Wright did not think too much; he simply wanted to ingratiate himself with Saint Monica and Wozworth to show his utmost respect for the two.
Perhaps he could even garner some goodwill and have the two support his candidacy for Pope.
But flattering is a tricky business.
A careless move might end up slapping the horse's leg instead of its flank.
Poor Vice Captain Wright had no idea that these two big shots treated Qin Chu as a brother closer than their own kin.
Dare to speak ill of my "brother", and who but you should perish?
As for the other, Saint Monica regarded Qin Chu as the supreme Lord of Pleasure.
To Saint Monica's ears, Wright's words were nothing short of blasphemy.
A fiery flame surged instantly in Saint Monica's chest, the sin of blasphemy deserving the stake; such foolish, blasphemous trash should be tied to the stake and burned to ashes.
