Caleb Norris was extremely dissatisfied with this.
At a time when the Holy Church's very survival was at stake, His Holiness the Pope was still hung up on family grudges. It was truly irrational.
Sure enough, his brain had aged too quickly.
"Caleb, what do you think of the tale of how the 'Saint' subdued demons and turned them from evil to good?"
So he was not actually that stubborn!
Caleb Norris abruptly raised his head. His gaze burned as he faced the Pope's question.
He said, "The 'Saint' saves all living beings, reforms demons, and puts them to use."
The Pope's lips moved as he deliberated for a long while. "Allow me to think it over more carefully."
Smart people could always identify the heart of the matter. "That was too much, Junior..."
Ailuli Clarissa muttered to herself as she watched the screen.
He was at least in the top ten of the points rankings, and he had just revealed a "God Card." He was about to reach the peak of his life, yet you beat him up so badly?
How strong did his ability to withstand pressure have to be for him to recover from that? Ailuli shook her head with a sigh, turned, and walked toward the bar to buy some water. But as she walked out of the shop while sipping her "Spirit Grass Juice," a spectator approached her, expressing his admiration with extreme excitement. He then asked for an autograph and a photo together, and slipped a note into her hand before leaving.
After reading the note, Ailuli's face immediately turned green. "You old bastard, don't you have a daughter of your own?"
As soon as she spoke, she clenched her five fingers together. Magic power surged forth, burning the note to ashes.
"Though the