Metal raindrops

"The more the Church supports me, the more it proves I have done the right thing. The more the heretics oppose me, the more it proves I have done the right thing."
"Even when heretics praise me, it further proves I'm right. If heretics stay silent, it shows I have done impeccably!"
"If the Church opposes me, it means they have all fallen into evil heresy, and the more heretics oppose me, the more it proves I have done the right thing."
In the year 681, An Su was crowned the youngest Pope in the history of the Church. During his speech, he provided important guidance for the forthcoming de-divination work, emphasizing:
"Now that both the Church and the heretics oppose me, it precisely shows I am on an exceedingly correct path!"
...
The year 685.
"It is not that the Evil God cannot be summoned, but that choosing him to take the stage is more cost-effective."
Such was the assessment of the former holy woman of the demons, Yage Silvia.
This statement, once made, instantly attracted attention from all sectors of society—the extensive documentary "The Legend of Pope An Su" continues to broadcast for you.
——
This is a story of a top-tier heretical player speedrunning through a fantasy world.

The more they oppose, the more it shows that I am doing the right thing

——"From beginning to end, it's only you who have enjoyed this yourself."


But it wasn't just the indifferent smile that vanished, also gone was the glimmer in her silver-white eyes, the slight furrow of her brows, and the graceful demeanor portrayed through her smile, eyes, and eyebrow tips.


That early spring snow, or the late spring evening flowers, that pure, fragile, and melancholic atmosphere, changed seasons in an instant.


There was no other reason, she simply felt the game was no longer fun.


No longer interesting. She simply did not want to continue playing.


Or rather, Cersei Milton, no longer wanted to continue this boring and tedious role-playing, nor continue this time-wasting 'tea party'.


After removing her smile, Princess Cersei had no extra expression.


Only her white eyes, suddenly tainted with the golden hue of the golden kite flower, stood out starkly in the dusk of the Chaotic Church Nation.


Chapter 381: Pulling Each Other's Hair! (5600)