Chapter 205 (1/2)

In the center of the Holy Imperial Palace which was covered with white rock. It was a building that had moved from elsewhere into the palace.

Aside from being white, the rock, which had no distinctive feature, was a significant relic that was said to be a platform where the first saint El Kassel denomination had been preached for the first time.

On the sacred rock was a clean and beautiful woman seated with innocent eyes.

Veronica III, Pope of the Holy Empire.

Looking up into the night sky, she muttered to herself.

“Luke de Rakan…”

A platinum-haired man seated in the throne of a black castle, someone she saw in her dreams.

At first, she thought that he was an unknown person.

But after she had said out his name, she realized that she had forgotten about him.

Who was he? What kind of a person is he?

The more she thought about it, the more familiar Luke felt, and she pounded with nostalgic feelings.

“Holy Pope, it is time to study the doctrine.”

“Yeah, understood.”

Veronica, who nodded her head at the words of her escort, got up and moved to the Imperial library.

Veronica III studied doctrine three times a day unless there was anything special that she had to do.

Because of the constant nagging from Constantine for the past two years, all the basic doctrines had been mastered and was now moved to intermediate levels.

“Come here, holiness. Please study very hard now too.”

A middle-aged lovely looking priest who was in the library welcomed her.

He was a professor called Osram, who was based in the Royal Academy of Theology. He had stepped away from that position to be the personal instructor of the Pope.

“Today, we will study about charity and tolerance. See page 173 of the..”

“Osram…”

“Yes, holiness. Please speak.”

“Is there a lot that Osram is aware of?”

“In addition to theology, I have learned a lot of miscellaneous things. Is there anything that you are curious about?”

Hesitating for a moment, Veronica opened her mouth.

“Maybe, just maybe, do you know who Luke de Rakan is?”

“Luke de Rakan? Well. It seems like I have heard about him somewhere…”

Osram who thought for a while kept tapping his finger as if he had come up with something.

“Ah, the name of the warrior who had defeated the Devil King Saymon was Rakan. He was the ultimate knight of the sword skills, Sword Emperor, who surpassed the Sword Sage, after which no human had been able to achieve.”

‘Saymon… Rakan…’

Names that she has heard somewhere.

However, when she heard of the name Saymon, her eyes turned dark and her heart felt bitter.

A vicious being called the Devil King, yet she wasn’t able to understand why such feelings were rising in her.

“According to one theory, Rakan was a member of the Saint Guards. Rumor was that he was an illegitimate child of a high priest who was sent to war with the Devil King. Indeed, he had gone to the Libiya Kingdom to see Saymon, but he couldn’t return back home after Saymon’s death as things had turned into a complicated matter.”

“Hmm…”

“But, his kin still remains… ah, that is it. He is the person.”

“The person?”

At Veronica’s question, Osram told her about the rumor that he heard the other day.

“Luke de Rakan. He was said to have raised his near to death Rakan family into a foremost force of the Baroque Empire. It is a very popular place among the merchants because it is active for its mine development and trade.”

Veronica smiled.

Why would such a person appear in her dream? Why did she know her name and why did it feel nostalgic?

“But, from whom did you hear that name?”

“That… someone told me about it.”

Veronica had trouble explaining to him about the other self in her mind.

Osram, however, didn’t think of it to be very suspicious or strange.

“Did you hear it from the paladins? It is always worth mentioning to a Rune Knight. That too, a descendant of the famous Sword Emperor Rakan.”

Osram spoke with a very heartily smile.

“I am glad that you are listening to the words of so many people. In order for one to be a good leader, it is a must to listen to people and look at their lives.”

“Surely it is you. The only guy in the world to prioritize useless stuff!”

There was a man standing behind Osram.

He was Archbishop Constantine, who didn’t have a great impression of the professor.

Appearing with a bunch of paladins belonging to the army, his cheeks shaking with anger while looking at Osram, who didn’t seem to have a great expression too.

“Arrest him right away!”

Osram went scared the moment he heard the orders befall.

Startled, Veronica III rushed over to stop their actions.