Novel & Cerita I Became The Pope Now What

This was the only one who could be him, right? Just as I thought so, Willie shook his head slightly and whispered to me, "No, he's not. He is the Pope of the Moon Church, a representative who comes out as the King." This old man was the Pope, representing the king? What a strange rule! Could it be that the king had lived for tens of thousands of years so he was too old to get up and had to specially find another one with a similar image as a spokesman?

He was almost bald, but it was fitting. "Are you sent by-" the pope said. "Yes. And no." "If you kill me now, the whole foundation of the Roman Catholic Church will be put to an end. All our sacrifices. All our efforts. All our deeds." "You talk as if you are an institution?" he laughed. "I humble myself in front of God." "No, you humble yourself in front of the real God." "Who is the real God for you?" "You are too talkative. How verbose for a dying man to ask me trivial questions!"

"You five shall be the core force of the church. Work hard at spreading the word of your church. Meanwhile, I shall be heading back to Dasha." "Are you going to leave now, Your Holiness?" Karl seemed a little reluctant. Wilbur said, "I have other things to attend to, and the church doesn't seem to be in any danger right now. I'm sure the Church of Holy Illuminati won't give us any trouble anytime soon. You just need to work on our growth slowly and steadily. I'll come back to see you when I have the time." Everyone had no choice but to nod in agreement. After all, Wilbur was now the Pope, and his word was sacred.

The moment his boot stepped on the threshold, the pope didn’t waste time and called for him in. “Your Grace, a good day to you, ” Marcus greeted, kissing his holy ring thereafter. It wasn’t a hard task even though they were separated by the office desk. “In nomine Patris et Filii et Spiritus Sancti. Amen. God bless you, my son, ” the pope stated, gesturing for him to sit after making a sign of the cross in the air. Marcus did so, choosing to relax in a cushioned chair and eyed his leader with great attention. “You have called for me?” he stated, concerned as to its reason.

"Let's go inside." After a few seconds, both of them appeared inside the cathedral. Minerva glanced around her as she saw large mosaics. Moreover, the interior was built with white and gold that looked simple, but extravagant. Right in the center, there stood a beautiful tall woman that was dressed in a white long robe. Furthermore, she had a white veil on her head and a scepter on her right hand. "That's Winter," her father said, "The Pope of this generation." Minerva was astonished by her father's words. What?! That beautiful tall woman was the famed Pope?!

"Just the ones who would have caused problems later. The rest will join my new organization or find other employment. Think of it as the same organization, except I will be absorbing it into something larger. Our trade routes will expanded past Europe now." "This is madness," the Pope said. "You've destroyed everything I've built!" "I've improved it," Evan corrected. "The Church was weak under your leadership. Too cautious, too traditional. Under my control, it will become something much more powerful." One of Evan's men brought over a metal box. It was about the size of a briefcase, with electronic locks and a fingerprint scanner. "What is that?" the Pope asked. "The future," Evan said. He

Note: The term Pope will now be regarded as Saint from this chapter onwards The saint woke up in cold sweat. It had been two weeks since he had witnessed the chaos that his false prophecy brought. He thought it would help the royal family, but look at where it had brought them. The King would not even accept his request for an audience. And one week from now, King Adhler will be officially crowned. What will happen then? Will he oppress the temple too? Will he seek revenge for the death of his brother?

he said calmly, twirling the baton. "Now, I will ask one more time. Do you know me?" he asked again, his expression blank. "Yes" they muttered begrudgingly. "Who am I?" he smirked, awaiting their response. "The Pope" they replied. He exhaled and nodded. "Exactly. So that means you must have heard about me and what happens to those I consider my enemies" he continued. "We are not scared of you, Pope or whatever it is you call yourself" one of them fired.

LOCATION : OFFICE OF THE POPE, NEW VATICAN TIME : 11:11PM DATE : 20TH FEBRUARY, 2077AD. Pope John is seen staring out the massive window at the back of his office, his gaze moved from the beautiful buildings that made up New Vatican to the starry skies above with several thoughts running through his head, he seems a bit uneasy with his hands placed behind his back and his face hung with a solemn expression on it. A knock is heard at the door and a response is given for whomever it was to come in after which the door knob is turned and Kirei walks in.

Chris scolded Satio, who had pulled him immediately he had called Lena inside. Now Lena was gone. “She was with that spin man, so don’t fucking go near her,” he scolded, and Chris snorted. “She is my girlfriend; I have every right to go after her.” “You don’t get it; she just spoke with the pope right now. Do you know who a pope is?” Satio scolded, and Chris was confused. Wasn't a pope the head of the catholic church? “Yeah…yeah…he is the head of the mafia.”