The blue-robed magician looked as if he was on the verge of collapse.
Of course, this was not a painful collapse, but an incomprehensible, confused and joyful collapse.
He always felt that what he heard was completely impossible.
"The highest position?"
Even Malacia felt that it was a bit exaggerated, but she did not object. She just quietly and carefully observed everything.
In her opinion, these parts that she found exaggerated and shocking were exactly what she lacked and needed to learn.
Just as the blue-robed great magician calmed himself down as much as possible, he immediately realized what the highest position that the Holy Pharaoh mentioned meant.
"What?!"
"How can this be possible! Your Majesty the Holy Pharaoh!"
"You are the Pope of the Order of the Rose! I... am but a sinner, a collaborator, a traitor!"
"A person who is worthless to you, even worse than a slave..."
"How dare I?!"
"I...I am extremely grateful to the Holy Pharaoh for not becoming a slave!"
"Such a favor...I..."
When Lin Ke heard this, he just frowned.
"I'm not discussing this with you."
"Help me manage the Order of the Rose. From now on, you are the new Pope of the Order of the Rose."
"If you find this offensive, just call me the Grand Pontiff."
"Don't make me ask again."
"Are you willing to accept this job?"
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