C138 Iron Rules Were Everywhere(1)

Grace was already waiting under the statue of an angel dressed in military uniform. He was already dressed, standing straight like a javelin, giving off an imposing aura. Seeing me coming, he immediately smiles amiably.

"Zhang Loong, the Pope is already waiting for you in the main hall. Quickly follow me!" Grace respectfully performed a welcoming ceremony, appearing very noble and well-mannered.

"Grace, some of my things were lost in the hotel because of the fire. Can you help me ask if the Church has temporarily collected them?" In my heart, the materials used to forge Marina's equipment are more important than the Supreme Pontiff of City of Light.

Grace felt a little awkward. What could be more important than meeting the Supreme Pontiff? But thinking of my identity, the Supreme Pontiff is only my junior. So he smiled and said, "Describe the appearance of those things, I will arrange for someone to look for them. After finding them, send them over directly"

I won't be polite either. After describing the forging materials, Grace immediately gave the order to search for them.

I cupped my hands and said," Thank you for your trouble. Those things are very important to me. "

Grace smiled and politely pulled my hand as he turned around and entered the hall.

The Pope's hall was extremely spacious and luxuriously decorated. It was not inferior to the palace in Lut Gholein at all. It seemed like the financial resources of the City of Light were not inferior to King of Lut Gholein's. Twelve Oracles dressed in military uniforms stood neatly on both sides of the hall. They were mighty and noble.

A middle-aged man in his forties sat on the Pope's throne in the middle of the hall. He wore a Pope's crown, armor all over his body, and a black robe decorated with gold. From afar, one could feel the imposing manner of a powerhouse.

Grace knelt on one knee and reported, "Paying respects to His Highness the Pope! The hero, Zhang Loong, has arrived!" Even though he was the Pope's son, he still had to be polite in front of the Oracles.

The Pope stood up, but it was clear that he was not as respectful as Jerhyn. Because he was also a high-level powerhouse, so he could not be as enthusiastic as King Jerhyn. Actually, this kind of attitude makes me feel more comfortable. I have never felt that I am that great. The respect that other people had for martial arts had always made me uncomfortable. When I was a weakling... Not to mention King of Lut Gholein, even the judges of the prison can trample on me as they wish. Thus, I am very clear that I will not treat that respect as respect for myself.

"Give me a seat!" Pope Arthurs sternly ordered. This was his territory, and the dignity of his master could not be tarnished.

I cupped my hands and did not refuse. I sat down. Grace stood beside me majestically.

Since Grace had already revealed my identity, it didn't matter whether they believed him or not. I don't think it's too strange for him to be impolite to me. In terms of seniority, their great-grandfather can only be considered my junior. Adding on the halo of that legend, they can naturally not bow to anyone in the world.

"I am Arthurs, the 87th Pope of the Church." Arthurs very politely introduced himself.

In the last war with Demon Realm, I have also seen the Pope of City of Light, but I don't remember which one.

"Mountain villager, you don't know any manners, please forgive me." While apologizing, I save my self-introduction, because to say that I am Zhang Loong, even with my current profession, I find it a little funny.

"Heroes do not need to be humble. Arthurs has often heard of the legends of heroes in the past. He really admires them. He only hated that he was born a few hundred years later and couldn't see the heroic bearing of a hero. It is truly an honor to meet a hero today!" Arthurs was very polite. However, this kind of politeness makes me feel a little uncomfortable. I have never liked to interact with these superior people. I am not good at grasping the boundaries of the lower realm, so others can say a few polite words. I don't even know how to respond.

Seeing that I didn't answer, the Oracles started to have unfriendly expressions. Even if you were a great hero in the past, you shouldn't be so arrogant and rude.

Arthurs felt a little awkward. He quickly coughed a few times to cover it up. Even though he didn't look up to Zhang Loong's reputation, he didn't dare to look down on him. "Hero!"

"Call me Zhang Loong. No need to be so polite!" I don't really like this form of address. I just feel that it is very hypocritical.

"Hero." Arthurs insisted on his manners. "The battle yesterday was very fierce. Only Elder Milos was lucky enough not to die. My church also lost five Protectors. With the abilities of a hero, why didn't they stop it? It caused the people to be plunged into misery and suffering. "

It turns out that there is still an Elder who is not dead. He has finally saved a root for the mage of light system. I feel slightly relieved, because I have never had a good impression of the destruction of the country. When I saw Arthurs turning to the main topic, it seemed like he was blaming me for not stopping him. How did they know that I have no ability to stop him? But how could they explain it? After asking this question, no matter how rude I am, I will probably not be able to remain silent.

"Actually, I do not have the ability to stop it. I was also forced by Omas to come here." I can only tell him the truth.

When these words came out, an uproar broke out in the hall.