It was not that the pope did not know Angela's feelings for Walter.

His own daughter had grown up. What could be hidden from the Pope's eyes?

Angela's mother died in childbirth while giving birth to her.

Thus, the pope was both a father and a mother. He raised Angela from a young age. It was inevitable that he would dote on her.

This also resulted in Angela's lawless character.

In the Holy See, with the pope around, no one dared to go against Angela's wishes.

In order to protect her, the pope even arranged for her to be a Saintess.

However, he could not protect her for a lifetime.

There would always be times when he could not take care of her.

Perhaps this was bad karma. Angela only participated in an ordinary trial, but this time, something happened.

Walter saved Angela and planted a seed in her heart.

From then on, in Angela's eyes, Walter was like a ray of light.

A ray of light that saved the world.

Angela was mischievous and willful. As long as she wanted something, there was never anything she could not get.

Nonetheless, her nature was not bad.

She would not forget what she could not get, but she would not use malicious means to gain it.

Angela had always wanted Walter's attention, and she had even been very active in front of him.

However, Walter never had Angela in his eyes.

As a father, the pope was happy and angry.

He was happy that a person like Walter was destined to be extraordinary in his life.

However, being his woman was too dangerous.

The pope was angry that Walter looked down at his daughter.

She was the daughter of the pope in Pangaea's strongest church, the Saintess of the Supreme God Church.

'You're just a prince in the secular world. What right do you have to look down on my daughter?'

The pope was indignant. He had been holding a grudge against Walter.

Every time Angela saw Walter, her eyes would light up like a little fangirl.

She would take the initiative to talk to him, bring him tea and water, steal his precious wine, and accidentally pour the dowry into Walter's cup.

All these things made the pope feel pain in his heart when he saw them.

A grown woman could not be bounded!

However, things have changed.

As the saying goes, whatever you're afraid of would come true.

Angela secretly ran to the Imperial City of Houston. Of course, she could not hide from the pope.

Judging from Walter's usual attitude toward Angela, nothing else would have happened.

At most, his beloved Angela would have suffered a little.

Although the pope was angry, he was happy to see it, so he did not forcefully call Angela back.

Of course, the pope was not omniscient.

The pope did not know that Walter had almost cut off Angela's head with his sword.

Otherwise, he would have gone after Walter with his hammer.

This time, Angela came back quickly.

Before the pope could be happy, Walter had sent Hydra over.

He was wondering why Walter suddenly went after Hydra.

Hydra was not someone to mess with.

Before this, even if the Supreme God had personally descended, he might not have been able to kill it with 100% certainty.

At the moment, Walter had used some unknown method to actually kill Hydra and even handed its corpse over to the Holy See.

He did not even touch the Dragon Crystals.

Seeing Angela's excited look, the pope's heart thumped.

An ominous premonition appeared in his heart.

"Angela, tell me the truth. Did Walter challenge Hydra because of you?"

"Yes!"

Angela lowered her head shyly and responded softly through her nose.

"It turned out to be true, that bastard!"

"Angela is still a child, how could you do it?!"

The pope felt his head became heavy and his legs became numb. His blood pressure was like a volcano erupting, directly rising up.

"Brother Walter actually killed the powerful Hydra for me. I'm really too touched."

Angela did not seem to notice the pope's reaction. She was still immersed in her beautiful fantasy...

"No, shut up."

"I won't agree."

The pope stood up angrily. He did not know where the Codex that represented the Supreme God had gone.

He had originally called the Silver Hand and the Inquisitor over to discuss Walter's matter.

Since he had received Angela's provocation, his thoughts were very clear.

'I must not let this Walter fellow have it easy.'

'He came to my house with a bunch of cabbages. He's simply lawless. I must teach him a lesson.'

"It's not like you're the one marrying Brother Walter. There's no need for you to agree."

Angela did not care about the pope's anger at all. She directly turned around and ignored him.

"You..."

The pope was so angry that his entire body was trembling. He could not say a word with his finger on Angela.

'She's my biological daughter, my biological daughter...'

He kept chanting in his heart. At the same time, he cast three High-Level Recovery Spells on himself. His chest, which had almost exploded, finally regained its calm.

The old man, who could cause the entire continent to tremble with a stomp of his feet, finally realized the dangers of the world.

Even the noble and honorable pope was not invulnerable.

As long as one could grab hold of Angela, he did not even need to personally deal with the pope.

The pope looked at Angela's beautiful back and had a feeling in his heart.

The battle with Walter had yet to begin, but he had already lost.

Lordaeron, the Imperial City.

Another old man who could also cause the continent to tremble with a stomp of his feet had the same expression as the pope.

The person who caused all this happened to be the same man.

Walter.

"Prodigal son!"

"You are simply a disgrace to the Kane family. How could I give birth to a prodigal like you!"

"I'm so angry! I'm so angry!"

The old king pointed at Walter and cursed loudly, without the grace of a gentleman at all.

In the past, even if the army of the Empire had already reached the foot of the Houston Imperial City, and even the arrows had been shot at the city gates, the old king had never once frowned.

The grace of a gentleman was even more important to him than his life.

It was for this reason that the old king was praised as a born gentleman, the pride of a noble.

In front of a gentleman's demeanor, life was not worth mentioning.

However, this born gentleman was no different from the gangsters and hooligans on the streets at this moment.

His hair was disheveled, and spittle flew everywhere. His fingers almost poked Walter's face.

All kinds of profanities flew out of his mouth as if he wanted to pour out all the profanities in his life at this moment.

He cursed so fiercely that white foam appeared at the corner of his mouth without even realizing it.

The gentlemanly demeanor that he had accumulated over the years was completely gone, not even a shadow was left.

The root cause of all this was that the old king knew that Walter had thrown Hydra's corpse at the church's entrance.

To the Supreme God, this was the corpse of a Super-Class Magical Beast.

This was not just Walter's glory. It was an honor that the Kane family had never had before.

Even if they just chopped off Hydra's head, dried it, and hung it on the wall, the Kane family's glory would last for ten thousand years.