"You…" Hearing Lathel scolding him, Boka angrily wanted to say something; however, Lathel’s words rang out again, interrupting his words.

"Ah! So you are stupid enough to believe that everyone here will believe your words?" Lathel laughed contemptuously: "It is correct to say that you are stupid or naive."

Lathel’s words made Boka angry, but he didn’t know how to refute.

In fact, Lathel used to run a company before; although it wasn’t big, he had encountered many problems.

He really didn’t understand politics, but he was not stupid either. He’s failed at the negotiating table, but he’s also won gloriously.

Lathel felt that the nobles here almost solely focused on cultivation, so their perspective on politics and negotiation issues was also narrowed.

It’s not their fault; after all, in this world, whoever is stronger has more say. That’s why everyone focuses on increasing their power, and they pay little attention to other matters.

In fact, he did not look down on this weakness; after all, each world had its own characteristics.

If he were a resident of this world, he would probably be like everyone else, trying to increase his strength as much as possible.

But in this world there are still outstanding people, for example, Queen Catheryne, who is beautiful, intelligent, and extremely strong.

That’s why she was able to transform this small kingdom into a giant empire that everyone feared.

Boka was angry; he turned towards Catheryne, bowed his head, and said: "Your Majesty, I feel that this brat doesn’t know rules and manners; leaving him here will dirty this place."

"That’s why…"

"Do you have any say here?" Catheryne spoke, her voice so cold it scared Boka.

Suddenly, Boka felt something; he hugged his right hand while screaming miserably: "AAA!!! My hand... my hand..."

His arm suddenly started smoking like a piece of meat being grilled. It turned red, then black like a lump of coal.

His arm was burned to ashes, disintegrated, and fell to the ground.

However, no one saw any flames, nor did they feel any sudden increase in temperature throughout the process.

Everyone only saw Boka’s right arm suddenly burn to ashes, as if an invisible fire had done it.

Boka hugged his armless shoulder while rolling on the ground like a snake that had been splashed with salt water.

"Noisy!" As soon as Catheryne finished speaking, two royal guards immediately appeared and took Boka away.

Lathel didn’t know where they were taking Boka, but he knew… Boka’s end would definitely be terrible.

He wiped his sweat, feeling that he had underestimated Catheryne. Just now he had thought that in politics, even if he knew the other party was a spy, it would be difficult to eliminate that person.

But he thought wrong; Catheryne was an exception, no, maybe… His thinking has always been wrong.

As long as you have enough power, you are a god; you can do whatever you want, and no one can stop you.

"Good! The fly is gone…" Catheryne propped her chin up and lazily said, "Lathel, continue."

Lathel: "..."

What can I say?

The other party was also dragged away; what can I refute now?

Catheryne seemed to know what Lathel was thinking and said softly: "Tell me… how should I deal with Ikarys?"

Hearing this, Lumiana also looked towards Lathel; her gaze did not carry any emotion, but he could feel the threat coming from that gaze.

He was afraid that if he made one of the two most powerful women here uncomfortable, his life would definitely end right here.

"Don’t worry…" Catheryne continued, "I’m here; even if the Pope of the Church wants to kill you, you’ll be safe."

"Hahahaha…" Lumiana covered her mouth and laughed lightly: "Do you think I am such a bad person, Your Majesty?"

"Ah! Did I think wrong of you?"

"That’s right, I represent the Church, bestowing love upon all living beings in this world. How could I be someone who would kill others so easily?" Lumiana said softly.

Catheryne snorted in disdain and said nothing more; she just used one hand to support her head while lazily looking at Lathel.

Lathel took a deep breath; he felt the terrifying murderous aura of those two women surrounding him, making him feel a bit suffocated.

However…

Lathel clenched his fists, not wanting to back down. He just wanted a peaceful life; however, the male protagonists around him did not allow him to do so.

If so, he could no longer give in; he could no longer retreat.

He… needed to resist, needed to seize the opportunity to destroy all the male leads.

Only by doing so can one have a peaceful life without having to worry about anything.

Of course, he only wants to destroy the male leads who have become his enemies; as for those who are kind and friendly by nature, he can still be friends with them.

However, with Ikarys it is different.

Lathel sighed, looked towards Lumiana, and asked: "Pope, may I ask a question…"

"I would be happy to answer," Lumiana replied softly.

Although she was very polite, her voice was extremely gentle, like the sound of wind chimes. But… Everyone here could feel the murderous aura radiating from her.

Lathel shuddered but still tried to calmly speak: "Pope, Ikarys is your Holy Son, so… what criteria did you use to choose your Holy Son?"

Lumiana was a bit surprised when she heard that, but still answered honestly: "This isn’t a secret anyway, so it’s okay if everyone hears it."

"There are three criteria for choosing a Holy Son: first, he must be loyal to the Church. Second, he must have extremely high talent and potential."

"And… the third criterion is to become a light, to become a good symbol of the Church."

Lathel smiled upon hearing this, feeling that victory was more than 50% in his hands.

Ikarys knelt on the ground; seeing Lathel’s smile, he was startled, but he thought that with the Pope here, even if Lathel and Catheryne wanted to kill him, it would be meaningless.

Lathel laughed and said, "So… what if a Holy Son violates one of those three?"

"Remove his position, expel him from the Church." Lumiana immediately replied: "Or worse… kill him as a warning to others."

Lathel nodded and said: "So… I want to ask one thing… Ikarys committed all those mistakes, what kind of punishment should he receive?"

"That…" Lumiana frowned; she knew this would happen the moment Lathel asked her his question. However, she couldn’t let the Holy Son die here either.

The Church’s honor was all concentrated on Ikarys. Because she expected him to be the next Pope, after which she could step back and rest, she built him up to be extremely dazzling.

However, she could not have expected that Ikarys, upon entering the ’Challenge Space’, would have a completely different expression from what he had shown when he was in the church.

She was disappointed, discouraged… It seemed Lumiana had no hope for Ikarys.

But since she built his reputation, making him almost the next Pope, she had to try to protect him.

"Lathel, I know you are dissatisfied with what he did." Lumiana sighed and said, "However, we are all human after all, and as humans, we sometimes make mistakes."

"I think… as long as we give him a chance to change, he will definitely become a better person. I even hope that you and he will become good friends."

Lathel: "..."

Good friends? Are you crazy? There is a limit to stupidity, or do you think I’m stupid enough to believe a word you say?

Ikarys heard that and laughed contemptuously; his face was beaten to the point of being deformed, but he still tried to smile triumphantly.

Lathel saw that smile and was not angry, he looked towards Lumiana and softly said: "That’s right, I agree with you that… humans all make mistakes; no one is omnipotent."

"However… Ikarys is not making a mistake, but rather he is living true to his true nature."

"What do you mean…" Lumiana frowned, feeling a little confused.

"My meaning is clear," Lathel said with a smile. "First, he is not loyal to the Church."

"If he was truly loyal to the Church, then he wouldn’t have abandoned the Holy Maiden in times of danger. A true Holy Son must be someone who is not afraid of death and bravely saves others in times of danger."

"However, when faced with danger, he is willing to abandon others in exchange for his own safety, and that person is your Holy Maiden."

"Second, does he have extremely high potential? If so, then when he met the Demon Lord, why did he run away instead of fighting bravely?

"Third, he is so cowardly and selfish; how can he be a symbol of the Church? Therefore, please ask the Pope to explain and give me a reason to forgive him."

Lumiana frowned, feeling that Lathel was too smart. What Lathel said was hard to refute because the entire process of the Geniuses participating in the challenge was observed by everyone.

Besides, if Lathel made a decision about Ikarys, Lumiana would probably have an easier time refuting it.

However, he gave her the decision, which put her in a situation where she could neither advance nor retreat.

If she decides to spare or defend Ikarys, then the honor and dignity of the Church will be laughed at by others.

They would think she was trying to protect a coward and a weakling. Moreover, Ikarys could not be the next Pope.

But… if she punishes Ikarys, the Church’s honor will also collapse. A Holy Son who commits such terrible mistakes is not worthy of being a Holy Son.

After punishing Ikarys, people would also think that if the Church could not train a good Holy Son, how could he be a shining example for the Church’s followers?

Because of that, Lumiana could only remain silent at this moment, not knowing how to respond to Lathel.

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