After signing with AC Milan, I will be the king of football!-Chapter 384 - 0189 Jujutsu Kaisen Episode 6 (Please Subscribe)

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Chapter 384: 0189 Jujutsu Kaisen Episode 6 (Please Subscribe)

Capello dared not relax his vigilance.

Because he had watched last season’s UEFA Champions League final.

Ancelotti and Rijkaard had engaged in a remote battle of wits, and the details later exposed by "The Sun" newspaper were enough to astound Capello.

He had not expected that there would be so many twists and turns.

Witchcraft from around the world was intertwined with football.

It felt to Capello as if he had opened a new Chapter in his life.

It was as though he had always thought he was living in a city drama, only to suddenly find out there was a force declaring his superpower to be wealth, turning the familiar life into a show-off fest.

Capello did not think 82.5 would be enough to deal with Rijkaard.

The guy from Suriname had actually allowed a wizard to join the coaching team.

Already at Turin Caselle Airport, Capello couldn’t help but ridicule that Ancelotti, that fat bastard, was just lucky to be able to invite a cardinal.

Just as he was about to go through security, Capello clapped his hands and murmured, "It’s not about Ancelotti, it’s about Kevin. As long as it’s for Kevin, I too can hire someone!"

Passengers at the airport looked at the ranting former Juventus coach with surprise, but Capello didn’t care, walking over with his head held high to buy a plane ticket to Milan.

Spain is also a filial son of Catholicism.

But Capello thought the cardinal from the Archdiocese of Milan was a bit more reliable.

On one hand, that cardinal had experience, having joined Ancelotti’s coaching team.

On the other hand, there are only seven dioceses directly governed by the Vatican, which are: Italy, the Balkan Peninsula, Estonia, France, Liechtenstein, Monaco, and Switzerland.

Spain’s ecclesiastical matters are not self-governed.

Capello thought that self-governance might be a bit more professional.

Upon arriving in Milan.

Capello felt it was difficult to breathe.

Although he had coached Milan for quite some time.

In the past two years, this city hadn’t left him with any pleasant memories.

Capello hastily made his way to the Milan Cathedral.

This was the working place of the cardinal from the Archdiocese of Milan.

St. Peter’s Basilica and Milan Cathedral might sound the same translated, but in reality, Milan Cathedral is called "Duomo di Milano," with "Duomo" referring to a second-tier large cathedral in Catholicism, whereas St. Peter’s Basilica is "Basilica di San Pietro," with "Basilica" representing a first-tier sanctuary in Catholicism.

So in a sense, choosing the Archdiocese of Milan was a very correct decision by Capello, with the hierarchy being rather evident.

The status of the Archdiocese of Milan is second only to that of the diocese of Rome.

Despite the numerous large cathedrals in Europe, there’s quite a gap between one large cathedral and another.

After receiving permission, Capello met with Cardinal Asier Laty.

Cardinal Asier Laty put down his pen and looked up at Capello with a smile, saying, "The all-knowing and almighty Lord has already informed me of your purpose. I will help you."

"That’s wonderful!"

Capello said excitedly, rubbing his hands. freeωebnovēl.c૦m

"We will strive to keep our people, especially the youth, away from the pernicious influence of heresy."

Cardinal Asier Laty said.

"Yes, away from heresy!"

Capello excitedly said, "So shall we go?"

"I can’t leave yet, I have matters to attend to next," Cardinal Asier Laty said kindly, "I will appear in Madrid with the Lord’s gospel when the time is right. You need to have faith in the Lord, so evil thoughts do not invade your mind."

"I was presumptuous," Capello conceded, pushing up his glasses with his index finger, and asked again, "When is the right time?"

"The Spanish national derby!"

Upon hearing Cardinal Asier Laty’s response, Capello finally breathed a sigh of relief.

As he turned to leave, he caught a glimpse of what Cardinal Asier Laty was writing. On the cover was, "Beware the heresy within the secular world, the unseen enemy of the UEFA Champions League final—Memoirs of Asier Laty."

...

"Kevin, get me something to drink."

Inzaghi, clad in swim shorts, was lying on an inflatable bed and called out to Huang Kaiwen with a wave.

"When are you going back to Milan?"

Huang Kaiwen, standing by the pool, asked.

"We are good brothers!"

Inzaghi said with a beaming smile, "Aren’t you happy to see me?"

"Actually, I’m not!"

Huang Kaiwen nodded without hesitation.

The temperature in Spain in October ranges from 10 to 20 degrees.

Inzaghi found the pool a bit cool and kept the heating system on.

At this rate, they might use 17,000 kilowatt-hours in a month.

Since the villa was rented to Real Madrid, the utility bills were to be paid for by themselves, and at this rate, he was turning into Xiaofei Huang.

Huang Kaiwen went back inside to get a drink for Inzaghi, then tossed it from a distance, saying, "I have guests coming over these next few days. Try to behave yourself."

"Don’t worry, I’m a pro at mingling with high society," Inzaghi responded confidently, shaking the drink in his hand. "How cool was my catch? If I play as a goalkeeper in the UEFA Champions League final, no problem, right?"

"As long as Carlo agrees, I have no objections," Huang Kaiwen replied, barely suppressing his laughter.

As if anyone could just play as a goalkeeper in the UEFA Champions League final?

Inzaghi knew he didn’t have that capability and quickly changed the subject, "When are you taking me to a match? Let’s go together to the Bernabeu to watch a game."

"I guess there’s no chance for that now. Aren’t you heading back to Milan after the national derby? The two matches before that are away games, and I don’t plan to travel with the team," Huang Kaiwen said, shaking his foot.

Real Madrid’s next opponents are Getafe and Steaua Bucharest.

Huang Kaiwen didn’t have much interest in traveling to Bucharest since it was quite impoverished.

The beautiful girls of Romania were working in Amsterdam and Hamburg.

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