There was a flash of panic in the Pope's eyes.
Is it finally here?
He had been brought to Sangak twenty-three days earlier.
He tried every possible way to escape along the way, but the people around him followed him closely and did not give him any chance.
I originally thought that I would be able to speak directly to the emperor once I arrived in Sangjak.
Unexpectedly, the other party locked himself up in a dark cell.
This cell is too dark, too dark...there is not a single ray of sunlight.
Meals are delivered through a small passage below, and toilets can also be delivered through this passage.
However, meals are not given on a regular basis. They are only given every few days with no regularity at all. It seems that it all depends on the mood. As long as they are not starving to death, they can just eat whatever they want.
At first, facing such an environment and treatment, he was naturally extremely angry.
He has lived a life of luxury all his life, and this is the first time someone dares to be so unreasonable to him!
Especially when the other country is one of the dioceses of the church.
He started yelling and kicking the cell door...
But after three or five days, the anger in my heart began to turn into fear.
Completely surrounded by darkness and silence, this kind of environment is impossible to survive.
If he hadn't been praying constantly and occasionally hearing the guards chatting outside the door, he would have almost gone crazy.
However, after making it through the tenth day, he finally began to gradually adapt to the environment and think calmly.
Not being able to eat enough and wasting energy in vain is only making the current situation worse.
The only thing I can do is count the days and wait for the day I will be released.
At the same time, I was reviewing in my mind everything that had happened before, until today.
Because the light outside was too strong, he was carried along with his eyes closed.
I don't know how long I walked before I felt the light dimmed a lot.
I tried to open my eyes, and a blurry scene of the outside world appeared before my eyes.
This was a large hall with an extremely unique decorative style that he had never seen before.
But he was deeply impressed by the blurry figure in front of him.
Golden boots, golden robe, with a tattoo of a creature that looks like a dragon and a snake...
"Your Majesty, we haven't seen each other for a long time."
A familiar yet unfamiliar voice sounded.
The Pope nodded absentmindedly.
It was this guy who took the initiative to invade the enemy country. If it weren't for the divine punishment weapon in his hands, he would have great value for cooperation.
Sangak should have been bulldozed by the church long ago!
Wolf ambitions, wolf ambitions!
The Pope raised his head and smiled bitterly: "You... you are so bold that you dared to lock me up in a dark cell for twenty-three days!"
He had gradually begun to adapt to the light in the room, and the face of the person in front of him gradually became clear.
The man in the dragon robe was none other than the King of Wu!
There were a few young men around him, looking at him with mockery on their faces.
The King of Wu's gaze was still as sharp as it had been when he saw Dajing.
But his temples have already turned gray.
Hearing the Pope's words, he was slightly stunned: "In the dark cell, you actually knew that you were imprisoned for twenty-three days?"
The Pope smiled coldly, not at all afraid of the stage: "I have God's protection. If you treat me like this, you will be punished by God!"
The current situation is unclear, but the other party must need his help. Even if he is a prisoner, he has to show some strength!
Although there was no light in the dark cell and he could not feel the passage of time, he remembered clearly that he was imprisoned for a full twenty-three days.
As for how to remember that it is twenty-three days, it is not difficult.
Because...he had an erection twenty-three times in the dark.
The lives of high-end people have always been very regular.
There is no sun, but we still have the 'biological clock' to use!
Although the performance of this old pointer has declined a lot after being used for decades, it should be roughly 23 days.
As the Pope, he has always kept himself in good health.
It is much better than the later generations who don’t even have normal physiological instincts and rush to the abandoned house with their hands!
King Wu raised his head with a hint of confusion in his eyes.
In a completely dark environment, I could still accurately know that I had been imprisoned for twenty-three days.
This matter was indeed beyond his understanding.
It seems that this incompetent Pope still has some outstanding qualities.
When King Wu came to his senses, he immediately looked at the Pope and said coldly, "Kneel down."
The two guards behind the Pope immediately hit his knees hard.
His knees softened and the Pope knelt firmly in front of King Wu.
"You dare!" There was panic in the Pope's surprised voice.
The King of Wu said calmly, "It seems that even after being locked up for such a long time, you still haven't learned to recognize the situation. You are a dog that has lost its home, and you are not qualified to stand and talk to me."
"What on earth do you want to do?" The Pope's eyes were bloodshot.
The corners of King Wu's mouth showed a hint of smile: "After so much time, have you figured out who attacked the Holy City?"
“It’s you!?”
"No." King Wu shook his head slowly, "The one who attacked the Holy City was Dajing, the country that wanted to do business with the church."
"How do you know?" The Pope's throat kept rolling.
"Because I am from Dajing."
At this moment, the Pope's hair stood on end!
He has never taken the country of Dajing seriously. What power can a seller have under the nose of the church?
But the other side actually led the army to attack the holy city directly? And the king of Sangak was also from Dajing.
That means...Sangak is actually managed by Dajing?
Is Da Jing plotting to take over the entire area under the jurisdiction of the church?
The Pope began to imagine...
After thinking for a while, he finally said with difficulty: "I don't understand. Since you are from Dajing... why do you still want to sell the divine punishment weapon to the church?"
King Wu said slowly: "No, you are wrong, Da Jing and I are mortal enemies."
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