Hail the King

Chapter 531: Want to Make You the Pope

Chapter 531: Want to Make You the Pope (Part One)

"You......" Vice-Bishop Barton was stunned. Some of his teeth were gone, so his speech was unclear. "Yee...... Daaar...... tu heee meeee?"

As the other members of the Holy Church helped him to stand up, he rubbed the half of his face that got destroyed subconsciously, and he felt like his mind went numb and couldn’t sense any pain just yet.

He couldn’t believe that the King of Chambord dared to attack him.

"Isn’t he afraid of the punishment from the Holy Church? Attacking any member of the Holy Church is equivalent to attacking the G.o.ds. Any offender will be hunted down by the Execution Department of the Holy Church."

"Why couldn’t I?" Fei got close to Barton and his henchmen under everyone’s stare. He sneered and asked, "Didn’t you say that I don’t dare to even touch your finger? I touched all five of your fingers. What can you do to me?"

"Yoooo, you arrrr....... Deeed!!" Barton was infuriated. He only reacted after he sensed the pain on his face. Even though this was the case, he wasn’t scared. He was enraged, and he shouted, "Go! Kill him! Quak!"

However, the other members of the Holy Church weren’t impulsive as him.

These people who were dominating in Dual-Flags City with the church robe on them were all stunned by Fei’s ruthless actions.

"Since he is daring to slap the Vice-Bishop, he won’t hesitate to beat me......" they thought.

Therefore, with fear on their faces, none of them dared to go up to attack or question the King.

"I’m dead?" Fei laughed.

He reached out his hand and grasped onto the thin air. A huge energy surged out of his palm and sucked Barton over from afar.

Pia! It was another slap.

This crisp noise made the people who couldn’t believe their eyes realize that they were dreaming.

Fei didn’t use his full strength, but the physical strength of the Nightmare Mode Level 34 Barbarian was too high. Even a deep handprint would appear on a thick iron plate if Fei pressed his palm against it. Therefore, Barton’s other half of his face got slapped, and his cheek swelled as the last three teeth flew out of his mouth.

The bystanders were stunned!

"Mr. Alexander is really fearless! He even dares to beat a high-ranking official of the Holy Church!"

As the crisp slapping noise sounded, all the residents in the area were worried for Fei. At the same time, they were thrilled since Fei did something that they wanted to do for a long time.

Some people even started to cheer, but their friends soon stopped them. After all, Barton and his henchmen might remember who cheered and go after them later.

"Your Majesty......" Jessie said as he tried to stop Fei subconsciously.

"Don’t move. Let him do what he wants." Batistuta raised his arm and blocked this young priest. He shook his head and explained, "It looks like you don’t understand your savior’s personality. At the moment like this, you better not stand in his way......"

Batistuta looked at the priests, who were so scared that they almost c.r.a.pped their pants, and said, "These idiots have been arrogant, bullied the followers, and stained the honor of the G.o.ds. Since they are corrupt and blind, they should pay the price."

Pia! Pia! Pia! Pia!

As Batistuta was talking to Jessie, Fei already walked into the group of priests and started to do work. As he slapped around, those priests screamed, and they flew backward as if someone threw them out.

"You are dead!......" Barton wasn’t unconscious yet. He pointed at Fei as he screamed and threatened, "Hahaha, you hit the members of the Holy Church...... You are done! You can’t escape and hide anywhere! Hahaha, since you are so fearless, why don’t you kill me? Come on! Come here and kill me!"

"I won’t kill you." Fei walked to Barton and stepped on his hand. The King sneered and broke the bones in his hand into pieces and said, "But I will make you beg for death! The Holy Church? It doesn’t matter who it is; if you want to take others’ stuff, be aware of the potential consequences!"

"You...... You......" Barton was experiencing so much pain that big drops of sweat fell down his face, but he was still trying to be tough. "Kill...... Kill if me if you can. You...... You will regret this......"

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Chapter 531: Want to Make You the Pope (Part Two)

Fei sneered again after hearing this, and he crushed the hand bones in Barton’s other hand.

Suddenly, he realized that Angela wasn’t too far away, so he didn’t want to make the scene too b.l.o.o.d.y. He waved at the warriors of Chambord and commanded, "Arrest these arrogant bad eggs! Give each of them 100 whips, and make sure that you don’t kill them. After that, pick one and tell him to report this to the Bishop of the church in Dual-Flags City. I want to hear his explanation. Could anyone in the Holy Church rob my pets?"

"As you wish!"

People like Drogba, Pierce, and Robbin were enraged, to begin with, and they all laughed after hearing Fei’s command.

They rushed over and copied the King’s actions, beating these members of the Holy Church who were all bullies. Like sheep in front of tigers, these people couldn’t defend at all. They were soon tied up by thick ropes, and they were dragged into the military camp despite their cries.

Then, a series of whipping sound resonated in the area.

The soldiers of Chambord were highly efficient in this matter.

They could tell that the King hated those guys, so they didn’t hesitate to use their full strength. The members of the Holy Church who were spoiled by power and physically weak all screamed and cried loudly.

The whipping noises and the cries sounded horrifying, but the residents of Dual-Flags City didn’t feel any empathy for them at all! In fact, they all wanted to run over and whip these b*stards themselves!

Barton who fell into a state of unconsciousness was thrown onto a piece of wooden board and dragged into a prison cell in the military camp. He could only be saved by the Bishop of the church in Dual-Flags City, David Boyd.

Angela didn’t say anything, and she didn’t show any empathy as well.

First of all, the rudeness and the arrogance of Barton and his henchmen even made Angela, who was a super understanding and peace-seeking girl, mad. Second of all, compared with Barton and the priests, she cared more about Fei. Since Fei showed his rage that was rarely seen, Angela came over and comfort him.

After that, she went back with Emma and the four creatures.

She never partic.i.p.ated in the matter of the military.

However, it seemed like Batistuta discovered something, and he stared at Angela with interest. It was something that Fei didn’t want to see.

Batistuta only stopped looking after Angela made a turn at a corner and disappeared.

"Mr. Batistuta, I think we could resume our prior topic." Fei frowned and invited the three of them into the military camp.

"What do you think? Are you willing to join our Black-Cloth Shrine?" Batistuta was a little excited after hearing Fei bringing this up. He felt like it was moving in a favorable direction.

"Please don’t mind my straightforwardness. Right Deacon, your suggestion is not attractive at all. Everyone knows the situation that Black-Cloth Shrine is in. It is essentially like a pit of fire. Anyone who jumps into it will get their b.u.t.t burned. If I want to, I can choose a shrine that is more powerful and more influential, and I don’t need to bear the danger and uncertainty."

The soldiers already prepared tables and chairs in the military camp, and Fei sat down before the main table as he said with a smile on his face.

Batistuta nodded and replied with a bitter smile on his face, "Your Majesty sure is direct and honest. I do admit that what you said is true. However, Your Majesty probably understands this a.n.a.logy: giving a poor farmer a pan of hot burning coal during the winter means more than giving a n.o.ble a block of expensive cheese at a dinner party. You are intelligent; you must understand the difference."

"Oh? You mean I can get more benefits after joining Black-Cloth Shrine? Right?" Fei said as he waved his hand. The soldiers stopped the punishment, and the members of the Holy Church finally stopped screaming; they were now all whining. One lucky person among them got untied, and he was asked to report this incident back to the church.

"Your Majesty sure is direct. You are right; that is what I mean," Batistuta turned serious as he added, "I can promise to you that if you accept my offer now, you will become the supreme Bishop of Black-Cloth Shrine. Anything you say will be interpreted as the words from the G.o.ds, and you can use all the resources of the shrine and command the masters. Believe me, Your Majesty. Even though we have fallen compared with before, we had a glorious past. Our acc.u.mulations are beyond imagination."

"Wow! Are you trying to lure me in? It finally sounds a little more attractive. However, there is no such thing as a free lunch. Tell me, what do I need to do if I join?" Fei asked. Such a promise would move anyone. However, Fei knew that he wouldn’t be getting all that for free. As the principle goes, the more you get, the more you need to sacrifice.

"You only need to complete one thing: You need to become the Pope of the Holy Church and become one of the most powerful men on this continent!" Batistuta said with excitement in his eyes, "Believe me! Black-Cloth Shrine will do whatever it takes to push you onto the throne of the Pope!"

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