Our original plan was to lead a dozen of the Empire's warships to appear in the skies above the Pontiff's City. Their engines roared to life, and the radiance of the Holy Sage's descent would be a magnificent spectacle. Icetis would be the director of the entire process. As a professional Goddess who had been a charlatan since tens of thousands of years ago, she had the astonishing ability to manipulate two pieces of toilet paper to create the effect of a Dead Sea Scroll. I had no doubt that she would be able to create the atmosphere of Genesis in this meticulously directed Holy Sage's return. However, while we were waiting in the skies above the Pontiff's City, Sandora and I read the story of the so-called Holy Pope, and we suddenly became interested in him.
A person who had appeared out of nowhere three hundred years ago, leading twelve humanoid chariots to sweep across the entire world. His name, origin, and race were all a mystery. Even the names of the twelve knights were classified as top secret by the Church of Pale Blue, not to mention the name of the Holy Pope. In fact, it had been three hundred years since then, and everyone only knew him as the 'Holy Pope'. He could be said to be a charlatan through and through. In the field of charlatans, the Holy Pope had displayed even more professional deception techniques than I had.
Thus, we decided to go down and meet this mysterious person before the fleet appeared. There was no point in doing so, and it was just out of curiosity — the main point was Shallow Shallow.
The gates of the Pontiff's Palace were tightly shut. There were various Schilling technology based anti-infiltration devices and countless knights of the Holy Church. However, to a group of Empire heads of state, they were practically nonexistent. Bubble yawned, and the entire security system of the Pontiff's Palace was removed. Then, Sandora, Shallow Shallow, and I were teleported to the largest room in the Pontiff's Palace.
The space in front of us suddenly warped, and an old man with white hair and a face full of shock appeared in front of us. Looking at the luxurious Schilling style interior decorations, I knew that this was the Pope's room. Then, this skinny old man in a black robe with a face like Jesus Christ should be the Pope himself.
There was nothing special about him.
Looking at the astonished old man in front of me, I shrugged my shoulders in disappointment. Then, I adjusted my expression and prepared to follow my original plan to make a glorious entrance like the Sage descending upon the world. In the end, even Shallow Shallow managed to maintain a solemn expression. Just as I was about to say something, the old man in front of me spoke first.
As expected of the legendary Holy Pope. Even in this kind of situation, he still wanted to take the initiative. He pointed at us and shouted, "Ah!"
Then, he lay there motionless.
The two girls beside me and I looked at each other. Sandora shook her head repeatedly, "Don't look at me! I definitely didn't use any Psychic Shock! "
"It's not me either!" Shallow Shallow quickly waved her hands. "Ah Jun, you told us not to joke around with other people!"
Therefore, we all felt that the old man's collapse was very strange. Could it be that the Holy Pontiff had some kind of special secret technique?
But very quickly, I eliminated this conjecture because no matter how I looked at it, the old man in front of me seemed to have fainted. The few of us looked at each other helplessly. We never expected the 'Holy Pope' to be so useless. However, we had to hurry and wake him up. Otherwise, it would be too awkward for the three of us to stay here. Thus, the leaders of the three countries rushed forward and began to torment the old man. We pinched his philtrum, scratched his armpits, plucked his beard, poured cold water on him, and played a high-decibel version of the moon beside his ear. If there was a tiger stool here, I would have used it as well. Finally, when Shallow Shallow started to take out her meteor hammer, the old man slowly woke up. However, when he saw Shallow Shallow's meteor hammer, he fainted again.
The second torment was a little easier. The unlucky old man woke up again. Furthermore, he realized that if he fainted again, he probably wouldn't wake up again. Thus, he looked at us ferocious fellows energetically and asked with a trembling voice, "You … What are you doing!?"
I don't know which part of Shallow Shallow's brain took the initiative, but the moment she opened her mouth, she said, "We are here to check the water meter!"
The old man was stunned. He took out a small book from his pocket and said, "I remember that I have paid this month's water bill …"
Me: "…"
I was confused for a moment. Then, I snatched the old man's small book and asked loudly, "Are you the Pope?"
The old man blinked his eyes, "Ah? How is that possible! I am here to deliver a report! "
I endured a huge psychological pressure to make the old man faint again. What if he woke up later and shouted loudly? Then, I raised my head and asked an urgent question, "Sandora, what did you say the Pope looked like?"
Sandora blinked her eyes, "Like the twelve knights. They all wore a round mask. Moreover, the mask was like a part of their body. They never took it off. Back then, the probe that infiltrated this place hid for three days and found that they always wore that thing."
I was very curious now. The Pope hadn't washed his face for a few years.
The so-called holy Pope always wore a smooth mask on his face. This was no secret in this world. At first, I thought that the old man in front of me was the Pope who had finally taken off his mask. In the end, I misunderstood. But then again, why did these slightly mysterious characters like to wear a mask on their face so much? Lelouch was like this, Kreutzer was like this, Batman, Spiderman, Louis XIV were like this! Were they all a group of people who would die the moment they showed their faces?
Just as I muttered a few words, Sandora pinched her arm, "Ah Jun, don't let Ola know about this. She will take it too hard."
Me: "…"
At this moment, the room door suddenly slid open. The three of us were stunned and looked at the direction of the sound. A tall man with a smooth mask stood in front of the door, staring at us silently.
I reckoned that checking the water meter wouldn't work this time.
The current situation was like this. I was bent over in the same position as when I had knocked the old man down. Sandora was hugging my arm beside me, and Shallow Shallow was writing on the wall not far away. The three of us had infiltrated the Pope's palace in a very post-modern way, and our current actions were very confusing to the masked man in front of us. The solemn mood and dignified aura that I had been brewing at the beginning had vanished in the minute that the old man had appeared. Reality proved that Shallow Shallow and I had an unparalleled talent for dragging things down the drain, and Sandora, who should have been the most dignified person in the world, had been dragged down by us.
"Intruders." After a few seconds of silence, the masked man at the door spoke. His voice was low and hoarse, and there was a slight echo effect. However, there wasn't any panic in his voice, as if he was merely stating a fact. This made it difficult for me to tell if he had already known that we were coming, or if he had just opened the door and discovered that we were in his room. "Tell me why you're here."
Before I could open my mouth, Shallow Shallow had already hopped over. "It's nothing, I'm just curious about you. I'm here to play."
I really love this girl to death. Did you guys see her do anything serious just now?!
The pope slowly walked into the room without any followers behind him. Through the mask, I couldn't tell what kind of expression he had on his face, or if he was really as calm as he appeared to be. The other party just sat on a spacious and gorgeous chair beside the desk, picking up a shimmering crystal board as if he was reading something. A hoarse voice came from behind the mask. "Is that so? What a boring reason."
After that, he didn't say anything else. He sat on the chair and focused on reading the crystal board in front of him. The three of us, including Sandora, stood there in a daze. Shallow Shallow poked my arm lightly. "Ah Jun, Ah Jun, is this … is this person Sylvia's relative?"
Considering Shallow Shallow's state of mind, I pretended that I didn't hear her. However, the strange reaction of the masked man in front of me left me at a loss. More importantly, he had put us in a very passive position.
"You seem to be very calm." Sandora was the only one who could maintain a calm expression under such circumstances. This was a skill that she had trained herself to. In the past tens of millions of years, she had probably given speeches to countless strange creatures.
The 'Holy Pope' finally put down the crystal board in his hand. The mask tilted slightly towards us. "I don't need to know how you came in. I just need to make sure that you can't get out. This is a single choice question. I don't need to communicate with you. "
This was a huge provocation — at least from Sandora's point of view. However, the queen remained calm. She looked at the masked man in front of her curiously. "You don't want to know our identities?"
The 'Holy Pope' stood up. He seemed to be scanning the unarmed us. "There's no need. I need to think about more important things. Perhaps you have some special powers. It's not uncommon. There have been people like you who avoided the incompetent guards outside and came before me. However, they were stopped where you are now. Those few experiences made me realize one thing — "
The masked man said calmly. There was a hint of disdain in his voice.
"Ordinary lives are inevitably flawed. Their shortsightedness makes them unable to understand how important my work is to the entire civilization. So, I am tired of explaining things to them. I am the Pope, the inheritor of the ancient legacy. The Sage has already set the path for the future generations of mortals. I am just a chosen guide. "
Obviously, the masked man had gotten something wrong. He had been the Pope for too long. He had mastered powers far beyond ordinary people. He really thought that he was beyond mortals. Well, he had a lifespan of more than three hundred years. He didn't have a professional like Sandora to guide him. If he didn't have some mental issues, he would be letting down the foreshadowing of the previous 1200 words!
The 'Holy Pope' in front of me thought that we were 'self-righteous' people who came to the Pope's palace in an attempt to rebel. Based on his past three hundred years of experience, this judgment was very reasonable. He seemed to think that he had enough power to deal with any form of invaders. This man claimed to be the successor of the Sage. He had been hypnotizing himself for more than three hundred years. Now, he really thought that the Sage had chosen him. It could be seen that once a person was placed in an unsuitable position, they would most likely become hysterical. It could be said that age didn't matter. Even if the person in front of me wasn't considered to be retarded.
I looked at the masked man in front of me, who seemed to be floating in the air. This was how people of different realms would view the same thing differently. To someone who didn't understand the truth, this Holy Pope's actions would seem to be a fit of chuunibyou. At most, he would be a little neurotic. However, to the rebels that he had killed in the past, this was arrogance and conceit. To the ordinary people of Mobrador who believed in the Sage, such a Pope had an arrogance and dignity befitting his identity. However, to us, he was just comical. In the end, no one was in the wrong. This was the awkwardness caused by the difference in information.
Of course, comical was comical. You had to admit that it was this guy who was floating in the air who had led Mobrador to its current realm.
It seemed that the expression of amusement on my face was too obvious. The masked man seemed to be embarrassed. Fortunately, his mask blocked it. He turned around and looked out of the window. "I will give you some time to think about the meaning of your impulsive actions. The Sage has mapped out the path for us to move forward. No matter why they came here, we just have to embrace our fate with gratitude. All attempts to resist are futile. I can feel many gazes on the opposite side of the square. They are mortals who wish to change their fate. Perhaps you are one of them? "
"You like to talk to yourself?" Sandora frowned and interrupted him. "In the absence of basic information, you actually made so many guesses on your own."
"You don't understand." The Pope pointed at his head. "The Sage has given me eternal life and wisdom. They have given me amazing judgment. My judgment has never been wrong."
At this point, we could finally confirm that the man in front of us had been brainwashed by some power from the Schilling Ruins. His fanatical worship had caused him to lose the most basic modesty. He only believed in the power of the Sage. Therefore, even though he was a follower of the Empire, he was not very likable. Of course, this had something to do with his disrespectful attitude. Shallow Shallow pursed her lips. She had always been impatient with anything, especially when it came to a crazy believer. Even if the other party believed in her, it did not stop her from yawning. "Ah Jun, this man is too boring. Let's go."
The 'Holy Pope' seemed to have heard something funny. He turned around and pointed at the three of us. "Don't you understand? When you made this wrong decision, you …"
Before he could finish his sentence, the opposite door was pushed open. His sister appeared at the door. "Oh, there you are. I also came to see what the Pope looks like. Is this the one in the mask?"
The Pope stood rooted to the spot with two fingers outstretched, staring dumbfoundedly at the fourth intruder in his palace. According to him, there had indeed been people in the world who could bypass the palace guards and come before him, for apart from the Twelve Knights, the other Knights of the Holy See were mere mortals. But after three intruders, a fourth one came in so easily. This was something that had never happened before.
Therefore, in this unprecedented awkward situation, the Holy Pope looked at the four of us for a while. Then, his fingers trembled. He pointed at us and said calmly, "Perhaps you don't understand. When faced with the legacy of the Sage, the advantage of numbers is meaningless. Three hundred years ago, someone used his life to prove this …"
"Brother! Brother! I came down to look for you! " A crisp voice interrupted the Pope's words. Visca ran in from outside the door and started rubbing herself against me. I smiled and gave the little girl a lollipop. Pandora, who was following behind her, also got a share.
"Ugh … It seems like the defense here …" The Pope pointed at us again. His mask made a strange sound. Obviously, after the four adults, the two little lollipops out made him wonder if the defense here had reached the same level as the back street market. Then, just as everyone liked to see, the Pope was interrupted before he could finish his sentence. The window behind him was smashed open. Icetis led Monina and Mona into the room. The cloak on Eersson's back almost threw the Pope off his feet.
"Aha, Chen, I'm really bored up there. I'm also quite curious about the Pope. Who is this egg-head over here?"
The pitiful Pope was speechless. The development of the situation was far beyond his imagination. It wasn't the first time that the Pope's palace was infiltrated, but it was definitely the first time that a group of people had infiltrated it. The Pope, who always thought of himself as the representative of God, felt lost for the first time. He put down his arms and looked around blankly. Then, he raised his finger and pointed at us. At this moment, Liliana shook her head and pushed open the door of the cabinet and walked out.
"I know you have a lot of questions." I looked at the Pope with a solemn expression. The Pope immediately took a defensive posture and fell to the ground. Lynn lifted the floorboard and came out from underneath.
Fortunately, the Pope subconsciously dodged. Otherwise, he would have been nailed to the ceiling by this monstrous woman.
Then, Bubble jumped out from behind the sofa. She took a picture of the fossilized Pope. Then, Uncle Kenser walked out from the wall like Odin. He glanced at the Pope and muttered, "Very good, very good." Then, there was Marisa who jumped down from the ceiling. I didn't know why she would appear in this place. Saar and Cirvanas also led a group of Azeroth heroes over to take a look. However, when they saw that there was no more space for them to stay in the room, they shook their heads and went back. Throughout the entire process, the venerable Pope maintained an astonishing composure. He sat on his chair without moving an inch. Due to the mask on his face, I wasn't sure if he was watching coldly from the side or if he had already fainted.
Looking at the noisy group of people in the room, I was at a loss. I thought to myself, Why did they all come here to cause trouble? Although I didn't like the Pope who thought highly of himself because of the inheritance of the Empire, I didn't intend to attack his worldview. Later, when I saw Icetis chatting with Sandora with a mischievous smile on her face, I finally understood. Whenever this female gangster appears, do you still expect things to progress normally?
The Pope sat there and panted for a long time, probably trying to understand what was going on in front of him. He probably had great doubts about the security level of the Pope's palace because the situation had developed to the extent that the invaders had brought their entire family to kill him. The group of laughing and noisy guys in front of him was not serious at all. When they "sneaked" into this place, which was supposed to be the first garrison area of Mobrador, they obviously had the mentality of going out 200 meters to buy a bottle of soy sauce.
To an 'Executor' who was used to having the entire world under his control, today was really a disaster. I couldn't bear to go forward and shake his hand. "Well, half of these people don't listen to my commands. This is an unexpected situation."
"Who are all of you?" The Pope's voice sounded calm, but I felt a strange energy wave permeating the surroundings. Sandora snorted softly not far away. Half of the Pope's body shuddered, and the strange energy wave disappeared.
"You only remembered to ask this now? What were you doing just now? " I curled my lips. I couldn't describe how I felt about the person in front of me. I felt a little funny because of his ridiculous sage theory. I felt a little disgusted because he had used the inheritance of the Empire to proclaim himself as the Son of God. I was also a little disappointed because he was the most disliked person I had ever seen who had inherited the inheritance of the Empire!
I didn't know if he had become such an annoying person after living as a 'Son of God' for three hundred years. Anyway, neither I nor Sandora liked him.
I didn't answer his question because I heard a voice before I could say anything. "They are the masters that you have worshiped for your entire life. Sigh, I knew the situation would turn out like this … "
I looked in the direction of the voice in surprise. Zaku!
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