As expected, Herman, though his expression remained unchanged, had already kicked Darren. This action, combined with his unmoved expression, somehow didn't seem out of place.
Feng Guang had always known that Bishop Hermann was a very serious and harsh man. The children in the church were afraid of him, and even the children of the nobility did not like him, despite his handsome face.
But it would be a mistake to judge Bishop Herman by his appearance; he will definitely teach you a lesson in blood.
For example, the boy was already injured, and then he was kicked like that. He couldn't get up for a long time, so the two men grabbed him and made him kneel down again.
Herman said slowly, "You have the guts to assassinate the Pope, that's quite impressive."
It was clear that Hermann genuinely admired Darren.
But Darren didn't say anything.
Feng Guang hid behind him, covering his mouth to keep himself from making a sound. This boy looked no more than thirteen or fourteen years old, yet he dared to assassinate the Pope!?
Herman didn't seem to expect Darren to say anything, and he wasn't annoyed. To be precise, no one could tell whether he was angry or not. Even the King and Queen described Herman as having an unpredictable and eccentric personality.
“Your tenacious performance is truly admirable,” Hermann added clearly. “It’s a pity that your excellent performance hasn’t been used in the right way.”
Indeed, the Pope is the spiritual faith of everyone in the Xia Kingdom. Feng Guang is not religious, but she has no way to change other people's mindless worship of the Pope. Otherwise, she would not have to come to this church to pray every month.
“Darren, it was the people of the Vatican who took you in out of kindness because you were an orphan. I don’t believe you would try to assassinate the Pope for no reason. I’m giving you one last chance. Are you willing to reveal who is behind this?”
Darren finally reacted. He looked up at the haughty Herman and spoke for the first time since being captured. "The Holy See has always regarded those who do not believe in them as heretics. That's how my parents died on the gallows. If anyone ordered me to assassinate the Pope, it was the Pope himself."
“So they are heretics…” Herman said calmly. “Then there’s nothing more to say. They enjoy the Lord’s protection but never serve Him. Locusts like heretics should not exist in this world.”
Upon hearing Herman's words, the two subordinates immediately tied Darren to the cross in front of the image of Jesus, and Darren was naturally powerless to resist.
Herman's expression remained calm. "According to the rules, after receiving the Holy Lord's baptism of glory, you will be sent to see the Lord in three days, clean and pure. I hope that after seeing the Lord, you will repent for your sins."
After saying that, Herman left with the others.
At that moment, Fengguang emerged and saw a little girl suddenly appear. Darren only glanced at her before looking away, seemingly having given up struggling.
Feng Guang never meddled in other people's business, especially not someone who wanted to assassinate the Pope. She pretended not to have seen anything and planned to leave quietly. However, the black cat suddenly darted out. Feng Guang stumbled and fell, crashing into the cross. The cross, unable to withstand the force, wobbled a few times and then fell straight into the fountain pool.
Feng Guang lay on the ground, watching helplessly as the cross was submerged in water; she felt utterly livid.
A shadow fell.
Feng Guang stiffly looked up and saw Hermann, whose expression was unreadable.
"I'm...I'm...I'm sorry..." Feng Guang got up and sat on the ground, holding her head. She was afraid that this guy would cut off her eyes with a knife. She just needed to go back and report that the little princess was missing. He really could do such a thing.
Hermann's subordinates trembled, "Bishop..."
Herman raised his hand, and the people behind him immediately went into the fountain to look for someone. Herman didn't say anything, and Fengguang didn't dare to move.
However, after searching around, Darren was not found.
Unbeknownst to many, the fountain here is connected to an underground river.
Herman remained silent for a long time, and Feng Guang felt increasingly uneasy. "Your Excellency... I was wrong..."
No matter what it is, it's always right to admit your mistake first.
Herman said calmly, "Your Highness."
"yes……"
He glanced at her skirt. "Your clothes are dirty."
She obediently replied, "Yes..."
Herman glanced at her again, then turned and left.
Feng Guang stared blankly at Herman's retreating figure. Had he really let her off so easily? No, although Herman was an incorruptible man, Feng Guang was, after all, the princess of the Xia Kingdom. It was understandable that he would have reservations.
She had just breathed a sigh of relief and was about to stand up when Herman stopped again. He turned around and said, "Your Highness has made a mistake. I hope Your Highness can write a thousand-word letter of self-criticism to show that you truly know your mistake."
"A thousand words!?" Feng Guang plopped down on the ground again, stretching out her hands. "Your Excellency, I'm only five years old! I can count the number of words I can write on two hands!"
“Really?” Herman didn’t even blink. “So the King and Queen failed to educate the Princess properly. If the Princess doesn’t know how to write, I can teach her to read myself.”
“No… never mind.” Feng Guang turned his head, expressionless. “I’ll look it up in the dictionary myself.”
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