"How strong can the Pope be? Whether he can survive and emerge from a Ninth-order Doomsday Shadow World is another matter. Even if he does make it out, it'll be many years from now. By then, it might as well be the second season, and the whole North and South Continent will have changed hands. New Ninth-order beings will be born, and I'll just find a Ninth-order backing, so I won't have to fear the Pope."
He was almost itching to try as he spoke.
Abigail, standing by, got goosebumps, her teeth grinding audibly.
While Lanci was causing trouble outside, she shivered at home.
If she could ever reach Eighth-order, the first Bishop she would want to kill was Tolyado.
While they were chatting,
the air in the mansion suddenly tensed, and the scenery near the sofa gradually became unstable.
"Oh, what do we have here? Another person?"
Tolyado felt a ripple in the space, and only then did he realize there was another life form separated within an independent space in the room.