Chapter 169: V. Arclis
Vritra and the pope looked outside the door at the same time. There, sitting over a white horse and clad in silver armor, seemed to be a knight—but from the patterns over his armor, he didn’t seem to be a guard of the Blue Kingdom.
And just from the faint aura, Vritra had a feeling that he was much stronger than Faceless and Blunder, and might even be stronger than those three demon generals.
"Is there a problem here?" the knight asked in a heavy tone, scanning Vritra and the pope with an emotionless gaze.
"Oh, sir knight, there is absolutely no problem at all, we were just discussing something together," the pope said, his tone meek.
"... Yeah, there is no problem, I was just leaving, right?" Vritra looked at the pope and asked.
"Y- Yes, that’s right." The pope had no choice but to agree under the crushing pressure. He turned around and began walking back.
Vritra walked out of the temple, and when he glanced back, the knight had already disappeared. He too wasted no time as he entered one of the dark alleys and instantly disappeared. He had many questions for Yasmine.
Just as Vritra had expected, the pope had sent a few people behind Vritra to capture him and bring him back. After all, he had heard the word Grieves from their mouths—that alone could put all their lives in danger.
But those people couldn’t locate him anywhere, no matter how long they searched. Their search continued for hours but came out fruitless.