However, a certain pope refused very much without giving him face.

Cecil drooped his head, his little face full of disappointment, so he could only run away by himself. Not long after, his beautiful big eyes were filled with tears.

Asus “………”

He really believed that this little guy had developed tear glands.

However, the light bird at Asus behind him was with Cecil, and the elf suddenly became happy again.

When his training was over, Su Nan also stretched and turned into a black dragon and squatted down in front of the elf.

Cecil climbed up, and after sitting down, he shook his feet excitedly.

"Nannan, we're back~"

Su Nan spread her wings, and when her huge wings were flaming, a strong wind caused.

Asus, who was standing next to him, had a head of golden hair blown up, and he looked pretty.

"You follow me."

As she said that, she had already taken Little Cecil to the sky, and the black dragon that covered the sky and sun fell a shadow on the ground.

Neil also grew bigger, Asus jumped onto its back easily and followed Su Nan tightly into the distance.

The Imperial Palace of the Ostan Empire...

Upon learning that Asus had not returned for several days after chasing the demon dragon, the old king felt excited. Seeing the group of people in the Temple of Light turn around like ants on a hot pan, his mouth was upturned, and his mood was so good that it was not too obvious.

"This demon dragon still has some skills, and Asus would be better off dying at her hands."

There was obvious malice in the old king's eyes.

"Don't take it lightly, I really think Asus is so easy to deal with."

A man with his whole body hidden in a black cloak came out of the shadow of the palace. His voice was hoarse and unpleasant, sticky and cold as if he had been wrapped in a vicious snake.

Although I have heard such a sound many times, Chris still feels uncomfortable now.

But he just frowned and looked as usual.

"Even if he has not come back from death, he must be seriously injured. As long as he is injured, I will have a way to pull him off from the position of the pope. At that time, as long as the pope is replaced by ours, I will no longer have to worry about the Temple of Light."

"I hope so."

The man's voice was cold and there was a hint of imperceptible ridicule.

"Send another two hundred people to my place."

When the old king Chris heard this, he was dissatisfied with the words, "Only one thousand people were sent last month, why do you want them again now?"

"Do you think medicine people are so easy to refine? One thousand people, and the final one may be less than one hundred people."

Chris looked irritated, but when he thought of the obedience and strength of those medicine men, he still agreed.

"I understand, I will have someone send it to you in a few days."

Under the cover of the black cloak, Chris did not see the man lifting the corner of his mouth. When he left, his eyes looked at him as if he was looking at a fool.

Before Asus's news, Chris had already begun to arrange for the people who had inserted into the Temple of Light to compete for power, so there was an infighting in the temple of Lordless.

One side wanted to support the quasi-Son of the Conservative Temple, and the other side insisted on finding Asus.

There has always been a Son in the temple. The Son has always been the heir to the next Pope. He is a young child who was selected from the world and decided after a series of selections.

The current Pope Asus is the person who everyone agrees that he looks the most similar and capable of the God of Light, and has many believers and loyal followers in the Temple of Light.

So when someone elected a quasi-holy son to temporarily manage the affairs of the temple, these people were the first to disagree. In their eyes, these people planned to fight for power while the Pope was ignorant of his life and death.

"Just, the Pope's Covenant has only been away for a few days, and you can't wait to reveal your fox tail. Charles, the Pope has not treated you badly. Why, do you think so now? Do you want to replace the Pope's Covenant?"

An elder pointed at the young boy among the group and asked.

The boy named Charles is the quasi-saint of this generation.

He looked at the elder with some grievance.

"Elder Demon, why do you think this way? Everyone is for the Temple of Light. Now the Pope is not aware of life and death. Do you want everyone to abandon the internal affairs of the Temple of Light and go out to find someone? If the Pope comes back alive and sees no one dealing with any affairs in the Temple of Light, then he will be really angry."

Charles avoided the important things and did not mention the fact that he wanted to usurp the throne.

"You fart! Do you need to deal with the matter in the temple? Is our elders a vegetarian? Don't forget that as long as the Pope does not admit it, and without the people of our elders acknowledge it, you will never be the next pope!!! Besides, there are more than one of you in the quasi-saint Son now. Charles, you are too anxious in your plane, and you don't even look at how much you are now and want to be the next pope. It would be too much to respect yourself!"

After all, Charles was a proud boy, and was denied to nothing. His face turned red and white, which was so ugly.

"Demund, what Charles said is true. Why are you doing so anxious? You are just a temporary papal affairs. Isn't it enough to return it when the Pope's crown comes back?"

An elder suddenly spoke, and it was obvious that he was standing on Charles' side.

"Yes, Elder Demond, you are too suspicious. When Lord Pope comes back, we will continue to support him."

Another elder stood up. There were seven elders in the Temple of Light, namely the elders of the elemental wizards, namely the gold, wood, water, fire, earth and wind, as well as the elder group composed of the space system and pharmacists. Now, there are actually three elders, as well as several cardinals who have a vague intention of supporting Charles.

The Holy Son looked at the person standing on his side and smiled happily, his face filled with pride.

"You...you!"

Demon looked at the elders standing behind Charles, and suddenly became so angry that he was so angry that he stared at them, pointing at their hands that had been trembling for a long time, obviously being very angry.

Several other elders were also unhappy.

"Do you know what you are doing?"

The three elders laughed, "Of course I know, I'm just helping the Pope share the affairs."

"Charles, you're so shameless!"

An angry voice came from outside, and then a blonde boy about the size of Charles rushed in and beat Charles to the ground, then sat on him, grabbing his collar and punching him.

"There is nothing wrong with the Pope. He will come back soon. When will it be your turn to join the affairs of the temple, your quasi-saint Son, come to get involved? The elders disagree, and we also disagree!"
Chapter completed!