I suppressed the weirdness in the shelter

Chapter 193 Living in the Shadows
Al raised herself from the rubble, holding her slightly aching side, her eyes widened and her mouth twitched, an irrepressible emotion gradually welling up in her heart.

She savored the feeling of the contact.

The collision of sharp claws and huge shield, the feeling of leather shoes hitting the side of the waist.

If Al savors it carefully, he can taste a completely different flavor every time.

It's so intoxicating.

Is this the apostle? So powerful!
In the now-vanished tribe to which Al belonged, strong = beautiful.

If it was an ordinary apostle, Al would not have such interest in him at all, but Wyatt was completely different.

The intelligence says Wyatt is a double apostle?

No, that's definitely not right. He is definitely more than that. He is even more beautiful than I thought!
"Apostle! Come with me to rebuild the tribe!"

"Don't go."

"Why not go? You can be the leader of the tribe! You don't have to do anything but give birth to children regularly!"

Wyatt sighed helplessly. What Al did was completely consistent with his stereotype of orcs.

Although the life proposed by Al is indeed very tempting, it takes into account the extremely unequal physical gap between orcs and humans.

I'm afraid I'll be skinned.

Seeing that Wyatt looked unmotivated, Al couldn't help but wonder if the conditions he proposed were not enough to impress him.

As the animal ears on top of her head twitched, Al suddenly understood. She felt that she knew why Wyatt was unwilling to go with her.

"You want to be the Pope, right? Let me help you! Are those little brats over there your competitors?"

Al raised her right hand, the veins on the back of her hand bulged, and her face showed a ferocious look.

A strong murderous aura enveloped Arthur and the other four saints. The paladins loyal to them felt tremendous pressure and protected the four in an instant.

What Al wanted to do was written all over his face.

Now, all four forces have expressed their determination to Wyatt. Whether explicitly or implicitly, they all intend to help Wyatt become Pope.

But unlike the previous three, Al, the commander of the North Wolf Army and the representative of the plane border army, chose a simpler and more brutal approach.

That is to eliminate all competitors.

By then, there will be only one successor left. Who else will you pass the throne of Pope to if not him?

Nice idea, but unfortunately it is impossible to implement.

An arrow was shot out from the Northern Wolf Legion's convoy, leaving a long tail like a meteor.

And this arrow seemed to have life. As soon as it touched Al's abdomen, it turned sharply and flew diagonally upwards, directly knocking Al out of the Shenhui City.

The archer was a serious orc woman. She threw the longbow to the subordinates beside her, then lowered her eyes and nodded, apologizing to the four forces that came to greet her.

Especially on the Theocracy side.

"I am the Chief of Staff of the Northern Wolf Army, Sharan. I am very sorry that the Commander has brought you a bad experience. Please forgive me. The Plane Border Army is here to witness the coronation of the new Pope and continue the friendship. We have no bad intentions."

Looking at the long-haired orc riding on the horse, Wyatt became somewhat interested in her.

As an army, the Plane Border Army is definitely not composed entirely of guys like Al who are keen on the use of force. Naturally, there are also smart people like Sharan.

But her intelligence, like Al's force, was tainted with too much blood. Even if she nodded and apologized now, no one dared to look down on her.

The reason behind this will bring up a question.

Why do you stand up and stop Al now? What were you doing before?
Obviously, this is also a test.

Everyone knows that the commander of the Northern Wolf Army has gone crazy from killing demons. No one would find fault with a little lunatic doing such a thing. I hope this veteran chief of staff can be more restrained. If he shows such bloody intelligence in the rear, he might fall.

After all, there is still a commander present who has been on the battlefield.

Heretics are not much friendlier than demons.

Wyatt was about to look away, but when Sharon raised her head, her eyes fell nakedly on Wyatt.

She had no intention of hiding it.

"However, what the Legion Commander just said is indeed the intention of the Plane Border Army. I hope Director Wyatt can consider it carefully. Our place of residence is always open to you."

If what Al did just now could be called nonsense, then Sharan's words at this moment could be regarded as the attitude of the plane border army.

They openly supported Wyatt's ascension to the papacy.

This is not good news for other saints.

On the contrary, it is still a huge pressure.

Plane Border Army, the Fourth Paladin Regiment, the Fourth Fallen Internment Camp.

This is the card Wyatt has put on the table now, but everyone knows that he still has many cards that have not been revealed.

The Kingdom of Mayos, the Tower of Knowledge, the Elf King's Court.

Did he get the support of the majority, or were all three willing to provide support?
This is not good news by any means.

The four holy sons and daughters present each had their own ulterior motives.

Some people don't care, some have no intention of pursuing the position of Pope, and some are under tremendous pressure.

But the only thing they had in common was that they had not expected that a disqualified quasi-holy son who had been expelled from the Theocracy more than ten years ago would undergo such a drastic change after returning to the Theocracy.

Whenever Arthur thought of this, he would have nightmares at night.

More than ten years ago, I had been living under the shadow of Wyatt and Grey.

After that, Grey died and Wyatt was expelled, and she finally lived the life she wanted.

But now it seems that the good life is gone forever.

I will probably miss the past decade or so for the rest of my life.

The plane border troops have arrived, and the announcement of the new Pope is about to begin, followed by the coronation ceremony.

To be honest, judging from the Pope's arrangement, Arthur felt that this was a show he had specially prepared for Wyatt to ascend the throne.

It doesn't matter how the scene plays out, as long as Wyatt is the protagonist, that's enough.

Arthur smiled self-deprecatingly. He looked at Wyatt in the distance. Too many eyes had already gathered on that guy. The Pope's drama had already begun.

If that were all, it would be fine. Arthur could accept the current situation.

But the only thing he couldn't accept was Wyatt's attitude now.

"Then I'll have to trouble you to close the door. I will never go there. I am not interested in the position of Pope. I only care whether there is a swimming pool in my shelter."

Wyatt had no interest in the papacy, and even if he were the chosen pope, he would not have accepted the coronation.

At that time, the Pope will have to change his successor.

This position will most likely fall to Arthur, but in Arthur's opinion, it's like following Wyatt's ass and picking up garbage to eat.

It hurts to think about it.

(End of this chapter)