The night is dark, but the Holy Light Cathedral is as bright as day.
The beam of holy light that fell from the sky made darkness never have a foothold here.
It's just that in such a solemn and sacred place, the atmosphere tonight is not solemn.
"Fight back! We must fight back! Otherwise, where is the face of the church? Where is the prestige?"
"That's right! We must let those damn nobles know that their authority comes from the Supreme Lord!"
"Yes, if we do nothing, isn't it admitting that the emperor of the empire does not need the coronation of the church? Isn't it admitting that the monarchy is above the divine right?"
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Pope Mensay stood expressionlessly in front of the statue of the Lord of Radiance, listening to the harsh accusations of the surrounding church leaders, but did not express anything.
If you observe carefully, you will find that the Pope's eyes have lost focus, and he probably doesn't know where his mind has wandered.
"Your Majesty! Your Majesty!"
After a long while without a response from the Pope, Cardinal Condal finally couldn't help but shouted.
Only then did Mensay come back to his senses, cough lightly, and said lightly:
"What's wrong?"
Condal said bitterly:
"Your Majesty, are you really prepared to do nothing? Are you going to let Colin St. Chapman act recklessly like this
Now this person’s hostility and threats to the church are unprecedented, and we must fight back! "
"How to fight back?" Mensay asked blankly.
"Of course it's by means of thunder!" Condal gritted his teeth and said, "It's just like how we dealt with the St. Chapman family three hundred years ago!"
"Three hundred years ago?" Mensay twitched the corners of his mouth and pulled out an ugly smile, "Do you think it is still three hundred years ago? Or do you think that the Duke of St. Duke Chapman comparable
The Duke of St. Chapman was not a paladin, nor did he have the prestige to command the Loire Valley campaign, nor did he control the most elite army in the empire!
You tell me, in the face of Colin St. Chapman, even if we send out the Knights Templar, can we really strangle him? "
Kang Daer did not back down, but said coldly:
"Your Majesty, are we really helpless against Colin St. Chapman? Don't forget the Golden Horn!"
Mensay's eyes flashed, and his face suddenly became gloomy:
"The Golden Horn? Are you sure it's really useful?"
"Your Majesty, do you have no confidence in our lord?" Kang Dar looked aggressively, and asked a question that left Mensay speechless.
Mensay stared at Kang Daer, with murderous intent in his heart.
"This matter involves too much, we still need to think about it in the long run! What's more, the orcs are still lingering in the western region, it is really not a good time to provoke internal fighting."
After finishing speaking, Mensay turned around and walked out, not giving Kang Daer any chance to talk.
It's just that the back view of him leaving in embarrassment fell into the eyes of the high-level church leaders, which immediately aroused a lot of discussion.
Condal watched this scene with a smug smile on the corner of his mouth.
After leaving the prayer hall, Mensay went up the spiral staircase to the Pope's exclusive room at the top of the tower.
Entering the room and closing the door, the image that Mensay had worked so hard to maintain collapsed, and all kinds of vicious curses poured out of his mouth.
After venting for a while, Mensay calmed down again.
He took off the golden priest's robe casually, and threw his tired body on the soft leather sofa.
"Your Majesty Mensa."
The sudden sound in the room startled Mensay.
He jumped up from the sofa, turned around and saw that there was already a person sitting at the round table.
"Who are you? When did you come in?"
Mensay's tone was unavoidably trembling, after all, in the heavily guarded Holy Light Cathedral, it is impossible for ordinary people to come and go freely, unless...
It's Sanctuary!
Mensay almost thought it was Colin St. Chapman who had come to assassinate him.
But when he saw the face of the person who came, he found that it was not.
Moreover, he always felt that this person's face was somewhat familiar, as if he had seen it somewhere...
"Your Majesty Mensa, you really don't remember me?"
"You..." Mensay stared at this person's face, a name suddenly flashed in his mind, "You are... Kurd? No, it's impossible!"
"Yes! It's me, it's rare that you still remember!" The Kurdish mage laughed loudly, got up and came to Mensay, and opened his arms, as if wanting to hug his old friend.
But Mensay seemed to have seen a ghost, shaking his head and saying "impossible, impossible..." while constantly backing away.
The Kurdish mage was a little dissatisfied with Mensay's reaction, shook his head and sighed:
"Mensai, don't you understand? In the hands of a powerful mage, what is impossible? My students can kill and occupy a paladin, why can't I be rejuvenated?"
"Rejuvenate?" Mensay's tone finally changed.
"That's right." The Kurdish mage poured himself a glass of water and said while drinking, "This world is becoming more and more boring, and I miss my old friends more and more. Mensay, do you want to join us?"
"to join you guys?"
"Yes. I have mastered the secret method of rejuvenation, and I want to find some old friends to share. There are already many old friends in the East who have chosen to join. How about it, Mensay, do you want to join?"
"You caused the changes in the East Territory?"
"Yes. How can the Duke of the East Realm let a brat who is still young, this world still needs mature and wise old guys like us. Besides, I heard that you have encountered a lot of trouble recently..."
Mensay felt his heart was pounding, but he still forced himself to calm down, and asked in a deep voice:
"Kurd, what is your purpose in doing this?"
"My purpose... Hehe, don't you know?"
Mensay clenched his fists, gritted his teeth and said:
"It's impossible for me to cooperate with a blasphemer like you..."
"A blasphemer?" Kurd smiled disdainfully, "As the pope, don't you know what a god is? Why continue to deceive yourself and others.
Of course, if you are stubborn and unwilling to accept my help, then I will go to someone else.
For example, Cardinal Condal, he must be willing to cooperate with me... "
"How did you achieve rejuvenation? Could it be another sacrifice?" Mensay asked in a deep voice, and there was already a movement in his words.
"Of course not." Kurd shook his head. "It just needs a strong heart and some simple arcane materials."
"A strong heart?"
"Okay, you won't understand the specific details of the secret method. However, I am standing in front of you with a living example, what else do you have to question
Cooperate with me, I will not only rejuvenate you, but also help you solve your worst enemy! "
Mensay lowered his head in silence, and it was obvious that he was experiencing extreme struggle in his heart.
The Kurdish mage waited for a while, seemed to lose his patience, turned around and said:
"Since you still need time to think about it, I'll go first..."
"etc!"
(end of this chapter)