TOFD 337

Lucky 337

Pope Slavko approached him with a creepy smile and extended his hand, Principal Lycan glanced at his hand but in the end, he shook hand. 

The two knew each other for a long time. However, because of the factions they represent, it was impossible for them to have an amicable relationship. Furthermore, the two had different beliefs. 

Principal Lycan was from the Tribe of Wolf while Pope Slavko was a member of the Church of Love. 

The Tribes of Beastkins usually believe that absolute power answered everything. As for the Church of Love, they would love anyone, anything, anywhere. Their love broke through any barrier, love could heal the broken and their Church had billions of followers all around the world. 

'I will not be fooled.'

Principal Lycan knew that behind their lovable smile, the Church of Love was nothing but an organization that would squeeze money from its followers. The Church built countless temples in different countries because of these donations... But it was only a small portion of the overall digits that the Church earned annually. They are rich as fuck, perhaps they were equal standings to Cudgel Tech.

Unlike Cudgel Tech, the Church didn't have to announce the donations. 

'They claim that the donations went to the poor countries and feed the needy...'

Principal Lycan would not believe it, especially when he scanned the Pope's fashion. The Pope was wearing a neat black suit with golden linings, it cost millions of dollars and the Pope only wore this suit for a single time. The Pope would never wear the same suit. Every day, he had a new one. 

Furthermore, his necklace and rings were adorned with precious jewels. Principal Lycan would never know the exact amount but he knew that the Pope would throw these things once he used them for a single time. 

"The King should be happy to see us."

Hearing what the Pope said, Principal Lycan could not help but scoff in disgust. 

"You know that the King is an arrogant bastard, he never respects us. Particularly a Beastkin like me."

"..."

Pope just smiled. He didn't reply because he was inside the castle of the royal family. Perhaps there were spying devices that could record their conversation, it was better to shut his mouth. 

"Humph! As always, you are a coward. So what if they can hear me? What are they gonna do? Besides, I'm not lying. The King is racist. He believes that a pure-blooded human is better than a Beastkin descendant."

"Come on, you don't have to be like that."

Pope Slavko wiped his forehead. This was one of the reasons why he didn't want to go to this place together with Principal Lycan. 

Unfortunately, this meeting was important and as the leader of the largest congregation, Pope Slavko had to show his face. 

"What about you? I heard that you are having a problem these days."

"About that..."

"I'm not going to force you to talk."

"No it's fine," The Pope sat on the chair and sighed. The modern world was poisoning the minds of young people. 

"I'm just depressed about the double standard these days."

"Okay?"

Principal Lycan tilted his head and was quite confused. 

"When two girls kissed, people say that it's hot and sexy."

"Indeed."

He agreed, watching two girls smooching was arousing. 

"But when I give my homie a goodnight kiss, people say I'm gay! Where does this double standard come from!?"

The Pope roared and released his frustration. This issue was bugging him the whole time. 

"..."

"It's unfair that girls can kiss each other without being frowned upon by society. But when two men kiss each other... sigh."

A long sigh escaped from his mouth. As the Pope of the Church of Love, it was his duty to promote the goodness and love of the Goddess Amore. 

"Our revelation is simple: You can love anyone, no matter what gender, things, or hocus focus. Examples such as pans, aliens, animals, and young children, anyone can be loved! Praise the Goddess Amore!"

'This guy will never change, his faith is making him blind.'

Love the animals? Not a problem.

But make love to animals? That's the fucking problem. 

'Let's not talk about children, aliens, or anything that is questionable. The Church of Love will respect anything as long as it's categorized as "Love"'

The buff man shook his head. As a man, it would be disturbing if he kissed his homies...

'Well, maybe a goodnight kiss is not that bad. Anyway, the Church of Love has some questionable beliefs and some of them are downright crimes.'

The two leaders had a few conversations but they never tackled anything sensitive, such as the ongoing friction between the two countries. They already had an idea anyway.

This meeting was important and only the Principal and the Pope would attend it. 

A few minutes later, the door opened and the two leaders stood up and greeted the King.

"May the glory of Junian fall before the King!"

The two said it simultaneously, although the Pope was the only one enthusiastic about it. Lycan just said it normally. 

"Hm, it is delightful to know you, lowly insects, understand your position."

"..."

Principal Lycan didn't change his expression. However, he glanced at Pope Slavko with his eye declaring 'Can't you see what I'm saying?'

Pope Slavko just smiled. He already knew that the King grew up with the doctrine that royalty was the highest authority and anyone beneath him was a servant to use. 

"I don't want to stay here for too long since we have an imbecile dog here," The King spoke while staring at Principal Lycan with disgust. 

Veins appeared on Lycan's face but he did his best to maintain his expression. He was currently inside the castle and this place was heavily protected, he would only die if he did something. 

"I already made a decision, I want you to prepare for the upcoming war! How dare those stupid primates act like they can defy me! If not because of the treaty that my father signed, I'd already burned their homeland. But now that they gave me a reason, I will make sure that Dellia will never live again!"

The King was obviously mad. 

As for the two leaders, they just bowed their heads. They already knew that this arrogant King would never settle for peace.