Quinn Adams pulled out the crossguard sword from the wall. This weapon had accompanied him for almost a century and was also a rare artifact. It was completely undamaged after the battle.
However, his old bones couldn't withstand the passage of time.
The old man and the Blood Esquire found two slightly damaged stools and sat in the beam of light. Their white hair reflected the light and appeared silvery.
After going through this battle, he seemed to have used up all of his energy, making him look even older.
"There's something wrong with the pope," the old man said.
These words were shocking enough to come from the mouth of Quinn Adams.
Leon and the others looked at each other, a bit dumbfounded. The Blood Esquire was also slightly dazed.
The man in front of him was the thirteenth commander of the Commandment Order. He was active in an era when the pope was in his prime. They were of the same generation, so the Holy Knights, the Commandment Knights, and the pope were known as the Holy See's Iron Triangle.
The Holy Knights and the Commandment Knights answered directly to the pope. They were the armed forces of the Holy See and the pope's armed forces. They were different from the other departments.
In everyone's eyes, anyone could betray the pope, but Quinn Adams would never do so.
"We are loyal to the Lord, and even more so to the faith in our hearts." Quinn Adams said, "Even to this day, I can still sacrifice everything for the Pope, including this old life of mine that is on the verge of collapse. But in front of the Holy See and faith, everything has to be put aside, including him. "
The "him" was, of course, the Pope.
"What's the basis of your judgment?" The Blood Esquire finally recovered from his daze.
"I'm old and about to die, but the pope is still the same. Even after so many years, his blood and energy are still vigorous. It's as if his old face is just a disguise," the old man said.
Everyone exchanged silent glances and suddenly realized something. The pope's lifespan was too long.
It was, of course, a good thing for the pope to live a long life. Believers all over the world wished for the pope to live a long life. But thinking about it, the pope was almost ten years older than Quinn Adams. Quinn's blood and energy were dried up, and his lifespan was coming to an end.
The pope's blood and energy were as vigorous as a day.
He had killed his way out of a mountain of corpses and a sea of blood. He was born in an era of war, participated in wars, and suffered fatal injuries. His blood and scars made him the pope and his ultimate realm.
Logically speaking, even if he was in the Extreme Dao, he should be old and clumsy.
Li Xianyu recalled the Buddha's head. The Buddha's head was about 90 years old and had an unfathomable aura. However, he did give off a feeling of a hero past his prime.
It was an inevitable weakening brought about by birth, old age, sickness, and death.
"Do you know why?" the Blood Esquire asked.
It was strange that the Pope's vitality hadn't weakened, but this didn't seem to have anything to do with the Fallen Heavens, so it didn't prove that there was something wrong with the Pope.
Quinn Adams could not possibly insist that there was something wrong with the Pope just because of this.
"Remember Green Adolf?"
"Teacher?" Pesce cried out in surprise softly.
Grimm Adolf, Pesce's teacher, the leader of the 13th Temple Knights, and one of the Iron Triangle of the Church.
After hearing about Green Adolf's story from Leon, Li Xianyu glanced at Paise and thought to himself, "That's why I said you're an auntie. If you had lived until now, you would be in your fifties or sixties, yet you still couldn't forget a shota in your early forties. How shameless."
"You're even more shameless than me in drag."
"My teacher died a long time ago," Pesce said. Many years later, when her teacher's name was mentioned, she couldn't help but recall the past.
Green Adolf, her teacher, had died a long time ago.
Before Pesce could shoulder the heavy responsibility of the Temple Knights on her own, her teacher returned to the embrace of the Lord. The position of leader was left vacant for a few years, until Pesce stepped into Extreme Grade and officially took over her teacher's position.
That was the most stressful period of her life.
Her teacher's early death seemed to have become a nightmare for the Temple Knights. At the age when she was like a wolf and was most likely to hook up with hotheads, she was also betrayed and suppressed in the Land of Extreme Negative Energy for almost thirty years.
Excluding all other factors, there were actually gains and losses between her and Donder.
She lost the best years of Donder's life as a teenager.
Donder, on the other hand, got the best years of her life, and it was eternal.
The Fallen Angel allowed her to escape the fate of aging, and she could change her appearance at will. Now, Pesce was in her twenties and was as beautiful as a flower.
Her sexy teacher was acting coquettishly.
Was there a younger generation more fortunate than Donder in this world?
Unfortunately, he was a blockhead. He was hotheaded when he was young, and he was still hotheaded when he was older. I haven't seen him for thirty years, and you're telling me you're abstinent?
"Green Adolf isn't dead yet." Kane dropped a bombshell.
"What?"
"Impossible!"
The reaction of the Blood Esquire and the others was the same: shock and confusion.
Green Adolf had been dead for decades, and his portrait was hung on the wall of the Temple of Death, together with the past Temple Knights, Commandment Knights, and the Pope. Pesce's portrait was there too.
"He was also refined into a Fallen Angel?" The Blood Esquire's heart skipped a beat.
"He was imprisoned in purgatory." Kane Adams raised his head and looked at the spotlight on the ceiling, reminiscing the past. "I've almost forgotten how long ago that was. Forty years? Fifty years? It's been too long. This matter has been buried in my heart for too long. "
"It was a rainy spring night. I had a disagreement with Green Adolf over how to deal with the heretics. We had a big fight during the day. I was so angry that I decided not to drink with him for a month. "
"Later on, I realized that my thoughts were too one-sided. He paid more attention to the bigger picture than I did. That was why I brought a bottle of whiskey and planned to drink with him that rainy night. Men don't need to apologize to each other. It's all in the wine. "
"I didn't find him in his residence. That's rare. He was a very disciplined person, and his biological clock was like a precise mechanical watch. At that time, he should be breathing in his room. "
Pesce nodded. Her teacher was such a meticulous, rigid, and pedantic person.
Fortunately, her teacher had passed away early. If he knew that his student had secretly fallen in love with another student, he would've slapped her to death for being so shameless.
"I looked everywhere but couldn't find him. I asked people, but no one knew where he was. After two hours, I realized that something might have happened to him. So I sent people to look for him. "
"We finally found him after midnight. He was in the Pope's bedchamber."
"How is my teacher? Is he dead? "Pesce's expression changed slightly as she asked.
The others looked at each other and then stared at Kane Adams. They felt that this old man would reveal a shocking secret in the next moment.
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