Chapter 120
If it was Bishop Edgar who asked the question, he would not need to hesitate and would directly start praising the great God of Light, but it was the Pope who was waiting for his answer. Al knew that there was a deep meaning behind the other party letting him see those diaries.
What does the Pope want to hear?
Do you hope that he will have a simple mind, a positive attitude, and not have any bad doubts other than seeing the generosity and kindness of the God of Light?
Or do you hope that even though he has doubts in his heart, he remains loyal to the Church and pious to God?
His performance during his travels abroad over the years clearly showed that he was not a naive person, nor a soft-hearted person, so it would be easy for the Pope to see that he was lying if he just kept saying nice things.
Al did not comment on whether the contents of the notebook were good or bad. He looked a little nervous. "I didn't expect that my god would occasionally descend to the lower world to talk with the priests. Will the god temporarily use my body to communicate with me in the future?"
The smile on the Pope's face faded a little, and his tone seemed a little cold, "No, I'm here."
The silver-haired young man nodded in confusion. Perhaps the Pope meant that as long as he was alive, he was the best container for God.
"El, are you afraid that our God will come to find you?"
Of course, it's like there's an evil ghost taking your life.
But he didn't reveal his inner thoughts at all. Al explained, "No, Your Majesty, I'm just nervous. What if I'm doing something very rude when my god descends?"
"My God is so tolerant and merciful. I am only afraid of offending Him, not Himself."
Xia Zuo didn't see the sincere Son of God condense the power of faith, so he smiled, and this time the smile was much more real than usual.
After he made a few soothing remarks, four more archbishops came to visit the Pope.
Al raised his eyebrows. What a coincidence! They bumped into each other? It was obvious that they had discussed something.
He was right. The archbishops had come here as a team because they heard from their spies that the Son of God was here. They wanted to criticize the Son of God for what he had done in recent years to the Pope.
At the beginning, His Majesty chose a cardinal who was inferior to them in status and power to manage his affairs. The archbishops did have objections, but His Majesty dealt with it lightly. Out of fear, they did not dare to say much.
Fortunately, Edgar was not very smart, and the archbishop did not take him seriously. He supported his own people, colluded with the chamber, and gained a lot of benefits.
But the Son's actions caused them great losses! This simply cut off their financial resources and cleared out their power.
When they first received requests for help from their subordinates, the archbishops contacted the Son of God and asked him to give the priests a chance to correct their mistakes.
At that time, they still regarded this young man as an elder, a strong man, and a superior, and thought that as long as they spoke up, they could easily solve this little trouble.
But the young Son of God rejected their request without hesitation, and even criticized them in a tactful way, which made the archbishops very angry. Then, the Son of God spoke in a stern tone and became even more unreasonable.
It was useless to coerce or bribe the Son of God. The benefits offered by the priests had been decreasing over the past few years. How could the archbishops still sit still? They had no choice but to hope that the Pope could control the Son of God.
In front of the silver-haired young man, the archbishops exaggerated his behavior and the impact it brought to His Majesty.
"The Holy Son is still too young and too impulsive."
"The executed priests were all devout believers since childhood! Their loyalty to the Church is unquestionable. Everyone makes mistakes, not to mention that our companions may have been bewitched by powerful demons and made those mistakes during their fight against demons. The Son of God should give them a chance to correct their mistakes!"
"The bishops have all seen our God. Since the omniscient and omnipotent God is willing to grant them the seal of protection, it means that they have a pure soul."
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Al had heard similar words many times and had argued against them when contacted by the archbishops before, but now he was too lazy to argue. Anyway, the Pope didn't mind his actions.
In the past, Al had only worried that the Pope and the God of Light would stop him, but he did not take the archbishops seriously, because his status was now slightly higher than theirs. How frustrating would it be if he was still timid in the face of preaching from his subordinates?
The archbishops were excited, but the Pope looked calm and raised his hand to stop them from talking. "Not long ago, my God witnessed the actions of the Holy Son with his own eyes. He admires Al's hard work over the years to clean up those fallen souls."
"If you don't want to see your companions end up like that again, then set an example and lead the priests and believers to strictly abide by the doctrine."
The archbishops kept silent, fearing that if they said any more, His Majesty would ask them where they were and what they were doing.
The most important thing is that there is only one reason why the Holy See of Light has been able to continue arrogantly and steadily for so long, and that is that its backer, the God of Light, has not fallen.
If God agrees with the Son's decision, then they have no right to raise any objections.
The four of them said that they would follow the will of our God in everything, and hypocritically praised Al a few times before leaving.
Of the seven archbishops, only three were absent, and those three only contacted him to build relationships and get close to him.
Al thought about the backgrounds of the three men. Two of them were from noble families and had everything they needed. It was normal for them to disdain to waste time dealing with the inferior people in their eyes to seek benefits.
The other one is of commoner origin, and has a good relationship with Abner, who is also a commoner. He has the highest moral bottom line among the seven.
Alas, there are four senior executives who want to deal with it, but they are not strong enough. I am worried. In this case... I hope something unexpected happens to them soon, such as being found by the murderer who killed several candidates.
There was nothing else to talk about with the Pope, so Al left the Pope's palace on the pretext of going back to practice magic.
Everyone had left, and the gentle look on the Pope's face was gone, his eyes fell emotionlessly on the back of the silver-haired young man.
The child is no longer pious. The gods will be disappointed in him...
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Al thought about it all the way, but he still couldn't figure out the deep meaning of the Pope's decision to let him discover the ambition of the God of Light. If it were him, he would definitely want a loyal and useful successor.
If you can't figure it out, just stop thinking about it. It's not an urgent matter, and it doesn't seem like a trap that can harm him. Al put it behind him and went back to the small temple to practice magic.
In fact, he wanted to go home, or go to the academy to chat with his family and teachers, or ask for advice on magic and swordsmanship. However, it would be best for the Son of Light not to show that he was too involved with other forces, otherwise those archbishops who were unhappy with him would have another reason to criticize him.
Al stayed in the Vatican for a few days and contacted his lover every day through the crystal ball.
In his previous life, he couldn't understand why couples would talk on the phone every day. How could they have so many topics to talk about? Wouldn't they get tired of it? He didn't expect that he would become such a person. It was a little funny to think about it.
He is curious about what his lover did today, whether he encountered any trouble, how he feels, and he can also tell him things that he cannot tell others.
They have no secrets from each other. He doesn't have to act very reliable in front of his lover. He has become more temperamental and likes to complain. He has become more real and relaxed.
He had to persuade his lover who wanted to sneak into the Vatican to find him every day, which made him angry and amused. Seeing that the other party was getting more and more irritated, Al felt that he had played a good role in the Vatican, so he left the magnificent palace and went to his own restaurant to have a meal.
Of course, having dinner was just a cover-up; he was actually having a tryst with his lover in a private room upstairs.
Lovers are sometimes really like big wolfhounds. Before El's door was even closed tightly, he came up to him and rubbed his head against the silver-haired young man's neck. El seemed to see a tail swaying happily behind him.
Winster was a little dissatisfied, "Why don't you go to the hotel."
"Well... I've told you so many times, it's not good to commit adultery in broad daylight." Besides, he has a place to stay in the royal city, so why is he going to a hotel? Isn't it weird? He is very well-known in the royal city, and who knows what people will think if they find out.
Winster curled his lips. No matter how many times his brother told him, he still didn't understand why happy things had to be done during the day and at night. Other humans didn't have such concerns. His brother's previous world had too many rules.
Al didn't know that he didn't want his lover to think about that kind of thing all day long so he made up a random excuse to make the other person's mind wander and think that he lived in a very harsh world in his previous life.
After the handsome silver-haired young man entered the door, he didn't even take a step before Winster pressed him against the door and kissed him for a long time, as if he wanted to make up for the past few days.
As expected, the two hot-blooded young men both made themselves uncomfortable.
Normally, Al would not kiss his lover deeply in an inappropriate place, but they hadn't seen each other for a long time, and Winster looked aggrieved, so he felt soft-hearted and wanted to go along with him, and... well, he really wanted to, but his shame wouldn't allow him to do anything wrong in the restaurant's private room.
Al used his great willpower to stop Winston from continuing to kiss him, as his lips and tongue were already numb.
He licked his lips and tasted a hint of sweetness and fishiness. So he said that his lover was like a big wolfdog. Every time he got excited, the slightly sharp canine teeth would bite him.
Looking at Winster's eyes, which had turned red from holding his anger, but he still controlled himself and didn't force himself to do anything, Al felt soft-hearted and thought that he should make some magic potion that would calm people down quickly after drinking it...
"Are you going back to the manor today?"
Winster's deep black eyes looked at his lover expectantly, seeming somewhat innocent. Al smiled and said, "Yes."
I have been in the Vatican for several days. It’s okay to go back home occasionally. Being loyal to the Vatican does not mean abandoning my family, and it is not easy for the archbishops to criticize me.
Winster was still wondering why his brother didn't go back to the manor to meet him directly. The two of them stayed in the private room for a while, and then there was a knock on the door. The person who came in was not the waiter delivering food, but the little girl who was saved by the first bottle of magic potion that Al bought when he was a teenager.
Mona has now grown into a serious and intelligent business woman. She and her brother Mon manage the chain store very well.
Moon recently went on a long trip to check on the status of the abyss ingredients that were planted in previous years. Mona just came back from the city where the new store is located. When she heard that His Highness had also returned to the royal city, she immediately requested a meeting!
Winster and Mona have disliked each other since childhood, and they still dislike each other now. As a loyal believer of Al, Mona doubts whether a person with such a cold and hard personality like Winster can take good care of His Highness. This kind of emotional intelligence will definitely cause trouble for His Highness.
Winster is equally hostile to every young person his brother admires. In the past, he wanted to monopolize his attention, but now he is afraid that his brother will fall in love with someone else.
Al was used to the two of them always looking at each other coldly to express their dissatisfaction, so he took the initiative to ask a few questions about Mona's personal situation. With someone chatting, the atmosphere eased.
They mainly discussed business matters, and Al only found out today that ever since he learned that he could use the information provided by Moon, the guy asked branch owners to pay more attention to abnormalities and bad events in the city, and then personally sorted out useful information after gathering the intelligence.
Over the years, Moon knows more about various forces than anyone else. He hopes that His Highness will be surprised every time he contacts him!
Al: “…” How could he be so worthy as to have these two employees who were willing to work overtime for their boss!
"By the way, Your Highness, I suspect my brother has fallen in love." Mona smiled playfully, "And Your Highness also knows that girl, do you want to guess who she is?"
The young man raised his eyebrows, thinking that Moon was at the right age to fall in love. If the other party was a good girl, he would be very happy for Moon. However, he knew a lot of opposite sex, and except for his family members, he didn't have any particularly deep impression of anyone, so no name popped into his mind.
He smiled and said, "Really? Moen didn't even mention it to me. I'm so curious. Just tell me directly."
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