"The pain will pass, Ciel."
Constantine repeated what he said yesterday, as if repeating the only truth in the world:
"This will pass."
Charles looked at him, and after a long time, he shook his head: "Mr. Constantine, give up. At this point, are you ready to wait for decades for someone to rescue you?"
Constantine spread his hands, "For me, the Tower of Judgment might be a good place to retire."
"What about the revolutionary army?"
Charles asked: "In a few days, once the Revolutionary Army releases the Dragon of Disaster in the Holy City, the war between the Revolutionary Army and the Holy City will no longer be able to stop it. No matter how far away the New World Colony is, the countries They won't allow it to exist... Mr. Constantine, are you willing? Will Gaius, that madman, bury all your life's hard work? Yesterday you told me that you were going to make a decision, no matter what the outcome, it would be A lot of people died. But why not let those innocent people live?"
Constantine looked at him with mocking eyes: "You want me to defect to the Holy City?"
"right."
Charles nodded: "This is the best result for you and the revolutionary army - Mr. Constantine, it's still too late to stop this."
Constantine was silent, and suddenly he couldn't help laughing, full of self-deprecation.
"How good it is to hear you say these words to me, Charles."
He stretched out his hand, patted Charles on the shoulder, and touched his neck with his cold fingers: "If someone had said that to me before, I would have killed him—unfortunately, I am old."
Constantine retracted his finger, looked at the stiff Ciel, smiled tiredly, and waved:
"You can go now, Ciel."
He looked at the one-way glass window: "Now, bring me a big shot who can take care of things."
Charles was confused and heard his voice:
"If the person's clothes don't have more than one gold edge, I won't speak."
In the Holy City, there is a gold edge on the cassock, which is the bishop's title. He is in charge of an entire diocese and is a high-ranking figure in the religious order.
There are two gold edges, which is the archbishop, or "archbishop". Just like Mephistopheles, he controls the church of a country and has dozens of dioceses under his jurisdiction.
Just half an hour later, the entire underground building was under martial law.
All irrelevant persons were isolated. Two giants in gospel armor guarded the door. Two priests in red robes walked into the interrogation room. Their clothes had no gold rims or any decorations.
But no one dared to question their qualifications.
—Cardinal.
Two cardinals actually came, and they were here representing the Cardinal Church.
In other words, if the cult has an entity, then that entity is here at this moment.
This behemoth actually condescended to come here to talk to Constantine.
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And in the hall that isolates other people.
Ye Qingxuan, Xia Er and Lang Di squatted in the corner, looking at each other.
"I thought that the only people like me who sneaked into the Silent Organization without even having an official position were considered idlers." Ye Qingxuan looked at Wolf Flute: "Why do you count?"
"Although the Silent Agency sounds majestic and domineering, it is just a place that does dirty work for the Holy City. Wherever it goes, it is just like a bastard."
Wolf Flute snorted twice and glanced at him: "Now do you know how noble the path to the priesthood was that you dismissed at the beginning? If you had come to the Holy City at that time and had Father Ben's recommendation, with your With my ability, I can sneak into the Papal Palace and be a confidential secretary now. I will stay for another three or four years and be sent as a bishop. After five years, if I have the opportunity, I will go back to the Holy City to further my studies. Then I will be sent out to be an archbishop. Father Benn’s place is now booming. , with his support, it may not be impossible for you to get close to the cardinals when you are forty years old. When one of the sixteen cardinals dies, you will be automatically filled in as a candidate. If you leave in your lifetime If you’re lucky, you might even be elected pope!”
Ye Qingxuan chuckled, "I won't even be a musician by then, how can I be the Red King?"
"Do you think that all the bishops in the Cardinal Church are musicians? Do we have to fight before choosing a pope? Nine out of ten people who can be elected as cardinals are full-time priests. I am afraid that even musician apprentices neither."
Lang Flute looked at him with a half-smile but not a smile: "The Red King is the spokesperson of the gods in the world, and everything he says and does is righteous. It's hard to say whether there is a miracle of resurrection after death, but there may not be others. Sixth Before the acting pope became the pope, he was just a bishop who was born as an ascetic monk. There are many precedents like this. Even if you are not a musician, when you become the Red King, you will naturally have a crown."
Ye Qingxuan was about to speak when he saw Langdi raise a finger to his mouth: "Shhh! Now they have reached the key point... They have started to negotiate the price."
"Um?"
Ye Qingxuan was stunned, "Are you eavesdropping?"
"Nonsense, why didn't you eavesdrop on the first negotiation between the deputy commander of the Revolutionary Army and the Cardinal Church?" Lang Di took a breath of air before he finished speaking.
"What's wrong?"
“Cardinal…”
Wolf Flute lowered his voice: "A title of Cardinal! A pardon signed by the Pope! Why is the Holy City so happy this time?"
Soon, he froze and his expression changed.
"Constantine started memorizing the list."
"List?"
"He mentioned six names and didn't go any further."
Wolf Di said: "He wants the Holy City to reconsider his price... Now the cardinal's title has become a real power, and the number of pardons has become six... and the cardinal will promise that he will have a department dedicated to himself. , all the people he has available will obey his deployment... "
Soon he didn't dare listen anymore.
The two saints currently in the Holy City have all arrived.
If he continues to listen, he may be exposed.
"But no matter what, as long as the sale is concluded, Constantine will make a lot of money by changing jobs this time." Lang Flute smoked and said faintly: "Ciel has a good thigh."
"Huh?" Ye Qingxuan was confused.
"Just now Constantine was still asking for Charles to join the church and serve as his confidential secretary and deputy. In two days, your senior brother will be a new noble in the Holy City."
Ciel looked confused as he ate the lunch from the Silent Machine.
"What?"
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Ten minutes later, the cardinals hurried away with the list they had received from Constantine. The list was very long.
Everyone was left until the early morning of the next day. Only then did they know how big a disturbance was in the Holy City last night. Snow and blood covered the holy city.
The winter thunder shook.
The loud noise brewed last night is still echoing in the Holy City.
Within the sect, more than hundreds of people have been involved, many of whom hold important positions and have great futures. For several days, priests dressed in black led the garrison through every corner of the Holy City, arresting and begging for food.
Late at night on the second day, there was a loud noise in the east of the city and a dazzling light exploded. The battle between the saint and the four musicians ended in the short moment it started. Under the control of the saint, no one was injured or killed.
All rebellions will be crushed and suppressed.
Unfortunately, Gaius escaped.
Two days later, Constantine walked out of prison with a pardon from the Holy City in hand. Walking into the Papal Palace with everyone's attention, the overall situation was decided.
The Holy City has already released news that on the Winter Evening Festival five days later, in the Holy City Square where thousands of people will gather, the Pope will give him the solemn red coat in front of everyone after his New Year sermon.
Since then, he has been a force that cannot be ignored in the Holy City.
The aftermath of the earthquake is still echoing throughout the countries.
After this battle, the revolutionary army set back at least ten years and thousands of members died. And stepping on the corpses of the revolutionary army, Constantine reached the peak of power.
Well, I also have a pendant named Ciel on my thigh...