Chapter 702: Watch me do the classic anime move
Yeah; there was no way this old man didn’t know Vashakin.
Whether or not they had ever faced each other did not matter. Vashakin was the only priest receiving the blessing from the Goddess, and he managed to receive it after they sealed the Goddess.
Jin was also a product of the Goddess’s emergency measure, but he was a different case. He was not native to this world and could easily be manipulated. Why would they be wary of him when they could control him instead? That was why they still tried to rope him half an hour ago.
Conversely, Vashakin who was part of the group going against the ruling power of the church would be a thorn for the Pope. Quite literally too, since Vashakin meant ’the thorn of light’--in a sense that he would be the thorn to the Goddess’s enemies.
Quite poetic, huh?
Naturally, Vashakin was the biggest thorn in the old man’s vision. I had no idea if he knew about Vashakin’s death, but the fact he still couldn’t find the Templar’s hideout must have been nagging his mind like the hot side of a pillow.
And then, a young man announced that he was that thorn’s son, continuing to be an even bigger thorn.
I glanced at the spear in my hand. Well, could I be said to be carrying a thorn as well?
"You--" the Pope’s expressionless face cracked. "You’re Vashakin’s son?!"
"Literally said that five seconds ago; do you have trouble hearing?"
"How insolent!"