Chapter 1388
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In an instant, the entire Church fell silent.
Shen Wanqing played with her silver hair leisurely, while Fidel's expression darkened. He was very curious and nervous about the man who was about to arrive, as well as a hint of worry and fear. It was as if … something would leave him with the arrival of that man.
Austin and Karina fell silent. They looked at each other, confused. They didn't understand what Shen Wanqing meant.
"Queen Shirley just said that our Pope's blood is very fragrant. May I ask how Queen Shirley knew?" Ogunaya looked at Shen Wanqing dangerously. "Last night, a member of the Blood Clan broke into our Holy Palace. May I ask if that person was you, Queen Shirley?"
Fidel's expression changed.
Austin and Karina raised their eyebrows. They both looked like they were waiting to see a good show.
"Can't I guess?" Shen Wanqing shrugged calmly. "His Holiness the Pope is the purest and most powerful person in the Holy Palace. His blood must be the sweetest and most delicious. As for the Blood Clan member who broke into your Holy Palace last night, that wasn't me. If it was me, would I have let you find out? "
The silver-haired girl with crimson eyes scoffed in disdain. "Aren't you looking down on me, Shirley? Besides, if I really did drink His Holiness the Pope's blood, would His Holiness protect me without saying a word? "
Ogunaya froze. In the next second, the tightly shut doors of the Church were suddenly pushed open.
Hearing this, everyone subconsciously turned their heads to look, but their breathing suddenly stagnated.
The first person to walk in was the believer who had just left, and behind him was a young man who walked slowly.
The Church's lights were bright. His Holiness the Pope was tall and slender, wearing a pure white robe meticulously. A light gold chain hooked on his shoulders swayed gently, and the robe hung lightly on the ground.
His light gold hair sparkled, and a silver chain hooked on a sapphire blue jade dangled between his eyebrows. His brows were gentle, and his eyes were long and narrow. His light colored pupils were cold and calm.
He held a light gold cane in his right hand. The cane was about two meters tall, and the silver wire on the cane was engraved with patterns. The tassel chain swayed gently.
Even before he walked in, everyone could feel the pure power of light from His Holiness the Pope.
When the believers of the Holy Palace saw Kristel, they all held their chests and bowed devoutly, their expressions full of faith and respect.
Karina was also stunned. Her eyes were filled with amazement. She stared at Kristel, who was walking toward her step by step. When their eyes met, Carina's heart raced. She hadn't felt this way for a long time.
"Your Majesty." Ogunaya stood up respectfully and lowered his head. "Please take a seat."
Kristel nodded slightly, his voice clear and calm. "Yes."
Karina was stunned. She looked at Kristel in disbelief. He … he was the Pope of the Holy Palace?
After Kristel sat down, the girl opposite him leaned on the table. She rested her chin on her hand and looked at him with a smile. "Your Holiness ~"
The girl's soft and gentle attitude was a far cry from her previous sloppy and lazy appearance. This made everyone present stunned.
Seeing the girl's soft and gentle attitude towards Kristel, Fidel's eyes dimmed, and he silently turned his face away.
Kristel held the cane in his hand, his white robe clean. "Queen Shirley."
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