When he first heard the word "entrance ceremony", Benjamin was a little confused.
What the hell
At that moment, he almost thought that the chicken soup just leaked into his ears and damaged them, causing him to have auditory hallucinations.
There is a feeling of sudden change in painting style.
What are the church people thinking? More than 30,000 people had just died in the royal capital, and it was as chaotic as paste. As a result, the church was not busy cleaning up the mess. It had only been a few days, so they had no time to do this
… No matter how hard it is, we can’t help our children, and no matter how poor we are, we can’t give up on education
The church’s ideological policies are really advanced.
Based on Benjamin’s impressions of the church provided by the system over the years, it was obvious that they were not the type to do such a thing. There is indeed such a thing as an entrance ceremony in Sunday school, but the current one, no matter the season or the scale, cannot match the entrance ceremony in the previous sense.
Needless to say, if people outside the royal capital know about it, this so-called "entrance ceremony" must be very grand.
Why
Under Benjamin's questioning, Hal quickly revealed more details about the entrance ceremony.
It turns out that this time the entrance ceremony was not for Sunday school, but for the church’s theology class. Enrollment is no longer limited to children under the age of fourteen. On the contrary, age is no longer an issue, and all noble families will have a quota to participate.
In shock, Benjamin quickly realized the purpose of the church.
They wanted to win over the nobility.
In the teaching of magical arts, talent is very important, and not everyone can learn it. The church's efforts to popularize magical arts among the nobles were basically in vain. People with talent have long been dragged in to learn, but people without talent will never learn it no matter what.
But for nobles, this meaning is different.
They don't know much about divine arts. In their eyes, divine magic is a gift from God, a sharp blade firmly held in the hands of the church. The popularization of divine arts by the church is equivalent to sending a signal to the nobles that we are all one family and sharing the glory of God. It was too late for the nobles to be happy, so how could they think about whether they could learn it
After the battles of the past few days, this is tantamount to the church surrendering to the nobles.
what happened? Why did the attitude of the church become so different in just a few days? Before, they looked like they wanted to keep the nobles firmly in their hands, but now, they are showing a flattering attitude
but…
Come to think of it, too. The nobles had been causing trouble for the church before, and just in time, Michel led more than 30,000 people to death, completely disrupting the rhythm of the church. If the nobles take this opportunity to attack the church again, the church's vitality will definitely be severely damaged, and the royal capital may be completely deserted and become an empty city.
Therefore, the church had to reconcile with the nobles. And they were able to stabilize the situation in the royal capital in a short period of time, and the help of the nobles was definitely indispensable. After all, the nobles had more channels in this regard.
Thinking of this, Benjamin couldn't help but sigh. The situation in the royal capital was really unpredictable and ever-changing. One moment, they were stabbing each other in the back, but now they started to help each other, unite and camaraderie.
"I'm afraid there is some dirty PY transaction behind it." The system also appeared nervously and concluded.
In this way, Benjamin was in the small valley outside the royal capital, speculating on the strange situation inside the royal capital. At the same time, in the royal capital, a political show-like entrance ceremony had just ended. St. Peter's Cathedral was busy with people coming and going.
The priests have much to prepare for.
They are like teachers who have just started school. A special magical teaching course is about to begin, and a large number of students are about to pour in, but they have not had time to prepare the lesson.
Only deep inside the church does the atmosphere become a little more deserted.
"It is impossible for people without talent to learn magic. They are so happy. These nobles are really stupid."
There were only two people in the basement where the Pope died completely. A priest looked at the bishop standing beside the coffin and spoke.
"What matters is the gesture, not the content." The bishop shook his head and said, "They indeed cannot master the power of the Holy Light, but their fear of God will be even lower, and divine magic will no longer be available to them. Any sense of mystery, whereby they take some of the initiative, of course they would be happy about it.”
Hearing this, the priest was stunned for a moment, and soon showed an indignant look: "These worms..."
"Don't underestimate them. During this period, they hired people to cause trouble in almost every church in the country, and the number of worshipers decreased by at least one-third. If the trouble continues like this, all the nobles will be killed. , we will also be severely damaged." As he said, the bishop looked at the coffin in front of him and said, "His Majesty the Pope is too impatient and will attack the nobles as soon as he comes out of the mountain. Now, we can only deal with this mess. "
After hearing the end, the priest couldn't help but show a sad expression and cast his eyes on the coffin beside the bishop.
At the moment the Pope died, he happened to be one of the priests who rushed to the basement after hearing the sound. It can be said that he watched the Pope fall with his own eyes. The image of the pope disappearing into thin air with fear left an indelible impression on him.
Therefore, even now, he felt like he was in a dream and could not believe the fact that His Majesty the Pope was dead.
That's His Majesty the Pope!
How could...how could he die like that
"The chaos in the city has almost been brought under control." After calming down his mood, the priest continued, "As for Benjamin Reese, do we still need to continue to vigorously pursue him?"
The bishop waved his hand and said: "We don't have that much energy to take care of him anymore, so let's just follow the normal wanted order. Don't worry, if he is really planning to flee abroad, I have already informed our friends abroad. Yes, they will treat him well."
The priest said nothing and nodded in agreement.
Then, he hesitated for a moment, then spoke, and said instead: "Your Majesty, regarding the current church... the fall of His Majesty the Pope is an irreversible fact. I think we need a new His Majesty the Pope."
After the death of the Pope, due to the urgency of the situation, all current decisions were made by the bishop. But now that the urgent situation has been resolved, the Pope's death has become the top priority before them.
They have to find a new successor.
Hearing this, the bishop also nodded, seeming to agree with this suggestion.
"Go and prepare. Tomorrow, we will summon a hundred bishops from the kingdom to the royal capital. We will decide on the candidate to succeed the pope after discussion."
The priest quickly bent down and nodded, agreeing repeatedly.
"Remember, no one can know the news of His Majesty the Pope's death before our deliberations come to fruition." The bishop continued, "How many people know about the death of His Majesty the Pope so far?"
The priest shook his head and said: "Not much, the news is tightly sealed. Apart from the three priests who saw this scene with their own eyes, the only one left is the paladin who reported the news to you. A total of four people will definitely defend this place to the death." Secret."
He also knew very well how much impact this news would have on the entire church once it was leaked.
Hearing this, the bishop suddenly turned around and looked at the priest quietly. He seemed to be carefully studying the priest's appearance, or perhaps his heart.
"Yes, there are only four people." He nodded thoughtfully and said, "Then you will be the last one."
"The last one?" The priest was puzzled and couldn't help but frown.
The bishop wore an emotionless smile, said nothing, and looked at the priest quietly.
The priest, who was still confused, suddenly felt a sharp pain in his stomach. It was as if the entire intestines had been twisted, and severe pain swept through the whole body. He suddenly fell to the ground, rolling in pain, and opened his mouth to make a sound, but found that he could not say anything.
How, how could it be
The severe pain spread extremely quickly, and after a while, his consciousness began to become blurred. Black blood overflowed from his ears, nose and mouth, showing his disintegrated body functions.
"The potions developed by those foreign mages are indeed more useful than I imagined." Before he completely lost consciousness, he heard the bishop say, "No one will know about the death of His Majesty the Pope. The Pope is not dead, he is just Once again, we will retreat to communicate with God. From today on, all church affairs will once again be handled by the bishop of St. Peter's Basilica."
After listening to the bishop's words, the priest instinctively wanted to struggle again. However, he seemed to have fallen into a swamp of pain. The harder he struggled, the faster he sank.
Bishop... actually...
He was extremely shocked by the bishop's sudden change of attitude, but soon, under the attack of cramping pain, he no longer even had the ability to be shocked.
After a while, he completely lost consciousness and turned into a cold corpse, lying on the ground in the basement, as if he had been lying here for a long time.
The priest is dead.
Seeing the priest die with his own eyes, the bishop nodded expressionlessly. Then, he turned around and turned his attention again to the coffin where the Pope had died.
"... I didn't expect that the news from a year ago was actually true. The 'Soul Flame' is not dead, and has been hidden in the capital for decades." He stretched out his hand, lightly touched the cold wooden board of the coffin, and said to himself He said to himself, "However, it is enough to exchange the Pope's life for her being unable to do anything for decades again."