No. 327
Pope's Office.
The cardinals and priests hurried to the underground prison. As soon as he opened the door with his pale hands, a glass flew in.
visor-!
With a sharp bursting sound, the glass hung on the wall shattered and fell.
Cardinal Blasio, having swallowed dry saliva, hurriedly prostrated himself before the Pope.
“I’m sorry.”
“I’m sorry!”
The other priests followed and bowed their heads.
The Pope slowly approached the priests.
"what."
The first to prostrate, Cardinal Blasio, swallowed dry saliva and raised his head.
“The sin of not being able to detect intruders, take it sweetly—”
Before he could finish speaking, the pope trampled on the priest's hand.
“No, no.”
The Pope gazed into the air and walked leisurely among his priests.
“Your sin is to miss Mary.”
The priest clenched his trembling hands tightly. Power enters the body.
It was late into the night that the Pope learned that LeBlaine had been missed.
Adrian, who had exhausted his strength after Andre's relapse, returned to his true form.
While the cardinals and priests were astonished at the sight, the Pope immediately wandered in search of LeBlaine.
He ran to LeBlaine's room, which was apparently empty, and saw with his own eyes that she wasn't there, and scoured the underground passage where there were reports that the door had been opened.
The Pope, seeing LeBlain's footprints at the exit of the underpass, sat down with a disappointed expression.
The pope who hugged the dirt where her footprints had been imprinted, burst into laughter, and yelled out at evil, was a madman.
Returning to the Vatican, he could not quell his anger.
During dawn, he whipped Adrian from his chains, and beat his priests for failing to hold her.
Even the cardinals did not dare to stop him. It was because by forcibly absorbing the power of the gods, the unstable body assimilated into emotions and poured out violent divine power.
The barriers of the world's strongest ambassadors were half broken
Even a strong person, like a paladin, would have died as soon as the blood vessels in his body were cut off.
Cardinal Nicholasio, who was prostrate beside Blasio, stammered.
“I will send paladins to Dubleed right away. No, I myself… … !”
“Do you want to give him away easily in Dubleed?”
“I will bring them back even if they are sin-slaughtered, Holy Father.”
“If even one of my blood is damaged, he will hang himself.”
“Ha, if you do… … .”
“If I had been able to break into Dubleed and bring her back, I would have gone there as soon as I knew this bastard was acting like her-!!
A thunderous shout echoed through the basement of the temple.
Nicolasio hurriedly buried his head on the ground.
Blasio, who was quietly listening next to him, clicked his tongue silently.
The Pope's madness had long since crossed the line.
He gave the title of a saint to Leblaine Dubleed, the party who messed up the denomination's sacred site, the Great Gate, and lowered the status of the Neriad Church. There… … .
[Sah, please save me. Please save me, Holy Father... … !]
Cardinal Ridalante, who attacked LeBlaine, died horribly.
Although the shrine committed countless killings in the dark, in the sun, non-killing was the principle.
However, the pope brutally killed Ridalante in front of all the cardinals, the 21 priests of the central temple, and all the other brothers in the system.
That was a warning.
A warning to never again touch LeBlaine, the Pope's Mary.
‘It’s crazy.’
After it was revealed that LeBlaine was Ressette's daughter, the pope changed gradually, and after he took the divine power that was within Mina's body, he became completely insane.
At this rate, the future of the temple cannot be predicted.
'I've only had a chance to revive now.'
The Pope had to be calmed down as soon as possible. To do that, he had to acquire LeBlane Dubleed. The Pope is at least stable by her side.
Blasio opened his mouth.
“Isn’t there a Duke of Dubleed in the Imperial Palace?”
The bloodshot eyes of the Pope gleamed.
“Ah, yes. he was he was there.”
LeBlaine, a terrible thing to her family, would have to react to the bait of the Duke of Dubleed.
Blasio raised his head.
“As soon as the sun comes up, I will request the Imperial Palace to guide the Duke of Dubled.”
“No, right now.”
“But, Your Majesty-”
“Bring the Duke of Dubleed. hurry!"
“… … Yes."
Blasioha bowed his head deeply countless times.
Cardinals and priests left the prison. Nicolasio quickly followed Blasio's side.
“Are you really going to visit the Imperial Palace right now?”
“Isn’t that the name of the Holy Spirit?”
“The heart of Regent Andre must have been deeply offended. Didn't you send him back today as if you were kicking him out? But if I wake up the regent's job at dawn... … .”
“The priority is to calm the path of His Holiness. The Holy Father is maintaining the power of God in his unchosen body. If we don't calm down like this, we can't predict what's going to happen."
“… … .”
Two other cardinals, including Nicholas, looked at the pope with firm expressions.
Of the nine cardinals, there are now only three left.
The central temple also suffered damage from the battle with Dubleed, so all the strong men withdrew.
Having lost the child of fate, the only thing he could trust now was the Pope.
The heartbreak of the cardinals deepened.
* * *
The cardinals immediately visited the imperial palace.
Andre, who was woken up by the appearance of an uninvited guest, ran wild on the road as expected.
The cardinals bowed down to the regent Andrew.
“Forgive my rudeness, my lord. It's a fight over fire-"
“The arrogance of the pope pierces the sky!”
“I’m sorry.”
“Listen. What kind of urgency did you come to invade the Imperial Palace at dawn?”
Blasio swallowed dry saliva and slowly opened his mouth.
“The saint has escaped.”
“Lady? You mean LeBlaine Dubleed?”
"That's right."
Andre burst out laughing as if it was ridiculous.
“It’s just that. Just for that sort of thing-!”
Nicolasio said urgently.
“Your Majesty, you need to understand the situation properly. One saint divided the empire and the temple. She can threaten even your Highness later... … !”
bang-!
Andre nervously threw the glass jerk and the glass on the table.
“I have the emperor’s golden crown in my hand. I mean, I'm the king. But who dares to threaten me!”
“… … .”
“So what are you going to do? Are you telling me to run away because she can threaten me?”
“… … We need a way to catch her saint. Give me the Duke of Dubleed.”
“Impossible.”
"Majesty!"
“If that’s what you want, tell the Pope to come and kiss my feet.”
“How could you say that… … !”
The cardinals looked at Andre with bewilderment.
That was then.
"what happened."
The door to the drawing room opened and Empress Yvonne appeared.
“Mother.”
“What is the fuss about this morning?”
“… … The arrogance of the Pope goes too far. At dawn, I wake up the regent and ask you to give me the Duke of Dubleed.”
"what?"
Empress Yvonne frowned and looked at the cardinals.
“If you have a request, you must follow the procedure. What rudeness is this.”
When Empress Yvonne joined in, the cardinals licked his lips as if in trouble. Blasio came out.
“It is the name of the Holy Spirit.”
Empress Yvonne's eyes became sharp at once.
“Is there anyone in this empire who dares to give orders to the regent?”
“The Empress.”
“Now that His Majesty the Emperor is lying down, that Andrew is the Emperor—”
“It’s okay if we aren’t the first prince.”
“… … !”
The empress lost her words, and the prince Andre's expression turned violent in an instant.
“Where did you say that… … !”
“There is something the Prince must not forget. Who made the prince regent?”
"You are… … !”
“We have a second prince in our hands.”
“… … What?"
“If you guide the Duke of Dubleed, we will always be on the same boat. However, if your Majesty does not disobey His Highness, we cannot guarantee an alliance.”
“This, this… … !!”
Andre, who was burning with excitement, pulled out the sword that was leaning on the table.
“Andre!!”
Said the Empress, holding her son's arm.
“Are you saying you have to put up with that bald head, Mother?
“Get out of here now.”
"However… … !”
“It’s a priority to deal with Adrian.”
“… … Damn it!”
After Andre barely calmed down, he looked at the cardinals as the Empress's breathed wildly in her breath.
“Instead of taking the Duke of Dubleed, hand over the second prince.”
"It is up to the will of the Holy Father.”
“We have made enough concessions. Give me at least one of Adrian's arms."
“I will convey the will of the Empress to the Holy Father.”
The cardinals retreated, bowing their heads.
After they left the parlor, AndrΓ© let out an angry shout.
The empress was able to leave the door only after drying such a son for a long time.
Returning to her concubine's palace, she slumped into her chair and grabbed her forehead.
The maid of Yvonne's palace attached her words.
“I will bring you a refresment that calms your mind and body.”
“The refresment is Go and give orders to the dungeon. Guide the Duke of Dubleed to the cardinals-”
“Are you sure you want to do that?”
“… … What?"
“When I visited the Holy See yesterday, I heard various stories from Priest Lucia. She said that the Pope's obsession with the Dubleed girl was serious."
“Do it?”
“Then it’s the Dubled Young Lady, and the Dubled Young Lady’s weakness is her father. In other words, the Duke of Dubleed is the Pope's weakness.”
“… … .”
“Is it okay to pass on the weakness of the temple that I just held? … .”
“What do you mean?”
“Do not give.”
“Is there any way?”
Her handmaiden whispered close to Empress Yvonne.
“Say that he died because he couldn’t endure hardship.”
“… … !”
“I will rescue a corpse that resembles Duke Dubleed. If you put his face on it, you will know that it is a sign of hard work.”
Empress Yvonne's eyes widened.
“There was a way.”
“Shall we rescue the body?”
"okay. Hide the Dubleed Duke in a secret place. Yes, Cecilia's Palace would be nice. There is no palace, so if you hide it there, you won't be found out."
"Yes."
Her maid hastily moved. When she grabbed the doorknob, the queen asked.
“But who were you?”
“I moved from the Daenyeo Palace. Since she is the 1st Empress, I has long admired Yvonne Palace, so I was only looking for an opportunity to move.
“I don't hate smart people. What is your name?”
The maid, who turned her towards her concubine, bowed her back deeply.
“This is Seria Hope.”
“Seria… … .”
The queen smiled brightly.
“Remember it.”
The maid, bowing her head once more, hurried out of the door.
After reaching the sparsely populated area, she took her correspondence seat out of her arms.
“I seduced the empress as you commanded.”
[Good job, Seria.]
"I'll get you there soon, miss."
[okay.]
This marked the beginning of Le Blaine's revenge.
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