Chapter 670: Misjudged Him All Along

Chapter 670: Misjudged Him All Along

"Besides, with a secret weapon in hand, what is there to fear?"

The Pope narrowed his eyes, showing no trace of fear.

As his voice fell, the previously disoriented members of the Holy Church finally found their focus, their eyes red as they repeated, "That's right, we have a secret weapon in hand, seize the Holy Medicine, kill Emperor Xuanming..."

The Pope smiled with satisfaction and waved his hand, prompting someone to bring forward another person.

"Third Young Master Shen?"

Someone immediately recognized the newcomer.

After being secretly rescued, Shen Yuansong was brought here, still somewhat dazed and unaware of what had happened outside. Seeing the Pope before him, he quickly remembered to bow.

"Your Holiness."

The Pope waved his hand, "Child, you've endured much these past days. The woman you were up against is none other than the female official from Dasheng who created the ammunition. Today, as long as we can capture her husband, Helian Lin, we can force her to reveal all the methods of making the divine envoys' weapons."

"Even if she refuses to speak, it doesn't matter. I already have enough samples here, including their flying contraptions. Now that she and the Emperor are trying to destroy your Shen family, as long as you help our Holy Church develop these things and create a new legend, from now on, even if the Emperor intervenes, he won't dare to casually kill members of your Shen family anymore. Moreover, those who have wronged you will be at your mercy to decide their life or death!"

Hearing that the woman was actually the female official from Dasheng who created the ammunition, Shen Yuansong felt surprisingly unshocked, as he had already realized she was no ordinary person after facing those mechanisms during his captivity.

He suddenly curled his lips, "Your Holiness, I should actually thank her. Being imprisoned for so long made me ponder deeply, and I finally made progress on the divine weapons. I think I now know what the remaining two ingredients in the formula are."

"Oh?" The Pope was overjoyed, "Third Young Master Shen truly lives up to his reputation as a genuine genius! Excellent! Not only can we overthrow the royal family, but with these divine weapons, we can conquer the entire Dongrong, Dasheng, and Nanlin Kingdom in the future."

Shen Yuansong arrogantly lifted his chin and looked at the people tied up behind him, "But Your Holiness, how do you plan to deal with these two? When your people rescued me, they were discovered and almost called for reinforcements."

The Pope looked at the dark-skinned boy and the other youth who had been captured together, feeling a sense of familiarity. He quickly remembered seeing them in the divine envoys' corps.

Now, the dark-skinned boy's gleaming eyes were unreadable, while the other youth looked hostile.

Knowing that these two were also related to Xie Yuan's wife, and recalling the Holy Medicine he had been poisoned with, the Pope felt even less favorable towards them.

"In that case, take them away and execute them, as a warning to those on the other side not to act rashly!"

The men holding Chu Xiaozi and Shu Mo received the order and were about to take them out when Chu Xiaozi panicked, "Please don't kill me!"

Under Hua Qingyun's tutelage, her Dongrong language had become proficient enough for the Dongrong people to understand.

Everyone here had some grudge against Xie Yuan and Su Youyue, and hearing her words only excited them more, eager to stab her to death on the spot.

Shu Mo also looked nervous.

What is this? He had just come out at night to bring something back for his master, and now he was dragged into this disaster because of Chu Xiaozi.

He didn't want to die either, whimpering, his master was still waiting for him.

The Pope, however, snorted coldly and said no more, slowly raising the blood-stained blade in his hand.

Chu Xiaozi panicked; she wanted to live more than anyone else. Her mind raced, "Don't kill me, I've seen those ammunition and flying contraptions you mentioned, I know how to use them and can teach you!"

Shu Mo, who was listening, widened his eyes, "Chu Xiaozi! What are you doing?"

These were the national secrets of their Dasheng, trusted to him by Lord Xie and Lady Xie. How could he reveal them to these people?

Hearing this, the Pope was slightly taken aback, not expecting that the dark-skinned boy his men had casually captured knew these things. He looked at her suspiciously, "What is your connection to that Su woman? Would she tell you these things?"

Chu Xiaozi ignored Shu Mo, her face full of tension: "I was an attendant in her household before. If you don’t believe me, go ahead and check—you’ll definitely find out. I came to Dongrong to find her. That flying contraption of yours—I know it’s called a hot air balloon. It needs fire to fly."

Seeing her speak so confidently and noticing the attendant’s furious expression, His Holiness the Pope realized that what she said was likely true, and he was overjoyed.

He hadn’t expected such a stroke of luck.

Shen Yuansong also became interested in her and was less inclined to kill her.

After all, nothing intrigued him more than these technologies.

"Fine, I’ll spare your miserable life for now. As for that person..." Shen Yuansong looked at Shu Mo, seemingly hoping to extract some useful information from him.

Shu Mo immediately spat: "Death is just death—it’s only one life. Don’t think you can pry anything out of my mouth!"

Then, he looked at Chu Xiaozi with utter disgust: "Chu Xiaozi, my young master and I really misjudged you. I never thought you’d be the kind of person who would do anything to save your own skin. If my young master knew, he would surely look down on you!"

Chu Xiaozi frowned: "Like you ever respected me. You’ve always treated me like a servant. Let me tell you the truth—I’m the child of a prostitute. In your eyes, I’m probably even less than a servant. Knowing the truth, would you still travel with me?"

"You..." Shu Mo really didn’t know this. He thought that someone who could be friends with Lady Xie would naturally be trustworthy in character and status. Now that he learned this, he was shocked. However, he knew that his young master never looked down on anyone because of their status and treated everyone equally. "Chu Xiaozi, you’re underestimating my young master’s character too much! Don’t assume everyone is as low as you!"

"Enough!"

His Holiness the Pope, seeing the two argue endlessly, became even more furious: "Drag this person out and kill him already!"

Shu Mo sneered: "Death is just death. My young master will know how I, Shu Mo, died, and he will be proud of me, not despise me for being a coward who fears death!"

Chu Xiaozi chuckled coldly twice: "Your young master told me personally—what’s wrong with valuing one’s life?"

Then, she suddenly looked at His Holiness the Pope: "Your Holiness the Pope, killing him with a single blow is too merciful. Let me tell you, he’s actually the personal attendant of the son of the Grand Tutor Hua of Dasheng. Keeping him alive might still be useful. When the Third Young Master Hua realizes we’re missing, he’ll surely come looking soon. He has some influence in front of Xie Yuan. When the time comes, you can use him as leverage against them, and it will definitely be useful."

"Chu Xiaozi!" Shu Mo was almost driven mad by her.