NOVPUB"Grand Priest Sender, your lies are unfounded! The Bishop of Hegemony has always been the strongest in the Northern Continent, and the power and wisdom of Mr. Sigrid are beyond question."
Gloria’s subordinate retorted immediately, her voice full of anger.
"What we need is a fully-functioning ally who can shoulder the heavy responsibilities of the empire. Sigrid, if you really have something to hide, that would be irresponsible towards the empire! It would also be a destruction of our Rebirth Church’s honor and trust in the Protoss Empire!"
But the members of the Nirvana Branch under Sender’s command ignored Gloria, and directed their attack straight towards Sigrid,
"If the Bishop of Hegemony has nothing to hide, would he dare to accept my challenge? Let’s see if you can instantly kill me as everyone expects. Or even face a tough battle against a Sixth-Order like me?"
"You think you are worthy to challenge Mr. Bishop?"
The Grand Priests of the Hegemony Branch stood up, their seats crashing loudly. They clearly did not tolerate such an insulting challenge, their eyes seemed to be warning Sender. If he wants to fight, they will accompany him first.
In this tense standoff, nobles and ministers started whispering to each other.
The voices of astonishment, doubt, and discussion filled the Franklin Parliament Hall. Some people looked surprised, some were worried.
They occasionally glanced towards Bishop of Hegemony Sigrid, then back to Bishop of Nirvana Asksan, trying to glean more information from their facial expressions and body language.
Even Isis glanced over slightly at this matter that concerns the foundation of the Protoss Empire’s cooperation with the Rebirth Church.
Previously, Sigrid could answer by silence, after all, the authenticity was yet to be confirmed, and they could leave the subsequent investigation to the military.
The Nirvana Branch should not be talking without basis, because for Sigrid, who was the strongest martial artist, it was very simple to prove his full strength. If what the Nirvana Branch said was slanderous, it would soon be slapped back by Sigrid.
"I’m at the final stage of breaking through a bottleneck in my practice, so my state is naturally changing and not suitable for full force in a short time. But this does not mean I have grown weak. If you want to see if I still have the full strength of a Cardinal Bishop, you can find someone to withstand one of my full-force attacks."
Bishop of Hegemony Sigrid maintained her calm demeanor and answered calmly.
The sharpness of her gaze swept across the hall, immediately silencing the nobles and ministers.
Because it was as if she was asking: Do you want to fight me?
Although there was no sense of oppression from her at this moment, the existence of the Bishop of Hegemony made most ordinary people feel a deep, soul-shaking chill.
The difference between a behemoth and an ant was like the difference between life and death.
If it weren’t for the protection of the assembly’s barrier and Grand Sage Isis being there, the Bishop of Hegemony could decapitate anyone in an instant.
Sigrid’s response and aura briefly calmed the emotions in the hall.
The chatter of the nobles and ministers gradually lowered, their puzzled gazes once again focused on the Nirvana Branch and the Hegemony Branch.
Perhaps the Nirvana Branch had learned something about Sigrid’s practice, and thus invented this lie to strike at her at a critical moment.
But whether it was true or false, no one was able to judge the result at this moment.
During this process, Isis sat quietly. Her expression remained calm, but her posture conveyed a deep understanding and control of the situation--
As long as she did not speak, it meant she let the people below continue.
The Hegemony Branch and the Nirvana Branch were at an impasse.
Sender’s subordinate was not afraid of the oppressing feeling from priests of the Hegemony Branch and was about to continue speaking, but his shoulder was pressed down.
"Alright, Sender, any more and it will be impolite."
The Bishop of Nirvana, Asksan, stood up. He was tall, and his deep gray eyes were like an abyss that could make one indulge in and gradually lose his soul.
Simply hearing Asksan’s voice made the common people present feel a chilling sensation in the spine, a sense of absolute danger.
"Sigrid, stop bullying these little guys. If you want to prove your strength, I can be your opponent."
Asksan’s voice was calm, like the flow of time flowing from his mouth, every word was irresistible with magic power,
"Amiles, you have no objection, right?"
He then turned to look at the Mourning Bishop Amiles, who had been silent all along.
Many nobles in the hall also looked at the Mourning Bishop, who was seated directly opposite Isis.
From the beginning, the Mourning Bishop had not spoken a word.
She wore a black and dark purple silk religious robe, embroidered with the Holy Seal pattern symbolizing the tide of death and eternal tears. Although her appearance could be clearly seen, it was hard to remember what she really looked like.
Amiles was not an active Cardinal Bishop on the southern shore of the Northern Continent, and was mostly responsible for helping the Pope coordinate as the Internal Affairs Archbishop.
Although his reputation was as bad as other Cardinal Bishops, it was not as notorious as Asksan.
However, everyone understood that anyone who could ascend to the position of Cardinal Bishop in the Rebirth Church was not someone to be provoked lightly.
"As you wish.
The Mourning Bishop Amiles responded succinctly.
Asksan looked at Sigrid, a hint of excitement in his eyes, interested in how Sigrid would respond.
"..."
Sigrid was silent.
"What’s wrong, Sigrid, usually you are so eager to decide life and death with me. Now, when there’s an opportunity for me to actively accept a challenge, you back down?"
Asksan asked.
"I’ve said, it’s not suitable to strike now, it will disrupt my practice schedule. After one month, if you still dare to accept the challenge, I assure I will end the grudge between us. By then, please don’t run away like a coward as you always do,"
Sigrid’s voice was as sharp as a sword, full of contempt towards Asksan.
"Ha ha ha ha."
Hearing this, Asksan laughed out loud,
"This is the funniest joke I’ve ever heard, Bishop of Hegemony Sigrid has learned to compromise...Gentlemen of the Protoss Empire, do you think this is normal? Do you really think she’s still the Bishop of Hegemony who had absolute confidence in her strength?"
As Asksan looked again at Sigrid, his pupils cooled down bit by bit, as if he was telling Sigrid—
This bishop election today is a tomb set up for you.
No matter who that damned Saint of Hegemony really is, and no matter what preparations they have made in this short month, it wouldn’t help Sigrid at all!
