“...”0

Following the Pope’s beheading, a heavy silence hung in the air. While his betrayal had been extremely shocking, it was his death that shocked everyone the most. They almost couldn’t believe it. 0

Henry snapped his fingers, causing the boulder and the majestic stone tower behind him to disappear. He then waved his hand once again, slowly and gently lowering Herarion, Hoosler, and Saint Irenae to the ground. It was as though the three of them were descending on a sailboat of wind. 0

Henry took a step back for the Saint, allowing her to look at the corpse of the monstrosity that had once been the Pope. She gently brought her hands together and prayed in silence. Despite his fall into darkness, the things he had achieved during his lifetime couldn’t be ignored. 0

As the Saint was praying, the Holy Knights came back to their senses, although still a bit in shock, and quickly followed suit. After they all finished praying, Irenae looked up at Henry and bowed. 0

“I would like to express my sincere gratitude to you, Archmage. And I would also like to apologize.”0

Henry couldn’t help but smirk at her remark.0

‘Smart.’0

A simple ‘thank you’ would’ve been enough, but the Saint chose...0