First Human Cardinal Bishop!

Iver turned around and looked at the blonde woman, who was fashionably dressed in a daringly short red skirt.

From the way she was dressed, she appeared to be a reporter from the Iris Flower Kingdom.

He nodded and said, "Of course."

Yet the moment Iver's clear, youthful voice rang out, the surroundings abruptly fell silent for an instant.

Because this meant that Iver had publicly acknowledged his identity as a "Cardinal Bishop"!

If his clothes merely "looked like those of a Cardinal Bishop," he could still have brushed it off as a joke or performance art... But now that he had tacitly admitted that he was indeed a Cardinal Bishop, there was absolutely no other way to interpret his words! No one dared to tell such a lie in the Theocracy.

The elves were gentle by nature, but when it came to matters like this, they were even more extreme and radical.

Thus, everyone present realized the same thing at the same time:

--The first human Cardinal Bishop in history had been born!

No, more accurately...

The first Cardinal Bishop from the Short-lived Races in history had been born! Even the reporter herself subconsciously held her breath! Seeing them standing there in a daze, Iver kindly reminded them, "Do you still need to take pictures? Group photos are fine too.

"I'm going to the Twenty-First Ring... There's still quite a bit of time left on the way up in this lift."

"--Yes, yes, we do!"

The blonde, blue-eyed reporter finally came back to her senses.

She nodded repeatedly in great excitement--she instinctively wanted to hug Iver, but realized that it would be presumptuous after taking one step forward. Then she instinctively wanted to shake Iver's hand, but realized that it was inappropriate the moment she raised her hand. She