Chapter 237 (1/2)

“What the hell happened?”

“Well, it was too loud to even cheer for someone.”

Not all the soldiers of the anti-revolutionary army had attended the welcome ceremony of the Pope. There were way too many soldiers to be included.

Those who had to stay away, were back in their own barracks, telling stories and drinking.

However, as each commander of the unit had to attend the emergency meeting and the knights began to wander, the soldiers began to notice that something huge had happened.

Shortly afterward, the truth began to come out from the mouths of the soldiers who returned back from the welcoming ceremony.

“What did you say?! Someone dared to assassinate the Pope?”

“Shhh! Keep your voice low! The high-class men had told me this information secretly.”

The soldiers were shocked after learning the truth.

The same was true for the Red Wolf mercenaries who were waiting in their barracks.

“No, no, why would someone do…?”

At the question from Philip, Victor who joined the welcoming ceremony with Luke frowned.

“What do you mean by that. It is the act of the rebels.”

“Is that really true? I heard that the Pope’s visit was a secret and suddenly planned. How would the enemies even know?”

“Well, there might be a spy in the palace.”

At those words of Victor, Philip just shook his head in disbelief.

He knew that the rebels were going to be in trouble since the loss of Eisenberg.

But what would they need for them to act on such impulse?

In the Holy Empire, a Pope was the absolute being.

Nevertheless, most people didn’t recognize or accept the new Pope. The reason being, the Pope didn’t go through the official process.

‘So, the men decided to get rid of the Pope who entered the wrong way with the assassination?’

It didn’t look good for the rebels.

If they chose the wrong way to overthrow the unclean, then the light which had to shine for their cause might fade.

In severe cases, people were more likely to face backlash.

“What are the rebels even thinking… Ahh, was it checked thoroughly?”

When Philip kicked his tongue and asked, Victor’s expression changed dramatically. He knew what Philip was asking about.

“Yes, I saw.”

“Was it really princess Reina?” Asked Philip.

“There is no mistake in that.”

Victor nodded with a very confident look. In his firm expression was a small smile.

Although he didn’t reach as close to Reina as Luke did, he was clearly able to see that it was her.

His years of service for Reina were never small, he knew even her smallest habits.

“Princess saw the Lord, and she seemed to be moderately shaken.”