Chapter 141 (2/2)
The pope was waiting for Claire’s return.
Having exited Devil Field safely, Claire’s heart had finally settled. The three journeyed back to Amparkland leisurely.
Once Cliff tested Claire’s magic power, he was shocked. Claire was already at the level of a grand wizard!
“Haha, Claire, you’re only fourteen, but you’re already a grand wizard!” Cliff shouted to the sky. “My goodness, you will be the youngest sorcerer in history, haha, worthy of being my disciple.” He shook his rump delightfully. “Now I can teach you high level incantations.”
“Master, what about forbidden incantations? I want to learn forbidden incantations!” Of course Claire wouldn’t be satisfied with only high level incantations.
“Learn with your head! You can’t use forbidden incantations yet. They will deplete too much of your energy, endangering your life, understand?” Cliff rejected her immediately.
“I want to learn. It’s not like I said I will use them yet,” Claire persisted.
“No, no. Only high level incantations.” Cliff shook his head, not willing to give in.
“Give me back the ring!” Claire humphed, arms crossed, nose raised. She pulled out a few ninth grade magic cores and sighed in a regretful tone. “I was going to give these to you, Master, but… Forget about it. And these…” Claire took out the precious ores from the underground palace and waved them before Cliff’s eyes, then put them all back.
“Ah! So many ninth grade magic cores! And Reedle ore and Cyndler ores! Claire, where did you get so much precious stuff, ahhhhhh, lemme see…” Cliff howled ecstatically.
“Gimme forbidden incantations then.” Claire walked forward, ignoring Cliff’s howl.
Cliff caught up to Claire hurriedly and fawned, “Ok, ok, I give. What kinds of incantations do you want?”
Jean watched the two, a smile forming on his lips. He also sped up.
When they returned to the capital, people of the Temple of Light were already there at the gates to cut them off before they could return to Hill manor.
“Reverend,” a believer of the Temple addressed Claire respectfully. “His holiness has already been waiting for some time.”
“How did you know I was returning today?” Claire frowned, somewhat annoyed.
“We have been waiting here on his holiness’s orders ever since you left.”
They had waited here the entire time?!
“Reverend, please return to the Temple. His holiness is awaiting you,” he said, indicating towards a pure white carriage not far away.
“Jean, you return first,” Clare instructed. “Tell Grandfather I have returned. I will be back soon.”
“Miss…” But before Jean could finish, Cliff interrupted him.
“Jean, you should go. I will accompany Claire. I was going to go find Lawrence anyways.” Cliff grinned at Jean. His words were clear: he was going to protect Claire. Naturally, Cliff understood what Jean was thinking.
“Yes.” Jean nodded, finally relenting to return to Hill manor.
Claire and Cliff got on the carriage together and went directly to the Temple of Light.
As they passed through the main entrance, believers bowed to Claire along the way. A priest was second only to the Diving Prince and Divine Princess, so naturally, she was respected.
“Hoho, disciple, from now on, Master shall rely on you.” Cliff smiled vulgarly, his eyes slits.
Claire rolled her eyes. “Go and find sir Lawrence. Don’t act like you know me.”
Cliff snickered and followed a servant girl, turning past a corner, to find Lawrence.
Claire continued forward towards the main temple.
A servant girl led Claire through the main temple and past a side corridor, all the way in.
“Reverend, his holiness is just inside. Your servant shall take her leave now.”
Claire knocked on the door lightly. A low voice came from within. “Come in.”
Slowly pushing the door open, Claire saw the pope standing at the windowsill, his hands behind his back.
Slowly, the pope turned around. He broke into a smile. “Our Reverend is finally willing to return?”
Claire remained silent, watching the seemingly benevolent old man. The pope was, as usual, dressed in white with his air of authority.