NABC Chapter 852
Chapter 852
Chapter 852: Chapter 230 The First Human Cardinal Archbishop!
Chapter 852: Chapter 230 The First Human Cardinal Archbishop!
Aiwass Moriarty turned his head and gazed at the blonde woman who, dressed in a daringly short red skirt that seemed fashion-forward.
From her attire, she appeared to be a journalist from the Iris Kingdom.
He nodded and said, “Of course, you may.”
As Aiwass Moriarty’s clear, youthful voice finished speaking, the surroundings instantly fell into silence for a moment.
Because this meant that Aiwass Moriarty had publicly acknowledged his identity as a “Cardinal Archbishop”!
If one could still fob things off with a joke or as performance art for merely “dressing like a Cardinal Archbishop”...
...
his current implicit admission that he is the Cardinal Archbishop left no room for alternative interpretation!
No one dared to tell such a lie in the Holy Nation.
Although Elves are gentle, they tend to be even more extreme and radical about such matters.
So, everyone present simultaneously realized one thing:
—The first human Cardinal Archbishop in history was born!
No, to be more accurate...
The first Short-Lived Species Cardinal Archbishop in history was born!
Even the female reporter herself subconsciously held her breath!
Watching them dumbfounded, Aiwass Moriarty kindly reminded, “Do you still need to take pictures?
A group photo is also fine.@@@@
“I am heading to the Twenty-First Ring...
there is still some time on this elevator ride.”
“——Yes, please!”
The blonde-haired, blue-eyed journalist finally snapped out of it.
She nodded vigorously, very excited—she instinctively wanted to hug Aiwass Moriarty, but after taking a step forward, she realized her offense.
Then she instinctively wanted to shake hands with Aiwass Moriarty, but also realized it was inappropriate as soon as she lifted her hand.
This made her seem as though she was excitedly dancing a clumsy jig.
Cardinal Archbishops are pure, mysterious, and powerful, some of the people closest to the Nine Pillar Gods in this world.
Such a courtesy may be fine for wealthy businessmen, for senior government officials, but is still an offense to a Cardinal Archbishop!
But seeing her at a loss, Aiwass Moriarty smiled and took the initiative to reach out, lightly pinching the first two joints of the reporter lady’s middle and index fingers of her right hand, as a formal handshake.
Fortunately, after Aiwass asked for silence, the commotion quickly subsided and thus the news of the new Cardinal Archbishop’s arrival didn’t spread.
Only the small circle around them managed to get their photos with Cardinal Archbishop Aiwass quickly.
It was at this moment that the female journalist from the Iris Kingdom finally spoke up: “Cardinal, were you born in the Holy Nation as a human?”
She was very sensible and tactful.
She waited until everyone had taken their photos before interviewing Aiwass.
Her way of asking was also very clever—instead of directly asking whether Aiwass was a pure-blood human or from which country he originated, she circled around the question.
“My name is Aiwass.”
Aiwass, of course, understood her meaning and smiled in response: “Aiwass Moriarty.
I am an Avalonian.”
“Moriarty...
Aiwass Moriarty...”
The journalist murmured this rare surname, and then became visibly moved: “Could it be...
are you the newly appointed Minister of the Department of Unconcern from Avalon?”
Her professionalism as a talented journalist led her to immediately think of the major news from not long ago.
Although she wasn’t a journalist covering Avalon, this type of international news was at least glanced at and remembered well.
The name Aiwass Moriarty was already etched in her heart, and even Aiwass’ appearance was vaguely recalled.
However, the Cardinal Archbishop’s robes were too striking, and once she realized Aiwass’ identity, she didn’t dare raise her head to look at his face...
She believed others felt the same.
“That’s right, it’s me.”
Aiwass nodded patiently.
Saying so, he casually pulled Isabel from the crowd: “And this lady is Her Majesty the Queen of Avalon, my betrothed.
“We’re here as guests—feel free to publish what I’ve just said.”
Isabel, suddenly brought up, widened her eyes silently.
——How do I explain to people why I suddenly appeared in the Holy Nation!
Aiwass returned her gaze with a smile that said: I don’t care.
“...Cardinal,” the journalist, sensing a life-changing scoop right before her eyes, softened her tone even more, almost pleading, “Could you perhaps take a photograph with Her Majesty the Queen?”
“Of course.”
Aiwass smiled warmly and nodded, saying: “Please.”