Chapter 342 (2/2)

“Do you know that there are only two positions within the Sacred Light Religion that belong to only one person,” Feng Xing’s question sounded odd, but at least it was related.

“I know, the Pope is the only one. Wait, is that where the Pope is? Then we should get Ye Lang immediately… The fifth floor, right?” Zhen Xiaoyan panicked and started to dash up the steps!

“Uh…” Feng Xing stared as she ran. He wanted to tell her that he hadn’t finished his explanation…

The Pope wasn’t on the fifth floor, and he didn’t have this many guards around him either!

This wasn’t because he wasn’t important, but because the Pope was already surrounded by expert fighters around him anyway. They were all more powerful than the average guard. Then again, the Pope was THE Pope, of course he had exceptional capabilities- though no one knew exactly how powerful he was. “Let’s go then! Tell Miss Lanyu and the princess too! Tell them to head up to the fifth floor too!” Feng Xing didn’t bother to elaborate, instead telling his men to get Lanyu and the princess then run after Zhen Xiaoyan.

Although Zhen Xiaoyan’s guess was wrong, there wasn’t a problem with that.

...

At the same time, in a bright meeting room within the palace, there were four archbishops sitting around a table in a discussion, each of them very important figures here.

If Ye Lang was here, he would be so confused, then he would say ‘why do they all look the same? Are they quadruplets?’

They looked the same because they wore the same robes, and all four were old men with the same long, white beard.

They were the seniors of the Teachings, even the Pope respected them. If all four had the same opinion about something, the Pope would have to listen to them too.

“Do we know who made the formation yet?” said one of them, adjusting his reading glasses to read the documents in his hand.

“They found it was Troy Mormon…” said another archbishop.

“Catch him then, ask him why he did it too,” the previous archbishop didn’t seem to know who Troy Mormon was, he must’ve thought he was a regular man.

“We’ll have to go to the graveyard then!” the other archbishop gave a bitter smile.

“The graveyard? Is he there? Why would he stay at such an odd place?” the first archbishop didn’t understand.

“... He’s been dead for a thousand years, that’s why he’s living at the graveyard… Do you understand?” the second archbishop didn’t expect him to not know of this person.

“...” The first archbishop’s face reddened with embarrassment.

“We searched among the belongings Troy left behind, there was a letter and inside mentioned an alchemy formation. Apparently this wasn’t something to show off his abilities, this was a tool for revenge!” said another archbishop, frowning.

“A tool for revenge? What does that mean?” The rest didn’t know why he would do something like that.

“Yeah, revenge. It seems that Troy wasn’t here out of his own will, someone used a very illegal method to force him here… Sigh, even the Teachings cannot avoid politics, it has a dark side too!” he sighed, shaking his head.