Since Domus City is an archdiocese, it has several churches of different sizes.
It has been half a year since the bishop of the Holy Light Church in the East District passed away, and there has been no suitable priest to take over. Just as Bishop Sla, who has been traveling abroad for many years, came back, the Pope was very happy to receive him, this old friend, and awarded him the Holy Spirit. The position of Bishop of the Light Church allowed his somewhat old body to settle down.
This Holy Light Church is neither big nor small, with more than fifty priests and more than twenty intern priests. Because he had the status of a bishop, the Pope arranged for him to be here, and it took less than ten days from beginning to end. In fact, to be honest, the arrangement of teaching positions is not so easy. Even if he is a bishop, there is an archbishop above him. For example, like this time, he should apply to the archbishop first, and then be appointed by the archbishop. The archbishop reports back to the pope, and it is up to the pope to make a decision, and then he can finally accept his fate. However, because there is no archbishop in the archdiocese here, all bishops' confessions are personally made by the pope, so one step is omitted, and it is equally saved. A lot of time. In addition, since he was an old friend of the Pope, it was somewhat smoother.
When he got up early in the morning, he carefully inspected the Holy Light Church. Bishop Silla nodded with satisfaction. However, when the first sunlight broke through the sky, he couldn't help but become a little worried. He called a priest and asked, "Ai Hasn’t Lund come back yet?”
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"Return to Mr. Bishop, not yet." The other party leaned forward and answered humbly.
"Okay, it's okay, go down!"
"yes!"
After the priest retired, Bishop Silla came to the office and sat down to deal with the academic affairs, but his heart could not calm down.
Ever since the Pope saw Allende, he often asked about him, and he answered everything truthfully. Unexpectedly, the Pope suddenly had Allende taken away early this morning, and he has not returned until now.
He couldn't help but become worried, but precisely because of this worry, time seemed to move slower.
But Allende, who was lying in the guest room of the main church, didn't care about the passage of time at all. He only cared about him falling asleep beautifully, and didn't even care about the person standing next to the bed.
"Him?" Satoris was left by the Pope to talk about secret matters for several hours, and now he was brought to see a sleeping child. He was a little confused about what kind of medicine was being sold in the Pope's gourd today. .
"Well, that's him." A faint smile appeared on the Pope's serious face.
"What's so good about him?" Satris didn't look directly at the human on the bed, because he had already felt his presence before stepping into the room, and at that time he had already identified him as a human.
"He may be a being with the blood of light just like Lord Satres." Seeing that Satres didn't take it seriously, the Pope turned serious.
"What?" Upon hearing this, Satres couldn't help but lower his head and look at the sleeping human seriously. He was a young man. There was peace and some brightness on his face, but besides that, he also felt Nothing special.
"Lord Satris, do you feel anything?" The Pope smiled, turned and walked towards the door. He had accidentally seen the sunshine outside the window just now, and thought that the time was almost up, so he had no plans. If he is wasting time here with Satoris, of course, he is sure that Elend will definitely be one of the angels in the future, if his blood is awakened.
"It's nothing special. Maybe he inherited some blood of light!" Satris said and turned around and followed the pope out. He had never been interested in humans who had some blood of light. He was not a professional. Crystal doesn't care about this, "If you think it's possible, I'll go back and tell Crystal and let her come and take a look."
"Then I'll trouble Lord Satoris. After all, anyone who has the blood of light but hasn't awakened may have the true form of an angel." The Pope said lightly.
"He..." Although the Pope's last words were weak, Satris once again looked back at Elend who was sleeping soundly on the bed, "I know, I will definitely tell Crystal this." This matter, before Crystal came here, he asked the Pope to take good care of it."
"Don't worry, Mr. Satris! I will definitely take good care of him. Now I am asking his master to take up the post of bishop in the Holy Light Church. Later I will send him back to the Holy Light Church and give instructions to the people there. The bishop is taking good care of her and hopes that Lady Crystal can arrive as soon as possible. After all, nothing is stable now." The Pope intentionally or unintentionally increased the tone of the last few words, and Satris smiled coldly, " Don’t worry, Lord Pope! I believe that it is not something that the devil can do, it should be done by a few degenerates under my throne, so there will not be any danger that affects the Holy Religion.”
"That's the best! Now the Saint has just performed a miracle, and the number of followers of the Holy Religion around the world is increasing day by day. With the current trend, it won't be long before our god will be the main god of the world." The Pope was amused, but His face was uncovered, as tight as usual.
"The Holy Religion of Light will also be the Holy Religion of the whole world, isn't it? Your Majesty the Pope?" Satris smiled, with a golden light that did not give people a warm feeling.
"Yes! So on behalf of the Holy Religion, I would like to thank Mr. Satris and the Saint." The Pope also smiled, but it was more boring.
"That's not necessary. After all, we are all servants of the Lord God. Everything is for our Lord God, and the Lord God will also redeem us." With that said, Satres and the Pope had already walked all the way to the main hall. Satres looked at Looking at the bright sunshine outside, I remembered something, "Does the Pope have anything else to do now? If not, I think I should go pick up Miss Missilia."
"Is Miss Missilia out?" The Pope expressed surprise.
"Yes! Mrs. Grace invited us to have tea just now, but the Pope wanted to see me for something, so Miss Missilia went by herself." Sartres nodded, acting very casually, but he believed that the Pope also saw it He showed his ability to protect Missilia.
"Just Miss Missilia herself?" The Pope once again expressed some surprise.
"That's not the case. Lady Mysilia's servant Shu Le went with us." Satris said, raising his head intentionally to look at the Pope, but he found nothing on the Pope's childish face, and he couldn't help but feel He sighed: He didn’t look like a human being at all, let alone a child.
"Oh!" The Pope responded and continued to walk forward with Satoris, but he would have to leave the hall if he walked any further. "Then I won't disturb Sir Satoris anymore. Please do it!"
"The Pope is being polite. That is my duty. You are so considerate of me, how can you say that you are disturbing me!" Satris casually said a few polite words from humans, and then left, "But now I should go pick up Lady Mysilia, after all, her injury will be healed."
"Please!" The Pope arrived at the door and stopped.
"No!" Satris flashed and disappeared from his eyes.
I looked at the sky again. It was so bright. I guess they must have finished their work, otherwise they would just wish themselves luck!
Thinking of this, an imperceptible smile appeared on the Pope's serious face, and he turned and walked to his room. He had wasted a whole night on their affairs, and now he could finally go back to get some sleep.
He is a human being!
Is not it? (To be continued)