Adela whispered something that only Lancelot could hear, and the look of surprise on Lancelot's face finally calmed down and fell silent. The murderous aura in his eyes was gone, and he looked at Adra's nod and replied slowly, "I understand...... Since this is what His Majesty wants, then I will definitely assist you......"

"Yes. Adela smiled and nodded, his smile was still feminine, but now there was an indescribable layer of majesty and weight in it. "Your Majesty is right, Lord Lancelot, you are truly trustworthy. ”

"That's good, that's good. The cardinal and the archpriests, though not very sure what was going on, finally breathed a sigh of relief.

Contrary to everyone else, the smile that had been on Bishop Inham's face was gone. The look that had been in Lancelot's eyes a moment ago was now in his eyes, and now it was his turn to stare at Adela as if he were piercing that smiling face with his eyes to see what was underneath.

"Talis, show Bishop Adela what Bishop Inham said was his. ”

"But the teacher ......" Talis hesitated, knowing the identity of the acting pope.

Lancelot didn't care, and said lightly: "Bishop Adela is now acting as the Pope, and he is now His Majesty the Pope, so you don't have to worry." ”

"Yes. Talis nodded. She took out the emerald green leaf from her bosom, and the glow of the leaf immediately stained the faces of several people around her green. "This is the ......"

"Oh?" Lancelot and Adela exclaimed in low voices at the same time, not only their faces, but also their eyes, which were glowing with leaves.

"Your Majesty, I don't think this will be Bishop Inham's thing. A look of surprise flashed across Lancelot's face, and then he sneered and took the leaf of the World Tree from Talis's hand. Looked at Inham. I don't know if it was a distraction or if he had completely admitted Adela's identity and even changed his name.

Because of the fact that his eyes suddenly lit up, then dimmed, and he also sneered, but this sneer still had more than half of a bitter smile in it, and his face was already a little blue.

"It doesn't seem to be his, but it seems that Bishop Hamm was mistaken. Adela glanced at Inham and nodded. "Did this little girl bring this? I'll ask her ...... later."

"I'm sorry, Lord Adela. Lord Lancelot. It was indeed I who was mistaken. That's not mine. Inham sighed suddenly and bowed to the two. "It's just a moment of excitement for me. I just read it wrong. The argument with the knightly land of Talis is also a complete misunderstanding......"

"Oh, I see. Adela and Lancelot exchanged a look.

Inham stepped back, and then said, "I suddenly remembered that there was something urgent, that friend who helped the child in the treatment ground may have finished the treatment, and now there are orcs everywhere, I must rush to see." ”

Inham began to back off. Lancelot immediately stepped forward, but Adela stopped Lancelot with a wave of his hand. "Well, Bishop Inham, go ahead. I also hope that Mr. Stephen will really heal Bishop Javi......"

Seeing Inham's figure disappear quickly, Lancelot whispered, "He seems to know...... Isn't this a return to the mountains?"

Adela shook her head slightly, and said in a voice that could only be heard by Lancelot, "That's no way to do it. The current environment and situation are not suitable...... And he may not dare to do anything, judging from the leaves of the World Tree that he desperately wants, Stephen should not be able to completely cure his son, and he may come back to beg our ......"

Standing next to Ditalis, the cardinal and the archpriest had a bewildered look on their faces. They were completely puzzled by the words of the three men, and could not imagine what was going on.

Adra's appearance is still gentle and feminine, but her tone and demeanor are completely devoid of the frivolity and changeability of the past. He looked at the crowd of earth beasts gathered in the square. said lightly: "Now this is the most important thing, as long as this place is solved, everything else will be much easier." I'm really weird......... How could Cedros use such a risky method, to make a desperate bet, and why is it only Gru, himself......?

"Whatever it is, we'll win by annihilating all these orcs. Orfo has already lost because he is dead. Lancelot said lightly. But there was no sign of triumphant joy on his face.

Although there were so many twists and turns, and so many unexpected thrills, in the end, we were victorious. Everything is under our control. Adela took the World Tree leaf from Lancelot's hand and held it tightly in his hand. In his hands, the white Ring of Kings and the green leaves of the World Tree shone against each other. He touched his face with his hand, and pinched it, as if to deliberately feel the elasticity and feel of this body, and sighed, "Is it luck that the desperate gamble actually succeeded? I really want to think that this is God's favor......"

"Report......" shouted a swordsman covered in fresh vat and rushed towards the area, his steps staggering and stumbling. It can be seen that he has suffered a lot of injuries. He was about to rush towards the Temple of Light. "I want to see Your Majesty, I have 100,000 urgent military information to report......"

"What do you have to report? Lancelot frowned and snorted.

"Your Majesty, Your Majesty?" the swordsman staggered, unable to even stand on his feet, as if he was a little unconscious. He had several minor injuries on his body. The two archpriests hurriedly stepped forward to hold him up and used healing magic.

"I see...... I saw as if he had rushed out of the orcs......" said Taris, who was holding Aymeh.

"I am Sosa, a court swordsman under the command of General Erathia Orin, and I have an urgent military situation to report to Your Majesty......" The swordsman bent down and coughed, coughing up a large ball of blood. Being able to break through alive from the large number of orcs around the teleportation magic array, the strength of this swordsman is already quite good. But no one cared about that anymore, and the words he said while coughing up blood had stunned everyone. "Dragon...... The dragon is coming......"

"A huge black dragon has destroyed the royal palace of Erathia and is flying in the direction of Celeste......"

On the other side, Inham had rushed back to the basement.

Completely different from his usual low-key behavior, he almost blew up all the way back there. Whether it was a swordsman, a priest, an orc, or a bull, everything that stood in his way had been blown to pieces, burned to char, and corroded into zombies, and he had even resorted to necromancy without hesitation.

He had never been in such a bad mood, almost in a fury that was about to get out of control. He had already guessed what was going on.

There is no such thing as a slip of the tongue, and what is blurted out inadvertently is what people really think, which Inham knows very well. From Lancelot's 'Your Majesty', Inham knew that Adela was no longer Adra, not a cardinal acting for the Pope, but Gwen Magnus, the real Pope.

There was no change in appearance, posture, voice, or even smell, but it was indeed the real Pope Magnus. Or rather, Adra's body, Magnus's mind. Only in this way can Lancelot and Adela's abnormal reactions be explained.

Reincarnation, the highest form of soul magic. Soul magic, a magical system that had been considered heretical by the Church for hundreds of years and was almost extinct, was more difficult to master than spirit magic, and few people practiced it. But it was unthinkable that Magnus would be able to use this magic with the help of the ring in the end, and let him succeed.

Was it the relationship between Adela and the ......idiot who thought he had killed Magnus and couldn't wait to bring the ring with him? Maybe Magnus had been cultivating him as his replacement body all along. Even so, the magic only has a 1 in 10 chance of success......

Is it luck? It's something that no one can calculate, uncertain, but it can change everything. At this point, is it just because of such a reason of luck that all the arrangements and all the efforts are in vain?

But since it happened, no matter how unwilling you are, you can only face it. Inham settled down and walked into the basement.

"Oh, you're back, how are you going?" asked Stephen, already sitting on a wooden chair to the side.

The soft bed was already stained with blood, and Jia Wei lay quietly in the middle of the pool of blood, his bare body covered with scars, but he could see that he was much stronger than his original body. In the corner of the basement, a pile of garbage-like stuff was piled up, and it was supposed to be the bodies of two necromantic knights.

"Nothing. Inham's face had returned to normal, and he only shook his head faintly. "Where are you? Mr. Stephen. ”

"I have good news for you. Stephen had a smug smile on his face.

"How good is it?" Inham was stunned. Hearing this word in this situation at this time made him a little unaccustomed, and he really couldn't imagine that there would be such a thing.