Hero? Are You Worthy?
Chapter 578 - 416: Copy His House for Me (5)

Chapter 578: Chapter 416: Copy His House for Me (5)

The noise within the Holy Court grew ever more chaotic.

Initially, the clergy could maintain control, but their patience dwindled as time passed.

They had been waiting here since morning, and now, deep into the night, they had still not seen Qin Chu appear. Their stomachs rumbled with hunger, and the bleak prospects for the future made it unbearable for most of the clergy.

They were becoming increasingly irritable.

Furthermore, some had pre-arranged for their minions to stir up trouble among the crowd, causing an uproar outside the Holy Hall.

As for the great doors of the Holy Hall, they were besieged, totally impervious to passage. A large number of clergy clenched their fists and raised them high, loudly chanting slogans:

"We want a new Pope!"

"We do not want an outsider from a different world."

"Only a native of the Sky Dome Continent should hold the office of the Pope."

"The glory of the Holy Court must not be tainted."

"We oppose Qin Chu becoming Pope..."

Their voices, like a tidal wave, swept over everything, and the Holy Hall seemed unable to withstand the pressure, as if one could feel its trembling.

Inside the Holy Hall, Kain, Galbraith, and others wore looks of satisfaction; this was exactly the effect they wanted.

Not everyone in the Holy Court was intelligent. Rather, the vast majority were no different from commoners, all fools.

As long as people were arranged in advance to infiltrate the crowd and incite them occasionally, it was easy to spark these people’s impulses, especially with notions of nativism and the glory of the Holy Court, which were particularly effective in rousing people.

Even if Qin Chu was shamelessly thick-skinned, he probably had no face remaining to force his way onto the Pope’s throne amidst such an overwhelming tide of opposition.

Moreover, Qin Chu’s prolonged absence had intensified the clergy’s simmering anger and their resentment towards the outsider became increasingly uncontrollable, ultimately leading to an effect better than expected.

Wozworth and Saint Monica still wore smiles, and no one knew what these two old foxes were truly thinking.

Veronica and Anpton both closed their eyes slightly, indifferent to the noise outside the Holy Hall.

The rest looked at one another, until Kain was the first to stand up: "Anpton, Captain Veronica, it is already late at night and Qin Chu has not appeared, it is almost time to strip him of his eligibility to be elected Pope, isn’t it?"

Veronica, who appeared asleep, finally opened her eyes slowly and glanced at the time, "What’s the rush? There’s still half an hour left."

"As long as it’s not tomorrow, Mr. Qin coming at any time counts..."

Rather, even if it were the day after tomorrow or a hundred days later, his appearance would still count.

Just as Miss Angelica said, in this world, strength is the fundamental basis of everything.

Kain’s expression grew solemn, his gaze icy: "But we have been sitting here all day, this is a matter for the Holy Court, so we can endure."

"But, His Holiness Lord Sect Master of Saint Monica and His Majesty Emperor Wozworth are both extremely busy, and you are wasting their precious time..."

"Ah, no no no, I’m not busy, really, I happen to have some free time today so it’s not a problem," Wozworth immediately said with a smile.

The smile on Saint Monica’s face became even more beautiful, "I’m on holiday today as well, so it’s all right."

Er...

Kain found himself at a loss for words momentarily, but this sly old fox quickly changed tack, pointing with one hand towards the great doors of the Holy Hall, calling out in a prayer-like tone, "Look, listen..."

"Do you hear that? Those are the voices of every Believer of the Holy Court."

"I admit the Hero has made great contributions to the Sky Dome Continent, but he does not have the qualifications to serve as the Pope of the Holy Court. Even if we agree, these tens of thousands of Believers will never consent."

"Do you really want to push Qin Chu into the papal seat? No... What you are doing is pushing the entire Church towards the endless Abyss."

"Have you considered the consequences of forcibly making Qin Chu the Pope? By then, the entire Church may well fall apart and might even head towards destruction. Is this really the result you want to see?"

Destruction?

Qin Chu taking on the role of Pope might indeed spark some conflicts.

But, if any of you were to become Pope, the Church might truly be headed for destruction, right?

"Listen to my advice, Veronica. While there’s still time, don’t insist on these matters any longer. The position of Pope should be chosen from among the locals, and this has been an unchanging rule for thousands of years."

"Hm, speaking of which, it’s true that no Otherworldly people have come to Sky Dome Continent in these thousands of years, so even if they wanted to, they wouldn’t have had the opportunity," Saint Monica’s eyes suddenly flashed a hint of Crimson.

Wozworth keenly sensed something, his pupils dilated, but the old fox didn’t say a word, simply curling his lips into a strange arc as if he wanted to silently observe how the situation would unfold.

Saint Monica’s words made Kain feel like he suddenly had an ally, and he was overjoyed, "Does Your Holiness Saint Monica also think so?"

"Of course, however, if we are to choose from the local Holy Men, I think Miss Veronica would be a great fit for the Pope," Saint Monica said.

Screech...

Saint Monica’s statement directly caused everyone else to stiffen their expressions.

What kind of joke was this? If Veronica were to become Pope, what would have been the point of their long and hard-fought scramble for power?

"Eh? Isn’t that quite normal? Miss Veronica is the leader of the Holy Knight Order, and with Augustus’s death, Rose Vesper’s fall into evil, her disappearance, and Douglas’s death, Miss Veronica should be the highest-ranked Holy Man in the Holy Court right now. It’s only reasonable that she becomes the Pope," Saint Monica continued.

Veronica was slightly taken aback and just about to explain something.

Wright could no longer hold back, "Cough cough, Her Holiness Saint Monica is correct... Veronica is indeed the highest-ranked, but... cough cough, she is still too young and lacks experience. I’m afraid she might not be able to manage the extensive affairs of the Holy Court."

"So, it would be better to choose someone a bit more mature with deeper credentials."

"I see, then Mr. Anpton is also a good choice. He is an old member of the Holy Court, one of the senior Holy Men here with the oldest tenure. I feel he is fully qualified..."

Kain’s head shook desperately, "No, no, no, Anpton is absolutely out of the question. He embezzled six million mana from the Holy Court, and even maintained an improper relationship with a nun. How can someone so tainted be the Pope of the Holy Court? It would only bring shame upon the Church Court."

"We should choose someone with seniority and without any stain on their reputation." As he spoke, Kain puffed out his chest with pride. Undoubtedly, he was referring to himself as the one with seniority and without any blemishes.

Seeing the behavior of these people, Wozworth merely shook his head lightly. These nine fools together might not have the means to contend with Qin.

And now, they were already biting each other over the position of the Pope.

A bunch of wastes.

Just as the group was clamoring and blushing, asserting their own eligibility, Wozworth and Saint Monica seemed to sense something suddenly.

Almost simultaneously, the two stood up and looked at the stone ceiling overhead as if they could see through the stone slabs to the scene outside.

Everyone was at a loss as to what the two of them were doing.

But in the next instant, a terrifying scene unfolded.

Whoosh...

An indescribable gale howled past.

In an instant, massive stones overhead were lifted and scattered. Bright moonlight poured down, illuminating the changed faces below.

It was visible to the naked eye, as if having existed for millions of years, the stones weathered at a rapid pace under the rampaging wind, turning into fine particles like dust and scattering down from the sky soon afterward.

Not only the ceiling stones, but even the surrounding walls met the same fate.

Stones that used to withstand the fierce strikes of war blades and swords were reduced to fine gravel on the ground in a short moment.

What kind of power was this?

In an instant, countless people’s hearts trembled; crushing a stone was not too difficult for them with their strength, but turning a massive stone into fine dust like this was something none could accomplish.

Not even Saint Monica and Wozworth could.

Then came the soft and holy white light scattering from the sky. Pair after pair of eyes followed the source of the Holy Light in the sky, and finally, they saw it.

A figure stood still in the night sky.

Behind, a pair of massive wings—at least three meters in length, filled with holy white radiance.

Like a Descent Angel, he radiated a holy brilliance that dispelled all darkness and brought daylight brightness.

This... is this a miracle?

Every person who witnessed this scene was dumbstruck.

The divine breath made every soul tremble.

The previously roaring slogan chants quieted down instantly, and the surroundings fell deathly silent. No one dared to make even the slightest sound at this time.

There were even those who, out of pure instinct, prostrated themselves on the ground, tears streaming down their faces, constantly chanting prayers to the Holy Light Goddess.

And this behavior seemed to cause a chain reaction, with more and more people devoutly kneeling on the ground, bodies shivering. Looking around, there were hardly any people left standing.

A miracle, this is a miracle.

The Holy Court had not witnessed such a miracle for thousands of years.

Only a few people in the Holy Hall could glimpse the face almost submerged in shadow beneath the dazzling Holy Light.

That person... who else could it be but Qin Chu?

Veronica and Anpton completely relaxed at this moment.

Qin Chu had finally appeared.

As for Kain and the group of nine, their faces darkened instantly, their eyes filled with hateful light.

Damn it, Qin Chu actually really showed up, and in such a special way too... It must be an illusion. It must be an illusion Qin Chu deliberately created to make all the believers think he is an angel, a favored one of the gods, all to deceive people.

Looking at the believers around, it had to be admitted that this form was indeed quite provocative.

Saint Monica and Wozworth also looked forlorn.

Especially Wozworth, where did Qin Chu get such a large pair of wings? It was incredibly flashy.

Whoosh...

At that moment, the wings on the back gently flapped once, and Qin Chu glided across the sky, descending quietly from above the Holy Hall.

Behind him, the wings closed abruptly.

The holy white light gradually dissipated.

Qin Chu, with a smile on his face, nodded to Saint Monica and Wozworth in greeting.

Then, his gaze fell on Kain, "Archbishop Kain, I believe I just heard you speaking about Anpton’s embezzlement of six million mana and his tainted reputation?"

Kain had not expected Qin Chu to target him right away but still clenched his teeth and nodded, "Yes, that’s right."

"Such a man should be directly expelled from the Church!"

At this time, one must not waver.

Anpton’s face was filled with gloom. The fact that his issue caused trouble for His Holiness the Pope was, in Anpton’s view, a disgrace. Just as he was about to apologize, Qin Chu waved his hand lightly, "Veronica, I give you the first command as Pope..."

Qin Chu’s voice suddenly became sharp, "...Seize his estate!"

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