"My four esteemed guests, the pope would like to invite all of you for a chat. Would you be willing to come with me?" The middle-aged clergyman's expression was gentle, and his tone was respectful.
Meg looked at the middle-aged clergyman. He was a 10th-tier great magic caster, and he didn't know which bishop of the Holy See he was.
Meg had always kept a respectful distance from that mysterious pope, and didn't want Amy to have too much to do with him.
The Holy See had once led the human race out of the Dark Age, and established the Roth Empire.
However, the Holy See had always been old-fashioned, and there were many internal rules. Once one entered the Holy See, one would have no choice.
However, this pope seemed to care a lot about Amy. Not only did he want her to become the Holy Lady of the Holy See, but he also gave her a pair of wings of light, and had come looking for her time and time again.
If it were in the past, Meg would have found a random reason to avoid meeting that old man.
However, things were different now. With his power, he didn't have to fear the pope too much. Hence, he decided to meet that old man and see what he wanted.
"Let's go. Bring us there," Meg said to the bishop.
"Please come with me." The bishop nodded with a smile, and led everyone into a deserted alley at the side.
As soon as they stepped into the alley, a light flashed before their eyes, and they appeared in a magnificent hall.
Meg was secretly trying to figure out how ingenious this teleportation spell formation was, but his gaze was attracted by the pope, who was standing in the center of the hall, wearing a white robe and a crown on his head.
The bishop who brought Meg and the others to the hall bowed to the pope, and then left the hall.
"Father, isn't that the grandpa who gave me the wings?" Amy asked softly.
"Yes." Meg nodded slightly.
"My young friends, you're all here." The pope turned around, and smiled at Meg and the others. His gaze landed on Amy, and his eyes shone even more brightly as if he was looking at a treasure.
Mag cut straight to the chase, and asked, "May I know why you've summoned us here, Your Holiness?"
The pope looked at Mag with a warm smile, and said, "Calm down, my young friend. You and I met many years ago, but I didn't think that you would be able to overcome so many setbacks after that. Not only did you not fall into oblivion, you even rose from the ashes and saved the Norland Continent."
"You know who I am?"
"There's no other person like you in this world."
Meg smiled, and said, "But there are very few people who can guess my identity."
"If it wasn't for you, Princess Irina, I wouldn't have guessed it................"................. it.......................
"Old man, I didn't expect you to still look like this after so many years," Irina said with a smile as she looked at the pope.
Back then, she often traveled between Rodu and The Wind Forest, and was once tricked into joining the Holy See by this pope. He even said he wanted to make her the Holy Maiden.
However, she was a little cautious back then. She heard that the Holy See had a lot of messy rules, and there were even rules about what time to wake up every day, so she ran away.
She heard from Meg that the pope had invited Amy to become the Holy Maiden of the Holy See. She didn't expect the Holy See to be so shameless as to block her path.
"You've been like this for decades. You can't change just because you want to." The pope shook his head slightly. His gaze landed on Anne, and his smile became even gentler. He waved at her, and said, "Child, come here."
Anne looked at the pope, and felt a sense of warmth in her heart. However, she still looked at Meg, who was at the side, to seek his opinion.
"I'm here to tell you not to continue to have designs on Amy, and don't even think about having designs on Anne." The smile on Meg's face disappeared, and he looked at the pope with some vigilance.
"I feel that this child and I are very fated, so I want to give her my blessings. I don't have any ill intentions," the pope explained with a smile.
"No need. We don't believe in the Holy See's nonsense." Meg rejected on behalf of Anne.
Anne's identity was very special. Although she wasn't tainted by the aura of the Great Old Ones at all, she was a pure and kind soul.
However, the pope's identity was special, and his strength was unknown. If he said he was going to give her his blessings, but actually attacked Anne, he didn't have absolute confidence that he could protect Anne and Amy at the same time.
"You have a good daughter. Since you don't want me to give her my blessings, I can only give her a small gift. Carry it with you, and it can turn misfortune into blessing." The pope took out a small piece of quaint black jade. There were many complicated runes on it. He threw it lightly, and it flew toward Anne, finally stopping in front of her.
Anne still didn't rush to take the jade. Instead, she looked at Meg.
"Take it. It's a token of the pope's appreciation." Meg nodded slightly.
Anne reached out and grabbed the jade, then thanked the pope with sign language.
"This child's voice?" The pope looked at Anne with some surprise.
"She was born with it, but she can now communicate with sign language," Meg explained.
"How could such an exceptional person have such a flaw in her voice? She should have a voice that can sing beautiful songs." The pope shook his head, and after a moment of contemplation, he pulled out a small vial and handed it to Mag.
"What's this?" Meg was puzzled.
"This is a bottle of high-grade throat soothing pills. Although I don't know how much of an effect it will have on her condition, it should have some effect," the pope said.
"Thank you," Anne said with sign language.
"You're welcome." The pope nodded slightly. Finally, he looked at Anne with a smile on his face. "My little friend Amy, are you willing to become the Holy Maiden of the Vatican? If you are, you will be the master of this hall in a moment. "
"No!"
"In your dreams!"
"No!"
Three voices sounded almost at the same time.
The pope's smile was a little absurd. There was actually a family in this world that was so against becoming the pope of the Vatican.
If this had happened a hundred years ago, it would have been completely unimaginable.
"Bearded Grandpa, although I am very grateful for the wings you gave me, I still don't want to become your Holy Maiden. I want to stay in the restaurant, by my father and mother's side."
"Actually, even if you become the Holy Maiden, you can continue to stay in the restaurant, by your father and mother's side. It won't be too late for you to return to the Vatican when you become an adult," the pope said with a smile.
"Do you think we will hand over a child that we have painstakingly raised to the Vatican?" Meg laughed. "Even if we agree, you will have to ask Crassus and Julian if they agree."
"It doesn't matter whether they agree or not. The important thing is whether Amy will agree or not," the pope said calmly as he looked at Meg.
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