The colorful glass reflected the charming light and shadow, and the sculptures of the seven first-generation paladins stood on both sides of the palace, watching everyone in the palace.
The nobles of the Glorious Empire who came to watch the ceremony gathered together with solemn expressions.
Amidst the melodious bell, Prince Harrison strode into the hall with his head held high.
Cheers followed.
Pope Gregory, holding the crown symbolizing the supreme authority of the empire, was standing on the left side of the throne, watching Prince Harrison quietly.
An extreme longing from the bottom of his heart made Prince Harrison couldn't help speeding up his pace a little.
Arriving in front of Pope Gregory, Prince Harrison knelt down on one knee, waiting for his own coronation.
However, as time passed, Pope Gregory did not put the crown on Prince Harrison's head.
The hall suddenly fell silent.
Prince Harrison raised his head suspiciously, and all he saw was Pope Gregory's expressionless eyes.
"Your Majesty?" Prince Harrison whispered.
Pope Gregory finally spoke, but his tone was extremely cold: "Sorry, Your Highness. The Lord needs a new shepherd."
boom!
Prince Harrison was suddenly struck by lightning, and he froze in place with a look of bewilderment.
All the voices in my ears suddenly disappeared, and the figure of Pope Gregory seemed to be getting further and further away from him.
He stretched out his hands sharply, trying to grab the crown, but was in vain.
Pope Gregory's face also became blurred, and in the end, he turned into the appearance of Colin Angelet!
Prince Harrison opened his mouth to shout, but found that he couldn't make a sound at all.
At some point, a leather whip suddenly appeared in his hand.
Prince Harrison looked down, and found that the fancy dress on his body turned out to be a worn-out military uniform—
Moreover, it is also the military uniform of the Pegasus Legion in the East.
Turning around abruptly, Prince Harrison found himself surrounded by a group of skinny soldiers from the East, their eyes glistening with rage, and they were approaching him step by step.
"Why don't you give us food?"
"Are you really nobler than us?"
"Why do you enslave us?"
…
Fear instantly enveloped Prince Harrison, and he swung his whip fiercely, trying to scare off the Eastern soldiers in front of him.
However, such threats have little effect at all.
Amidst the roar, these Eastern soldiers rushed towards Prince Harrison like a group of wild beasts.
"ah-"
Prince Harrison let out a desperate scream, and then he found his body falling rapidly.
Looking back, there was an endless dark abyss behind him...
"Harrison, Harrison?"
Hearing his mother's voice, Prince Harrison woke up from the nightmare, sat up suddenly, panting heavily.
Only then did he realize that his body was soaked in cold sweat.
Queen Midella wiped her son's pale face with a silk scarf, and asked worriedly, "What? Did you have a nightmare?"
Prince Harrison nodded, the fear in his eyes had not completely faded away.
"What nightmare scares you like this?"
Prince Harrison hesitated for a moment, but he recounted his nightmare and what Colin had said to him at the top of the city during the day.
After finishing speaking, Prince Harrison looked at Queen Midella who was frowning tightly, and asked anxiously:
"Mother, are we nobles just like those overseers outside Silvermoon City? Just tools selected by the gods to enslave the same kind?"
Queen Midella originally wanted to refute, but suddenly found that she couldn't find a tenable reason.
After a moment of silence, she suddenly asked, "What do you think?"
"I..." Prince Harrison struggled for a moment, then gritted his teeth, "I think, why does the emperor of our San Lorenzo family insist on being crowned by the Pope?"
Queen Midella sighed inwardly, and suddenly realized that Colin had succeeded.
He successfully provoked Prince Harrison's fear of the church.
This should be the other party's revenge.
At the beginning, Queen Midella tried to provoke the relationship between Queen Elsa and Colin, and Colin also reciprocated, and successfully provoked the relationship between Prince Harrison and the church.
Seeing her pale son with sharp eyes, Queen Midella suddenly felt a headache.
The struggle between theocracy and monarchy is actually nothing new in the history of the Glorious Empire.
But those emperors who tried to challenge the authority of the church ended up miserable...
"Harrison, do you know? There was once an emperor of the San Lorenzo family who had the same idea as you. At his enthronement ceremony, he did not invite the pope, but asked his queen to crown him."
Prince Harrison's eyes lit up, and he hurriedly asked, "Then what happened next?"
"Later, the Pope issued a decree deposing the emperor's religious membership and revoking the subjects' oath of allegiance to him."
Prince Harrison suddenly became nervous: "Could it be that because of a decree from the Pope, the subjects of the empire really don't want to be loyal to the emperor anymore?"
"Yes, almost at the same time the Dukes of the Four Realms declared that if the Emperor could not obtain the Pope's pardon, they would no longer recognize his monarchy."
Prince Harrison's face instantly turned pale, and the brilliance in his eyes disappeared all of a sudden.
After a long while, he spoke again and asked in a low voice, "Then what happens later?"
"The emperor who became the target of public criticism had no choice but to ask the Pope for forgiveness.
On a snowy night, the emperor climbed up the holy mountain on foot barefoot, and knelt in front of the Holy Light Cathedral for three days and three nights before he finally saw the pope.
The once proud emperor could only prostrate himself in front of the pope, spread out his arms, form a cross shape all over his body, and repent of his crimes weeping bitterly.
The pope slapped the emperor ten times on the back with thorns, and sternly reprimanded the emperor for his crimes. After humiliating the king of the world, the pope announced the pardon of his crimes, restored his membership, and agreed to crown him . "
Hearing this, Prince Harrison trembled uncontrollably all over.
The scene from the nightmare reappeared in front of his eyes again, making him feel a suffocating fear.
Empress Midara held her son's pale cheeks in both hands, let his eyes look at her, and said in a solemn tone: "So, Harrison, before you are absolutely sure, never show even the slightest disrespect to the gods! "
Prince Harrison struggled, and said in pain: "Mother, can we only become the tools of the gods? Just like those overseers outside the city, we may be abandoned and slaughtered at any time..."
"Harrison, Viscount Angelet misled you on purpose. How can we nobles be as weak as those overseers? No matter how much the commoners make trouble, our rule cannot be shaken."
"No, it's not a question of whether we can shake our rule. Viscount Angelet is right. As long as we are obsessed with whether the power of the common people can defeat the nobles, we will fall into the trap of the church.
The church doesn't care who wins or loses, they just want a qualified ruling tool.
If the San Lorenzo family can't control the situation in the empire, then they can completely re-select a new royal family!
Unless we unite and fight against the high... "
"Shut up!" Queen Midella suddenly stopped Prince Harrison's nonsense.
Pulling her son's face closer to her, Queen Midella warned with a gloomy face, "Resist? Harrison, do you think that even if those Eastern border captives and overseers outside the city unite, they can really resist the Black Cavalry that is waiting in full battle?"
Prince Harrison shook his head in pain.
Queen Midella sighed: "So, don't think about these dangerous thoughts anymore, sleep well, you are the first heir of the San Lorenzo family, as long as you don't do evil, how can the Pope refuse to crown you Woolen cloth?"
Prince Harrison hesitated for a moment, as if he wanted to say something, but he still didn't say it.
He lowered his eyes, nodded obediently and said, "Yes, mother, I understand."
"That's good, go to sleep."
"yes."
Looking at her son who had fallen asleep again, Queen Midella's beautiful eyebrows frowned more and more.
After a while, she turned off the magic lamp and walked out.
There are no stars in the sky tonight, only a silver moon hangs high, casting cold light on the world.
Colin's young face suddenly appeared in Queen Midella's mind, and then, an elusive smile crept onto the corner of her mouth:
"Garcia, is he your choice?"
(end of this chapter)