The more they object, the more it means I did the right thing.

Chapter 158: Lord Dharma God’s new crown—[Head of Glory]

Temple of the Seven Gods.

The setting sun pours over thousands of mountains.

The crimson sunlight spreads out like an endless golden carpet.

Merlin Andre's Majesty walked on the golden avenue with an indifferent expression, the crimson robe symbolizing the identity of the bishop trailing all the way to the ground.

His existence has even subverted the concept of time, and the golden sun and cyan starlight alternately change between the robes.

There was no ripple in those pure white eyes.

As His Majesty Merlin said, he is indeed the saint with the most perfect appearance.

Although his face could not be seen clearly, the temperament and form of his soul were already overflowing.

The soul is as pure as snow, which can be described as perfect.

But at this moment, the soul aura is not angry and powerful.

Wrapped with heavy majesty.

His eyes are obviously calm, but he is the sea before the waves. The vortex that can overturn the whole world is stirred deep in the calm sea.

Powerful and beautiful, plain yet passionate, this is the man named Merlin Andre.

The setting sun slowly fell, and the whole world seemed to be swaying with the footsteps of the God of Dharma.

The saints who passed by, whether they were deacons or priests, all showed expressions of astonishment and shock when they saw the Dharma God, and quickly retreated to the side, their eyes full of amazement.

There are many female priests, young girls in their prime, mature and plump nuns, and even priests who still have their charm.

When they saw Merlin Mian, their eyes widened and they could no longer walk. They all communicated shyly in low voices, trying their best to keep their voices down, for fear of being noticed by their sweetheart.

There were muffled 'wow's' after another, and the girls' clear voices, like the cuckoo's call, were as soft and beautiful as the March spring light.

This is the season when spring returns to the earth and everything revives.

Feeling the looks of surprise or admiration around him, Merlin didn't care much.

Acting very cold.

After all, he has been known to the world as a handsome boy since he was a teenager. He has seen such coveted and stunning eyes so often that he has become accustomed to it. He has nothing to care about and behaves very coldly.

A calm smile formed on his lips.

Humph.

Once again, it's not that he is narcissistic, but that he has indeed failed to meet anyone better-looking than himself.

To Merlin's surprise, there were more and more people watching, alerting reporters and starting to take pictures.

Even some of the zonal bishops came.

The district bishops gathered in a group, staring at Merlin intently, exclaiming softly from time to time,

".That gentleman is wearing a red robe, look!"

"It's Lord Dharma God. Has Lord Dharma God returned?"

"It's been a year since I saw the Dharma God crowned me."

"I didn't expect that His Majesty Merlin would look so smart after not seeing him for a year."

"I can feel that Your Majesty Merlin has become more mature and powerful."

Listening to the praises of these bishops, the corners of Merlin's mouth continued to curl up, but he still maintained his calm expression.

After all, he came back this time to settle accounts with the Holy See.

The Kingdom of Heaven cannot be without someone to guard it, so he had to solve it as soon as possible. He had no time to care about anything else and went straight to the highest level of the Seven Gods Temple.

He worked for a whole year.

There was no return to reality for a whole year.

The hard-earned vacation was ruined by Ansu!

He would not settle accounts with juniors like Anzu, as it would lose his authority. The only people Merlin wanted to settle accounts with were old men who were also cardinals.

It is precisely because of their idleness and indolence in work that the Holy See has become so degenerate. The so-called upper beam is not straight and the lower beam is crooked. It must be the fault of these old men that they can produce a child like Ansu!

Merlin's dissatisfaction with the higher-ups of the Holy See has been brewing for a long time.

Those old and immortal ideas are stubborn and rotten and should have been cleaned up and repaired long ago.

He, Merlin, should be the Patriarch of the Glorious Holy See.

Merlin has made up his mind and will not give up until he achieves his goal.

Upon thinking of this, the aura under Merlin's crown became even more terrifying, and the holy light in his eyes and above his head became brighter and brighter, like the falling sun.

The surrounding saints were dazzled by Merlin's holy light. They quickly retreated to avoid the sharp edge and shouted "Quickly retreat". They couldn't help but be secretly frightened. Unexpectedly, one year had passed, and Merlin's crown prince's cultivation of the holy light It has reached such a terrifying point.

Not only are there holy lights in my eyes, but now there are also holy lights on the top of my head!

Pure white eyes can no longer satisfy Merlin Mianxia!
As expected of His Majesty Merlin, worthy of being the God of Dharma!
Even the bald head is brighter than the others.

When Merlin saw the saints around him looking like this, he secretly thought that he had never seen the world.

He walked majestically towards the highest point of the Seven Gods Temple, and the vast holy light invaded all the way.

This momentum has alarmed the higher-ups of the Holy See. The Holy See of Order and the Holy See of Glory are waiting in full formation. The purple-clothed bishops are lined up in separate rows. The white-haired Cardinal of Order, His Majesty Randall, is also waiting in the church.

This old man is of high moral character and has white beard and hair. His forehead and temples are slowly getting wrinkled. He is already two hundred years old and is about to retire.

Seeing Merlin's appearance, Randall's pupils trembled slightly, secretly thinking that the person who came was evil.

"Randall." Merlin, the god of magic, called Randall's name sternly, "You're fine."

Merlin knew that the old man in front of him was famous for his rigid thinking. He relied on his seniority to rely on his seniority and stubbornly adhered to his old ideological principles. It was not easy to convince this guy.

If verbal persuasion fails, Merlin will use force.

"I missed my vacation this year." Merlin said coldly, "Make it up for me, otherwise"

"Okay." Bishop Randall said quickly.

Merlin raised his eyebrows slightly. He had never thought that it would be so easy. He suspected that there was fraud, so he said, "I want a week."

"Okay, no problem." Bishop Randall nodded, his eyes pitiful, "I will go for you now. Poor child, you have really worked hard these days."

Hey?
Merlin was stunned.

Was it because he was so powerful that he frightened the old man?
How could it be so simple!
He carefully observed the old man's expression. He could see no fear, panic or fear. Instead, he noticed a hint of pity in his eyes. Damn it, why should there be pity!

Moreover, Randall did not look directly into his eyes. His gaze fell higher, on the top of his head.
Merlin felt more and more something was wrong. Only then did he recall the looks in other people's eyes, which seemed to be so weird.

He noticed something.

The pupils trembled slightly.

With trembling hands, he slowly touched the top of his head, but received an empty response.

All the surrounding bishops also widened their eyes and stared at themselves in disbelief——

Merlin finally realized the terrible fact.

I seem to be bald?

Merlin gasped.

Then along the way, all the saints in the Holy See were looking at him! !

—

Magic Guild.

The warm sunshine spreads on the endless river, like a huge golden blanket. The drunken spring breeze blows gently, and the water surface ripples, and the golden blanket woven by Yang Gu also rolls along with it. wrinkled.

Facing an interview with a group of reporters, insider Ansu Morningstad said,
"Since ancient times, His Majesty Merlin Andre has been an extremely intelligent bishop. We must admit that he is the leader of our glorious Holy See."

Today is a day worth remembering. From today on, a title as famous as [Pure White Eyes] will spread throughout the entire imperial capital.

[Head of Glory]——Merlin Andre.

Presumably his teacher who is far away in heaven is also proud of him.

(End of this chapter)