This time, without Arno saying a word, Feng Guang understood: "You want revenge."
She remembered that his former name was Darren, and that his biological parents were considered heretics and were executed by the Vatican. If she hadn't interfered, he would have died too.
“You’re right, I want revenge.” Arno’s eyes turned cold. “These past few years, the image of my parents before they died has been constantly on my mind. I will never forget the way they died so tragically, and I will never let go of those who killed them.”
“But the people who killed your parents were the entire Holy See, the laws and regulations of this country. Who are you going to seek revenge against?” Feng Guang asked. “Do you want to destroy this country? Even if you want to, you are only one person. How can you fight against so many people?”
“There’s no need to think so much.” Arno looked at the scenery. “As long as you’re here, destroying the Holy See won’t be difficult.”
She paused. "What do you mean?"
“Wendy, what am I supposed to say?” Arno’s eyes lit up with amusement. “You are a high and mighty princess, and noble young masters or even a prince of a kingdom would line up to choose you. But why did you take a fancy to such an insignificant monk?”
"What...did you say?" Feng Guang was startled, and his voice trembled.
Arno seemed to admire her current state, that fearful and nervous look, which was just like his own when he was a child. His parents had hidden him in the bookcase, and he had seen men in black robes burst in and take his parents away. He had felt the same fear and nervousness then.
“You all think you’ve hidden it well, but Wendy, do you know that when you look at Bishop Herman, your eyes… and your expression, always betray you a little bit?” Arno laughed again. “And Herman, Richard’s horse went out of control for no reason, and he fell seriously ill after going out with Herman at the ball that day. All these things happened when Richard was clinging to you. It’s not just you who likes Herman; Herman likes you too. I’ve discovered this secret. Are you surprised?”
Herman's little tricks were indeed difficult to prove, and no one would associate a monk with a princess, so no one would think much of it. But Arno was different.
From the very beginning, he paid unusual attention to Herman and Fengguang. The former was the one who was to execute him, and the latter was... what was he?
Perhaps because he survived thanks to Feng Guang, he couldn't help but pay more attention to her when he saw her again, now a beautiful young woman.
It's not that Arnold was particularly good at disguising himself; it's just that with the eccentric Richard by his side as a foil, he seemed less conspicuous, and naturally, others paid less attention to him.
Her feigned ease vanished, replaced by a cold voice, "What do you want to use me to get Herman to do?"
“Hermann, he is a bishop of the Holy See, the closest person to the Pope. I want him to help me destroy the Holy See bit by bit, starting with killing the Pope.” This is a reasonable reason.
"This is dangerous; you can't let Herman do it!"
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