"Haha, don't worry about that. As for the so-called engagement, as long as you nod in agreement, the Church can dissolve it for you. Your talent is extraordinary; it's possible that you'll join the Holy Mountain Choir on Church Holy Mountain and even become a saint. At that time, you'll hold great power, able to communicate with the gods, becoming their representative on earth. Your words will be law, and your family and friends will enjoy unparalleled honor because of you. All of this depends on your nod now..."
The words of the diviner Baresi were full of temptation, promising Angela all sorts of wonderful prospects.
"Thank you, Master, but I really don't want to become a nun."
Angela's straightforward answer left Baresi's wrinkled face slightly taken aback, as well as somewhat disappointed and incredulous.
He glanced at the angry glares of the Chambord warriors in the main tent and at the Chambord King of Chambord, whose face was filled with murderous intent and a cold smile. He knew that his words had offended everyone. This action was tantamount to trying to steal the King of Chambord's queen, and he might just have offended this emerging power to death.
However, the purity of the woman's soul was extremely rare, and it would play an immeasurable role in the future development of their faction within the Holy Church. Even if they were to break ties with the Chambord people, Baresi would not have any reservations. After all, it was just a small vassal state. Even the Zenit Empire was nothing more than a tiny insect in the eyes of the Church.
"Beautiful lady, I hope you will think this over carefully. The position of saintess of the Holy Church is a thousand times better than being a queen of a small vassal state," Baresi said again, unwilling to give up.
Angela said nothing more, but held Sun Fei's hand tightly and shook her head firmly.
Baresi's gaze fell on the two tightly clasped hands. As if he had understood something, he smiled slightly and said, "Your Highness, are you considering agreeing but are afraid of threats from some people? Hehe, there's no need to worry about that at all. As long as you nod, no one will dare to threaten the nuns of Church Holy Mountain Choir?"
These words were truly malicious, clearly intended to sow discord between Angela and Sun Fei.
A hint of disgust flickered in Angela's usually calm and beautiful eyes as she slowly said, "No one is threatening me; it's you, Divine Master, whose words are constantly dripping with threats."
Baresi's old face froze, and he opened his mouth but couldn't utter a word.
Just then, Sun Fei suddenly stood up.
With this movement, the dark red cloak billowed backward like a blood-red banner of slaughter, and a strong gust of wind with suction pressed down on Baresi. The black and white robes on the priest's body flew backward as if they were about to detach from his body, clinging tightly to his still quite burly frame, and his pale beard and hair flew straight back.
The immense force caused Baresi's body to sway. Although he didn't fall backward, his feet left two deep footprints in the blue-green Rock ground beneath his feet, sinking to his ankles. Numerous spiderweb-like cracks spread around the footprints...
Clang clang clang!
Upon seeing this, the expressions of the dozen or so silver-armored Church knights changed. Amidst the clanging of metal, they drew their longswords and swiftly moved to stand behind Baresi, joining forces to Resist the pressure.
Bang bang bang!
Upon seeing this, Drogba, Pierce, Robben, and others also slammed their fists on the table, drew their weapons, and prepared to pounce.
The atmosphere inside the tent instantly became incredibly tense, like a massive Rock hanging on a single hair, threatening to snap and burst at any moment. The tent tarpaulin rattled loudly in the strong wind, making it hard to breathe.
"Hahaha, just kidding, why are you so nervous?" Sun Fei laughed heartily, suddenly and without warning withdrawing his sharp and threatening aura.
"Kindness?"
Baresi, who was fighting with all his might, didn't react at all. He stumbled forward due to inertia and almost fell backward. Fortunately, his strength was indeed formidable, and he stopped himself instantly, but his face turned red instantly, suffering a hidden loss.
"It's getting late tonight. The roads are dark and treacherous, the mountains are high and the forests are dangerous. Since Your Majesty Kaká is going on a long journey, you should set off as soon as possible!" Sun Fei gave him the order to leave.
"You..." Baresi's hair and beard stood on end.
His eyes flashed with a cold light as he stared fiercely at Sun Fei, his gaze filled with shock. He hadn't expected King of Chambord's strength to have increased so dramatically in such a short time. Not long ago, when they met in the main hall of the Blood Blade Mercenary Corps's headquarters, he could clearly sense the other's strength. At that time, although he had tried his best to win over this promising King for certain reasons, he had somewhat disregarded Sun Fei's strength. But now, the King he had once looked down upon could now pose a threat to him.
Of course, Baresi's eyes were filled with more rage.
How dare the King of a mere vassal state provoke and mock me like this? He even dared to issue an order to expel His Majesty Kaká? Who does he think he is?
Baresi was not the kind of person who was naive and straightforward.
On the contrary, the reason he was appointed as the attendant priest of [ Son of God ] Kaká was not because of his martial arts strength, but because of his extensive knowledge of the Church and the Storm Riders composure and calmness he had developed after witnessing the Bloody infighting between the various factions within the Church.
But today, he was the one who was most agitated. For some reason, he broke his usual composure and became furious, like a rabbit whose tail had been stepped on, which surprised everyone around him, including Kaká.
"Your Majesty, I have indeed disturbed you this time. The High Priest Baresi was so astonished by Her Highness the Queen Consort's beauty that he lost his composure for a moment. Please forgive him, Your Majesty." At this tense moment, [ Son of God ] Kaká waved away the Church Knights inside the tent, ordered preparations to begin their departure, and apologized to Sun Fei with a sincere expression.
Sun Fei had always had a good impression of Kaká, so he simply smiled, waved for the glaring hammer-wielding men to retreat, and personally escorted Kaká to the silver magic carriage outside the main tent. After another round of pleasantries, he waved goodbye.
"Your Highness, if you change your mind, you may send someone to His Holiness the Pope's summer palace in the capital at any time to inform him. My promise is always valid, and the doors of the Church will always be open for you. To you, Chambord City is but a small puddle, and the King of Chambord is merely a slightly stronger frog in that puddle, yet you are destined to have your name remembered by the entire continent. Believe in your wisdom, and sooner or later you will make the right judgment."
Before leaving, the priest Baresi was still relentless, continuing to persuade Angela. As he spoke, he looked at Sun Fei provocatively. Clearly, this white-haired old priest had not given up on his plan to trick Angela into becoming a saintess; this seemed to be of great importance to him.
Of course, more importantly, it is clear to everyone that although Kaká, the " Son of God," and King of Chambord are very compatible, this red-robed attendant priest, who is equivalent to Kaká's strategist and mentor, has clearly stood on the opposite side of King of Chambord.
Everything that happened today was utterly inexplicable.
Many people didn't understand the mystery behind it. What started as a very polite visit, with Baresi having been trying to win over the King of Chambord, ended up like this. Why did this happen?
Sun Fei made no comment on Baresi's provocation, a faint smile playing on his lips.
"Your Majesty, let us go and teach that old charlatan a lesson!" Drogba and Pierce glared at Kaká and his group as they disappeared into the night, unable to swallow their anger. The two fearless fools had already started brainstorming.
Sun Fei looked over and saw that both Oleg and Bootlicker other man were looking at him eagerly, clearly intending to secretly chase after him and vent their anger.
His Majesty the King was immediately taken aback and found it amusing.
These bastards have really let themselves go. What kind of existence is the Holy Church? All the powers on the continent give them a wide berth, some fawning over them while others avoid them like the plague. Yet these three dare to have the audacity to come up with the idea of hunting down the Church's priests. Are they tired of living?
"Get lost! Go and improve your strength! The three of you, even tied together, couldn't beat that old man's finger. You're just making a fool of yourselves." Sun Fei glared at them, kicked the three men's butts repeatedly, and then turned and walked towards the King's tent.
After taking a few steps, King Majesty the King suddenly turned around and solemnly ordered, "No one is allowed to leave the camp tonight without my permission. Everyone must stay obediently in the camp. Also, do not discuss what happened tonight within the camp."
"Yes, Your Majesty." Seeing Sun Fei's solemn expression, the men all became obedient.
Sun Fei nodded, then turned and slowly entered the King's tent, seemingly lost in thought.
Only Lampard, who stood quietly at a distance, noticed that before Sun Fei turned and entered the main tent, he glanced deeply in the direction the Church's group had left. In that instant, King Majesty's eyes shone coldly under the camp's flames.
After entering the main tent, Sun Fei began to carefully consider what had just happened. After calming down, he felt that this matter was not so simple. Baresi was not a shallow person, yet he repeatedly persuaded Angela to join the Church's choir in front of everyone. It seemed that Angela possessed some kind of power or something, and her choice was very important to Baresi or the forces behind him.
This was actually something that Sun Fei had always found strange.
Angela has never practiced magic, nor does she possess the same intellect as Inzaghi, but she has an incredible ability to communicate with animals. Even the fiercest animals become as docile as a purring kitten when they are around Angela.
Fourth update.