Chapter 1199: Pope? Prisoner? Part One (1/2)

“Child, you should ditch your old opinions of the Holy Church and re-evaluate the church. After all, you are a member of the Holy Church. As the Bishop of the [Black-Cloth Shrine], are you going to look at the representative of the gods with judgment and hatred forever?” The Pope started to try to reason with the Human Emperor of the North with rare patience.

To many people, the Holy Church was admitting defeat to the Human Emperor of the North.

Of course, Fei’s mind wasn’t that simple. He clearly sensed that there was a hidden meaning to the Pope’s words.

“Alright, enough talking. Tell me everything that you want to say.” Fei didn’t want to play word games, so he stood up again abruptly after sitting down and stared at the Pope with his sharp eyes. “You invited me to come here and attracted many people’s attention. You didn’t do it just to say these things to me, right?

Seeing Fei’s aggressive eyes, the Pope sighed and paused for a second, Then, he said, “Let’s do it like this. I will let you meet a person first.”

Then, the Pope lightly waved his hand.

A series of crisp bells sounded in the flying godly palace of the Holy Church, and the rune-engraved bronze gate slowly opened. Three figures slowly walked out.

The two people on the two sides were godly knights. They were wearing silver armor and had white cross robes over their bodies. Although they were handsome, they looked determined and valiant.

The person in the middle was wearing a big white prisoner’s uniform. He wasn’t young, and his face looked quite old. Many wrinkles could be seen, and his muscles were loose, looking like a dispirited shar-pei. His grey long hair was messy like a bird’s nest, and his eyes were turbid and yellow, full of red veins. Right now, a streak of faint-silver flames coiled around his wrists, looking like a rope.

[TL Note: Shar-Pei is a breed of dog known for the deep wrinkles and blue-black tongue. The breed originates from southern China.]

This person looked like a weak and ordinary old man. It felt like even wind could blow him onto the ground.