Chapitre 65: 65. Crash Course

"Of course, I saw him grow from little. I was his aide when he was chosen as a God's Favored candidate. Who could have thought the kid with the runny nose would become the Pope one day."

'So this man is to the Pope what Sir Dolorem is to me?' Sylvester realized. But the difference in power was too high. It was understandable, however, as old times were much harsher and more dangerous.

"Then… is the Holy Father not worried about your health?"

"Of course he is. That's why he gave me full access to the Soul Peninsula. I live beside this tree now, but I'd call it Axel's selfish greed. He does not wish to cry over my grave. But, if I can delay his tears for some more time, it'd make me happy too." Grandpa Monk responded.

For the first time, Sylvester noticed the faint emotions of love. 'This man… he truly sees the Pope as a son."

"What did you mean by tough love?" He questioned.