Another World: The Failed Magician

Before long, the elder had walked up to Howard and saw that the other party was still expressionless.

"You don't seem surprised at all by this."

Howard gave a cold laugh.

"Why pretend to be stupid? You revealed your weakness so that I could find these saintesses, wasn't it all to get to this place?"

"Oh, it seems you know everything."

The elder's tone was as if he were joking with a friend.

"I know more than just that. Sword Saint Carolel, you don't think I won't recognize you just because you're wearing this ridiculous mask, do you?"

The elder suddenly fell silent.

Rhodes' expression turned somewhat shocked upon hearing the name.

Sword Saint Carolel was once the number one warrior in the Kingdom of Light.

This person is the idol of almost all the warriors in the Kingdom of Light God.

However, he lost to White in a competition and never recovered.

After experiencing a slump, he experienced a resurgence. Carolell not only regained his former strength but also made further progress, taking this opportunity to break through to the realm of Martial Saint.

Unfortunately, the environment on the entire continent had not yet recovered at that time, and his attempt, unsurprisingly, failed.

His aging body could no longer hold on, and after his defeat, this legendary swordsman ended his life.

At his funeral, almost all the famous warriors in the entire Kingdom of Light God attended, and Rhodes was also fortunate enough to attend the funeral along with his elders.

But how did this name, which has long since died, end up here again?

But as Rhodes watched the strange elder stand silently in place, he felt that everything Howard had said was true.

"You think you can fool me by putting on a perfect funeral? There is no such thing as a perfect lie in this world. It's just a matter of whether you're willing to believe it or not. If you hadn't started the church, everything would have been fine. But you still went down this path."

"Why do you think I went down this path? It was all because you forced me to!"

The elder's tone was somewhat angry.

"You traitor, how dare you speak to me like that? As the Pope of the Church of the God of Light! Why did you betray the God of Light?"

Howard's expression remained unchanged despite the other party's angry questioning. He calmly shifted his gaze to the 20 black-robed men who had come with the elder.

"You guys think so too?"

The 20 people fell into a brief silence.

Then a person came out and slowly took off the black robe from his head.

A stunningly beautiful face appeared, accompanied by waist-length blonde hair.

Charlotte's face was filled with disbelief when she saw the man.

"Sister Anqi, why are you here?!"

Angie also saw Charlotte, and a look of helplessness appeared on her face.

"If I could, I wouldn't want you to know any of this."

"Why!"

Angie, as the previous saint of the Church of Light, is still the youngest cardinal.

He used to be Charlotte's idol.

Charlotte couldn't understand why the other person was in the group of elders.

“There’s nothing we can do. Your grandfather betrayed the faith. He built this tomb so that the sleeping God of Light can’t absorb the faith of the believers. He betrayed the entire church.”

Charlotte looked at her grandfather with some surprise.

After Angie finished speaking, everyone else took off their black robes, revealing them to be high-ranking members of the God of Light Church.

Four out of the five cardinals, whose status is second only to the Pope, attended the event.