Don't confiscate my citizenship

After analyzing it for a moment, the Pope Saint Polante in front of us may also know it.

"It's actually at the bottom of the Purgatory Corridor Academy. That's why Kaliela called me here. I'll ask you to keep this sacred object safe from now on. I used the Mirror of Tiberius three times and saw that the Horning Empire is now brewing some terrible things..."

Lanci told her the answer frankly and shared with Merogas most of the information he had obtained from the Mirror of Tiberius.

"..."

Melogas listened with his eyes open, a little distracted.

Although these words seem to tear apart the hypocritical veil of world peace, they sound absurd and crazy.

But she believed that what Pope Saint Polante said was absolutely true, and everything seemed to match up with reality. The more she listened, the more shocked and angry she became.

Or maybe there was no need for the Pope to lie to her. She would be able to find out the truth in the next few days. Even if she did nothing, the Pope would go to the south in person to help her uncover the truth.

This group of damn vampires actually want to destroy their demon world!

Until the living room was quiet for a long time.

"I can understand that your Saint Polante Church wants to attack the Horning Empire and also wants to drag our Demon Realm into it, but what if I refuse you?"

Merogas asked Lanci in a negotiating manner.

The best plan for her is to let the Holy Spirit Kingdom fight to the death, and let the Demon World reap the benefits.

"No, I will openly break with the Holy Spirit Kingdom and destroy the Horning Empire in my own name, but my power is limited. I need you big demons to disguise yourself as my familiars to help me."

Lanci preached to Merogas.

Merogas was stunned.

She changed her mind and thought that if the Pope had gone through three simulations of the Mirror of Tiberius, his understanding of the future might be far better than anyone else. He must have discovered that only by doing this could they break the vampire's plan and minimize sacrifices.

Merogas analyzed the entire situation and it was true. Only if the Pope went crazy could the vampires accept and condone his massacre in the Horning Empire, and then misjudge the Pope's situation and wait to hunt down the exhausted Pope.

"At the end of everything, the Horning Empire will launch a large-scale expedition to the north. The Saint Polan Empire will block everything for you. The Demon Realm will have at least a hundred years to recuperate. I also guarantee that the Saint Polan Empire will never do anything to harm the Demon Realm during the hundred years. The Land of Eternal Night will be left to you."

Lanci added, offering Merogas his full deal.

The Land of Eternal Night serves as a transition zone between the Demon Realm and the Holy Spirit Kingdom. It originally belonged to the orcs, but now the orcs are extinct. The Little Stone City side is mostly populated by humans, while the Little Night City side is mostly populated by demons. However, neither city-state belongs to the Demon Realm nor the Holy Spirit Kingdom.

The two sides have never had any dispute over the ownership of the land over the years, but they are both aware of the value of this land of eternal night to the Demon World and the Holy Spirit Kingdom. Sooner or later, conflicts will arise over the ownership and division of the land of eternal night.

For a proud demon like Merogas who is determined to become the Demon King, she takes the deal as seriously as a demon princess like Talia, and once a deal is made, one can trust Merogas to abide by it.

"But what good will this do for you?"

Lord of Blasphemy Merogas thought for a while and asked Lanqi in confusion.

Even though this can reduce sacrifices, the lives of those ordinary people are honestly irrelevant to Pope Saint Polante, a unique creature who has entered the realm of gods. There is no need for him to harm himself in this way.

There is nothing in return except infamy.

"As long as I can protect the Holy Spirit Kingdom and the Demon Realm for thousands of years, I am willing to do so."

Lanci looked at Merogas and spoke out what Lanclos was thinking.

He extended his white-gloved hand to Merogas, as if there was no point in saying more and just waiting for her final answer.

This is both a proof of the covenant and a papal oath.

for a long time.

Melogas bit his lip and tilted his head, neither agreeing to the Pope's request.

"Melogas, for the sake of my fellow demons, please help me."

Lanqi lowered his posture a little and pleaded.

"you……"

When Melogas heard his voice, he just felt a little sad.

He is already like this, why does he still have to beg her humbly?

And at this moment, she is the only one who can help this man.

"Okay, I promise you, but Pope, don't get it wrong. This is not a collaboration between the Demon Regent and you."

Lord of Blasphemy Merogas finally made up his mind and nodded.

"Just as your friend, I agree to accompany you to do something crazy for once."

Merogas held Ranch's hand.

Chapter 802: It's not Black Sun Lord, it's Crazy Love Lord

Four days later.

In the northern part of the Holy Polante Empire, the capital city of Helsharem has finally returned to peace from a turmoil.

Immediately afterwards, the city-state of Hersharem began to prepare busily for the grand coronation ceremony.

This troubled country is about to welcome a new leader.

Below the Pope's Hall at the top of the terrain, the city-state's buildings are mostly in dark gray or white classical style. The air is filled with the fragrance of flowers and deep music, and the clean and spacious streets are full of merchants, knights and priests in gorgeous clothes.

On the streets, citizens gathered in groups of three or four, discussing in low voices the news coming from the southern Horning Empire.

"I heard that the situation in the Horning Empire is very bad now, with chaos and massacres everywhere."

"It is said that he is a man in a black robe, commanding several incredibly powerful black-robed demons. He is like a demon slayer from heaven, truly the Tai Sui God on earth..."

Some citizens said cautiously.

Another person interrupted him quickly.

"Don't talk nonsense. The source of Horning's troubles is the evil side of our previous Pope Lanclos..."

Before he could finish his words, he was scolded by others.

"Watch your words! Our current pope is His Majesty Sigra Saint Anastasius!"

If Sieglei had not defeated and expelled the mad Lanclos, it is very likely that the citizens of Helsarem would have been slaughtered indiscriminately.

At least in this matter, the residents of Hersharem were all grateful.

As soon as the catastrophe passed them by, the whole city was immersed in a festive atmosphere.

Ribbons of flowers adorned every street and window-sill of every house, and people, inside and out, were talking about the coming event.

Although the news of the changes coming from the Horning Empire in the past two days made them realize that the upcoming four-year anniversary of the peaceful revival of Seville would probably not be held, no matter whether war would break out again in this world, they would not be as desperate as they were more than a decade ago.

Success is not the end, failure is not the end, only the courage to move forward remains.

The fire in their hearts had been ignited many years ago, and it was just a matter of letting it burn again in desperate circumstances.

And now the Saint-Polant Empire is not without pillars.

That's what they believe in.

The most magnificent and important building in the Holy Roman Empire, the Hershalom Papal Hall, is where the coronation ceremony will be held today.

After days of diligent cleaning and repair, the scars left by the battle have been completely erased, and the Papal Hall has regained its former glory.

Outside the hall, the priests in white cloaks with blue edges had already lined up, in uniform and majestic.

The leading paladin held high the flag of Saint Polante embroidered with the unicorn emblem, which fluttered in the wind.

Before the ceremony officially began, the square in front of the Pope's Hall and the streets several kilometers away were already crowded with people.

Thousands of people came from all directions, filling the square to the brim, just to witness this historic moment.

In the center of the square stands a circular platform covered with a bright red carpet. Surrounding it are three rows of white marble columns wrapped with purple and green ribbons. In the middle stands a statue of the Moon Goddess, holding a staff and draped in gauze. On both sides of the stairs in front of the platform, knights stand upright, ready for battle.

They were dressed in silver-white armor, with blue feathers flying on the top of their helmets, and the spears in their hands flashed cold light, like an indestructible steel wall. The church's musicians were located under the steps, ready to play celebratory music at any time.

Until the clock hand on the clock tower in Hersharem pointed to noon.

The bells rang and cheerful music suddenly sounded.

Accompanied by melodious tunes, a procession of bishops marched out of the Pope's Hall. Under the gaze of the crowd, they surrounded Sigler, who was dressed in gorgeous clothes, and walked slowly toward the platform.

She was tall, with long light-colored hair scattered behind her waist. Her eyes were like stars shining in the night sky, or like violets blooming in spring. She had an ambitious aura as strong as the queen of this land.

The moment they saw her, many ordinary citizens couldn't help but be shocked.

"Her aura is completely different from that of the old Pope."

Anyone could see that she was not content with controlling what was in front of her, but wanted to conquer everything within her sight.

"She is much more fierce than the old and conservative Pope. She really seems to want to conquer the world all the way south. People will be afraid of her on a biological level."

"Legend has it that Saint Sigler is a powerful but gentle woman. Why does it feel like she is more pope than the Pope?"

"Otherwise, what kind of person do you think can drive the old Pope out of office..."

The citizens in the distance were talking quietly.

But they couldn't see that there was a hint of loneliness in Siglei's eyes.

"Such a beautiful scenery, but you can't share it with me."

Sieglie looked at the grand spectacle and murmured in silent words.

She still remembered that when she first abducted the Son of God to her collection hall, Lanqi wanted to take her with him to sneak into the Branch of Nirvana, so he asked her, when she reached the top, she found that she was always alone, no one talked to her, and the lonely winter made her shiver. What was her purpose in being up there?

She did not admit that after finishing her busy work she could only appreciate her collection alone. No matter what achievements she made, no one could share the joy with her.

At that time, I was vaguely aroused by that boy, and then I couldn't stop myself. When I came to my senses, I understood the reason for standing in a high position.

"Ugh."

It was nice to experience the ceremony of reaching the top, but without Lanqi to accompany her, she didn't know what the point was.

She loves the country, but she loves beauty more.

We should marry Lanqi first.

Then I have to plan to go to Wilford's house to meet his parents after returning to the present world.

But there is no rush, let’s meet the Son of God first and give him a surprise reunion.

Lanqi would never have dreamed that not long after she said goodbye to Archbishop Sigrid in the shadow world, she would see her again in the real world after a while.