Chapter 1992 - Don't Doubt This System's Professionalism

Mag didn't care who the hell the Holy Spirit was. He only knew that anyone who attempted to take Amy away from him was no good.

Furthermore, he had never quite liked religion-related con artists. It was fine when Amy liked that pair of wings in Rodu. However, if the Holy See wanted to use that as a threat, and made Amy go to Rodu to be whatever holy maiden, he wasn't going to take that lying down.

As for the so-called pontiff, Mag didn't believe that Andre would let a half-elf become the pope, and make generations of royals kneel under her feet when they ascended the throne.

"Mr. Mag, we don't mean any harm. This is the letter written to you personally by the pope." Seely also got up, retrieved a letter from his space magic ring, and passed it to Mag.

Mag didn't accept the letter. He looked at Seely, and calmly said, "I have just said that Amy isn't whatever holy maiden. She's just a four-year-old child. I want her to grow up happily, and that has nothing to do with the plan of becoming the pontiff."

The ambiance in the restaurant became tense instantly.

Canault's gaze jumped between the two other men. He secretly admired Boss Mag for having the powerful presence to go against the archbishop as an ordinary man. At the same time, he was worried that the archbishop would lose his temper.

Seely looked at Mag quietly for a long time before putting the letter down on the table, and said in a grave voice, "I shouldn't tell you about this matter, but you are being so stubborn. This world isn't as peaceful as you see. The devil has already crawled out from the abyss. Darkness is going to descend soon. The world needs light, and she is the one who can bring light to this world. The Holy Spirit has chosen her, and she has to undertake that burden."

"Ha." Mag laughed disrespectfully.

"If this world needs saving, let your so-called Holy Spirit do it personally. If your so-called Holy Spirit can only talk sh*t behind the scenes, let you guys, the so-called spokespeople of the Holy Spirit, do it. Don't you feel ashamed and ridiculous by asking a four-year-old child to save the world, and placing this burden on her?" Mag didn't bother to disguise his contempt in his smile.

Canault turned his face to the side with a blush after hearing that. He also had no idea that Seely came to look for Mag and Little Boss for this.

Although the Little Boss was powerful and talented, just like what Boss Mag said, it was unbelievable and ridiculous to let a four-year-old child undertake the burden of saving the world even if the Holy Spirit had indeed chosen her.

Seely went quiet. Surprisingly, he wasn't furious.

"You are a good father. I can understand your anger, but this matter concerns the Norland Continent. I hope you can consider it properly." After saying that, Seely turned around, and walked to the door.

Canault nodded at Mag apologetically before quickly turning around to catch up with Seely.

"There's no need for consideration. Amy will never go with you." Mag looked at Seely's back, and calmly said, "If the Norland Continent needs to be saved by a child, then there will be no point saving it."

Seely's steps faltered before he pushed open the door and walked out.

Canault followed him out before closing the door gingerly.

He followed after Seely. Even though he was just an intermediate magic caster, he could clearly sense Seely's rage and the unstable magical elements around him.

Canault had never expected that as an ordinary man, Boss Mag would have such courage when facing a great magic caster, and he rejected the chance of letting his daughter become the pope in the future without any hesitation.

"Boss Mag is known for doting on his daughter. He most probably just doesn't want Amy to leave him'¦" Canault said softly.

"Foolish. Ignorant." Seely blurted out two words solemnly.

"Lord Archbishop, what do you plan to do now?" Canault carefully asked. He was a little worried that Seely would snatch the child. After all, they were in Chaos City, and Urien was living close by.

"I will stay in Chaos City for a while. The holy maiden's matter is important. We've got to bring her back to the Holy See," Seely said in a low voice.

"Yes." Canault nodded. He didn't ask any more questions that someone at his level shouldn't ask.

Mag tossed the pope's letter into the trash can casually. No matter what flowery words that fellow said, he would never send Amy to the Holy See.

The Holy See might pour more resources into Amy, but Amy would also most likely become an emotionless messenger of their god. This was what he couldn't accept.

Furthermore, he was already a demigod now, and only lacked a recognition from God to become a complete god. Hence, the so-called Holy Spirit had already lost its mystery and unattainability in his eyes.

He would even kill a god if they had designs on Amy.

Mag kept the two water glasses, and was going to go study up on the brewing when the doorbell rang again.

"Again?" Mag frowned. He opened the door to take a look. It wasn't Seely and Canault at the door, but Elizabeth in a frost long dress.

"Elizabeth? Did you leave something behind in the restaurant?" Mag looked at her with surprise.

"No, I came to resign and bid farewell," Elizabeth said to Mag in a cold voice.

"Resign?"

"Yes. Thank you for taking care of me. I'm leaving Chaos City to look for my father." Elizabeth nodded.

Mag looked at Elizabeth. He had saved her from Dragon Island, and it was purely an accident that she ended up working in the restaurant. However, after working and eating together for this period of time, they definitely formed a friendship.

Besides, Rankster might not be alive. He disappeared in the place where the Great Old One had escaped from its seal. The probability of him surviving wasn't high.

However, after interacting with each other during this time, Mag knew a little about Elizabeth's character. She wouldn't change her mind once she made it up. Furthermore, this had been her obsession for years.

"Have you talked to Miya and the rest?" Mag asked.

"I left a letter to Miya. I didn't tell the rest." Elizabeth shook her head. "I'm not good at saying goodbye."

Mag said to her smilingly, "You don't have to resign. Mamy Restaurant's doors will always open for you. Come back whenever you want. All of us will miss you."

Elizabeth looked at Mag. That warm smile reminded her of her father again. She nodded and answered before turning around to leave.

"Wait a sec," Mag called out to her. He took out a silver ring from his pocket, and passed it to her.

"This is?"

Mag smilingly said, "I didn't prepare any gifts. I made this ring personally with Amy and the rest a few days ago. It's not very pretty, but it's a token of my well-wishes. I hope you will think of us when you see this ring."

"Thank you." Elizabeth wore the ring on her ring finger when she heard that before saying goodbye to Mag, and turned to leave. A giant snowflake appeared under her feet, and she disappeared from the dark square.

"System, are you sure that thing can locate her accurately? What if the battery died?" Mag murmured inwardly.

"Can the Host not doubt this System's professionalism? The ring has a basic solar-powered charging system. That ring not only has a tracking function, it also has an alarm that warns about low blood volume. If it weren't for the fact there was no internet here, it would have had all the functions of a watch phone.." The system's smug voice sounded.