Chapter 162 (2/2)

Feeling threatened by the possible chance to lose his position, Michael secretly called for his guards and ordered for the angel to be arrested.

But someone else reacted first.

“Oh oh oh, the Lord has sent an Angel to be the new Pope!”

A sudden shout was heard in the Cathedral.

The owner of the voice was Michael’s rival, Constantine, who had been resisting Michael since he lost.

Not just the young priests, but the senior priests too seemed surprised at his words.

“El Kassel sent an angel as the new Pope…?”

“But can an angel take the place of a Pope?”

“There’s nothing that can’t be done. Originally, our ancestor in the denomination, Ramael, was an angel too.”

“Yes, but…”

In a moment, the entire public opinion flowed in the direction that the Angel was supposed to be the next Pope.

Michael, whose heart began to race, began to refute.

“What is this, Archbishop Constantine?! How can you be sure that she is an Angel? The Lord has sent us a new Pope? How can you say those words!”

“Huh, are you trying to say that you wouldn’t believe a divinity coming out of the Lord’s will?!”

At the rebuttal of Constantine, Michael hesitated for a while and answered, “I… surely feel it. But, can everyone with divine powers be called angels?”

“Well, then how could a woman appear through the cathedral’s perimeter if she wasn’t an angel? Besides, are you not seeing that her wings are made of light? She must be an angel sent by El Kassel to revive our denomination.”

Constantine was speaking with a firm voice, pointing to the woman who settled on the floor.

“See that?! That is proof that that woman is God’s will!”

“Ahh!”

Michael and everyone were shocked at what they saw.

Flowers began to bloom around the woman, wheat and barley grew in abundance. And where the plants appeared, butterflies and birds were hovering on her side.

Some priests, who saw that scene, recalled the first verse of the denomination.

“In the cold and silent land, the mother goddess sprouted a giant tree on the stone…”

“They bloomed on the marble floor. So this is…!”

The miracle was decisive.

As his words were turning firmer, Constantine immediately approached the woman and knelt in front of her.

“Angel! Please be our new Pope and lead this denomination and this Empire!”

At this point, she would have to respond or tell a revelation.

Constantine’s eyes saw that the woman was slowly waking up.

Staring at the face of Constantine, the woman smiled.

“Who are you grandfather? And who am I?”

‘Huh?’

Surprised, Constantine looked at the woman again. Then he noticed things which he hadn’t noticed before.

Her eyes weren’t full of wisdom.

She was like an idiot. Like an innocent child with a bright smile plastered to her lips.

“Hehe. This house is huge, and there are many people too,” she said.

Looking around the men, she suddenly became dull.

She held Constantine’s clothing and shouted, “Grandfather, I am hungry. Give me food~!”

“Hold on, that…”

For a moment, the solemn and godly funeral hall felt ashamed.

The miracle of the advent began to shake the Holy Empire unexpectedly.