The new Pope analyzed the intelligence and made no effort to disguise it, narrating it directly in front of Watson.
"Your reaction is quite indifferent... so, did he succeed after all?"
His gaze fell on Watson once again, capturing her precisely in the darkness.
"Successor? I never expected that, such a person would ultimately choose to give up. No, this fits the style of Lorenzo de' Medici—achieving his goals by any means necessary, even if it means sacrificing himself."
To the new Pope, Watson appeared transparent—he could easily find what he wanted from those fragmented words, piecing together the existing intelligence into a brand new story that unfolded before him.
"You know Lorenzo de' Medici, and you know about his death. So, you're part of his faction, aren't you? You're his crystallization, possessing this inhuman power... are you his successor?"
The new Pope continued to probe.
