Chapter 542 Granger: You think I can't handle you? Granger ignored the red wine offered by Ryan, turned his head to the other side, and sneered.
"Joan of Arc is free to love whomever she wants, but for you, kid! Let me tell you, no way!"
"Although Joan of Arc can no longer serve as a saint, she is still my daughter. She doesn't need to go with you. Release Joan of Arc immediately."
Seeing Granger's shameless and resentful appearance, Renn felt helpless, knowing that he would not be able to get Granger to give in without paying some price.
After all, if Granger were to speak to Raine as Joan of Arc's father, Raine would naturally be at a disadvantage.
"Just tell me frankly, how can I get Joan of Arc to be with me?" Renn sighed helplessly.
A hint of smugness appeared in Granger's eyes.
Hmph~ You little brat, Joan of Arc is my daughter. No matter what tricks you have up your sleeve, I can still handle you.
Thinking about it carefully, this kid is really infuriating. How dare he call me an old man? For so many years, ever since he became Pope, who hasn't treated him with respect?
However, Granger did not bring up the punishments inflicted on Second Elder Tristan and others, as that was already a fait accompli.
Granger snorted, "Audrey is dead, and Tristan and the others still have to undergo the Nine Punishments. The Church's high command is severely short of manpower."
"Taking advantage of this opportunity, several churches that have a grudge against the Church of Light will definitely cause trouble for the Church of Greed."
"I don't ask for anything else. Just stay in the Church of Light for three years and follow my orders. Three years is about enough time for the church to select and train another sixth-level person."
"I won't object to your relationship with Joan of Arc when the time comes."
Renn stood silently with his head down beside Granger's throne. If Lucifer were still alive, Renn could have spoken to Lucifer, and the Church of the Seven Deadly Sins would have behaved much better. Unfortunately, Lucifer was no longer there.
Ryan handed the glass of red wine to Granger, and this time Granger did not refuse and took it.
“Three years is a bit long,” Renn said calmly.
Granger swirled the red wine in his hand and said, "I'm not restricting your freedom. The only reason I let you stay in the City of Light is to prevent those unruly churches from launching a sneak attack."
"As long as the City of Light is in trouble, it doesn't matter where you are if you can arrive to provide support within minutes."
Ryan's eyes lit up: "It only takes a few minutes to get there?"
Granger nodded.
“Okay, I agree.” Ryan held out his glass to Granger.
Granger's cold face finally broke into a smile, and he lightly clinked glasses with Ryan. "Very good."
The two men downed the red wine in their glasses in one gulp.
Although the agreement between the two was only verbal, given their current status, there was no need for them to break it.
Granger reached out towards the table where Ryan had just been sitting, and the wine bottle on the table flew into Granger's hand.
Granger poured himself another glass and said, "Release Joan of Arc. Now that you've agreed, I won't object to you two being together anymore."
“Joan of Arc’s hand was injured by those specially made long needles. It’s difficult for her to heal with her strength. Let her out so I can treat her.”
Renn nodded, stood silently in place, and after talking with Joan of Arc, who was resting in the secret realm, for a while, Renn waved his hand and released Joan of Arc.
After recuperating in the secret realm for some time, Joan of Arc's pale face regained some color.
"Your Majesty," Joan of Arc bowed to Granger.
Granger waved his hand, "Oh, I'm sorry you had to suffer, Joan."
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