Yohan Loves Tite

Eventually, Reese Biss accepted the ceremonial dress. She was prepared to die.

People were relieved. The sacrifice was decided and the sacrifice had made up her mind. The tedious war between mankind and the demons would end and mankind would be recognized half of the continent in the name of God. The restoration after the war would be done by the Holy Father, who was chosen by the Holy God.

Yohan could not accept the endlessly selfish conclusion.

“I don’t love Young Lady Biss! I don’t love anyone!”

“Lie!”

Cardinal Jun questioned Yohan’s lies. Anyone else might believe the Pope’s lies. However, Cardinal Jun was the one who watched the Pope’s confession to the malicious stalker from the side. Pope Yohan clearly had someone he loved, and it was certainly a thoughtful, caring, affectionate love.

At the same time, it was an obsession with love that could not be achieved, and jealousy of Tite, who could give up anything for love.

As things turned out like this, Cardinal Jun wondered if the Pope knew that such an oracle would come down. If he knew, it would be understandable why he had acted as if he didn’t love anyone until now.

“I dare to ask, Holy Father. Did you know that this oracle would come down?”

“No, no. I really didn’t know. I really didn’t know. Even I was taken aback. I had a hunch that an oracle asking for sacrifice would come down. I thought it was certainly my role to be the sacrifice. But this is… As if he had seen through me…”

It was Yohan himself who was most flustered to receive the oracle one step ahead of the others. Blessed by the Holy God, he who heard the oracle. As soon as he was born, he grew up in the Temple under the Pope, became the youngest cardinal, and became the youngest pope.

Yohan had never forgotten his mission for a moment. He wanted to forget and let it go, but he didn’t do it. If God wanted a sacrifice, it was right of him to accept it. It was not a matter of the one he loved, or the one he did not love being sacrificed.

The chosen one was Yohan. So he couldn’t sacrifice anyone else.

Yohan grabbed the locket around his neck without realizing it.

“I will be the sacrifice.”

“Please, Holy Father. We need your guidance.”

“But I can’t help it. I don’t have anyone I love. So, I’m the only one who can be sacrificed.”

“I remember the confession you made to Young Lady Rivero. Were you telling a lie?”

“It was a lie to persuade her.”

“It was never a lie.”

Their eyes met. There was no fear of death or lingering feelings of life in Yohan’s determined eyes. At the same time, Jun saw it. The eyes of a man who was satisfied with being able to be sacrificed instead of his loved one,

He knew that if he was really in love, the demands from himself and people were an ungrateful act to the Pope, who led them throughout. But that was why Jun couldn’t give up on Yohan even more.

“The rain doesn’t stop. Will it stop today?”

“Even if it rains, the ceremony will proceed as it is. The Holy Fire doesn’t go out in the water.”

On the night before the ceremony. The Pope, who volunteered to be sacrificed, had a final chat with his friend. Cardinal Jun turned his eyes out of the window. The sound of rain and thunder blended loudly, complicating further Jun’s feelings, which were already complicated.

“Are you sure you won’t change your mind? We need you, Holy Father.”

“How many times do I tell you? I don’t love anyone. No, I love everyone. To make a sacrifice commensurate with the oracle, I must die, or all mankind must be burned. It must be… one… of…”

Yohan fell asleep after drinking alcohol mixed with sleeping pills. At Cardinal Jun’s signal, the holy knights entered the room and lifted Pope Yohan.

“As far away as possible from the capital.”

“Yes, sir.”

‘I’m sorry, Holy Father. But we need you.’

The lightning struck constantly as if to scold Cardinal Jun for his crimes. Cardinal Jun glanced at the building where Young Lady Biss, who would be sacrificed instead of Yohan, stayed. The last night spent alive. What would that woman think about as she spent the last night of her life?

The rain continued to fall like the heart of a sinner who dared to deceive the Pope and push a woman who was unknown whether she was the sacrifice or not.

The day cleared up. There was a terrible rain, but there was no disruption to the ceremony. Instead, the sky was clear without a cloud. The Pope had left the capital and the sacrifice was ready. Everything was ready. Cardinal Jun, who was in charge of the offering ceremony instead of the Pope, watched the sacrifice walk to the altar.

An extravagant ceremonial dress. A row of jewels. A faltering gait as though it was heavy to walk directly to the altar despite being ready. Perhaps not to show her dying face, Reese covered her face with a numerous layer of veil.

People were worried if the sacrifice had escaped, but the black hair, which was fluttering under the veil, was definitely Reese Biss’s hair.

People admired Reese’s determined attitude in the face of death.

“Ah, indeed, the woman whom the Holy Father loves.”

“How could she walk so elegantly?”

“How could she be so determined?”

Did the Pope really love Reese? Even Cardinal Jun, who claimed so loudly, was confused on the day of the ritual. He knew there would be no one else than her, but he wondered if it was really her. Cardinal Jun made up his faltering mind.

He watched the Pope from the nearest side. Reese Biss was the woman Pope Yohan most showed his attraction to. I don’t know about the other feelings, but he can’t hide love. Cardinal Jun thought so.