717 Statues' Gazes

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((Well that's the end of this lesson. The next time that we will meet each other, we shall be talking about the Dyson Theorem…. Oh, but you can only take that lesson if you manage to return alive from your trip to the Ancestral Tomb…))Before Wisteria and the others could make sense of what he said, the Pope quickly disappeared, in a manner that was similar to how he came in.His body just faded from the spot, as if he did not exist at all. ::…::"…"

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{So he just left like that? What a weirdo. But at least he already left. Ugh, I don't know if I can take any more of his stares…}"I hope he does not come back for now. Having him here is always creeping me out."::This is the only time that I am happy that I don't have a body… Seriously, that Pope of yours is weird, Alina.::"Tsk, you don't need to tell it to me again. I always suffer under that gaze of his everyday…."::Everyday? Poor you, Alina. And here I thought you are having a good time here…:::