Summer Must Die (16 Chapters Left to Complete) - Chapter 34

“What do you mean by that?”

Summer’s voice trembled faintly. Her pale complexion made her blue eyes appear even more vivid.

Damian suddenly felt an impulse to reach out and touch Summer’s eyes.

In the Empire, that piercing blue was treated with nearly the same reverence as violet.

A prime example was Russell Bertrand of House Bertrand.

From Damian’s perspective—as someone who had clawed his way up relentlessly—praise directed toward Russell often made his stomach churn.

“Well, you may interpret it however you like.”

Damian smiled. Summer immediately recognized the expression on his face.

Damian had once again become the Pope—his ethereal, sacred lavender hair flowing down his back.

“If you cannot prove you mean me no harm, I will never trust Your Holiness again.”

“Faith does not arise from proof. Doubt may stem from evidence, but not faith.”

“…….”

“It was a pleasant time, Summer.”

As soon as the Pope finished speaking, a strong gust of wind blew. Carried on the breeze came the anxious voices of worshipers calling out for the Pope.

“Everyone is looking for Your Holiness. Let’s head down now.”

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