Feeling the wary, almost fearful caution from Hales and even Old Brad behind him, the old man's eyes narrowed slightly, and a faint, satisfied yet arrogant sneer touched his lips.
As one of the three Red Robed Archbishops of the Holy Church of the Divine Holy Church, he, Doberman Scaldoran, truly relished this reverence. He savored the fear from the crowd, who didn't even dare to lift their heads in his presence.
This feeling of holding life and death in my hands, of looking down on the world... even making the current Clan Leader of a great Mafia family like Old Brad bow his noble head in submission before me! What an intoxicating sense of superiority! This feeling is truly magnificent!
This was the very power and influence that he, Doberman Scaldoran, possessed. Ever since he became a legendary SSS Level Powerhouse and was subsequently promoted to one of the exalted Red Robed Archbishops of the Holy Church of the Divine Holy Church, all of this had become increasingly evident.
