329. Good Night

"You… I… all of us did, your holiness."

"What blasphemy are you speaking of, Young Bard? Why would we kill a prospective Grand Wizard who would have mastered the art of exorcism? He was important to us!" The Pope questioned Sylvester while being a little angry at the accusation. 

Sylvester walked to the side and took a seat. "Then I guess he wasn't important enough. Did you know about what else Saint Seer did? It wasn't just my mother who was targeted in the name of removing weakness." 

The Pope's eyes contracted. "No, not him again? What did he do?" 

"What he couldn't do to me. He killed Augustus' family. His mother, father, and sister—all of them. Augustus was contemplating suicide for a long time and finally found his end in the battle recently." Sylvester laid out the details while keeping a nose on all the emotions.