128. Roaring Fire
Impossible…
The Werewolf King was certain that this woman was, at best, an imposter of the Goddess of Light.
She was a god who could cover the sky with one hand, wasn’t she?
—I must be overthinking!
“Hehe…, Holsey is missing, presumed dead. I think she only has a ten percent chance of survival,” he continued to report.
“Who is the enemy?” Agnes asked.
In the God Slaying Society, her status was higher than the Werewolf King’s, and now, she had also become Reina’s and Calysia’s mouthpiece.
“The Necrolord, and the undead she summoned. Those things are terrifyingly strong.”
The Werewolf King sat cross-legged, his whole body slumped, as if recalling a terrifying fragment. Of course, the content he was recalling now would be recorded in a file and reviewed by Reina.
The legendary existence that could create a kingdom of spirits single-handedly… the Necrolord.
She had even wanted to create a new religion, a new god, and become a being above all others. In completely changing the order of the world, but this plan was stopped by the strongest human Saintess at the time, otherwise her sphere of influence would only have grown stronger, even swallowing the entire world.
Fred was right. This person was definitely one of the most difficult enemies they would face in the future.
The Great Dragons and the Light would also add a lot of uncertainty to this battle.
She was going to be busy lately.
The Werewolf King knew that everyone had important things to do and quickly made way.
Only then did they arrive at the second floor.
Outside the Pope’s office stood a shift of demon soldiers, to guard the Pope and prevent him from doing anything suspicious.
Just as she knocked on the door, Reina thought that the Pope happened to be out of his office, but when she pushed the door open, she knew that the Pope was lying on his desk, sleeping. His wrinkled face was pressed against the table, looking a little comical, and he was even starting to snore!
Hearing the door open, the Pope was startled awake, but his eyelids weren’t fully open yet, looking slightly comical.
“What?”
“Uh… ahem, excuse me, Dragon King, Goddess!”
The Pope knelt on one knee, respectful and devout.
“You slept so soundly…” Agnes also complained.
The table was a mess. Beside it was a wine glass filled with wine, shimmering.
The Pope scratched his head embarrassedly.
“Ah, I’m old, and I’m used to living in the countryside. I fall asleep as soon as I lie down. But I’m also young.”
“Is there anything you want to order this nobody to do?”
“I’m sorry…”
Just then, Pesa peeked out from behind the three of them, her head lowered, looking at the floor.
“Pesa? Why are you here too?”
“I’m sorry, Your Holiness, I accidentally leaked the information about the ruins.”
A glimmer of light flashed in the Pope’s golden eyes. He seemed to frown for a moment, but it disappeared the next second, leaving only the kindness he showed to Pesa.
Reina suddenly felt that she had been a little careless with the Eye of Light.
However, it seemed that the Pope wasn’t an easy person to get information out of.
After seeing this old man, Reina was even more certain of this fact.
—Pesa had been sent by the Pope to test her.
He hadn’t directly told Pesa to test her, but through guidance and information gaps, using Pesa’s human weaknesses, she had tested Reina without knowing, completing the Pope’s mission.
What a despicable, unscrupulous man.
But what was unbelievable to Reina was that he patted Pesa’s small head with one hand, looked up, and said, “I’m sorry, Dragon King. I’ll report to you about the ruins immediately, without any concealment. I’m willing to accept any punishment. Please don’t harm this little girl.”
Pesa looked like she was about to cry.
Calysia said coldly, “The current situation is turbulent. If you, as a representative of humanity, hide information, then I will also use my own methods to punish humanity.”
Saying that, she walked behind Reina and held her beautiful hand, as if hinting at something.
Reina wasn’t surprised. After all, she had discussed this with the two of them beforehand… So, she cooperated with the act, showing a shocked and fearful expression.
At the same time, two bishops entered the office, as if they had something to report to the Pope.
Seeing the scene inside, they were startled and quickly knelt down.
Calysia touched Reina’s neck as a signal and turned to leave the office.
Agnes also left, closing the door before she went.
A few minutes later, the tense atmosphere finally eased.
The Pope, seeing Calysia leave, only looked up after a long time and released Pesa from his arms.
“I’m sorry, sob, sob, sob… Your Holiness…” Pesa was still apologizing.
But what Reina didn’t expect was that the unscrupulous Pope didn’t change his expression towards Pesa at all. He actually became even more benevolent.
“You little rascal! You must have eaten too many fruit candies!”
The Pope said, shaking her shoulder playfully.
“Sob, sob, I’ll never do it again!”
“As long as you know you’re wrong.”
The Pope looked as if he were disappointed in her.
“You’ve already done very well. No one is born strong, not even the Goddess of Light.”
“I’ll go and explain the situation to the Dragon King later. If you really want to go to the ruins, then go and train.”
Pesa nodded gratefully and walked out according to the Pope’s instructions.
And just then, Reina opened her eyes slightly and sized up the two bishops.
They were two middle-aged men. One was thin, like a living stick insect, while the other was slightly overweight, but his hands were covered in calluses from farm work.
Both were about 190 centimeters tall, and they looked quite tall in front of the Pope.
These two were once clerics of the [Gray Cross] and were later personally cultivated by the Pope.
Unlike the church’s faith and factionalism, these two had no interest in participating in the conflict between the Saintess and the Son. They would only get involved in important matters concerning the survival of humanity, and usually had no presence.
But these two were real Holy Bishops who had fought their way up with their own strength. Both were level 70, considered high-end combat power among humans.
They had once been active on the battlefield. The fatter one was nicknamed [White Hammer], while the thin one was [Short Wind].
“Mr. Pope, is this the Goddess’s successor you mentioned?”
White Hammer stood up and sized up Reina, saying with a smile:
“I’ve heard a lot about you, Bishop Lei. I never thought you’d actually have some skills. I really thought you were someone who got here through connections. I never thought you’d be the one to win over the people’s hearts.”
“Me too, son,” Short Wind’s face was haggard, his smile shy and reserved, looking like the type who wasn’t good at socializing.
Clearly, these two guys, like the Pope, didn’t think she was the Goddess of Light.
The Pope had probably already given them a heads-up.
And as expected, the Pope stood up, and the air seemed to freeze.
“Bishop Lei, I won’t introduce these two any further… Where is the Cardinal?”
“She hasn’t arrived yet.”
Just then, the office door opened again.
A dignified cleric walked in, her long hair flowing, her figure imposing.
—Cardinal Paris.
“Your Holiness, the demons monitoring us have all left. It’s safe now.”
“Very good.”
After hearing Paris’s words, the Pope sat back down in his chair, and the other three sat on the sofa by the wall, talking freely.
“Although not everyone is here yet, let’s start today’s meeting…”
“Everyone of the [Moon Slayers].”
