In the luxurious conference room, everyone sat at the round table, looking seriously at the Pope and——— the bored Red Ponytail munching on an apple beside him.
In fact, they spent even more time looking at Red Ponytail.
"Although there were some setbacks, welcome to Romania, everyone."
The Pope had returned to normal at this moment, although whenever his gaze swept towards Red Ponytail there was a bit of instinctual fear, faith still supported him to continue speaking.
"This time, I invite everyone…"
"Please wait, Your Holiness."
However, before the Pope could finish his words, he was interrupted by a burly man on the other side. This man was none other than the Emperor of Germania—who was almost the King that married Henrietta. Only to see him staring seriously at the "munching" Red Ponytail, he spoke up.
"I have a question I wish to ask the Divine Envoy."
"Hmm? What is it?"
Red Ponytail, still munching on an apple, glanced at him.
"What exactly do you want to do?"
"Hmm?"
