensible about what I arranged?" Makoto Ito came back to his senses and looked at it. Yamada, who had taken two steps back, said a little serious.

"Yes, Makoto, spending so much money is probably 90% of the studio's funds to run this opera, the price is too high. Without the support of the family, the studio may even have a problem with normal operation. Of course, I believe Makoto has his own reason." Yamada expressed his opinion and changed the topic halfway through the speech.

"Of course, after tomorrow, you will know the reason." Makoto Ito lit the letter, put it in the ashtray and watched it turn into ashes, and turned to Yamadajima after turning toward Yamadajima.

"Okay. I believe that a genius like Makoto will not make mistakes. After all, Makoto has never missed it. Whether it is investment or anything else." Yamada had great confidence in Ito Makoto.

After all, Makoto Ito’s name is not made, but is made through wars again and again, defeating one enemy after another, and casting it with blood and money.

How did you say Makoto Ito succeed?

Dear, the world is different, but the development rules are the same. The technology in the Gods Killer world is still much worse than in the present world. There are many literature, technology, novels, and comics that the Gods Killer world does not have.

"How did you deal with the government? It's a bit incredible to get them to agree to this kind of drama." Makoto Ito said exaggeratedly, and there was no expression on Psychic's face.

"A prince in the Middle East is a crazy believer of Allah and has certain malicious intentions towards Catholicism. It is well known that the royal family in the Middle East is a burning hand with a lot of money. As long as the underground oil has not dried up, the money in his hand will not be cherished. Spending a little money can make things difficult for Jesus, and it is understandable to arrange such a play on Christmas. Of course, the name cannot be penetrated, after all, the international influence is not good." Yamada had a faint pride on his face, and seemed to be proud of his idea.

"A pretty good idea, I can't help but applaud you." Ito Makoto sat back on the chair and applauded gently for a while.

"It's great that you can be satisfied." Yamada bowed slightly.

"Appoint me tomorrow, I will hand over the gun to the centurion. After all, the time it takes for that gun to be used is limited." Makoto Ito started eating again.

"No problem, but if you want to participate, otherwise I will give me a role. I am looking forward to performing with Makoto." Yamada said.

"No, I leave Rome the morning. Remember it's morning, it's best to leave Europe in the afternoon. Do you understand!" Ito Makoto looked at Yamada and said seriously.

"I understand, it's so regretful that I can't perform with Makoto." Yamada said a little regretfully.

"I still have a chance in the future. I'm going to rest. You can teach the waiter to clean up, and then go to rest too." Makoto Ito touched his mouth with a napkin and pointed at Yamada.

"Okay, I won't disturb Makoto, I'll take a break, I'll say goodbye." Yamada looked at Ito Makoto's slightly tired expression, thought for a while, and said softly.

After watching Yamada leave the room, Makoto Ito walked towards the floor-to-ceiling window and looked at the night view outside. Suddenly, he laughed.
Chapter completed!