The chief sat on the Mithril pedestal, crossed Erlang's legs, and watched with interest as everyone was talking.

For a storyteller, it's a blessing to have someone else provoke a reaction from what they're saying.

- Really, super satisfied and super happy!

"I know the question of everyone's concern, whether the Heavenly Punisher I am talking about is the prisoner of the incident. To be honest, I'm not 100% sure. He mysteriously disappeared that day, and even I lost a trace of him. ”

The Chief said slowly, "To be honest, I don't mean to believe that he is the one who has committed such a calamity. In his semi-disabled state alone, he was able to destroy the combat effectiveness of the military headquarters of a border city. If he continues to progress with this growth ability, he may be able to reach the level of everyone here in less than ten years. ”

The chief's voice was awe-inspiring, and the cardinals remained silent.

They couldn't believe that such a thing could happen, but they couldn't deny that this one-in-a-million ghost talent did have such a talent.

"I'll go over and find out the true identity of the robbers about Ignis Prison for myself." Cather Julius said lightly, the soldier's iron-blooded and solemn temperament emanated invisibly, "Whether the prison robber is a heavenly punisher or not, I will let him die without a place to be buried!" Wash away this humiliation!! ”

Oh.

However, the cardinals only looked at him indifferently, and did not take these words to heart at all.

"Let's save time and get straight to the point where this council is going on." A gentle and majestic voice suddenly came from the Central Hall, "Central Chief, may I ask what you plan to do with the Heavenly Punisher?" ”

The crowd looked at the source of the sound, and finally locked on the white-robed man who sat next to Archbishop Gegula at the end of the long table...... The man showed his face generously, and his identity was open internally anyway.

He was ordinary-looking, not very handsome, and there was an indescribable sense of intimacy between his soft eyebrows. People who see him will subconsciously greet him, like a neighbor's uncle.

"Holy See...... Under the crown. A cardinal muttered.

This man was none other than the contemporary pope of the Priesthood Church, Cesar Hilbot.

From the beginning of the discussion to the present, if it weren't for him, no one would have paid attention to him. No one would have imagined that he, as the Pope, would sit quietly at the end of the long table.

This conference table is actually the epitome of the imperial aristocracy, and everyone sits in a chosen position according to their rank and power. The more powerful a person is, the closer he sits to the chief, the more powerful his voice is.

The cardinals looked behind the Holy See, so that the tall figure standing silently behind him did not need to say much.

Under the hazy light of the light elemental crystal, the robe that was as red as blood was windless and automatic - the highest priest, the archbishop of Nangong.

"What am I going to do with him......"

The chief's voice drew everyone's attention back again.

Immediately afterward, the Chief gave an unexpected answer.

"I want to be good friends with him."

The chief smiled faintly, and his ice-blue eyes seemed to be raining cold rain in the dim alternating light.

Dozens of minutes later, the Central Council was closed after an exchange of information.

Everyone left as if they were carrying something heavy on their shoulders, and the cardinals' steps seemed a little sluggish.

In the end, there were only three people left in the entire central hall.

The presiding officer, the Holy See, and the Supreme Priest, Archbishop Nangong.

"Nangong, you go back first, you don't have to wait for me." Cesar said softly.

"Yes." Nangong bowed slightly, he glanced at the chief sitting at the other end, bowed his head slightly, and retired.

In the empty hall, the silent air swept away the tense atmosphere, leaving an even more silent atmosphere.

The sound of rain and thunder replaced the intense discussion, and the steady breathing sounded rhythmically and gently.

Outside the window, the rain was pouring down, and the whole of St. Loria was plunged into darkness.

The lights on the side of the street snapped in the wind and rain, and the eaves could be faintly creaked out. Those who were glad about the rain at first now have gloomy faces and pray for the gods' forgiveness.

"Long time no see, how are you lately? His Majesty. ”

The chief crossed his hands, leaned forward on the long table, and greeted first.

"Thanks to you, I'm in trouble right now...... When the hell did you climb to this position? My dear son. ”

Cesar's face changed, he frowned slightly, and the wrinkles of a knife and axe were like a fire bolt pulling the trigger. The previous benevolent expressions were all false masks, and under the short iron-gray hair, the ink-colored pupils contained the meaning of murder.

Under the sharp gaze, the chief ...... seriously, I touched my chin and fell into thought.

"Think about it~ It was probably when I was seven years old, well, that's right, it happened to be the first day I awakened my spiritual power. Even when you said the word 'waste' to me, I was planning how to climb to the top of the country, thinking that one day I would be able to trample you under my feet. Now it seems that this feeling is really not at all fulfilling. ”

The Chief's voice remained calm, but the coldness in his eyes grew clearer.

At this moment, a thunderclap tore through the sky, and the dazzling light pierced through the heavy modal velvet curtains and illuminated their faces. Separated by a ten-meter-long table, the eyes of father and son are like flowing fireworks.

"I'm proud of you for getting this far, my child." Cesar tried to calm his emotions as much as he could.

"Wow, don't, are you going to admit that I'm your child until now? It's disgusting, don't do that. ”

The Chief laughed out loud.

"That's right, I don't want to say more about this kind of hypocrisy, I'll just find it out." The Holy See spread out his hands and slammed them on the table, "Why did you tell the story of the Heavenly Punisher at the meeting!?" You shouldn't have let these people know about his existence so quickly. It's going to make his path to growth difficult, and these old guys will want to take him back or kill him! This will do us more harm than good, and we have lost the opportunity. ”

"What do you care about me? I'd love to. ”

The Chief put his feet on the conference table like a child, bobbing back and forth.

"I'm not kidding you." The Holy See's eyes shimmered like a serpent.

"Coincidentally, so did I." The chief smiled defiantly, but before the Holy See erupted, he quipped: "Your anxiety has not changed, I really don't know how you have maintained the disguise of this good old man, are you not tired?" ”

"Do you want to care? I'd love to. Cesar snorted.

"Whatever you want, just be happy." The Chief shook his shoulders, but his tone grew calm, "I'm doing this because I want to understand something. The heavenly punisher is the one who is destined or the one who goes against the fate. ”