Chapter 781: Shall We Play A Game, You and I?

Pope Julius sat on his throne with his head hanging low. By his side were the various Cardinals of the Catholic Church who knelt with equally depressed expressions. These men were the replacements of the previous College of Cardinals who were blasted to bits in a suicide attack that was commanded by Berengar. 

The Papal crown glistened under the light of the sun as the Pope sighed heavily while gazing upon the ring on his finger. It was a golden ring from an ancient era, which depicted the rays of the sun. Truth be told, Julius did not know the exact origins of this primeval artificial, but it had been given to every Pope upon their ascension for the last thousand years.