Fang Yuan nodded.

"Then, that rumor is true? The advancement of the Scourge Knight must be necromancers and resentment?"

While the old pope was talking, Fang Yuan frowned and felt at least the six magical fluctuations of lies detecting them fell on him: "Really!"

“Death is the realm of my Lord!”

The old pope said proclaimingly, but did not continue to entangle, but strode forward and arrived at the venue.

As the master of marriage today, he still has many more important things to do.

However, several archbishops stayed around Fang Yuan, with cold eyes in their eyes.

Daniel was also among them.

‘Luen, you made a big mistake!’

At this moment, his heart was filled with pleasure: "You have blasphemed your soul and offended the realm of our Lord. Even as an ally, the Pope's Crown will never let you go!"

For the sake of benefit, the Church of Death can cooperate with the Principality.

The Principality of Stan may not be willing to offend a large church for a quasi-legacy! Or in other words, it is easy to make a decision in the trade-offs of interests!

‘In fact, the Pope had contacted the Grand Duke before, Knight Luen, do you know that you have been given up? And the price paid by the church is just to give up part of the benefits!’

Daniel let out a silent ridicule in his heart: ‘Of course, you still have a little value in use, so the Pope decided to let you use your remaining energy first, fight for the Principality until the last moment, and then judge you!’

As a soldier, what would it feel like if he fought until the last moment but encountered an attack from his back?
Chapter completed!