Heroes of Silver Moon

Inside the cathedral, the Pope has completed the final preparations for the Mass and is now kneeling in front of the statue of Luna, sitting for the last prayer.

"Your Majesty, Your Majesty", a pastor hurried over.

"What's so alarming? Has my honored guest arrived?" The Pope said with a smile as the feeling grew stronger.

"No, no," the pastor hurriedly pointed behind him.

"Well, what's the matter?" The Pope looked behind the priest suspiciously, and then petrified instantly.

"Mother, why are you here?" Looking at the old woman behind the pastor who was holding a cane tightly, the Pope's eyelids twitched and he asked with a wry smile.

"A cathedral-level mass is held in the middle of the night. I think you are crazy." Looking at her son whom she had not seen for a long time, the old woman said with a sneer.

"Mother, I really have a premonition today that this cathedral will welcome the most distinguished guest in history," the Pope said timidly as the old woman's cane got closer and closer to him.

"Oh, where is the most honored guest? I didn't see it!" Pressing the cane to the Pope's face, the old woman said with a dark face.

"Nurse, maybe the Pope has a premonition that you are coming, that's why he held the Mass in the middle of the night!" The archbishop came out of nowhere and fanned the flames.

"Oh? This mass is held for me." Sure enough, upon hearing the archbishop's words, the old woman's eyes narrowed immediately, and her complexion became even uglier.

"No, no, no." Seeing that something was wrong, the Pope immediately shook his head like a rattle.

"Oh? Isn't this Mass held for me?" Seeing the Pope shaking his head, the old woman's eyes became more dangerous.

"Fuck, how should I answer this!" Seeing the darker and darker, the Pope couldn't help but secretly feel bitter.

And the Archbishop at the side, seeing the Pope's deflated face, couldn't help showing a smile on the corner of his mouth, and asked you to put on my shoes!

"Hey, Archbishop, weren't you outside just now?" Clifford, who was holding a balloon-like Simon, came belatedly, and then said in surprise.

"That's right! Shouldn't you be outside to appease the people?" The Pope also reacted, and immediately looked at the Archbishop "viciously".

"Uh, I've already calmed him down," the archbishop said with a guilty conscience, his eyes erratic.

"Humph", the Pope originally wanted to perform a martial arts show here, but he caught sight of his mother standing aside, so he could only grunt and swallowed his anger.

"Don't interrupt, who is this mass for?" The old woman asked impatiently as she tapped the ground with her cane.

"Wait, let me feel it." The pope immediately became obsessed again, closed his eyes, and constantly adjusted his direction.

"I feel it, I feel it, it's very close, very close!" The Pope closed his eyes and walked to Clifford's side, groping constantly.

"Hey, it's strange, it should be here!" The pope opened his eyes and wondered after he couldn't see anyone for a long time.

"Uh, Your Majesty, could it be that this kid is the most honored guest you mentioned?" Clifford looked at Simon who was floating in the air speechlessly, and then said to the Pope.

"Hey, it turned out to be floating in the sky! With such an extraordinary appearance, he deserves to be the most honored guest." When he looked up and saw Simon, the Pope said with emotion.

"Oh, are you out of your mind? This child who is only about thirteen or fourteen years old will be the most distinguished guest in the history of the cathedral." He also looked at Simon floating in the sky. The old woman's head was full of black lines. Said.

"Well, I have a very strong feeling, so I can't be wrong!" Looking at the young Simon in mid-air, the Pope also became suspicious. Could it be that his feeling was wrong.

"I'm dizzy, well, go and wake up the cathedral, the most honored guest ever!" The old woman said speechlessly, pulling on the magic to put Simon on the ground smoothly.

"Ah, that's the feeling." After Simon landed smoothly, the Pope immediately leaned up, as if seeing delicious food, and kept sniffing Simon's breath.

"It's really delicious. It feels like one bite will give you eternal life." He fanatically grabbed Simon's arm, and under the terrified expressions of everyone around him, the Pope slowly moved his mouth towards it.

"Fuck you, uncle." The old man who threatened to go to the goddess and sue the Pope appeared out of nowhere, and kicked the Pope to the ground.

"Don't act like a cult leader, you are the Pope of the Moonlight Church," the old man said out of breath, supporting his body that was about to fall apart at any time with a cane.

"Your Majesty Kirill." Seeing the old man appearing on the stage, the old lady hurriedly saluted.

"Your Majesty Kirill? Isn't that the previous Pope!" Clifford, who was next to him, was also surprised, and hurriedly saluted this old man who was too old~ www.readwn.com~ Mmm", the old man A slight nod is considered a return gift.

"What's the matter with this kid?" Looking at Simon lying unconscious on the ground, the old man asked tremblingly.

"This is a student of the academy, who suddenly fell into a coma. His mind is full of mental storms, and I can't wake him up." Looking at Simon on the ground, the old woman said solemnly.

"No, I'm asking, why did you bring him to the cathedral?" the old man sighed and asked helplessly.

Everything in the world is not free, and it is impossible for the cathedral to save anyone for free, and the world will be messed up.

"It's not because of this idiot." The old woman instantly pointed the finger at the Pope who just got up from the ground.

"Hey, it's none of my business!" the Pope asked in a daze.

"Did you promise His Majesty before that as long as the students are injured in the academy, the Moonlight Church can heal them," the old woman said sadly.

"Uh, it seems that there is such a thing." Recalling the full assurance to the king in front of many people, the Pope broke out in a cold sweat.

"No, go and heal the injury you got in the academy," pointing at Simon who was lying on the ground, the old woman looked like she was going to watch a good show.

"Well, mother, can't you cure it?" Looking at the person he had foreseen, who had been unconscious, the Pope asked in embarrassment.

"Nonsense, if I can wake him up, I still need to take him to the cathedral." Rolling her eyes, the old woman said with a sneer.

"Hey, well, let me see his situation first." Hearing that Simon's situation could not be resolved even by his mother, the Pope's expression became serious, and he walked slowly to Simon's side again.