The herbalist was placed in a hood, like the one used by criminals on death row. He could breathe, but he couldn't see anyone outside.
In the knights' eyes, a bastard from the Black Vatican like the herbalist didn't even have the right to look at the Goddess.
The herbalist was slightly overweight. He was forced to kneel at the bottom of the stairs, but he didn't seem to mind the knights' rude behavior. He even let out a strange laugh.
"All of you, stand down." Ye Xinxia's voice rang out.
The knights were shocked. They all expressed that they couldn't let this dangerous man be alone with the Goddess.
However, Ye Xinxia still asked them to leave. There were some things that shouldn't be heard by anyone, including the loyal Knight Wallis.
Everyone left.
Only Ye Xinxia and the herbalist were left at the observatory.
The herbalist couldn't see anything, but he could hear footsteps. It was the crisp sound of high heels. Every step was light, but the herbalist couldn't help but feel nervous.
Dark Apothecary clearly remembered the sound of a pair of heels in the deepest part of his memory. It was the sound of footsteps that scared him out of his wits!
"No, there's no need to take off my hood …" The herbalist stopped laughing. He bowed, not daring to show any disrespect to the person in front of him.
"As an important member of the Black Vatican, you can just hide in the dark. Why did you show yourself?" Ye Xinxia asked.
"I have done what I have to do. The Frenzy Poppy is the most perfect creation I have left in this world. It is time for me to offer up my humble body and return to the Holy See's Kingdom of Heaven," the herbalist replied respectfully.
"Do you know who I am?" Ye Xinxia asked again.
"Well …" the herbalist hesitated.
Everyone who had been with Salan for a long time knew Ye Xinxia was Salan's daughter.
Salan was born in the Black Vatican. After she married Wen Tai, she gradually left the Black Vatican. However, there were still some people in the Black Vatican who followed Salan. If Salan wanted to support Wen Tai, they would support Wen Tai. If Salan wanted to destroy Wen Tai, they would destroy Wen Tai.
They had all seen Ye Xinxia before. She was either hiding in Wen Tai's arms or struggling to hold Salan's hand.
The dark apothecary remembered that Salan didn't like Ye Xinxia's delicate appearance. Even though she knew that Ye Xinxia couldn't walk, she would still ask her to walk on her own.
The black herbalist dared to disrespect Parthenon and spit in front of Wen Tai's tombstone, but she didn't dare to disrespect Ye Xinxia in the slightest.
In fact, even a former member of the Holy See like the Dark Apothecary couldn't tell whether Salan had abandoned her daughter or was training her.
None of them could guess what Salan wanted to do.
Alas, Dark Apothecary was starting to admire Salan even more.
If Ye Xinxia was one of them, then the Black Vatican had already taken everything!
The Black Vatican had never achieved their current glory in any era!
"I'll kill you, but you have to do something for me before you die," Ye Xinxia said to the black herbalist.
"I'm willing to do it," the black herbalist didn't seem to hear the first half of the sentence.
Ye Xinxia looked at the black herbalist. Even though he was wearing a black hood, Ye Xinxia could tell that he didn't care about his own life.
Killing someone like him was the same as freeing him from the sins he had committed in his life.
"I want to see her," Ye Xinxia said to the black herbalist.
The black herbalist shuddered. How could he not know who 'she' was referring to?
It was Salan.
Ye Xinxia wanted to see Salan.
Only the black herbalist knew where Salan was. He was the only one who could make the real Salan show herself.
It seemed like Ye Xinxia had realized that the 'Fire Spirit' was not Salan herself.
They were mother and daughter, after all. Even the Hall Mother assumed that the fiery soul standing on the Golden Sun Tyrant Titan's shoulder was Salan. Only Ye Xinxia knew that the fiery soul was only one of Salan's substitutes.
As a result, the Strongest Mages that the Hall Mother Pamise had sent out would not survive the night. They had fallen into another trap that Salan had set up.
"I'm more than willing to serve you, but Master Salan has told me that if you really want to see her, you have to wear a ring. You have to find the ring yourself. It's still on someone else's finger," the black herbalist said.
"She doesn't trust me? I killed Iza," Ye Xinxia asked in return.
"Izisha was a dead person to begin with. You know that Master Salan is more worried about you siding with your father. Master Salan needs you to take a stand first. Otherwise, she will continue to hide in the darkness and destroy everything that you and your father have been protecting, "the black herbalist said carefully.
The black herbalist was respectful toward Ye Xinxia, but he did not understand Ye Xinxia's stance.
It was true that a few Red Cardinals of the Black Vatican had interfered with the election. They were adding fuel to the fire so that Ye Xinxia would become the Goddess.
However, was Ye Xinxia the true leader of the Black Vatican?
Before she wore the ring, none of the Black Vatican's old subordinates and Red Cardinals would support Ye Xinxia.
"I'll wear the ring …"
"I need the loyalty of all the Red Cardinals, Patriarchs, Chief Extraditors, Blue Deacons, and Black Clergy," Ye Xinxia told the black herbalist.
"Master Salan only has one request. Wear the ring, wear the ring, and everything will be as you wish!"
The black herbalist lowered his head.
…
The black herbalist was taken away.
Ye Xinxia returned to the Hall of the Goddess on foot. She noticed a few maids staring at her as soon as she reached the entrance.
Ye Xinxia was confused.
Even if she became the Goddess, it was only a title. Could it be that her appearance would change greatly because of this?
"Your Majesty, you can walk now," Fiona said excitedly.
Ye Xinxia was stunned.
She had been walking on her own since she returned to the Peak of the Goddess. She did not even notice it after so long.
She was walking normally and smoothly, as if she had never relied on a wheelchair or anyone else for the past decade.
Ye Xinxia forced a smile.
Fiona went up to her and patted her shoulder. She was worried that the long walk would tire her out.
She heard a scream as soon as she walked past the hall. It sounded like the angry roar of a female ghost. It kept echoing in the hall. The other maids and Muses might not be able to hear it, but Ye Xinxia could hear it clearly.
"Who's locked up down there?" Ye Xinxia pointed at the underground confinement room.
"Merle, she's still cursing you. Ask the knights to cut out her tongue," a Muses who had taken over Pelina's position said. Ye Xinxia was unfamiliar with her.
"I'll go take a look at her," Ye Xinxia said.
The Muses who had taken over Pelina's position wanted to follow her, but Ye Xinxia waved her hand. The Muses immediately stopped and backed away silently.
Walking down the dimly lit staircase, the basement was dry, but it was still cold.
The basement was used to imprison the maids and Muses who had done something wrong. It was not particularly shabby, but everyone knew that once they entered the basement, they would be locked up by Parthenon. They would never be put in an important position again.
In the underground confinement room, Mei Le's scolding grew louder and louder, echoing incessantly in the room. The weak light of the fire shone on her body. She, who had been stripped of her clothes, looked no different from an ordinary woman.
Her hair was a little messy, and her voice was a little hoarse. She still kept cursing, saying that Ye Xinxia was vicious, saying that Ye Xinxia was a hypocrite, saying that Ye Xinxia was the dirtiest woman in the world.
Ye Xinxia heard it all. She went to the door.
Merle finally saw her. She immediately went up to her, but her hand was burned as soon as she came into contact with the cage. Her face was twisted with pain and anger.
"You evil woman, you're unscrupulous in order to get the position of the Goddess. You colluded with the Black Vatican to get the position for you!" Merle continued to curse.
"Didn't you say I was the Pope? If I was the Pope, why would I collude with the Black Vatican? They were just serving me," Ye Xinxia said.
"You will go to Hell, you will!" Merle yelled.
Ye Xinxia did not say a word. She stood at the door. Merle continued to curse her endlessly. She used all the curses she could think of to vent them all.
Meanwhile, Ye Xinxia listened to Merle's cursing. She was almost out of energy.
It was late at night. Merle realized Ye Xinxia was not affected by her words at all. Just like Iza, no matter how much she sacrificed and worked for the Parthenon, she still lost to Salan in the end. Merle began to break down as she thought of this. She went from cursing to crying, and from crying to feeling powerless and numb.
Ye Xinxia stood beside her throughout the process, watching her.
Merle did not understand why she had to stay in this place that felt like a prison.
She was already a Goddess.
She should go out and enjoy the flattery of the whole world!
"I haven't finished telling Iza some things, but I think it's the same if I tell you," Ye Xinxia finally spoke again.
Merle looked at her. She did not understand what Ye Xinxia was trying to do or say.
Ye Xinxia placed the wooden chair next to the prison door and sat sideways on the somewhat dirty chair. Her gaze was no longer fixed on Mei Le, but on the sealed grey wall.
"Iza is smart. She saw through Salan's plan."
"She's impressive too. She never doubted that I'm the Supreme Pontiff."
"But she neglected one thing."
Ye Xinxia said to Merle.
At this moment, Mei Le turned over. He was obviously attracted by Ye Xinxia's words.
'Did Izisha overlook something?'
"How did the Golden Tyrant Titan come back to life?" Ye Xinxia asked softly.
"Humph, stop pretending. You've already won. There's no one else here. Just admit it. You're the only one with the Art of Resurrection." Merle immediately looked disgusted. She thought Ye Xinxia was going to say something to change her opinion.
"I didn't resurrect the Golden Tyrant Titan," Ye Xinxia said.
"You're still lying. How many people have you fooled with your lies?" Merle said.
"There's no one else here. You said it too. I've already won. There's no need to lie," Ye Xinxia said.
Merle shifted his gaze back to Ye Xinxia's face.
Did Ye Xinxia really have a reason to lie?
It did not seem like it.
However, if Ye Xinxia did not resurrect the Golden Tyrant Titan, who was the one that made the Emperor-level Tyrant Titan appear above Athens? The Black Vatican did not have that kind of magic!
Iza did not have that kind of magic!
Ye Xinxia did not resurrect the Golden Tyrant Titan …
Then the other person must be lying!
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