Chapter 1740: Grelio

"Perfect place, perfect food, perfect service. I had no idea such perfect enjoyment existed in the world. It's like I don't want to leave," Leo said, clearly satisfied. The vampire beauty smiled brightly. "Our leader has brought unprecedented honor to the Dark Clan. This kind of enjoyment is nothing compared to that." In the pope's palace, in a luxurious and majestic bedroom that seemed like heaven, Grelio stood in front of a large half-finished oil painting, deep in thought. The painting wasn't yet complete. Grelio held a brush in one hand and a palette in the other, staring off into space. He seemed to be facing a creative block and was fully immersed in trying to solve it. Suddenly, someone quietly lifted the curtain of the bedroom door and tiptoed inside. The four bishops guarding the door turned to see that it was Cardinal Owen. "Your Excellency Owen," the four bishops quickly bowed and made the sign of the cross on their chests. "Hmm, is His Majesty still deep in thought?