"It would be better to listen to me, pretend we don't know anything, then choose a new saint and let Joan of Arc slowly fade from people's sight."
Tristan shook his head: "No matter how well you hide it, there will always be clues. In time, someone will figure it out."
Granger said, "You should deal with these merchants first; they won't escape the Nine Punishments."
"Otherwise, if that brat Renn finds out, he'll definitely come after me again."
"However, some underhanded tactics can still be accomplished. At that time, I will do what I did before: remove a little bit of the seal on your bodies so that you can mobilize your magic to resist."
"Although those nine punishments are more painful, they ultimately have no effect on the body or strength. At most, it will only result in serious injury for a period of time, which is better than death."
Tristan nodded, then walked down the city wall.
Granger transformed into a streak of light and flew back to the Holy Land of Light.
Within the Sanctuary, with the disappearance of Rein and the Lava Giant, the Sanctuary returned to its former tranquility, and the Sanctuary's cleanup personnel began handling the follow-up work.
Record the number of Holy Cross Knights who died, record the damage to buildings within the Sanctuary, and so on.
Granger swept his mental energy across the area and then flew towards his palace.
Back at the palace, he found the spacious interior empty. There, he saw a table set up with lots of delicious food, and he was sitting down to enjoy it.
Elder Finn stood quietly beside his throne, watching Renn.
When Raine saw Granger return, he smiled and said, "Your Majesty is back? Would you like to sit down and have something to eat?"
Granger didn't give Renn a friendly look, "No thanks, I can't eat that."
"Do you know how much impact your actions today have had on the Church of Light!"
"The losses alone amount to nearly a hundred million gold coins! Not to mention the compensation for the Holy Cross Knights!"
Ryan wiped his mouth and said, "Wasn't it all your fault? If Joan of Arc had been doing well in the church, this wouldn't have happened."
Granger stepped past Renn, sat back on his throne, and said.
"I have informed them of what happened to Tristan and the others; this matter is now closed."
Ryan nodded in agreement.
Granger added, "Now that this matter is settled, let's talk about something else."
Ryan raised an eyebrow: "What is it?"
Granger said, "Release Joan of Arc. Although Joan of Arc is not related to me by blood, I raised her, so I am like a father to her."
"Although you and Joan of Arc have pledged your lives to each other, but..."
Granger's face hardened: "I disagree!!"
Ryan paused, holding the wine glass, and turned to look at Granger. The two stared at each other for a long time, and Ryan's eyes showed surprise.
This old man... he's completely undermining our resources!
Granger urged, "Hurry up and release Joan of Arc. Only with me can she receive proper treatment."
In an instant, Renn lost his previous arrogance.
That old man's move is amazing...
Ryan is definitely going to marry Joan of Arc and give her a proper status, but Old Teng disagrees, which is a problem.
Ryan made a hasty decision, quickly grabbing a glass of red wine and teleporting to Granger's side, offering the wine to Granger in a show of weakness.
"Ahem, um... Your Majesty, I admit I spoke a little loudly just now, but you didn't have to separate us, did you?"
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