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Chapter 124 I want to compete with you in healing skills

I imprisoned you to explain that I was not the one who killed your father?

Listen, this is such a niche word.

I don't know whether Catherine Hainlett believes it or not, but Ron doesn't believe it anyway.

Without caring about the fact that Miss Wang always couldn't escape the "imprisonment paly" in his heart, Ron raised his chin and looked at the person who came.

Before he could raise his guard and ask, he suddenly heard the person in front of him ask back, seemingly to himself:

"Who am I?"

Immediately, his handsome face showed a bit of desolation, and he said with great emotion:
"It's been a long time since anyone asked me this question."

Who asked you!

What? Did you also get shot in the knee and have been holding feces for three days and three nights?
Before Ron's imagination could unfold, he suddenly saw holy light falling from the sky like a spotlight, gently draping over the mysterious man's head and shoulders.

In the air, petals formed by light condensed from light floated in the wind. The petals accidentally fell on Ron's nose, bringing a burst of warmth that dispelled the cold.

The young archbishop in white had a warm smile on his face and stood gracefully and calmly, like a perfect sculpture.

There was still a spotlight above his head, making him stand out from the surroundings.

Feeling that his unique temperament attracted everyone's attention, Coster held his hands to his chest and said loudly:
"My name has long been erased by time, and only legends remain, trembling between the lips of fools."

In an instant, the entire Hainlet Castle fell silent, including the saints of the Holy See and the investigators of the Stardust Society. The two sides who had just been confronting each other actually shrank their necks at the same time.

Good, that’s awesome!
Hearing this, Ron's expression became solemn, and he felt that the person in front of him was terrifyingly powerful.

He didn't know why, but whenever he saw the other person, he would get goose bumps all over his body, and his round toes hidden in his shoes and socks couldn't help but tap back and forth.

The blond boy knew that this was the aura and pressure from a strong man!

Even Olivia can't reach such a level!
"He's Gabe Coster." Catherine said with a tense face, pulling Ron's sleeve.

It was him.

Gabe Coster, the white-robed archbishop of the Holy See stationed in the capital, known as "God's Right Hand"!
Although Ron had some guesses in his mind, he didn't expect it to be true.

This was different from the imaginary enemy in his mind.

In Ron's imagination, his enemy should be a kind-looking old man, or at least a middle-aged man with a serious and old-fashioned expression.

But what the hell is this thing in front of me?

However, as a kind-hearted person who practices the Holy Light, seeing that the other party was alone and no one paid attention to him, Ron decided to pay attention to him:
"You killed the king?"

"No."

Coster looked indifferent.

"You didn't kill him, why do you want to explain?"

"I"

The cardinal in white was slightly stunned and was speechless.

Is this the horror of the "Holy Pillar"?

Just one sentence caused such a perfect self to have a stain that can never be washed away.

You truly are my formidable rival for the title of "Perfect Person"!

Thinking of this, Coster stared intently at the young man who was even more handsome than him, waved his hand gracefully and smiled:

"Everyone in the Stardust Society, I am deeply saddened by the tragedy that befell the royal family.

"But the most important thing now is to confirm the new king."

Faintly, there seemed to be a strong smell of gunpowder in the air. Perhaps only a spark would set off the entire Hainlet Fort.

This is the main conflict between the two sides.

One side supports the princess, the other side supports the prince.

The king's sudden death and the Vatican's breaking of the sacred covenant established 1369 years ago caught everyone by surprise. In other words, the old rules no longer applied. Even if the king truly died as a result of "fatherly love and filial piety" or assassination by the Vatican, it would have no impact on the current situation.

At this moment, the most important thing is the throne.

As for the throne, it is a competition of who has the stronger fist, who has more say, and who can get more support from the ministers of the kingdom.

The reality is bloody and cruel. The royal family, having lost the "legendary" strongman, is destined to be divided up by wolves, insects, tigers and leopards.

Compared to Lyle Hainlet's collusion with the Vatican, Miss Wang's behavior cannot be said to be exactly the same, but it can be said to be no different.

The only difference is that she can promise benefits, but she does not want the royal family to be anyone's puppet.

The new king?
Ron narrowed his eyes slightly. He didn't expect "Xiao You" to be so direct. Under the glaring spotlight, he said without giving in:

"Mr. Coster, the king did not leave any will for Lyle Hainlet to inherit. According to the long-standing rules, the throne will be inherited by the eldest son or daughter."

"Besides, this is a royal family matter. The Holy See is interfering here. Is it trying to overthrow the entire Oran Kingdom?"

Faced with such accusations, Coaster did not take his eyes off Ron for a moment, but instead began a series of intense imagination.

What does he want to do?
Faintly, the white-robed archbishop seemed to understand the meaning of the powerful man opposite him.

Just now, Ron first gave him an indelible stain, and then put himself in trouble with such harsh words.

This is undoubtedly exacerbating the conflict, but judging by the kind character shown by the "Holy Pillar", what he is doing now is obviously contrary to what he did before.

Isn't he afraid that all his men will die?

As his eyes swept over the faces of the saints and the tense bodies of the Stardust operators, Coster had an epiphany.

My subordinates are just trying to make a living, there is no need for them to become victims of useless fights.

Victory or defeat does not depend on these people, but on yourself and the man in front of you.

You are worthy of being called the Holy Pillar. I really underestimated you before!

"Holy Pillar, I recognize you."

"You are worthy of being my enemy!"

Suddenly, the white-robed archbishop under the spotlight shouted loudly. In the astonished eyes of everyone, he stepped forward step by step, pointed at Ron and said:

"Ron Griffith, I challenge you!"

"As long as you defeat me, I will step back and let you see the remains of Kaiton III."

"As for who will inherit the throne, the Church will no longer interfere. Whoever can resonate with the Temple will be the new king!"

Unexpectedly open and aboveboard!
Ron was stunned when he heard this, but considering the current situation, this was an opportunity.

"What if I lose?" the boy asked seriously.

"If you lose or don't dare to compete with me, then please return. Lyle Hainlet will become the new king."

The spotlight above the white cardinal's head became brighter.

Faced with this half-step legend challenge, Ron was not panicked, but instead kept calculating the probability of victory.

He has his own support, which is the magic amulet of the first president.

"What do you want to compete in?" The blond boy smiled confidently.

When Coster saw this scene, alarm bells rang in his heart and he remembered the identity of the person in front of him.

He thought about it again and again, and finally came up with a good idea.

"Since you also practice Holy Light, then for the sake of fairness and justice, I will compete with you in Holy Light Healing!"

"There are criminals being tortured in the kingdom's prisons. Whoever can first cleanse their sins and heal their wounds will win."

This is a contest of who is the perfect person, and I will definitely win!

(End of this chapter)