Chapter 91: Blonde Rhine

  Leaving the underground prison, Ye Huan directly arrived at the Golden Summit of Salvation.

  According to the Heavenly Father's Code, he is a criminal who has been granted amnesty and must come here to thank the Pope and accept the punishment of 200 lashes.

  New Era 1238, March 1st!

  As soon as he stepped onto the golden platform, Ye Huan looked up and saw a huge clock tower with today's date written on it - the first day of March. Then he lowered his head and saw a magnificent temple in front of him, which should be the Heavenly Father Temple.

  And on one side of the Temple of the Heavenly Father, corresponding to the bell tower, is a high-aspiring statue of Heavenly Mother Emia.

  How strange!

  Seeing the layout of the building, Ye Huan was taken aback for a moment. Ahmadi is the supreme god of the Heavenly Father's Church, and logically, his statue should be built in the center, but why is the Holy Temple in the middle, with the bell tower and statue on either side?

  How can a majestic statue of God the Father be on par with an ordinary clock tower?

  "Is this your first time coming to Jintop?"

  Su Tianhe walked out of the temple, noticing Ye Huan's gaze wandering between the bell tower and the statue, and smiled proudly: "Don't be surprised, you should be proud, because in any religion, the bell tower is on par with the Supreme God!"

  "This bell tower represents..." Ye Huan asked back.

  "The bell tower represents time!" Su Tianhe patted Ye Huan's shoulder, "And time is controlled and created by our ancestors!"

  How can this profession be mentioned in the same breath as any religious deity?

  Ye Huan was still aware of the prophet's transcendent status for the first time, but Su Tianhe's words were a bit hard to understand. Time is just time, how can it be controlled and created by people?

  Thinking of this, Ye Huan suddenly found that Su Tianhe was sizing her up with great interest, and immediately understood Su Tianhe's mind.

  At the time in Golden Leaf Valley, Ye Huan shocked this old gentleman to the point of fainting on the spot and even swindled his mother's soul. However, instead of blaming Ye Huan, the old man magnanimously invited him to study divination techniques together, which was already a considerable favor.

  At this time, Ye Huan should have shown Su Tianhe his prophetic ability and given the old man some comfort.

  "Ha ha!" Ye Huan smiled. If he had met Su Tianhe two months ago, he would have definitely run away with his tail between his legs. But now... "Sally!"

  At the sound of the call, little ghost Sally immediately divined a picture in the ghost world and quietly told Ye Huan.

  Ye Huan nodded slightly and smiled: "Your Holiness is indeed taking care of me!"

  "Oh? Did you divine your own future?" Su Tianhe was indeed waiting for Ye Huan to divine, and as soon as he saw Ye Huan not moving a muscle, he immediately announced the result, his eyes lighting up, "Tell me, what will the next two hundred lashes whip you into?"

  "Two hundred lashes? Even two thousand would be the same!" Ye Huan smiled and said: "The Pope knows that Benito is my man, he deliberately arranged for him to carry out the execution. This little fatty just pretended to hit me, tearing my clothes was enough!"

  "Haha!" Su Tianhe burst out laughing.

  Next, as expected, Benito led a team of Heavenly Father's servants to carry out the execution. With outsiders present, he cleverly didn't greet them and instead had people surround Ye Huan, blocking everyone's line of sight. Then, this little fatty swung his whip and lashed at the ground while mimicking Ye Huan's miserable cries...

  What made Ye Huan happy was that when she was "punished", Tyrrell was also pushed out of the Temple of Heaven Father, accused of colluding with Kebul and plotting to murder a devout follower of Heaven Father without trial. The crime wasn't too serious, but the divine servant who carried out the flogging had already been greeted by Benito, one lash after another, lashing until flesh was exposed, almost beating Tyrrell unconscious on the spot.

  Ye Huan couldn't help but sigh in admiration, indeed having someone in a high position makes things easier!

  Oh, and there's also the Blue Star Team, they brought in a demon beast, causing thousands of casualties. I heard that when Ye Huan was put in prison, the principal of Blue Star had already been expelled from He Lie Mountain. As for what other consequences will follow, we'll have to wait until after the Martial Arts Tournament...

  In short, the affair of holding the archbishop hostage is over.

  ……

  After a whipping that didn't hurt or itch, Ye Huan smeared some pig's blood on himself, tore his coat, and looked like he had just been beaten to a pulp. He groaned as he walked into the Temple of the Heavenly Father.

  The Pope is already waiting inside.

  "Heavenly Father above, sinful son Ye Huan, thanks to Heavenly Father for bringing him into the world, Lord Rheinhardt!"

  This time the Pope really took care of Ye Huan, and Ye Huan didn't hesitate to follow the etiquette, half-kneeling as soon as he entered the door.

  "Son of man, you are blessed by me, Rheinhardt. I am the gatekeeper of Rheinhardt, and if I save you, it is to proclaim to all living beings that the disciples of Rheinhardt will not be desecrated!"

  "Hey, when did this blind streamer start talking in such an official tone?"

  Ye Huan lowered his head, secretly smiling to himself. After two consecutive contacts, he had some understanding of Reinhardt's character. To put it bluntly, it was a club wearing imperial robes, with unclear governance level, but with the ability to do evil and cause chaos, it was first-rate.

  Now, the Pope is actually speaking in an official tone!

  "Thank you for your great kindness!" Ye Huan smiled and lifted her head, then... her face suddenly changed to one of shock!

  The Pope is still the Pope!

  Reinhardt is still Reinhardt! However, his hair has turned golden, and with a majestic and solemn demeanor, he sits on the throne, exuding an imperial aura that commands reverence from all under heaven!

  On the first day of March, the Pope changed his hair color!

  Moreover, it is obvious that the Pope wore a large yellow robe with a hood, and one can imagine that if he were not meeting Ye Xuan, this "one of his own", he would definitely use the huge hat to cover up the change in his hair color!

  What does this represent?

  Ye Huan swallowed a mouthful of saliva, quickly adjusted her expression, and pretended that she hadn't seen anything - the Pope wouldn't dye his hair once a month for something so boring. This change between black hair and blonde hair must represent some kind of secret, and since she wasn't qualified to know this secret, she had to pretend to be ignorant.

  Even Ye Huan had a faint premonition that the Pope would show both sides of his black and golden hair to himself, which should be a test!

  I knew it!

  At a glance, Ye Huan noticed the color of his hair, and the Pope's eyes narrowed slightly. Looking at Ye Huan again, he pretended to be ignorant, and the Pope smiled, "Ye Huan, you're a clever person, I, Lainhart, need clever people like you!"

  This sentence is unclear and the attendants around him couldn't understand, but Ye Huan understood that this was the Pope's satisfied expression of deceiving himself, while also making a statement!

  After some thought, Ye Huan replied cautiously: "Your Majesty, I am blessed by your favor and am your disciple. In the words of the炎黄 people, we are in a master-disciple relationship that is as inseparable as broken bones connected by tendons. We share honor and loss together, so if Your Majesty has any instructions, this student will certainly risk life and limb to carry them out!"

  In short, you and I are ants on a rope, so don't suspect my loyalty, just use me at ease!

  "Praise be to God!"

  The Pope indeed understood Ye Huan's meaning, and laughed with joy. Then he walked to Ye Huan with an air of dignity, personally helping him up, "Ye Huan, what you said is right, you are my most beloved student. Call me Your Majesty, it's too formal, from now on just call me Teacher!"

  Teacher! ?

  Every cell in Ye Huan's body was screaming, this sentence "call him a teacher" sounded like the most ordinary gossip, but Ye Huan was originally a devout believer who had been personally blessed by the Pope, and was his student. Suddenly re-establishing the title, there must be great profound meaning inside.

  At first glance, three sentences, every word is like a pearl, each sentence must be carefully considered by Ye Huan before daring to answer. How did the Pope Reinhardt become like this!