Roland slightly lowered his head, afraid he couldn't hold back his laughter.
Christine's face was solemn, seemingly calm, but there was an unmistakable "hidden worry" between her brows.
Roland silently gave her acting full marks.
Even though he knew the answer, he was almost fooled by Christine.
The facade of weakness she was holding up was alive and vivid, her acting was exceptional.
But then again, it's normal; being the leader of professional charlatans, it would be weird if she couldn't act.
Looking at Christine's expression, Cardinal Muse had not a bit of doubt.
How could the Goddess's oracle be false, especially with that abundant divine power?
If not for Christine's deep-seated power over the years, he wouldn't be so courteous.
Since it was confirmed Christine had lost all her power, and the Goddess bestowed her strength, it was only natural to publicly expose Christine's divine facade.
Disgrace is only the beginning, the burning stake is her ultimate fate.
