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Chapter 1058 - 765: Sigrid Makes a Grand Entrance



Chapter 1058 - 765: Sigrid Makes a Grand Entrance

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If there were such a timeline,

Suppose this is the real historical line.

The Polante Empire reached its peak after a fortuitous victory as if aided by heaven.

The era of peace had arrived.

All promises were fulfilled.

But the heart of Black Sun Lankros seemed to shatter.

No one knew what irreplaceable treasures he had lost in those years.

Or perhaps he knew his life was coming to an end and didn’t want those around him to suffer the same punishment named love.

Thus, he estranged himself from Siegler.

Though only dozens of miles apart, he hadn’t seen her for years.

He planned to die alone and let time bury him.

In the Saint Polante Papal Hall, within the Throne Hall,

Lanci listened to the Grand Justice Elm’s answer, relieved.

As Calila’s letter had said, Siegler was indeed brought back to the Polante Empire.

Hearing she was safe was better than anything.

"I want to see her,"

Lanci told Elm.

"Your Holiness, please follow me,"

The black-robed Grand Justice Elm said, his voice restraining excitement and eagerness.

Although the news of the Pope’s health was not optimistic, the change in the Pope’s disposition brought him solace.

Dying without regrets was better than living in agony.

Elm sincerely thought so.

After getting off the carriage, Lanci was greeted by an elderly woman Priest in plain but neat attire.

"Pope Your Holiness, it’s quite a surprise that you would come to a place like ours, I’m sorry we didn’t have time to prepare."

The other party seemed shocked by the Pope’s arrival.

When Grand Justice Elm had informed them, they were a bit incredulous.

To think the Pope really came.

"It’s okay, I just decided to come on a whim,"

Lanci replied casually, nodding, and he followed the elderly woman Priest through the gate of the church,

"May I please see Sister Siegler?"

he asked.

"Siegler is here, she’s always been a good child. Starting at the age of ten, she braved the winter to work and earn money for the church and the orphanage that was in poverty at the time,"

the elderly woman Priest replied, slightly quickening her pace, leading the Pope toward the interior of the church building.

Along both sides of the corridor were hung the immature paintings of children.

Among them were even a few letters, the writing twisted and ugly, but they had been preserved very well.

At the end of the corridor was an arched door.

"I will take my leave now, Your Holiness."

The elderly woman Priest bowed.

"Okay, see you in a bit."

Lanci nodded in acknowledgment, watching the elderly woman Priest depart.

He pushed open the arched door, and was greeted by the faint scent of candles from within the Holy Temple.

Behind the chapel was a high Altar, with the Statue of Goddess of Fate under the Rose Window looking compassionate and resolute.

Neat rows of benches lined both sides, with a red carpet leading to the Preaching Stage at the end of the chapel.

In front of the Divine Statue, Lanci saw a light-haired nun devoutly praying to the Goddess.

She had soft long hair draped over her shoulders, wearing a close-fitting white nun’s robe, edged with silver lace, and a Trinity Holy Pattern purple ribbon tied around her waist.

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