The Dark High Priest's words were like pouring a bucket of cold water into a scalding oil pan.

Whether it was the Holy Light Court or the delegation from the capital, everything exploded in an instant.

All the envoys from the capital, except for Arman, broke out in a cold sweat.

The bubbles above their heads were even more spectacular.

【Ahhhhh!!! Will my wife's belief in the God of Darkness be exposed??】

[The Bishop of Light next to me is looking at me!! Damn it! Will my crazy wife's betrayal of God be discovered!?]

...

Bubbles pop and pop, bursting and reappearing, reappearing and bursting again.

Li Aili was overwhelmed by what she saw and was completely stunned on the spot.

Good heavens!

Look!

A girl who used to be just a smooth talker has suddenly switched to the career field. How powerful is that?

Did she take all the wives of the nobles in the capital?

Meanwhile, on the other side of the Holy Light Church, the bishops were all incredibly insightful, their shock turning into conviction without any transition.

The one who understands you best is always your enemy.

Although the members of the Dark Church are all crazy, believers in God would not make such baseless accusations.

Previously, although the Holy Light Church had doubts, they were ultimately unable to bring themselves to ask for clarification.

Now, the wife of the Duke of Cold Emerald has torn away this 'fig leaf' in front of everyone.

They're so infuriating!

One by one, their old faces turned red, then purple, then blue.

A white-haired bishop with a deeply lined face raised his hand and pointed shakily at the disorganized and talking-toing nobleman of Clark.

"You, all of you!!!"

The old bishop was so angry he couldn't speak.

If it weren't for his colleagues supporting him, another person would have taken out a bottle of holy water and poured it down his throat.

That would probably infuriate them.

Li Aili: "..."

The Dark High Priest crossed his legs and picked at his ear, clearly used to the Light Bishop's tendency to get easily agitated.

He even had the time to kindly answer Li Aili's questions.

“The believers here said that their hometowns are about to be attacked, and asked me to make a trip to see if I could do something for our ‘boss’.”

"Could you please stop what you're doing?"

“Hey, I took a look around and realized this is the country of our new disciples.”

"They've all come together."

With a 'bang,' the white-haired old bishop was so angry that his eyes rolled back and he fainted.

Li Aili: "..."

Does your Dark Church's 'leader' know that his high priests have such 'witty' language?

The most terrifying thing is... what exactly are King Harry's criteria for selecting envoys?

It's not terrible to be unable to speak; what's terrible is to insist on speaking even when you clearly can't.

"No! Bishop, please let me explain. I did not betray the light; it was my short-sighted wife!"

"She's been bewitched by someone!"

"Yes, yes, yes! My wife too! There must be someone behind this..."

Halfway through his sentence, he finally realized something and looked toward the Dark Church in horror.

High Priest Opto was looking at him with a half-smile.

Li Aili, who witnessed the whole thing: "..."

She suddenly understood.

King Harry's criteria for selecting delegations is simply to see who is brainless.

Oh, not counting her cousin, he was probably dragged along by force, and they're just playing the family card.

As soon as Li Aili entered, she saw that the top of Arman Colan's head was covered with blood-red bubbles.

The message was simple: "I want Charlie Coran dead!!"

It seems he forced his father to drink that truth serum.

Even she, a mere spectator, couldn't stand it anymore.

An archbishop, enraged to the point of losing his temper, roared at the stern-faced young cardinal archbishop:

"Joshua! They've all confessed! What are you still doing here?!"

"Is the Holy Light meant to be trampled upon by these despicable villains?!"

Cardinal Joshua then stood up and gave Li Aili a meaningful look with his light gold eyes.

“Archbishop Set, that is exactly what I was thinking.”

"God's goodness should not be squandered by foolish people."

As he passed the archbishop who had fainted, he casually flicked his wrist, leaving behind a miraculous ray of holy light.

A soft, non-glaring ball of light entered the archbishop's chest.

The elderly archbishop, seemingly on his deathbed, sat bolt upright in shock. His first words upon waking were, "Let's go! Pray to God! Tell them about the crimes of these shameless scoundrels!"

"Let that atheist villain teach them a lesson!"

His colleagues helped him up and led him outside, saying as they went, "Come on, Archbishop Eden."

So, the clergy of the Holy Light simply abandoned their responsibilities.

This Dark High Priest of Opto was a remarkable man. At this moment, he rose, walked up to the pale-faced nobleman, and began to preach.

"See? These are the hypocrites from the side of light."

"Hey, what you just said doesn't seem to imply you're not a newcomer on our side?"

"Tsk, this is really difficult."

“I did promise to stand up for my ‘newly recruited underling,’ but you guys look down on us like this, tsk.”

"Brother, you've put me in a difficult position." This high priest was completely unpretentious.

He patted the shoulder of the weasel-faced nobleman.

"Here's what we'll do: go back and suggest to your 'boss' that you officially switch allegiance to our leader."

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