After his meeting with the Pope, Leold had returned to the inn where he was staying. He was in the carriage, looking mysterious and quietly crossing his arms. Sylvia, who was in the carriage with him, asked what Leold was thinking.
"'Master Leold. You've been looking so glum since a moment ago, is something bothering you?"
'Shall we talk about it when we get back to our ...... inn?'
Leold who said so shifted his gaze outside the carriage. Sylvia followed Leold's gaze and looked outside. Leold is looking at the holy knights who are following him as escorts. Sylvia noticed that Leold was looking at the holy knights and guessed that he probably didn't want the people on the Holy Church side to hear about it.
"Yes, I suppose so. We'll have lots to talk about when we get back to the inn."
Sylvia, realizing Leold's intention, smiled at him. Leold also noticed that Sylvia had noticed his intention and replied with the same smile.
"Yes, let's talk a lot. "
The two of them laughed at each other and quietly gazed at the scenery outside until they returned to the inn.
After seeing them off, the Pope looked out the window. At first glance, the Pope seems calm, but inwardly he is very angry. The priests in the room with him understood that he was angry and were scared.
"Why are they so calm?"
The priests are shaking and not answering the Pope, who is quietly angry with them. The priests were shaken and did not answer.
"I ask you, , what is the reason for this? , why do you not answer me?"
The priests only trembled and turned their heads down. Silence reigns as no one answers the Pope's question. The silence did not last long, and then the Pope spoke up, as if he had grown numb to the situation.
"Oh, ....... Good grief, they are a troublesome lot. Let me ask you one more time. Why weren't Leold Harvest and Sylvia Argabane cursed?"
The Pope's cold words fell on the priests. The priests were frightened and opened their mouths to make excuses, but no words came out. Their tongues could not roll properly due to fear. So no one speaks.
"So let me change the question. Surely you have cast the curse?"
Once the pope changes his train of thought, he calms down and asks the priests a different question. The priests could answer that question, and they spoke as if they were desperately worried for themselves.
'Yes, sir! That is, of course. As instructed by His Eminence, I have granted the curse of a debilitating death!"
I see. I see. Then, why is Leold Harvest so unfazed? If he was cursed to a debilitating death, his physical condition should have changed. However, there was no sign of such a change at all. Can you tell us why?"
That's ......."
The priests, who instantly covered their mouths, turned their gazes away from the Pope.
I've heard enough. I've learned that it's useless to ask you people."
The priests were relieved to see the pope sigh in exasperation.
"Leold Harvest. He is a troublesome man. Perhaps he has not been able to see through to what I am up to, but I am sure he knows something. I have learned from this visitation that he is not very good at gut tricks, but Sylvia Argabane is in the way."
The Pope observed Leold and Sylvia during this visit and learned that Leold was not very good at politics and other such things. If he had been dealing with Leold alone, there would have been no problem, but when he learned that Sylvia was filling in Leold's gaps, he muttered her name in disgust.
Having said that, Leordo personally, as well as the knowledge and companionship that Leold possesses, is extremely powerful. He has magic and weapons that have been used against the imperial army, and he has Charlotte.
. He is already married to Sylvia, which further strengthens his ties to the kingdom. On top of that, he is rumored to be good friends with the patron goddess of the empire, Setsuna, so the Pope can't get his hands on him.
He decided that if he couldn't take her in, he would have to get rid of her, but he failed to do so. The plan was to kill Leold by casting a curse on him during the blessing of their marriage, but for some reason the curse didn't work.
" I see. He must have had a magical tool to prevent the curse. He knows things that no one else can know. It would not be surprising if he had at least that much."
The Pope, remembering what kind of person Leold was, clapped his hands in agreement.
"But what to do? If the curse is not effective, what else can I do but to take direct measures?"
The Pope pondered, but Leold had a guard and Leold himself was strong. Therefore, he cannot take any chances. That is why he took the tactic of cursing Leold. But it ended in failure.
"But it was a mistake. I am anxious, but I will carry out my plan as it is. If my Lord comes down, even Leold will be no match for him. And that Charlotte Grinde, for that matter. Ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha!"
The Pope's eyes, smiling broadly, were tinged with a hint of madness. No one can stop the Pope's scheme now.
After his meeting with the Pope, Leold had returned to the inn where he was staying. He was in the carriage, looking mysterious and quietly crossing his arms. Sylvia, who was in the carriage with him, asked what Leold was thinking.
"'Master Leold. You've been looking so glum since a moment ago, is something bothering you?"
'Shall we talk about it when we get back to our ...... inn?'
Leold who said so shifted his gaze outside the carriage. Sylvia followed Leold's gaze and looked outside. Leold is looking at the holy knights who are following him as escorts. Sylvia noticed that Leold was looking at the holy knights and guessed that he probably didn't want the people on the Holy Church side to hear about it.
"Yes, I suppose so. We'll have lots to talk about when we get back to the inn."
Sylvia, realizing Leold's intention, smiled at him. Leold also noticed that Sylvia had noticed his intention and replied with the same smile.
"Yes, let's talk a lot. "
The two of them laughed at each other and quietly gazed at the scenery outside until they returned to the inn.
After seeing them off, the Pope looked out the window. At first glance, the Pope seems calm, but inwardly he is very angry. The priests in the room with him understood that he was angry and were scared.
"Why are they so calm?"
The priests are shaking and not answering the Pope, who is quietly angry with them. The priests were shaken and did not answer.
"I ask you, , what is the reason for this? , why do you not answer me?"
The priests only trembled and turned their heads down. Silence reigns as no one answers the Pope's question. The silence did not last long, and then the Pope spoke up, as if he had grown numb to the situation.
"Oh, ....... Good grief, they are a troublesome lot. Let me ask you one more time. Why weren't Leold Harvest and Sylvia Argabane cursed?"
The Pope's cold words fell on the priests. The priests were frightened and opened their mouths to make excuses, but no words came out. Their tongues could not roll properly due to fear. So no one speaks.
"So let me change the question. Surely you have cast the curse?"
Once the pope changes his train of thought, he calms down and asks the priests a different question. The priests could answer that question, and they spoke as if they were desperately worried for themselves.
'Yes, sir! That is, of course. As instructed by His Eminence, I have granted the curse of a debilitating death!"
I see. I see. Then, why is Leold Harvest so unfazed? If he was cursed to a debilitating death, his physical condition should have changed. However, there was no sign of such a change at all. Can you tell us why?"
That's ......."
The priests, who instantly covered their mouths, turned their gazes away from the Pope.
I've heard enough. I've learned that it's useless to ask you people."
The priests were relieved to see the pope sigh in exasperation.
"Leold Harvest. He is a troublesome man. Perhaps he has not been able to see through to what I am up to, but I am sure he knows something. I have learned from this visitation that he is not very good at gut tricks, but Sylvia Argabane is in the way."
The Pope observed Leold and Sylvia during this visit and learned that Leold was not very good at politics and other such things. If he had been dealing with Leold alone, there would have been no problem, but when he learned that Sylvia was filling in Leold's gaps, he muttered her name in disgust.
Having said that, Leordo personally, as well as the knowledge and companionship that Leold possesses, is extremely powerful. He has magic and weapons that have been used against the imperial army, and he has Charlotte.
. He is already married to Sylvia, which further strengthens his ties to the kingdom. On top of that, he is rumored to be good friends with the patron goddess of the empire, Setsuna, so the Pope can't get his hands on him.
He decided that if he couldn't take her in, he would have to get rid of her, but he failed to do so. The plan was to kill Leold by casting a curse on him during the blessing of their marriage, but for some reason the curse didn't work.
" I see. He must have had a magical tool to prevent the curse. He knows things that no one else can know. It would not be surprising if he had at least that much."
The Pope, remembering what kind of person Leold was, clapped his hands in agreement.
"But what to do? If the curse is not effective, what else can I do but to take direct measures?"
The Pope pondered, but Leold had a guard and Leold himself was strong. Therefore, he cannot take any chances. That is why he took the tactic of cursing Leold. But it ended in failure.
"But it was a mistake. I am anxious, but I will carry out my plan as it is. If my Lord comes down, even Leold will be no match for him. And that Charlotte Grinde, for that matter. Ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha!"
The Pope's eyes, smiling broadly, were tinged with a hint of madness. No one can stop the Pope's scheme now.
