"Vernon Administrator, I have a question. Then Eliment suddenly asked hesitantly.

"What's the problem?" asked Vernon impatiently, still deeply bothered by the question he had just asked.

"Why is it that in those 'prophecies' just now, the person who was hostile to you turned out to be me!" Ilement carefully observed Vernon's expression, for fear of causing the displeasure of this high-ranking person in the Holy See. After all, in those "prophecies", he was on the opposite side of Vernon.

"I'm sorry to tell you that the picture you 'predicted' just now, even if it happens in the future, will only happen in your dreams. Vernon hesitated and decided not to tell Elemente the truth about the matter. Vernon thinks it's wiser to boil everything down to a dream at the moment.

The fewer people who know about the fact that the gods have ever come down the better, let alone such an unbelievable thing as the two gods. If the rest of the Holy See knew that the Divine Envoy of the Lord of Light, the mortal enemy of the Lord of Light, and the Divine Envoy of the Lord of Light, had descended on the same person, it would probably cause a collapse of faith, and it would be a catastrophe for the Holy See.

When the time comes, there is no need for the angry Lord of Light to send down divine punishment, but the Empire will definitely take this opportunity to completely disintegrate the Holy See. This forced Vernon to be cautious.

"You mean to say that the prophecy I just made using the oracle was a dream?" said Elemment, a look of obvious disbelief.

"Given your special constitution, it is not impossible to prophesy a dream. Vernon had fully recovered from the shock he had just now and said with a smile.

"Special constitution?" asked Eliment, surprised.

"Let me ask you, was your intuition particularly accurate?" asked Vernon, brushing his beard, which had become as white as snow.

"How do you know?" said Elemmente, who had a keen instinct for a secret he had never revealed to anyone.

"That's right. Vernon did not answer Element's question directly, but told him the truth about the Chosen Prophet.

"You mean I'm the kind of chosen prophet in history?" said Elemment, who didn't know whether to cry or laugh. The oracle inheritance that he had "so hard" obtained turned out to be this kind of existence like chicken ribs. After all, the so-called prophecy of the Chosen Prophet is like a lottery, everything depends on luck, which cannot but be said to be a huge joke played by fate and him.

"Judging by your sharp intuition and the unreliable prophecy just now, this should be the case. Vernon said with great certainty.

"On what basis do you say that my prophecy was a dream?" asked Ilmente unwillingly.

"There are three reasons. Vernon held out three skinny fingers at Eliment, "First, the Chosen Prophet generally can't predict his future, and you just said that in that prophecy, you were the one who was hostile to me, so ......"

"What if there is a difference?" said Eliment, with a hint of luck.

Vernon glared at him and stretched out a second finger: "Second, it is absolutely impossible for you and me to be opposed, and according to your description, the witch who is hostile to you should be the goddess of magic Bishut standing at the apex of the Iliad continent, do you think that one day you will be able to defeat the joint attack of me and Bishut?"

"Anything is possible!" Elemment muttered unconvinced.

Vernon smiled tolerantly, as if an elder was looking at a child who had made a mistake, "Third, don't forget that I can also use oracles, and that 'dream' about the future you just foresaw happened to appear in my prophecy. ”

After Vernon finished speaking, he couldn't help but applaud himself in his heart, and being able to make up such a "real" reason in such a short period of time can be regarded as his pinnacle.

"What, what? you can also do oracles?" exclaimed Elemment, exaggeratedly. It was the second huge blow he had received in just a few minutes after learning that he was the Chosen One. He originally thought that after mastering the oracle technique, he would be a strange thing!

"Is there anything strange? You're also a member of the Holy See, when have you ever heard that the oracle has been lost?" asked Vernon with a glared look.

"But I've heard Priest Poole say that only His Majesty the Pope has truly mastered the oracle in the Holy See today—wait a minute, are you His Majesty the Pope?" Ilment's eyes widened unprecedentedly, Vernon had hinted at him countless times before, and only then did he finally guess Vernon's true identity.

"You're finally aware. Vernon's face was once again "You're scared, aren't you?"

"Really, really didn't expect the current Pope to be a bad old man!" Eliment's words almost made Vernon faint.

"You, you......" Vernon's old face flushed, and he trembled and pointed at Eliment, not knowing what to say. Fortunately, at this time, Eliment also reacted, and it was rude to say that His Majesty the Pope was crowned. So he immediately changed his flattering expression and came up. The speed at which he changed his face was something he had only seen in the life of a well-informed pope.

"I am so rude, please forgive me for my recklessness, after all, this is the first time I have met His Majesty. I have been completely intimidated by your majesty, so I have not chosen to speak. Please forgive me for my disrespect no matter what. Elemente prostrate at Vernon's feet, and the fleshy and shameless sycophants rolled out of his mouth, and the skill of his sycophants amazed Vernon, who had heard a lot of sycophants.

"Get up. He who does not know is not guilty. But then again, Electre's sycophants are unique, and Vernon felt a lot more comfortable after listening to it, and unconsciously forgot a lot about Element's disrespect for him just now.

"Obey the decree!" Eliment got up from the ground respectfully, the expression on his face was much more restrained, after all, he was standing in front of the biggest boss of the entire Holy See.

"Eliment, you just looked like you were flamboyant, you have to be a little more restrained in the future. Vernon couldn't help but mention Eliment, after all, he was the executor of the plan that Gyllenhaal had personally chosen. If he wants to carry out that plan and fulfill his teacher's last wishes, Vernon must nurture Elemment well.

"Yes, but His Majesty, you see that I finally got the inheritance of the oracle this time, but I didn't expect that I was the chosen prophet, I wonder if there is any way for you to remedy it?" Seeing that Vernon did not punish him for his disrespectful behavior, Eliment said with a grim face, "After all, if I master the true oracle technique, it will be of great benefit to you and the entire Holy See, isn't it?"