Chapter 277: A New Storm

Fenna and Valentin were both stunned by the sudden turn of events. The "judgment" of Pope Helena was less like a solemn religious ruling and more like a deliberate orchestration toward a predetermined outcome—the conversation just now was merely a formality.

Such a hasty "ruling" was naturally hard for Fenna, the Judge, to accept, and it was just as difficult for Valentin beside her. They exclaimed in unison, "Your Holiness..."

"It's enough, it's enough; there's nothing wrong with a little change in life. Like a Storm, it's always the most unpredictable," Helena waved her hand, interrupting Fenna and Valentin, "And don't easily fall into despair, Saint Fenna—being relieved of your duties as a Judge doesn't necessarily mean punishment; it simply means you are temporarily unsuited for the job, perhaps... the Storm has other plans for you?"