I'm really a serious wizard.

Chapter 217 Mr. Pope, please hand over your underwear.

Anyone can brag, but putting it into practice is very difficult.

To open the temple, a succession ceremony must be held by someone of Heinleit's bloodline. However, Catherine has become the empress, and to meet this condition, she must die a violent death so that the temple can be freed from its bond once again.

Ron, adopting the persona of a cult member, laughed mockingly:
"Do you think Stardust will just stand by and watch, that tigress Olivia will just stand by and watch, and the Azure Witch will just stand by and watch?"

“Your Holiness, you don’t seem to be entirely honest.”

As he spoke, Ron kept his eyes fixed on Cyrus VII's face, trying to decipher some information from his micro-expressions.

But as expected, he failed.

Cyrus VII remained the same kind-hearted man, revealing no flaws whatsoever.

"This is why I invited you two here today."

"As you can see, stardust will be our common obstacle."

"And all we have to do is overcome our own obstacles and complete the test of the gods."

The old voice was quite impassioned, which immediately perked Ron up.

His purpose in coming here was twofold: firstly, to ascertain the Papacy's defensive layout within the "Eternal Day," and most importantly, the Pope's whereabouts and the location of his scepter;

Preparations are underway to transport Cyrus VII to a “safe” location.

On the other hand, it involves introducing the villains to see how the Vatican will respond to the Stardust Society's next move, thus taking preventative measures in advance.

"Excuse me for speaking frankly, Your Holiness, you seem to have suffered quite a few setbacks recently, so it is too early to say such things."

"We only want results, we don't want to hear your grand theories."

Afra tapped the floor with her tail and added in a timely manner, echoing her companion.

Clearly, these crude cult members are too direct, their words revolving around your interests and mine.

Cyrus VII's lips twitched, clearly realizing this as well, so he abandoned his euphemistic approach and said directly:
"Since it is an obstacle for both sides, it is natural that we both need to eliminate it."

"As for those previous failures..."

After a pause, Cyrus VII said frankly:
"Heh, I admit it, I underestimated them, and I underestimated that virgin in the Stardust Society who was cultivating Holy Light even more..."

"But failure is often a stepping stone to success. How do you know this isn't something I'm deliberately putting on?"

The aged voice was full of confidence, which made Ron's heart sink.

"Ha, my failure will turn the tide. My enemies will think I'm old and have ulterior motives, and will therefore regard my next move as a crucial turning point."

"What do you think of the charge that Yongzhou Ri attempted to assassinate a god and seize control of the Papacy?"

"This is the best time to remove the obstacles."

Upon hearing this, Ron's breathing slowed down considerably.

Although Cyrus VII didn't explain in much detail, Ron, who knew more, immediately understood.

This is a trap designed for Olivia and Elena.

First of all, Cyrus VII's purpose was not, as Stardust might have speculated, to inherit the legacy of the gods.

Secondly, the "Eternal Day" was not held for the purpose of inheriting the estate.

Finally, and most importantly, by using the conditions for entering the "Temple," we can form a united front with the Order of Pain and invite allies to completely eliminate the hidden dangers.

Therefore, if Lyle Hainlet had inherited the throne, the Papacy and the Order would probably never have been able to unite their forces.

After much consideration, Ron realized that he was partly responsible for the current situation.

People get wise with age.
If it weren't for their many friends and extensive network, Olivia and Elena would probably be in real trouble this time.

Yes, one can change a god at any time, but resolving hidden dangers and obstacles is the most urgent task.

At that moment, Ron thought of the previous president, Ms. Isabella; her abilities were unmatched.
Not only did it make him a demigod, but his divine qualities were also related to "time".

It was under these circumstances that Cyrus VII dispatched the "False King," a forbidden truth of divine power that could clearly counter the previous president's abilities. But what he hadn't anticipated was that the previous president's student, Olivia, had grown far too quickly.
Before the transformation of the gods even began, she had already become a legend and was making great strides in this field, becoming just another Isabella.

Thinking about this, Ron didn't know whether to marvel at the guild master's awesomeness or lament Cyrus VII's bad luck.

“Your Holiness, you may not know this, but although I was chosen by the Matriarch, I personally still like Olivia very much.”

"She's my idol, how could I do such a thing?"

Ron was spouting nonsense with a straight face.

"did you mean?"

Cyrus VII's eyes gleamed.

"You have to pay more!"

The phrase "God's Chosen One of Compassion" was spoken with absolute conviction, without the slightest hint of shame.

"Your Holiness, your plan is good, but it is far from sincere."

"You should know that helping you resolve potential problems is not included in our deal; you'll have to pay extra."

Ron displayed the greed that a despicable man should have.
This wasn't him raising the price arbitrarily, but rather a prelude to proposing later conditions.

"what do you want?"

"Your papal scepter."

"No, change it."

Cyrus VII simply refused.

How could such a treasure, symbolizing the supreme power of the Papacy, be given to a cultist?

Ron, upon hearing this, showed no disappointment whatsoever, and instead continued to suggest:

"Change to another one? Your Holiness, before that, why don't you show us around here?"

"Although your plan sounds good, who can guarantee that you won't wipe us all out in one fell swoop?"

"And that way we'll be on equal footing."

While the layout and security of the Vatican's churches may not be considered top-secret information, telling cult members would undoubtedly pose a significant security risk.

However, compared to the papal scepter, this request is not excessive.

Moreover, this is the foundation of trust in cooperation.

"can."

Cyrus VII pondered for a moment, then nodded in agreement.

He flicked his sleeve, about to fulfill the conditions, when he heard the compassionate chosen one with the swirling mask suddenly say:
"Wait, besides that, I also want to see the papal scepter, and..."

“Your Holiness, if you dare to break your promise, I will send someone to offer your underwear as a sacrifice to the Lady Mother so she can taste its saltiness.”

Underwear is undoubtedly inextricably linked to the person, especially when it includes a signature.

what! ?

The Pope was stunned, never expecting that this "chosen one of mercy" would be so perverted and despicable.

What an evil fellow!
He couldn't help but sigh inwardly, pondered for a moment, and then nodded.

"Sure, but I also need your underwear; that's the basis for our cooperation!"

Although there are many ways to sever connections in the realm of divine arts or magic,

But if he didn't exchange something, Cyrus VII felt he was losing out.

(End of this chapter)