Monn frowned.
He didn't expect to encounter the good-for-nothing prince in the end!
"Bad luck!"
He muttered in his heart.
He didn't want to get too involved with this good-for-nothing prince and waste his time.
Monn directly turned to the small path next to him and prepared to take a detour as he thought that.
Who knew that Monn discovered a group of people gathering in front of him just as he walked a distance from the small path!
Monn's expression didn't look right.
Damn it, why weren't these people welcoming the prince on Avenue of Triumph?
Why were they there?
Monn noticed a cardinal of the same rank as him with a glance.
Quiniel.
The cardinal was usually in charge of the security around the cathedral.
He was powerful and should be at the peak of Amethyst Rank.
Furthermore, he had rich battle experience.
Monn would not be a match for this person before he advanced to the Holy Rank.
Beside Cardinal Quiniel was a large group of archbishops and bishops.
They stood respectfully behind Quiniel.
Opposite them were two teams of soldiers wearing mithril chain armor!
The soldiers were guarding a huge bed in the middle!
Six maids who were not wearing revealing clothes were taking care of a man lying in the middle of the palanquin.
The man who looked dull was a man whose body had been emptied by alcohol and sex.
Naturally, it was Prince Burton, that good-for-nothing prince!
Monn had a rough glance, except for those who were out on missions.
Almost all the members of the Orthodox Church's St. Servant Cathedral were bishops and above that were there.
Quiniel indeed did not leave anyone behind!
Monn heard Prince Burton, who was lying on the bed, spoke in an arrogant tone of voice just as he was about to sneak over.
"Quiniel, is this all the people in your cathedral?"
Quiniel, who was in red, had a flattering smile on his face as he bowed and answered.
"Reporting to Prince Burton, other than those who went out on missions, everyone above the bishops in the St. Servant Cathedral is here."
"Mm, Quiniel, well done!"
Prince Burton replied lazily, turning his head to take the peeled grapes from the maid.
Suddenly, he saw Monn dressed in red!
"But who is that? Why is he wearing the same clothes as you?"
Quiniel was stunned, turning his head to look over.
His expression was gloomy in an instant.
"Cardinal Monn, when did you come back? Why aren't you here to pay your respects to Prince Burton?"
He deliberately spoke with a stern tone of voice and the hint in his words.
Quiniel wanted Prince Burton to think that Monn had just returned from a mission outside.
He did not deliberately come to pay his respects to him!
In Quiniel's heart, Monn should comply with what he said at this time as long as his brain was functioning well.
After all, regardless of whether it was in terms of rank or status.
Prince Burton's status was far higher than the cardinals like them!
If Monn was still as stubborn as before.
He, Quiniel, might also be in trouble this time!
Quiniel looked at Monn with a threatening look in his eyes when he thought of that!
Monn frowned when he heard Quiniel called out.
'Is that Quiniel sick?'
'Didn't he see that Í am already off work?'
'He could just lick the boots if he wants. Why should he bring me into this?'
Monn shot a cold glance at Quiniel with a calm expression on his face.
Then, he walked straight ahead.
"Cardinal Monn! What are you doing? Didn't you hear what I said?"
Quiniel's face froze, and he quickly shouted!
He was also angry!
It was tolerable if he was a maverick usually!
A bishop even reported to him that Monn was unwilling to participate in the rehearsal of Prince Burton's welcoming ceremony this time.
He didn't even bother to look for trouble with Monn!
He thought that it would be fine since Monn would leave on time. At most, he would tell Prince Burton that he was out on a mission.
But now since they met!
How dare he!
Wasn't Monn putting him in a bad situation?
Quiniel's face was livid, and he saw that Mon was still ignoring him.
He came straight to Monn!
He looked at him with a gloomy face as he stood in his way.
"Cardinal Monn, have you not seen Prince Burton?"
"I see him," said Monn coldly. "Why?"
"Why?"
Quiniel almost laughed out of anger!
Did he say why?
"Cardinal Monn now is not the time to play dumb. Hurry up and follow me. We pay our respects to Prince Burton!"
Quiniel lowered his voice and continued.
"If you are disrespectful to Prince Burton, both of us will be in big trouble if Prince Burton blames you!"
Monn looked at him coldly.
"Cardinal Quiniel, did you misunderstand something?"
"I have never been disrespectful to Prince Burton. I have never seen him before, so how am I disrespectful to him?"
"It's just that I have already gotten off work. Now, it's my private time!"
"I have no interest in paying respect to any prince during my private time."
"Now, please move aside!"
Quiniel was so angry that his entire body was trembling!
'Did you hear what he said?'
'What did he mean by private time? He had already seen Prince Burton. Was the private time important now?'
"Cardinal Monn, don't be arrogant!"
"Move aside!"
Monn said coldly and was about to leave directly from the side!
Prince Burton waited for quite a while from not far away, but Quiniel and Monn still did not come back to pay him respect.
His expression immediately became a little unhappy!
"Will, go and see what's going on!"
"Yes, Your Highness!"
The person named Will was the one who shouted, "Prince Burton has arrived" that Monn had just heard.
He was Burton's palace guard, and one of the Black Gold Rank guards that King Aldrich had sent to Burton!
Will was not tall, and his pair of small eyes were filled with arrogance.
He lifted the long sword at his waist and walked towards Quiniel and Monn.
Even if it was one of Prince Burton's guards.
He did not show the slightest respect when facing Quiniel.
He frowned and shouted.
"Quiniel, what's going on? His Highness the Prince is still waiting for you!"
Quiniel was a cardinal, after all.
It was fine if he was reprimanded by Prince Burton.
But now, a guard in front of the palace dared to shout at him like this?
He saw Will looking at him without fear just as he was about to burst into anger. His eyes were filled with arrogance and superiority.
Quiniel was stunned.
Behind him was Prince Burton.
One still had to look at its owner if they want to beat up a dog...
His face was burning. In the end, Quiniel gritted his teeth.
He looked straight at Monn, his eyes almost overflowing with coldness!
'Since you don't want me to have a good time, then don't even think about getting away yourself!'
"Please report to the prince. This person is also a cardinal named Monn. He is not willing to pay his respect to Prince Burton!"
"What?"
Will's small eyes widened, and he stared angrily at Monn.
His palm was already placed on the long sword at his waist.
Then, Monn met his gaze coldly without showing any signs of weakness.
"I'll say one more time!"
"I've already gotten off work. No one has the right to ask me to do things that I'm unwilling to do in my private time, no matter who they are!"
"Now, please move aside!"