Quick Transmigration: After Fake Death, All the Protagonists I Flirted With Went Crazy

"Oh, it's you. You used to struggle to stop an orca, and now you're the Pope."

Being remembered by Gu Yao clearly excited the Pope, who took two steps forward and wanted to grab the young man's hand, wishing he could have a long-awaited reunion.

Ryan turned around in astonishment upon hearing this, his face clearly conveying a question.

You actually know him??

Gu Yao felt the puppy was about to explode, so he reached out and patted Ryan's hand. He looked at the Pope in front of him with a calm gaze, as if the person in front of him was not an old acquaintance but a stranger. "Is there something you need?"

Ryan was extremely pleased with this obviously biased behavior. He stepped back to Gu Yao's side and grabbed the young man's sleeve as if showing off. Gu Yao just glanced at him but did not say anything to stop him.

Although she didn't say anything, her favoritism was already extreme.

The Pope looked at the two's intimate posture with some shock and surprise. The way the boy inadvertently drew the other into his territory already indicated their relationship.

The Pope shook his head and said nothing more.

He tactfully stepped back, the fervor in his eyes subsiding, but he remained respectful, bowing his head before the young man, "Naturally, I am no match for you, sir."

He had just become a high-level mage when he encountered this person while sailing at sea.

He looked exactly the same back then, and he hasn't changed at all now.

Take another look at yourself.

A sense of melancholy arose in the Pope's heart for no apparent reason.

Gu Yao nodded, but felt somewhat irritated.

Originally, he thought the little brat wanted to start consolidating his power in the church first. If he couldn't handle it, he could secretly kill the pope.

Turns out, it's someone I know. What a hassle.

Gu Yao clicked his tongue lightly, looking at the respectful person in front of him with some impatience.

The Pope didn't seem to care much, but turned to look at Ryan.

This is the Holy Prince whose magic is the purest in the empire in a century.

His gaze casually swept between the two of them, and he began to make a decision about the matter that had been lingering in his mind.

With this lord here, no one in the capital can touch Ryan.

Then he can confidently hand over his position.

Seeing Gu Yao's displeased expression, the Pope was somewhat puzzled, but wisely remained silent.

Having just been taught a lesson, Aiken felt as disgusted as if he had swallowed a thousand flies.

But their gazes fell on the handsome young man, filled with apprehension.

The banquet began, but the main character of the banquet did not appear.

A banquet that should have been tense and confrontational came to an abrupt end at its climax.

Gu Yao narrowed his eyes, raised his gaze, and met the eyes of the old man in the wheelchair.

Skinny and bony, emaciated.

His situation was even more dire than the Pope's.

Sitting in his wheelchair, looking down at everyone in the banquet hall, he resembled a proud god scrutinizing his followers.

To Gu Yao, however, he appeared outwardly strong but inwardly weak, more like an old lion struggling to maintain its dignity.

He glanced at it and then looked away.

With just one glance, he knew that this person wouldn't live more than two months.

The capital city is about to descend into chaos.

Gu Yao straightened up.

Finally, I can stretch my muscles a bit.

***

On the way back to the church, Gu Yao looked helplessly at the people following him closely behind, "Are your human popes so free?"

Ryan suddenly tightened his grip on Gu Yao's hand.

He looked at the aged pope before him, his gaze filled with hostility.

Does this person know that Sarsis is a mermaid?

What does he want to do?

Could this be one of Salsis's extramarital affairs?

Ryan's gaze toward the Pope began to turn strange.

The boy reached out and pulled the person closer to him, bringing the two of them closer together.

The Pope stroked his beard, chuckled softly, and looked down at the two men's clasped hands. "Did you come to the capital for Ryan?"

Before Gu Yao could speak, Ryan exploded, "Of course the master came for me!"

The boy's voice was urgent and loud, as if he wanted to prove something.

Gu Yao could clearly feel that the hand gripping him was very strong, as if it wanted to tie him to its body.

Ryan reached out and grabbed the person beside him, staring at the Pope with the eyes of an uninvited guest invading his territory, ready to fight him at any moment.

Gu Yao sighed and patted the little boy's shoulder, signaling him to let go of him.

Ryan let go of Gu Yao with a pitiful expression, but still clung to him affectionately.

Seeing the intimacy between the two, the Pope's smile widened. He turned to Ryan and said, "Son of God, would you like to come with me for a moment?"

Ryan frowned, unable to understand what the old man in front of him wanted to do.

"I have no ill intentions."

Gu Yao patted the child's hand on his shoulder. "Go on."

After a moment's thought, Gu Yao roughly figured out what the person in front of him wanted to do.

Riding the wave of opportunity.

very smart.

Preserving the Church, he is a qualified pope.

Watching the two figures walk towards the Papal Palace, Gu Yao turned and headed towards the Holy Son's Palace.

He felt that he and his little one would be moving soon.

With a swaying gait, Gu Yao slowly walked back.

To be fair, there's a reason why the Pope has been able to remain Pope for so many years.

He single-handedly suppressed all dissenting voices and propelled Ryan, the Holy Son who had only returned to the capital a few months prior, to the position of Pope.

This way, Gu Yao won't have to lift a finger.

Gu Yao looked at the group of middle-aged men who were as obedient as quails, pursed his lips, and felt a little regretful.

The most satisfying thing is probably beating someone up.

I never expected the change of government in this church to be so peaceful.

The parasite that had just come back to life after doing sit-ups lay back down in an instant.

The little brat's life after becoming the Pope doesn't seem to be any different.

I'm just busier now.

Because I'm busier now.

The hot-blooded young man would have sex about once every two weeks or once a month, and each time he would torment Gu Yao terribly.

Gu Yao, who was lying lazily in the greenhouse, shielded his head from the sunlight.

That old emperor probably only has less than a month left to live.

It seems the problem will be resolved soon.

Gu Yao was getting impatient.

He's waiting for those princes to cause trouble together.

Don't let him down.