Lily lifted her head with a worried look and explained, "Mr. Charles, only if we agree to his condition will this guy be willing to help find you."
The Pope smiled faintly, his smile tinged with smugness, "Child, although this process went unexpectedly smoothly, this is none of my business. You still have to pay what you owe, I just agreed to rescue you and defeat the Foundation."
Seeing Charles's very displeased expression, Anna, with her arms crossed, explained with a hint of irritation.
"Hey, hey, hey, you're not blaming me, are you? You know this is the Foundation we're dealing with. To fight them, I naturally have to use all our power. Getting the Pope's help in exchange for a rat is a good deal."
Looking at Lily in his hands, Charles's mood, which had just improved, suddenly soured again. He stared intensely at the Pope's youthful face and said, "That's my crew, and I will definitely get her back."
The Pope shook his head, his eyes fervently gazing at Lily's fluffy nape.
