Chapter 471 Sigrid's Fateful Battle

The parliament hall was filled with tension and concern.

No one present dared to respond to Bishop Asksan of Annihilation.

Just wait for Sigrid to respond.

The two cardinals' premature personal involvement made the imperial nobles and ministers present look forward to this contest, but as the situation heated up, many of them began to feel afraid.

Although Franklin Hall was isolated by a barrier and the great sage Isis was in charge, they were still worried that once these two powerful beings who were like natural disasters really started fighting, the aftermath of a close-range war might affect them.

Isis listened quietly. As the great sage of the empire, her existence itself was a symbol of authority and power.

She had no intention of intervening in the disputes within the Resurrection Church.

Or if it is a problem that can be handled by the Resurrection Church internally, she would just tend to wait for the Resurrection Church to resolve it.

"Different identities and different occasions require different things to be done."

Sigrid spoke slowly, "Some people never solve problems through rational means. Even though they are adults, their hearts and behavior patterns are still like those of a one-year-old child."

She looked at Asksan and said with a slight smile.

"Sigrid, don't try to change the subject. I accidentally killed a few of your high priests before, and you came to fight me. Now I give you a chance to kill me, but you don't dare to fight. Are you feeling guilty?"

Asksan did not take Sigrid's scolding him at all and continued to ask.

"I don't have to accept the challenge. I told you that if you see me again in a month, you will run away like a rat."

Sigrid just thought Asksan was ridiculous.

A shameless person.

"Unfortunately, you think too far ahead. Look at the expressions of the people from the Protoss Empire sitting in the seats. They have already begun to doubt your strength. For you, it shouldn't be that difficult to take action. You would rather lose the election that you have worked so hard to prepare for for so long than hide your strength, right?"

Asksan's words were sharp and provocative, his voice full of disdain, and he put pressure on Sigrid, "It was because of a useless bishop like you that your saint died so miserably... This matter is not my fault, nor is it Agnello's. If she needs to be blamed, then blame her for getting into trouble with you, the Catholic tyrant."

These words made all the imperial officials present sweat.

Every word Asksan said seemed to be testing Sigrid's bottom line.

Faced with such provocation, Sigrid's fingers trembled slightly, and she seemed to have tried her best to remain calm and try to avoid escalating the situation.

Everyone knows that once action is taken, the consequences will be unpredictable.

However, Sigrid's continued avoidance of war and her tolerant attitude also caused different reactions among the nobles and ministers seated at the table.

More and more people began to doubt Sigrid's true strength. The discussions in the parliament hall gradually became more frequent, and the expressions of doubt and suspicion became more and more difficult to conceal.

This was undoubtedly a huge pressure for Sigrid.

The great priests of the Tyrant branch could all clearly feel that no matter what Bishop Asksan of Annihilation said was true or false, his goal had been achieved.

Asksan's provocation was exactly what she wanted. If all the supporters in the south were to waver, it would be a devastating blow to Sigrid's chances of winning the next bishop election.

If this continues, the Tyrant branch will definitely lose.

"Sigrid, it's time to prove it. We in the Resurrection Church cannot deceive the Protoss Empire."

Asksan asked patiently, and his gesture seemed to tell Sigrid that he was always waiting for Sigrid to prove her strength to the powerful people of the Protoss Empire, and he was happy to be a sparring partner.

Amid the stalemate, Asksan looked around the upper echelons of the parliament.

No one dared to speak up for Sigrid now.

Although Sigrid's mysterious Son of Tyrant might be a noble of the Protoss Empire, it is possible that he participated in today's election as a member of the House of Lords instead of sitting on the seat of the Grand Priest of the Tyrant branch.

But no matter where the Son of Tyrant is hiding, Asksan is very sure that guy must have come to the scene today to help the isolated and helpless Sigrid.

"Asksan, what I want to show the Protoss Empire is not the intimidation and force you are used to, but the possibility of cooperation and coexistence. But if you insist that I prove that I have a force superior to yours, then I will accompany you."

Sigrid finished her words to Asksan, her voice growing colder.

She stood in the center of the parliament hall, and her figure seemed particularly resolute in the atmosphere that was about to reach a critical point. Under the watchful eyes of the crowd, she looked up at Isis who was sitting in a high seat, and her voice was filled with a hint of helpless firmness.

"Great Sage Isis, I ask you to witness a fair contest between bishops. Let everyone present see whether I, Sigrid, now possess the strength that a cardinal should have."

There is no mistake in the poem, post, content, and read the book on 6, 9, and bar!

Sigrid accepted the challenge, and Franklin Hall was in an uproar.

Although it is still unclear who is telling the truth between Asksan and Sigrid, at least Sigrid is willing to accept the challenge!

Asksan's expression changed slightly when he heard this, and the curve of his mouth gradually softened.

That is the state of being ready to kill the enemy.

Next to the seat of Franklin III, Emperor of the Protoss Empire.

“…”

Isis tapped the armrest with her right hand and did not respond immediately, as if she was considering something.

The restrictions here cannot be lifted, otherwise Asksan and Sigrid might kill many high-ranking officials of the empire in one go.

If you change the location, there may be some major changes along the way.

Helrom, as the heartland of the Protoss Empire, has a very high population density. Although it has multiple possible battle sites with ancient barriers, and its barrier blockade and control can also allow the two cardinals to fight with all their strength, but every choice needs to consider fairness to ensure that the impact of the battle can be minimized.

She also had to consider how to determine the winner and how to intervene to end the fight when necessary.

Otherwise, if a cardinal dies in their Protoss Empire, there may be some trouble when the Pope returns in the future. If the Pope insists that it was their Protoss Empire that instigated and assisted the cardinals in infighting, then the Resurrection Church will relentlessly pursue the Protoss Empire.

Alas, why are humans so troublesome? I should have known not to agree to Emperor Franklin's request to help him protect the Proteus Empire.

If she ever encounters the historical projection of the holy war a hundred years ago in the film world again in the future, she will definitely advise herself like this.

Isis rested her chin on her left hand, sitting cross-legged on a high-backed chair, looking at the hall in distress.

(End of this chapter)