Seeing Isabella's pupils contract, Wayne continued: "I had a bit of a scuffle with the former Pope Ludwig. Contrary to rumors, it wasn't that he neglected his duties, but rather that a dead man can't govern."
"Gulp!"
Isabella's cold sweat soaked through her clothes, and facing the true wielder of power at the Naturalism Church, she couldn't help but feel her knees weaken.
This golden ticket is powerful—it's good for a lifetime!
Seeing her full of bluster and almost bursting at the seams, having overfed her new junior sister, Wayne was quite satisfied and timely shared some gossip to relieve the awkward atmosphere: "As for my relationship with the Pope, you can think of it like me and Mona, raising your voice a bit in the future so you don't embarrass me."
"What the...?"
Isabella was feeling terrible: "But...is it really okay to do this with your teacher's teacher?"
"Is there any law that says it's not allowed?"
The law doesn't, but morality...
