Jennifer Davis

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  • Chapter 90 — I Became The Pope, Now What? Cover
    by Jennifer Davis "I refuse!" "What?... Why?" Saint Wazir was taken aback by the instant rejection of the position most men would kill for. Sylvester was cursing the man internally, not just him but his last five generations. 'This bastard, he thinks I will fall for his puny schemes? I smell all your schemes. The sourness of lies, the feeling of excitement and also anxiety.' Sylvester had understood this was a test as Saint Wazir emitted the emotion of lies when he said Sylvester was appointed as Cardinal Suprima. It was…
  • Chapter 89 — I Became The Pope, Now What? Cover
    by Jennifer Davis "M-Markus... They... His ashes have been handed over to his family." It was like a clap of thunder on their heads as the realization of the meaning behind the words hit them. The three looked at each other, brows furrowed and confused. "Are you messing with us? What do you mean by his ashes?" Felix stood up abruptly. Sir Dolorem shook his head. "I wish I was, Priest Felix. I asked Inquisitor General Hans to ask around. Markus was indeed taken in by a spy branch for his flexibility--for a specific…
  • Chapter 88 — I Became The Pope, Now What? Cover
    by Jennifer Davis "I'm five—I hate this world!—I will change it!" These were the first set of words. And then there was more under that, appearing to be written sometimes after the first line, and this was a name. "Luther Vas Hermington was here." These words threw Sylvester's mind into a frenzy as they discarded everything he knew about the Holy Land's history. "The first pope was here when he was five? How is that possible? Didn't Pope Axel say this whole region was covered in extreme Solarium due to the orb of…
  • Chapter 87 — I Became The Pope, Now What? Cover
    by Jennifer Davis Sylvester looked at the two old foggies…he was one of them too, technically. "I will keep it a secret until my grave, holy father." "Great! What are we waiting for then?" Grandpa Monk clapped his hand and waved his staff to magically pull the side table closer to himself. Then two more chairs also got dragged for the Pope and Sylvester. The Pope took a seat and put a cloth bag on the table. "I hope I don't get dismissed for this." 'Who's going to dismiss him?' Sylvester muttered, sensing a lot of…
  • Chapter 86 — I Became The Pope, Now What? Cover
    by Jennifer Davis Sylvester finally had some free time for himself. After months of hard work, he returned to one of his pet projects--making a violin. He didn't want to start some musical revolution or such. He merely wished to once again do what he loved once and feel calm through the music. Of course, it can help with his hymns as well...he was called the Bard, after all. However, he was stuck as he wished to find the best wood for it. He had already designed it and tested it with regular wood over the years, and it…
  • Chapter 85 — I Became The Pope, Now What? Cover
    by Jennifer Davis "Sir Dolorem, isn't this accepted in the faith?" "It is, Lord Bard, among men that is." "Haha... then this is fine, right?... right? Let's go in and take a bath." Sylvester took a leap of faith and turned the doorknob, while Chonky was caught tight in his other arm, stopping the cat from running away from the bath. He made as much sound as he could and entered. "I'm coming in, buddies." "Ah! Max! Look at this. I can slide it in just like Felix." Gabriel excitedly turned to Sylvester. At first,…
  • Chapter 84 — I Became The Pope, Now What? Cover
    by Jennifer Davis At that moment, Sylvester felt like gutting himself and just dying right there. 'I could have been a prince? What madness is this? Why am I slaving myself for the church?' His hate for the church increased manifolds in an instant. He could have been a rich fat lord at this stage, but no, here he was, singing like a Disney princess but instead of birds and animals, religious fanatics get attracted. "And what did the Holy Father say?" He inquired. Sir Dolorem shrugged. "That, I don't know. This matter…
  • Chapter 83 — I Became The Pope, Now What? Cover
    by Jennifer Davis Sylvester did not randomly pick the boy to give money to. Instead, he looked for the one who looked the most vulnerable and hurt. So when he saw one boy with a patched tunic and pants, he felt some pity. "Lord Bard! You're lord bard, right? I want to…" 'What the fuck is this?' Sylvester did not curse much, but at that moment, he felt a sudden rush of smell in his nose and mouth that curses came out themselves. 'Why am I feeling such a strong odor of death? It's like that cave years ago!' Bitterness,…
  • Chapter 82 — I Became The Pope, Now What? Cover
    by Jennifer Davis Sylvester sighed as he looked at the scene. He had heard about this practice in his world too, although it was historically dismissed as just a rumor and justification for the sexual crimes committed by nobles in the old days. But here, it seemed the thing was real. According to the right of the night, it allowed feudal lords to have sexual relations with subordinate women, in particular, on wedding nights of the women. This was likely some sort of a sick fetish or simple power tripping of nobles, but it…
  • Chapter 81 — I Became The Pope, Now What? Cover
    by Jennifer Davis Holy Land. It was just another sunny day in the Holy Land, as it rarely rained here. Like always, most clergymen were at work, students were studying, and some with free time were basking in the energizing light of the Solis. But appearing out of the ordinary, one woman was swiftly pacing toward the Administration building. With red hair, blue eyes, and a face enough to heal dying men, she was definitely a beauty, but no hands could dare touch her, for she was a Bright Mother and, above all, mother of a…
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