Regal Guard of Dragon

All of this should have originally belonged to him. It was precisely because of this idea that Arthur wished he could eat his flesh and sleep on his skin. Even his hatred towards Pope Zeus and Saint Tiffany was filled with hatred.    

    

"Esteemed guest, this is the banquet hall. The Pope and Saint are waiting!"    

    

Lucas gestured with one hand and invited Chen Feng in.    

    

"Thank you!"    

    

Chen Feng nodded and walked away.    

    

There were guards outside the castle, checking everyone who entered. However, because of Zeus' instructions, Chen Feng did not have a physical body.    

    

The door to the banquet hall was pushed open, and Chen Feng walked in. The room was not very big, much smaller than some ordinary national banquets. The room's decoration was very simple. In the middle of the room was a long table with candles placed on it.    

    

Perhaps it was because the door was pushed open and a gust of wind blew, the candle flame swayed in the wind was a little strange.    

    

Pope Zeus and Saint Tiffany were already waiting. The Pope was wearing a long black robe, and a cross hung on his neck. He looked imposing without anger.    

    

Saint Tiffany was wearing a long white robe. She looked at Chen Feng shyly.    

    

When Chen Feng walked in, Pope Zeus and Saint Tiffany stood up at the same time.    

    

"Mr. Chen, welcome to this place!" Pope Zeus, with a smile on his face, gestured with one hand to invite Chen Feng to take a seat.    

    

"Mr. Chen, nice to meet you!" Saint Tiffany also had a smile on her face as she spoke to Chen Feng. However, this smile contained a trace of shyness from her daughter's family.    

    

"Your Highness the Pope, Saint, it is my great honor to receive your invitation!"    

    

Chen Feng smiled and said to the two of them.    

    

After Chen Feng sat down, four Sister immediately served dinner on the table. One of the Sister poured wine for the Pope, Zeus, Chen Feng and the Saintess.    

    

"Mr. Chen, I really like the culture of Huaxia Country. I know a little about the wine culture. There will be wine in the banquet. Although this is the E Country, Mr. Chen is a guest. Tonight, according to the rules of Huaxia Country, let's have a drink first!"    

    

As Pope Zeus spoke, he raised his glass. The saintess also raised her glass. Chen Feng also picked up the glass, and the three of them took a sip.    

    

The banquet had already begun.    

    

Pope Zeus invited Chen Feng to a meal with one hand. Chen Feng picked up his knife and fork and took a few bites. He could feel that opposite him, Saint Tiffany's beautiful eyes flickered as she carefully observed Chen Feng.    

    

"This is the second cup of wine. Congratulations to Mr. Chen for winning the championship of the world martial arts competition!"    

    

As he spoke, Pope Zeus raised the second cup of wine.    

    

"Thank you!"    

    

Chen Feng replied politely. After a moment of silence, Chen Feng continued, "I am very sorry to have injured the captain of your guards in the World Martial Arts Competition. " Chen Feng's words were full of apology.    

    

"Mr. Chen, don't mind it. There are too many Mr. Chens on the stage in this competition. Besides, life and death are determined by fate. This kind of thing will inevitably happen in the martial arts competition. If our church wants to investigate this kind of thing, it will be a joke!"    

    

Pope Zeus waved his hand and explained very generously.    

    

"Thank you, Pope!" Chen Feng replied with a smile, but his heart was moved. He did not know what the Pope's intentions were.    

    

After Chen Feng's words were spoken, the scene fell into a momentary silence.    

    

"Mr. Chen, what do you think of Saint Tiffany?" A few of the Pope asked Chen Feng.    

    

Chen Feng was stunned. He looked at Saint Tiffany, who was standing beside him. A ridiculous thought appeared in his mind, but Chen Feng did not show it. Instead, he smiled and said, "The Saint has a noble temperament and is refined. She also has an enviable face, like an angel!"    

    

Hearing Chen Feng's praise, Saint Tiffany's face turned red, and her heart was as sweet as honey.    

    

"Oh? Does Mr. Chen really think so?" Pope Zeus asked again, and Chen Feng nodded.    

    

"If that's the case, I don't think Mr. Chen will object to marrying Saint Tiffany to Mr. Chen!" After getting confirmation from Chen Feng, the Pope finally asked the core question of the banquet.    

    

When she said this, Saint Tiffany's face turned as red as an apple, but she still looked at Chen Feng with anticipation in her eyes.    

    

Chen Feng, on the other hand, was like a lightning strike, sitting on the chair blankly with a face full of disbelief.    

    

"Your Highness the Pope, you are not joking with me, right?" After a brief moment of shock, Chen Feng spoke in disbelief. He had never thought that the reason the Pope called him here today was to marry Saint Tiffany to him.    

    

Even though he had already guessed the kingdom in his heart, he still found it hard to believe that the Pope had confirmed it.    

    

After all, Tiffany was the Holy Maiden of the Holy Church, and her identity was among the top in the world.    

    

Those who wanted to marry her would probably line up from the Vatican's city to the city.    

    

As the spokesperson of the Vatican, Tiffany's status could be said to be unimaginably noble.    

    

Although in terms of the size of the country and strength of the country, the Vatican was not prominent worldwide. It could even be said that among all countries, the Vatican was ranked at the very back.    

    

However, many large countries, including M Country, Russia and Huaxia, did not dare to look down on the Vatican. To be more precise, they did not dare to look down on the Vatican!    

    

Because the Vatican had more than one billion believers. Their believers were spread all over the world, and they were very pious.    

    

No one can imagine what kind of earth-shattering thing these followers will do when they unite, and no country would dare to let such a thing happen!    

    

Apart from her illustrious identity, Tiffany also had a peerless appearance, a demon's figure, and a noble temperament. Moreover, she was an early stage God of War Martial Cultivator. . .    

    

All of this could be described as perfect.    

    

And now, Pope Zeus wanted to marry Tiffany to Chen Feng. How could Chen Feng not be shocked?    

    

After hearing Chen Feng's words, Pope Zeus' face darkened. "Chen Feng, do you think I would joke with you about Tiffany's marriage?"    

    

Chen Feng was speechless. The Pope would not joke with Tiffany's marriage. After all, the Pope was the master of the Church.    

    

Seeing that Chen Feng did not respond, the Pope continued, "Tiffany was attracted by you the first time she saw you. She felt that you were very special. After you won the championship of Global Martial Arts Competition, she was completely loyal to you. Just yesterday, she told me that she liked you. "    

    

Swoosh!    

    

Hearing the Pope's words, Tiffany's pretty face inevitably turned red. She lowered her head and buried it between her legs, not even daring to look at Chen Feng.    

    

"In addition, other than Tiffany's reason, I also think that you are an excellent man. You are totally worthy of Tiffany. You are with Tiffany. It can be said to be a match made in heaven. " Zeus added another sentence. These words were the truest thoughts in his heart. It was as he said, the current Chen Feng. He could indeed be called the most outstanding young man in the world.