The Pope was followed by a sturdy old man, dressed in Mithril heavy armor, walking as steady as a mountain, with a boldness and majesty between his eyebrows.

He was a close confidant of the Pope and a marshal of the empire, and the Baroque was a lot!

Although he only has the strength of the peak of the Xuan Throne and cannot sit in the position of marshal at all, he is a close confidant of the Pope, and everything is taken for granted.

After walking the Holy Way, the Pope walked up to the Holy Altar and walked to the center of the eight cardinals, looking at the cheering citizens.

The Baroque was also in the Holy Terrace, standing beside the Pope, full of glory.

The Pope coughed twice, pressed his hand forward, and made a "quiet" gesture.

"Ahem, everyone, be quiet...... I have good news to tell you about this event, just yesterday morning, Baroque saw the Holy Maiden at the border, and she has now returned safely to the capital. ”

His voice was not angry but powerful, and although his tone was flat and unwavering, it could spread to every corner of the square, making everyone hear it very clearly.

This is the strength of the Holy Rank powerhouse, strengthening his voice with [spiritual power].

And he is the pinnacle of the Holy Throne!

The position on the Imperial Forum boiled, except for a few people who were in the know, the rest of the people were stunned, but immediately the atmosphere became happy and excited.

"What...... What? The Holy Maiden is back? Did I hear me right?"

"The Holy Maiden has returned to the capital......?

"Oh my God, the saint is back!

"It must have been Ellen who confessed and didn't dare to fight us, and sent the saint back. ”

The people were talking about it, and they had their own opinions, and although I knew about it, I couldn't help but be excited.

But I still didn't see the shadow of the Holy Maiden on the altar, presumably she was resting, after all, she only came back yesterday.

When the Pope saw that everyone was talking about the same, he once again signaled everyone to be quiet, and continued: "Ahem, you may not believe it when you say it, even I don't believe it, the saint was rescued by a warrior, that warrior was only 16 years old, and at the age of 16 he reached the realm of the late stage of the Xuan Dynasty, he is the best boy I have ever seen, there is no one...... I went to ask the saint, and the saint said that the teenager was escorting all the way, and it took nearly one month to come back, which is really incredible. ”

This passage was like a thunderclap, causing an uproar in the audience!

"How is it possible!At the age of 16, in the late Xuanxi period, such a growth rate is too terrifying!"

"Just kidding, hasn't he ever encountered a bottleneck in his rank promotion?"

"Anyway, it should be a holy powerhouse, Xuanwei, I don't believe it at all!"

"Even if he is in the late stage of the Xuan Throne, or even the Holy Throne, how can he rescue the Holy Maiden from the capital of Alenni, where the strong people of the Holy Rank are everywhere?"

Everyone was shocked, and if it weren't for the Pope's solemn face, everyone would have thought that the Pope was joking.

But this joke is not funny at all.

I was stunned, staring blankly at the Pope on the Holy Altar, feeling that everything was so unreal, and my heart twitched, and the glory used to disguise myself also disappeared between the Pope's words.

Six years ago, the man with one hand in the sky praised me for being the best boy he had ever met.

Six years later, this man who dominates the world is praising another teenager, heh, there is no one!

The man who once said that he would train me to become a saintly powerhouse, his enthusiasm for me for six years went from secret to thin, and finally gave up on me at this moment.

I am a person who is supported by faith, and at this moment, faith is like cracked glass falling apart, the whole world is darkened, and despair eats away at every inch of light.

Why, God, why did you make me stand so high and fall so badly!

I sat on the ground weakly, wanting to cry, wanting to make trouble, wanting to vent.

A cold hand patted me on the shoulder, and I didn't look up.

Teacher, are you going to laugh at me or are you here to comfort me? But what's the point?

Seeing that I didn't react, the instructor didn't pat me on the shoulder again, but stood behind me and looked at the altar quietly.

"Young Master Xu, in fact, you reached the Xuan rank last year, but no one knows. ”

I looked up, stunned, "W-what!"

The instructor put his hands behind his back and said, "The time has not yet come, and it is inconvenient for me to tell you." ”

"Hehe! Find a reason to lie to me again, I know, you look down on me from the bottom of your heart. I said coldly.

The tutor actually nodded!

"Xu Dan, I look down on you! In this dark world, people's hearts are filthy, and you, too naïve and innocent, will not disguise yourself, destined to be played with by the city government and scheming," the mentor said tepidly, his eyes became extremely deep, "I thought that the stagnation and setbacks of the past few years could make you grow and let you see this world of deceit, however, you made me very disappointed." ”

I was speechless for a while, and my thinking was a little sluggish.

The Pope's gaze scanned the square, and as far as the eye could see, the hustle and bustle dissipated, and only reverence remained.

"I know it's hard for everyone to accept, but that's the truth! He did what tens of millions of people could do, so he surpassed thousands of people...... He is a lonely hero, bravely went to the tiger's den in Longtan to rescue the saint, he is the pride and example of the empire, he is called ...... Kane!"

The pope, in a high tone, paused as he said his name, and stretched out his hand to point solemnly to the distance of the Holy Altar.

This finger passed through the platoon of bodies, through layers of obstacles, and descended on the warrior named Kane.

So people's eyes were diverted, and the mysterious boy was actually in the crowd!

The place where the Pope pointed was already empty, and those who were not called Kane were very conscious of retreating.

There was only one silver-haired boy left, who had kept his head down, but he slowly raised his head at the Pope's call.

The silver-haired boy was wearing pitch-black hard leather armor, steel shoulder pads wrapped around his right shoulder, his left arm revealing a vigorous and powerful black totem, and his wrists wrapped with magic bandages, and his whole person had a murderous aura.

There was a bit of sharpness between his eyebrows, like a sharp sword, with a sharp edge.

His eyes showed a faint vigilance, which was imprinted in his bones, an ability that could only be formed in countless bloody battles, and he could always be vigilant no matter what kind of atmosphere he was in.

What is surprising is that in this boy named Kane, there is no arrogance and vanity that a person of his age should have.

Under this supreme glory, his expression did not fluctuate at all!

The young man walked towards the holy path without hurry, without a trace of nervousness and excitement, and did not care about the eyes and muttering of all people.

Kane, this name will be remembered by all the people of the capital, just as it was remembered by all people six years ago.

I thought I was going to be jealous of him, resentful of him, and eager to kill him.

But it was only after I saw him that I realized the gap between me and him, and I was so pathetic, so pathetic that I didn't even have the qualifications to be jealous of him.

The gap between me and him is not only in terms of rank, but also mentally, as the mentor said, naïve and a little silly.

Kane is like an unattainable mountain, he has never appeared in the middle line of everyone's vision, and when he appears, he is a blockbuster!

No one among his peers can surpass him!

I smiled self-deprecatingly.

Holy Maiden, only this kind of person who can trample thousands of people under his feet is worthy of it.