Chapter 1676: Chapter 546: When the False Meets the Real, the Real Also Becomes False (Part 2)

“Is there no other way?” Moer furrowed her brows and said angrily, “What about Lord Beibei? Won’t he voluntarily give up marrying Lord Cui Beixi? Since both parties are victims, why doesn’t he give Lord Cui Beixi the freedom to choose?”

“Lord Moer, Lord Cui Beixi has already desecrated the sacred office of Shaman Wei An; her victim status should follow that of Lord Beibei.” Pope Brut cautiously chose his words, noting that even though Richard remained silent, his penetrating gaze made Brut uneasy. Richard is not someone to be trifled with; the Pope had experienced his prowess before, nearly getting beaten in Sabak City. Brut confidently believed that whatever this fellow said could certainly be done!

“Which one is Lord Beibei?” Helen, with a cold and beautiful face, scanned the priests on the main platform, her tone icy.

“Come out!” Moer’s sharp shout made several priests raise their eyes.

Authority, authority—even the clumsiest can appear imposing when standing beside robust giant armored warriors. Not to mention the high-ranking officials who have seen big scenes!

Helen’s Peacock Feather Priest robe was magnificent and dazzling, Moer’s Egret Feather robe was as white as jade, transcendently pure. Added was the Shaman of Divine Songs, silent with a hedgehog-like demeanor and clutching a skull necklace. The priests instinctively focused their gaze on a Fox black-robed priest with a delicate face.

Two panda warriors snorted coldly, preparing to step forward and lift him out. Lord Beibei wisely stood out himself, standing respectfully at the side, face full of grievance and anger.

“Name your price. How much to make you give up!” Moer’s directness made everyone widen their eyes, such blatant bribery was nearly unheard of in the officialdom.

“Lord Cangqiong Prophet, do you not know that you are making the same mistake as Lord Cui Beixi?” Brut secretly found it amusing; he no longer feared the situation escalating. No matter how forceful the Azure helped, the kingdom’s laws couldn’t be ignored. If forced, it would surely break the priests’ hearts. If morale scattered, even the most tumultuous energy on that territory would be limited.

Brut measured others with his own suspicions; he had no idea that Liu Zhenhan never fancied the supreme power of Donau Wasteland and Bimon Kingdom.

“Lord Beibei, the Prophet is speaking to you, why are you not responding?” Helen had spent too much time following Liu Zhenhan; she now preferred handling matters in this straightforward manner.

“Lord Moer, Lady Helen, I refuse to accept your bribery!” The Fox priest was defiant, staring Helen and Moer straight in the eye with a gaze as decisive as a wounded beast.

This look garnered a bit of admiration from Liu Zhenhan.

If a man could endure endlessly despite his wife betraying him, he truly didn’t deserve the title of a man! Ravaging the other’s woman as an equal exchange—a balance for the mind. Perhaps it’s filthy, shameful, and vulgar, but it certainly offers satisfaction!

“Your Majesty, what do you propose we do now?” Brut knew the real decision-maker was still this Shaman of Divine Songs; he couldn’t possibly allow more time for thought. Beibei had already been privately met by Brut and Bruckner Duke, supported by two authorities, making him seek justice!

Once Brut released this statement, Liu Zhenhan was thrust into the spotlight, with every gaze fixated on him.

If the Shaman of Divine Songs resorted to force, the Pope naturally wouldn’t touch the trouble, but in the future, the temple’s leading role would no longer fear threats from the Summer Palace!

Should the Shaman of Divine Songs agree to this decision, there would be no room for maneuvering later. Before the public, a significant person must uphold their promises.

Brut didn’t believe Richard could conceive the perfect solution!

Facing Beibei, a priest unafraid of tyranny, coupled with support from the temple and Smey Duke, Brut believed even swapping positions with Richard would yield no alternative, meaning Cui Beixi would inevitably become a bargaining chip for the Smey Clan’s support!

Liu Zhenhan’s cold laugh stemmed from the impending war for Bimon Kingdom. Prioritizing severity, if not for this reason, Brut’s small-minded ways would earn retaliation from Liu Zhenhan!

“Your Majesty! I hope you can stand up for justice on my behalf, as you are the spokesperson of the God of War!” Lord Beibei saw the Pope’s glance, squared his shoulders, and courageously pushed Liu Zhenhan.

“Lord Beibei, I feel as saddened as you by your family’s misfortune. Please allow me to extend my belated condolences.” Liu Zhenhan’s expression was solemn.

Haha! A typical response filled with empty words, seeking something when nothing is left. Brut wanted to laugh but restrained himself.

“Regarding the matter of Lord Cui Beixi remarrying you, I’m sorry, but I cannot promise you.” Liu Zhenhan’s words immediately chilled Brut and the surrounding priests.