Stunning Edge

Chapter 87

Chapter 87-

Once he heard Leng Lingyun’s words, the pope’s expression was very interesting to look at: mouth opened wide, his eyes staring straight ahead. He just stared at Leng Lingyun, frozen.

The pope suddenly feel like the earth shattering news was unbearable. The person he had sentenced to death in his heart a moment ago was suddenly now the person the goddess had always been looking for. The average person wouldn’t be able to bear such a feeling. A moment ago, his heart had hit rock bottom. Now, it shot up to the sky.

“Your holiness?” Leng Lingyun frowned slightly, somewhat puzzled as he saw the expression stuck on the pope’s face. It was the first time he had seen the always expressionless pope display such strong emotions.  

“Oh, oh, oh?” Only after a while did the pope finally come back to his senses. Then he stuttered, “Wha, what did you just say?”

“I said….” Leng Lingyun was about to repeat the words he just said, but was stopped by the pope with a wave of his hand.

“I know, I heard you. Claire Hill is the person the goddess was looking for.” The pope had already accepted this fact.

Leng Lingyun fell silent seeing the pope act abnormally, not understanding what exactly was wrong with the pope.

The pope tottered over to a chair, then sat down. He started to try to remember everything he knew about Claire. Usually, the pope didn’t have any impressions of nobles, but Claire Hill was an exception. In his eyes, the battle Claire hand with the Lagark student didn’t count as much, because she was just a double classed magician warrior and her skill level wasn’t very high either. Then he heard that she was originally some kind of useless idiotic man-chaser, but she had become Cliff’s disciple. What else was there?

He rubbed his temples. “Lingyun, find everything you can about Claire Hill for me, as detailed as possible.” The pope said, somewhat at a loss.

“Yes, your holiness.” Leng Lingyun agreed and withdrew, leaving a very conflicted feeling pope alone in the room.

In the empty room, the pope stood in a daze by the window. Seeing the blue sky, he muttered to himself, “Goddess, are you playing a joke on me? Or, mighty goddess, are you testing me?”

Soon, all information about Claire was sent to the pope.

The pope read the information attentively, afraid of missing any details. Leng Lingyun, who was standing beside him, was puzzled, not understanding. He had never seen the pope so cautious before. No, to be more accurate, he had never seen the pope so cautious towards a single before. What exactly was going on? But there was one thing Leng Lingyun was sure of: currently, the pope had no intention of hurting Claire. Eliminating a single person didn’t require understanding their past in such detail.

As he looked, the pope’s hands trembled, the look in his eyes changing constantly. Sure enough, Claire Hill was no normal person! She had always been looked down upon as an idiotic man chase, but she had rose quickly in status: she had gained fame from the battle against the Lagark student, became Cliff’s disciple, became the Niya city’s castellan, and quickly dealt with the plague.  Double class magician warrior, and her skill level was already high. As a magician, she was already a wizard, and as a warrior, she had already advanced to a grand warrior! Could a normal person improve so quickly? Did she change suddenly? Or had she been concealing her strength and biding for time,?

After he finished reading the information, the pope stood up abruptly, already having made a decision. Seeing Leng Lingyun’s confused expression, he smiled. “Lingyun, in a few days it’s Claire’s birthday, right?”