Overgeared

Chapter 279

“There’s gold painted on his mouth.”

Damian was the biggest player in the pope candidates’ speech event. The other candidates criticized the factions, the Yatan Church, and showed their political colors, while Damian emphasized charity.

By calling up the basic doctrines pursued by the Rebecca Church, it stimulated the nature of the clergy and reminded them of how wicked Pascal’s behavior was. It was a speech technique based on Huroi’s teachings that if the audience’s attention was scattered, it was better to approach them indirectly.

The effect was big. Pascal’s supporters stood indecisively as cracks showed, and some showed a small affinity for Damian. In the past two weeks, Huroi had thoroughly trained Damian. But Pascal was scornful.

“Your ideals can never be realized. Most of the existing senior priests are already dirty because of Drevigo. Charity? Why are you so obsessed with that meaningless act?”

“What do you want to say?”

“It means that flattering the junior priests are useless. The senior priests with the right to vote won’t agree with you. Your speech targeted the wrong people.”

Damian wasn’t upset at all.

“That might be the case right now. However, it will change slowly. Most of the priests aren’t rotten to the core, unlike you. I will try my best to help the priests recover their past. Today is only the first step.”

“You…”

Damian’s atmosphere had changed significantly over the past two weeks. He was more proud and didn’t know fear. A firm belief was giving him confidence. He had unwavering eyes since Grid emerged.

‘It’s unlucky.’

He was becoming more like that dirty Grid. Pascal shrugged and said with a sigh. “Well, you might believe in Grid now, but that is just short-lived. Sooner or later, you will realize reality. I look forward to it. In a month, I will become pope and treat Rebecca’s Daughters harshly. You will be helpless and have to watch with despair.”

Isabel, standing next to Damian, flinched. Her past hell-like days surfaced when she saw Pascal’s snake eyes. She felt the fear more strongly because she was at the crossroad of life and death just a few days ago. Damian hid Isabel behind his back and declared, “Even if you are the pope, I will protect Isabel-chan.”

“You still haven’t grasped things to the end. If you don’t have the strength, you should shut up and sit down. It’s providence.”

Only the strong could reign, while the weak existed to be trampled on. It was the value of the empire that conquered many colonies and turned the people into livestock. If Pascal became the pope, the Rebecca Church would be transformed into a religion that followed the interests of the empire.

“Hahahahat!”

Damian covered the frightened Isabel. Pascal laughed at them and left the room. Damian shook his head and reassured Isabel.

“Don’t worry. Isabel-chan will be happy. I will make it so.”

“Damian…”

The young man’s pure and true heart started to reach the girl.

***

The elders’ meeting room.

23 elders were having a drinking party in a place that oversaw the divine affairs of the Rebecca Church. Some people had naked women beside them. They were prostitutes that Earl Chirita brought from the empire.

Pascal’s face twisted. “What are you doing? Have you forgotten how many people from all over the world are coming to see the Vatican today? You should be careful today when there are a lot of eyes!”

“Now, now. Don’t be so angry. Aren’t we in a secret place?” Earl Chirita rose from his seat among the elders. He pulled Pascal down into a chair and smiled at him. “That guy called Grid, he should be dead by now.”

Pascal suppressed his temper.

“Are you sure?”

“Isn’t it obvious? 19th Knight Fulito is capable of killing thousands of soldiers alone. As soon as Grid became his target, there was no room to escape, no matter what tricks he used.”

There was no doubt. The Red Knights might be less than the ones of the previous generation, but the power of the knights in the 10’s was absolute. They couldn’t be defeated.

“Let’s drink to my son, he will become the father of 80 millions members in a month.”

father and son, but their behavior

“Hrmm.”

help feeling pleasure at the thought of Grid being dead. It seemed like new hair would grow

am finally free from that damn hair

the glass of alcohol when the door burst open. Was it

“Kuak!”

Ku tang tang tang!

the door without permission. No, one of Earl Chirita’s knights came flying. He was one of the six knights guarding the entrance. He was already

knight stuttered. He was frightened. It was like he had witnessed

“Run away?”

one of the most sacred places in the Vatican, its safety was guaranteed for

drunk elder rose from his

intrude on

this a sacred place? I thought it was a rotten

was heard from behind the

Step step.

It was someone that nobody expected. The identity of the

“G-Grid?”

“Unbelievable!”

like they were seeing ghosts. Wasn’t Grid supposed to

‘It can’t be!’

went down

defeated the 19th

spread, Grid looked over at the prostitutes. There were some

“Look at this.”

moment,

‘Goddess Rebecca is wrong.’

committed wicked acts, but they still had divine power as long as they sincerely believed in her? She was a

goddess might just be

was with those who

doesn’t matter to

one thing Grid wanted.

“…!”

Grid grinned at them

can deal with you as I like.

Black Knights as assassins. Therefore, he could attack

Don’t you know who I am? Who are you to come her and say

to his son, Earl Chirita had lost his sense of reason. He thought that everything

are you doing? Go and kill

die anyway. The knights of Earl Chirita rose up again. Then they immediately struck at Grid. They didn’t feel fighting spirit, or the will to live. They only felt

Seokeok!

cut the knights

“Kyaaak!”

prostitutes and Earl

is stronger

Chirita muttered blankly, while Pascal tried to

you in such a rage? First of all, let’s settle down and

At this

“What should we speak about when you sent the Red Knights and

denied it. “No, was there such a

“Stop acting.”

didn’t believe him, so Pascal glanced towards Earl Chirita. “Earl Chirita, was it you?

“W-What…?”

was trying to sell out his own father? Earl Chirita received a big shock and was speechless. Pascal whispered to him, “Sacrifice yourself.

you do this to your

expression became angry as he gazed

to me. Haven’t I done my best as your child?

“P-Pascal…”

once before