The Pope looked at Amy, his clear and wise eyes full of admiration and praise. He was not the slightest bit displeased by Amy's rejection.
"Yes, even if you don't become a Divine Lady, you will still become an extraordinary person and protect your father well." The Pope looked at Amy with a smile and paused for a moment before continuing, "But if you become the Pope, you will be able to protect all kind-hearted humans and give them shelter."
"Kind-Hearted humans?" A thoughtful look appeared on Amy's face. After thinking for a while, she looked up at the Pope and asked, "But have you protected them?"
The smile on the Pope's face gradually faded, and he looked at Amy with a deep gaze.
"When did the little one become so crafty with her questions?" Meg looked at Amy with some surprise, and his eyes were full of admiration. Being able to see if there were any strange things hidden in the pie that others threw at her was undoubtedly a very good ability.
However, Meg looked at the Pope with some caution. Although the Pope, who was known for being a good person, had not shown any hostility from beginning to end, no one could guarantee that he would not fly into a rage out of humiliation after hearing Amy's question.
This was because the current Church clearly had no ability to protect kind-hearted people. What they needed to worry about now was how to protect the last remaining Carlo Cathedral.
Luna also had a worried expression on her face. Although the Church was declining, she had never heard any stories about the Church from her grandfather when she was young. Even her grandfather would bow respectfully when he saw the Pope. This was an old man who was respected by many people.
The Pope was silent for a while, then looked at Amy and said in a slightly low voice, "I used to work hard to protect them, but one day, I realized that what I did was instead causing them more harm, or bringing them more pain. So, I chose to become a bystander and not let the Church get too involved in the lives of ordinary people.
"If your help causes them more pain, then it must be because you did not find the right way. You can't say that helping them is wrong. You should correct your methods and not choose to run away." Amy frowned and said sympathetically, "If those kind people pray for your help but you don't care about them, wouldn't that be very cruel to them?"
The Pope's eyes gradually lit up. He stood up unconsciously and raised his head slightly to look at the dome that was casting golden light. His eyes flickered.
"Father, did I say something wrong?" Amy whispered in Meg's ear.
Meg shook her head and said with a smile, "No, Amy said it very well."
If it were anyone else here, they probably wouldn't be able to say such words to the Pope.
The Pope withdrew his gaze from the dome and looked down at Amy. He asked kindly, "Young lady, what's your name?"
"Amy," Amy answered crisply.
"Amy, whether you're willing or not, the position of Goddess will always be reserved for you. If you're willing to join the church one day, I'll crown you as the queen." The Pope looked out of the palace with a sharp gaze, and said with a smile, "As for me, it's time for the church to do what it needs to do again."
Amy turned to look at the pair of faint golden wings on her back, and asked with a conflicted expression, "What about these wings? If I refuse, do I have to return them to you? "
She really liked the feeling of flying, and it didn't require any magic power. This feeling was simply too interesting.
The Pope shook his head with a smile, and said, "This is a blessing from God, and only God can take it back. You're God's chosen one, and God won't make the wrong choice."
A joyful smile appeared on Amy's face. "Wow, then you have to thank God for me. I really like these wings."
The Pope nodded with a smile before sitting back down.
Meg and Luna bowed respectfully to the Pope before carrying Amy and Ugly Duckling out of the palace.
The heavy wooden door slowly closed behind them, and the intricate wooden carvings on the door gave off a sense of solemnity and solemnity.
Amy said to Meg before flapping her wings and flying out of Meg's arms. She flew through the trees in a nimble manner, and her two little silver braids swayed gently as her tinkling laughter rang out throughout the entire church.
Many of the preachers made their way to the window and looked at Amy and the pair of golden wings on her back with astonishment in their eyes.
Some of the older preachers were unable to hide their excitement as they clasped their hands together and prayed softly.
"Meow, meow!"
Ugly Duckling ran on the ground, trying its best to catch up to Amy.
"Ugly Duckling, do you want to come up and play as well?"
Amy suddenly stopped in mid-air and looked down at Ugly Duckling with a smile.
"Meow!"
Ugly Duckling was given a fright, and it slipped and fell headfirst into a pile of dried leaves. Its entire head was buried in the leaves, and it remained in that position.
"It's useless even if you play dead." A demonic voice sounded in its ears, and Ugly Duckling tried its best to burrow its head deeper into the leaves. It was like an ostrich that had stuffed its head into the sand with its butt exposed. It was then dragged out of the pile of leaves by Amy.
Amy held Ugly Duckling up to her with a serious expression as she said, "Even though you're an ugly duckling now, you have to remember that you're going to become a white swan in the future. If you're afraid of heights, then do you want to become a white swan that runs on the ground?"
"Meow, meow ~"
Ugly Duckling blinked its big blue eyes with an aggrieved expression. Tears were already welling up in its eyes, making it look like a scared little child.
"Good luck, you can do it." Amy rubbed its little cat head before flapping her little wings, and she instantly flew higher into the air.
"Meow … Howl ~"
Meg looked at Ugly Duckling, which was crying out in a husky voice, and was struck by a sense of pity and amusement. He couldn't help but think to himself, Could it be that Ugly Duckling is also a husky like Little Purple?
After letting Amy play for a while, Meg saw that more and more preachers were paying attention to Amy, so he waved a hand at Amy, and said, "Come down, Amy. We have to go."
Amy dove down from the sky with Ugly Duckling in her arms, and she landed right into Meg's arms. The vibrant smile on her face was a stark contrast to Ugly Duckling's tear-stained eyes.
"Howl … Meow ~" Ugly Duckling opened its eyes and looked at Amy with an aggrieved expression.
"Well done, Ugly Duckling. I'll take you to the sky every day from now on." Amy patted Ugly Duckling's head with a smile.
"Meow ~"
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