The cold steel of the drawn sword filled the church with an icy aura.

Alice's gaze suddenly turned dark as she said with a stern face, "Your Majesty, what do you mean by this?"

"For the people of the empire and its future, I must bring you back to the right path," Charles II declared, thrusting his sword at the goblin.

However, he was taken aback.

Alice caught the royal sword with her bare hand, blood dripping onto the floor.

"Alice, you!"

Charles II was heartbroken, but his resolve to eliminate the goblin only grew stronger.

Suddenly!

A flash of cold light!

Alice had drawn her sword and was thrusting it towards Charles II, the icy blade stopping just a centimeter from his neck.

The atmosphere became tense.

King Lionheart's strength was around five thousand, yet he couldn't bring himself to strike at Alice.

"Your Majesty, do you want me to never be forgiven? Why must even you treat me this way?"

Alice Nia raised her tear-streaked face.

Seeing this, Charles II dropped his sword and walked out helplessly.@@novelbin@@

As he passed by the Holy Mother at the door, he said heavily, "Please, call for the Cardinal."

The Cardinal, usually dressed in a red monk's robe, held a position second only to the High Pope, with strength far surpassing that of the Holy Temple Guards. He was also a potential candidate for the papacy.

The Holy Mother sighed and went to fetch him.

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