New World, New Power

The Pope was preparing to head to the Florian Empire.

This news swept across the Norris Continent like a gale, and countless people turned their attention to the Morning Radiance Holy Mountain.

Were The Church and the Empire preparing to reconcile?

The nobles guessed as much. They had no desire to see such a scene, but no one could go up the Holy Mountain and ask the Pope of Dawn what he thought.

Thus, many nobles who had not planned to set out suddenly announced that they would be going to the Empire.

Columbus III was immensely pleased by this and welcomed every noble who requested to come.

There was still a month until the Divine Grace Festival, yet the Imperial Capital was already preparing an even grander celebration. Countless slaves were conscripted, while precious timber and stone of all kinds were transported from every direction to the heart of the Empire.

"So the deal between us and His Majesty the Emperor no longer exists either?"

In Galle Province, Aatrox asked his father, Count Clayton. The latter fell silent for a moment, then shook his head.

"His Majesty previously believed the Pope would not come to the Empire. But now, he will likely refuse to acknowledge the deal he made with me."

"Then we have lost another opportunity."

Count Clayton did not seem to care.

"We never had any certainty of killing Pope Solarian in the first place. Leaving the gods aside, Solarian is the most powerful human alive."

"The First Pope—without the title of First Pope, he would not have been Solarian's match either. Do not forget that in ancient times, humanity did not even have Legends."

"Father, what should we do?"

Aatrox asked with anger in his voice. They had already been considering how to kill the Pope.