Chapter 16 (2/2)

“Keukkkkk!”

“What is it that is making you feel so good?”

Count Monarch was laughing alone. The elder priest of a high class approached.

“Ah, Bishop Pascal!”

Count Monarch rose from his seat and greeted the elderly priest.

Pascal was a senior priest of the El Kassel, where Monarch invited him and played as a notary for the bet with princess Reina.

“If it is something good, can’t you let me know? Joy multiplies only when shared, right?”

“Hahaha, it isn’t such a huge deal. I just laughed…”

Bishop Pascal was a very knowledgeable man even in the dark world.

Had the Count said that he played all the things to ‘Want the princess for my own’, then he would have been completely against it.

He would have severely condemned the noble.

“Must have been hard for you, coming all this way.”

“It was. If I think about the donations you make every year, I wouldn’t mind using my legs to move.”

“Hahaha, don’t say those…”

Count Monarch was laughing outside, but he was feeling bitter inside.

The donations to the denominations were not in good faith.

Because of the gaining political and social recognition, he donated the money with tears in his eyes.

“But, when will the notarized fight begin?”

“We placed it to the last, as it is going to be the most exciting one.”

“Huhum, that so?”

The two men talked twice and then turned their heads to the arena where the ninth match was taking place.