As A Cardinal, I Don't Do Overtime

“Please wait a moment, Cardinal Monn.”

The King’s voice caused Monn, who was about to leave, to stop in his tracks.

He turned his head and asked in puzzlement, “Is there anything else, Your Majesty?”

The King coughed lightly and did not know how to speak for a moment.

It could be seen that Monn looked like he had wanted to leave immediately.

King Aldrich braced himself and said, “I wonder if Cardinal Monn is interested to be a guest of the royal family?”

“Oh?”

Monn looked at King Aldrich and felt that today was really interesting.

Previously it was Prince Rostislav, and now it was this King.

He really did not know what was going on.

He chuckled and said, “The king is preparing to let me change jobs?”

“Jump ship?”

Aldrich studied the meaning of the word carefully.

It was a little strange for a moment.

But he still understood the general meaning.

He nodded slightly, his eyes filled with anticipation.

But Monn was probably going to disappoint him.

He shook his head and declined politely, “I’m sorry, I think the current job is pretty good now.”

Aldrich was slightly disappointed when he heard this, but he had already thought of this outcome before.

But at the same time, he could not help but ask, “But you’re only a cardinal in the Orthodox Church now. Why don’t you come to our royal family? Your position and treatment will definitely be the best.”

Monn suddenly understood. So it was because he was a cardinal, that the father and son of the royal family felt that they had a chance to poach him to the royal family.

He smiled and explained, “A cardinal is only my current position. In a short while, I will be the Pope.”

Aldrich opened his mouth, not knowing what to say.

After all, no matter how much the kingdom gave him, his position could not be higher than the King’s, or even equal to the King’s.

But the Pope of Orthodox Church was different.

That was the Pope of a church, an existence that could talk to him, the King, on equal terms in terms of status.

Since he already had such an identity, why did he still come to the royal family to become the King’s subordinate?

Aldrich shook his head helplessly. He had thought that it was lucky that Orthodox Church had not discovered this powerful cardinal, or perhaps this cardinal had received some unfair treatment in Orthodox Church.

Only then did he think of seizing this opportunity to recruit this powerful cardinal to strengthen the royal family’s strength.

However, the Orthodox Church was still not blind from old age. How could they let such a peak-stage saint-level powerhouse go and not put him in an important position?

“Since there’s nothing else, I’ll go back first.”

Monn saw that that was nothing else, so he said calmly.

Aldrich had no choice, but he still did not give up and continued, “Since that’s the case, we won’t hold Cardinal Monn back. However, if Cardinal Monn change your mind, or if anything happens, you can come to the royal family at any time. The doors of our royal family will always be open for you.”

Monn nodded slightly and did not reject Aldrich’s good intentions.

However, he felt that he would not have a chance in this life.

It was because not only Andrew treated him well, but even the Pope was an amiable old man.

There was no black-hearted boss in the workplace.

Monn passed through the banquet hall.

The nobles on the way gave way to him one by one, terrified by the sudden display of his strength.

On the other hand, Saintess Ace, the eldest Princess Cheryl, and Heidi of the Francis family all rushed up.

“Are you done?”

There wasn’t a trace of jealousy on Ace who was smiling.

Monn nodded, “I’m done.”

Ace, who knew Monn’s character, was delighted. It was almost time to get off work.

Monn would not waste time at this boring party.

She said calmly, “Since we are done, let’s go home.”

Her appearance made people wonder about the relationship between the saintess and the cardinal.

It sounded like a wife talking to her husband.

The eldest princess did not change her expression. She said with a smile, “Don’t leave in a hurry. Monn hasn’t danced with me yet.”

Heidi was even more enthusiastic. She directly held Moon’s arm in her arms.

She acted as if it was a matter of course.

“Of course Monn will come to my house. Let’s go now.”

Monn sighed and ignored the three women. He directly used a space walk to return to his home in St Servant.

Seeing this, Cheryl and Heidi were stunned. On the other hand, Ace secretly clenched her fist. She felt that she had won this time.

It was because she thought that Monn would still go to her house to wait for her to feed him.

However, when she prepared a big meal and waited for Monn to come back, her expression suddenly became unhappy.

It was because Monn had gone straight back to St. Servant, and he did not go to Ace’s house even until it was time for Elma to come home in the evening.

After returning to St. Servant, Monn, who had dinner with Elma, finally breathed a sigh of relief. He felt that the past few days had been really tiring.

After taking a comfortable bath, Monn sat in his bedroom and rubbed his hands expectantly.

Today was his weekly reward time again.

“System, extract the reward.”

[ Weekly reward is being distributed. You have received the Holy Sword — Elendil! ]

Holy Sword?!

Hearing these two words, Monn almost immediately thought of the Holy Sword in Ace’s hand.

He could not help but feel a little strange.

If the holy sword was only slightly sharp but did not have any other abilities, then what was the use of it?

However, Elendil’s words were somewhat familiar to him.

He said, “Withdraw the reward.”

There was a buzz.

It was as if something had crossed the boundary of time and space and sent something to Monn’s side.

A blinding holy light suddenly appeared.

Monn closed his eyes almost subconsciously.

Then, he suddenly felt his legs sinking.

A one-handed sword with a silver-gray scabbard suddenly appeared in Monn’s eyes.

“This is Holy Sword Elendil?”

Monn stared with a pair of stunned eyes.

He sized up the gorgeous one-handed sword in his hand.

The silver-gray scabbard was filled with the sun and moon that were meticulously carved with fine gemstones.

Monn gently pulled out the sword.

A cry that sounded like a lark was heard.

This was the cry of Elendil’s sword.

Monn carefully felt that Elendil’s grip was wrapped in a layer of black leather. The top of the hilt was in a circular shape, and there was a golden light rippling on it.

The body of the sword was engraved with strange inscriptions that Monn could not understand.

Monn could not help but look at the ineffable inscription.

It seemed to be emitting a luster that could attract one’s mind, causing Monn to be slightly intoxicated.

It was not until late at night that Monn finally broke out of this state. He could not help but sigh at the beauty of the Holy Sword.