The reflection of the stars gently swayed in the water, calling out to the stars in the sky in the distance, blurring the distinction between the heavens and the ground.
By this lake, Lanci and Sigrid were not at all bothered by the fact that the clock was nearing midnight, nor did they care what day tomorrow would be. They were still freely chatting.
"Huh? Didn't you not want to associate too deeply with the Rebirth Church?"
Sigrid looked at Lanci in surprise.
After all, her Saint Heir was quite different from the other Saint Heirs and Saintesses of the Cardinal Bishops. He didn't seem to have any interest in the position of a Cardinal Bishop, just the pure ambition of striving for success together with her.
"But I feel if one day you become the Pope, it would definitely be better than any other Cardinal Bishop becoming the Pope."
Lanci replied, his gaze filled with approval,
"And it looks like you want to be the pope of Hegemony, so I'll definitely help you."
"..."