Eros was dazed as he looked at the Cardinal whose eyes were bleeding golden blood, not understanding what was going on.
He didn't dare ask Barbara now, for fear that the noble person in front of him might notice something, which would then be troublesome.
However, he also had some vague guesses that the Cardinal was undoubtedly spying on him in some way, and then...did he fail?
But I am only Sequence 7. If he fails to spy on me, I won't get hurt, right? Could it be because of my specialness? Or is there something I don't understand?
Just as speculations continued to emerge in his mind, Anthony, who was sitting at the top, spoke in a gentle and calm voice:
"Your bloodline is equally noble, so you don't have to salute me."
Bloodline? Eros thought to himself. He was just looking at his bloodline, and his bloodline was given by the god of the elves. In other words, he might have seen the god of the elves? And suffered backlash because of that? This made sense.
Gathering his scattered thoughts, Eros showed a hint of surprise on his face and asked:
"My Lord, are you referring to my elven bloodline?"
Anthony nodded with a smile: "After my confirmation, you are undoubtedly a son of God, not a saint."
"Your family is a devout believer of my Lord, and you will become the Son of God of my religion."
"I'm sorry, for some reason, we can't publicly reveal your identity as the Son of God. We can only publicize that you are just the heir of ordinary elf blood."
"But don't worry, the church will give you and your family enough compensation."
"Let's end this meeting here! Remember, don't tell anyone about the conversation just now. Okay, you can leave now."
Eros was a little confused. Is this the end? Why did he feel so confused? But it was okay. After all, the more you talk, the more mistakes you make. It was best not to say anything.
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