Chapter 47 Claus

FAYE'S POV

Just as I thought so, Willie shook his head slightly and whispered to me, "No, he's not. He's the Pope of the Moon Church, representing the King."

This old man was the Pope, representing the King? It was really a strange rule. Could it be that the King had lived for tens of thousands of years and was too old to stand up, so he could only find someone with a similar image as a spokesperson?

Suddenly, a picture of an old vampire with gray hair and close to a mummy lying in a coffin appeared in my mind. He even needed someone to bring a blood bag with a straw to his mouth to suck blood. I dared not imagine this scene anymore, it was a bit funny.

Just then, I heard Willie confidently add, “The King won't appear here.”

"Okay." I responded softly and said no more.

Because everything that was happening in front of me made it impossible for me to think more.