"Sooner or later we will have to face it. Why should we be afraid?" Dudian indifferently said: "Get ready."
Richelieu deeply looked at him and bowed his head: "Yes."
Whoosh!
A snow pigeon landed on the windowsill of Carvey's study. Carvey was recording the secret activities of the Third Area of the Dark Church in recent days. He was waiting for the Pope to return. He frowned when he saw the sudden arrival of the snow pigeon. He stopped writing and took the scroll from the foot of the snow pigeon. He slowly rubbed the scroll and looked at it. After a moment, his pupils shrank and he cried out in amazement, "Pass the throne? Promote a little apprentice knight? "
The small characters on the scroll were real. After a moment Carvey slowly recovered. He felt that it was unbelievable. He even felt that someone had secretly borrowed this communication channel or replaced the letter.
"Let's verify it first …" He thought in his heart. He immediately took out a new piece of paper and started to write.
On the other side, the famous poet Anthony was drinking and explaining the difference between classical and modern poetry to his two proud students. Suddenly, his eyebrows twitched and a glimmer of light flashed in his eyes. He calmly stopped his lecture and said, "Today's class is over. Go back and think about what the teacher said. Remember, emotions are not the only thing about poetry. Poetry not only has praise, but it also has criticism. Most importantly, poetry must have dignity!"
"Yes."
"Yes, teacher."
The two students respectfully got up and left.
After the two students left Anthony indifferently said: "Sir, come out."
A figure shrouded in a black robe slowly walked out from the shadows behind the room. His body seemed to be filled with a vague mist, making it difficult to see his face and figure. He laughed in a low voice: "Master has implanted a hunter's eye. His perception is really not comparable to ordinary people."
"I dare not." Anthony indifferently said: "Sir is the master."
"You flatter us. We only know how to do what you call evil. We can't be compared to a great poet like you." The black robe figure laughed: "Today I came to find you mainly because the Holy Church has given you a task. I hope you must complete it by today!"
"Ah? What mission? "Antonia frowned.
The black-robed figure said in a low voice, "As usual, still writing poems. This time, it's a poem in praise of an apprentice knight of the Light Vatican. His name is' Barton '!"
"Eulogizing an apprentice knight?" Antonia was a little surprised. And one from the Holy Church? When did the Dark Church become so kind? He pondered for a moment and said, "Is there anything special about this person?"
"There's nothing special about him. He's just a normal person." The black-robed figure said slowly, "However, his identity is not ordinary. He is about to ascend the throne and become the new Pope."
"A new pope?" Antonia stood up abruptly from his chair and looked at the black-robed figure in shock. "You're saying that Richelieu is going to abdicate? How is this possible? How could this happen so suddenly? "
"It is very sudden, which is why I need you to compose a eulogy for the new Pope, to make everything seem more natural" the black-robed figure said.
Anthony was startled. He suddenly realized something. His heart was filled with a chill: "Is it possible that the Dark Church is the one who planned the change of the Pope? How is this possible! "
"This is not something you should know. You should think about how to write a good eulogy." The black-robed figure said coldly: "Write it and give it to the Rice Chamber of Commerce. They will print it for you as soon as possible."
"Rice Chamber of Commerce?" Antonia's face slightly changed. Although he didn't have a deep relationship with the Dark Church but he knew that the Rice Chamber of Commerce was controlled by the Dark Church. In other words, this matter was completely planned by the Dark Church!
It was hard for him to imagine how the Dark Church could suddenly get involved in the change of the Pope. It must be known that the Holy Church had been suppressing the Dark Church for so many years. Otherwise, the Dark Church wouldn't have been forced to hide in the dark. After all, the process of hiding was very painful for many dark believers. They were hunted everywhere and could only live alone in a dark place. Moreover, it was very inconvenient. This also led to many dark believers becoming more and more eccentric the longer they joined the Dark Church.
However, the Dark Church had directly controlled the heart of the Holy Church. This was simply unimaginable!
He couldn't imagine what would happen to the outer wall in the future if the Holy Church was controlled by the Dark Church. Would it be chaos or destruction when the light was mixed with the darkness?
His mind was a little confused and confused. Soon, the words of the black-robed figure interrupted his thoughts. "One more thing. At noon, the Lys Chamber of Commerce will send someone to interview you. During the interview, please support the new Pope, Mr. Barton. He is a great leader. I hope you can keep this in mind!"
Antonia came back to his senses. His facial expression kept changing. He knew that the other party wanted him to remember this sentence. He wanted him to praise the new Pope in the interview around this core sentence. He could not say anything else that would cause people to think of negative things.
This interview was just for show. Even if he didn't say so the newspaper would 'speak for him'.
"I know." He slightly bowed his head.
The morning sun shone down from the slopes of Utopia mountain. The warm light dispelled the darkness and chill that shrouded countless buildings. Newspaper delivery boys rode fast horses as they delivered newspapers to households. Some were aristocratic manors, some were rich people's courtyards, and some were exquisite huts. They delivered newspapers from the bustling areas of the outer wall to the suburbs and then to the towns and villages.
The newspaper deliverymen from the various newspaper companies were like ants, shuttling ceaselessly on the streets, carrying the news.
A farmer was enjoying a leisurely breakfast as he drank his steaming soup, ate his cheese bread, and flipped through the morning paper at 7: 30 AM. However, the moment he opened the newspaper, he was stunned. His eyes widened and he forgot to swallow the soup in his mouth. The soup almost flowed down the corner of his mouth as he stared at the headline on the newspaper with his mouth wide open. The news was written on the largest page of the newspaper.
"Mr Richelieu, the ninth Pope of the Holy Church, will inherit the position of Pope. The new Pope will take charge!"
The farmer was stunned for a moment before he came to his senses. He hurriedly continued reading, and after a while, he finished reading the entire newspaper. The soup was no longer hot, and the cheese bread beside it was cold, but he had completely forgotten about it. He was lost in thought.
After all, the matter of the replacement of the Pope was a huge matter even for an ordinary citizen like him! In addition to spreading faith and building shrines, the Luminous Church was also in charge of land division, as well as some land taxes, asylum tax, and so on. The so-called asylum tax was something that everyone had to pay, even the commoners in the Common District were no exception, unless they were so poor that they ended up in the slums and became refugees.
The asylum tax included a lot of things such as the invasion of the dark believers, the invasion of monsters outside the giant wall and so on. But it didn't include the invasion of beasts. This was the responsibility of the military.
Therefore, these taxes may change if the Pope was replaced! This had happened in the past when the Pope was replaced. The biggest change was after the sixth Pope took office. He increased the asylum tax by 10% in one fell swoop! This made the civilians miserable. Fortunately, the Pope was killed by the dark believers in less than ten years.
It was one of the few times in history when many people were grateful to the dark believers.
"The new Pope …" The farmer looked worried. This year's harvest was not good. If the new Pope raised the tax then the burden on his family would be heavy. He might even have to face the situation of firing the serfs.
As the morning newspaper was sent out, exclamations were heard from the various manors. The sudden news caught everyone off guard. They didn't expect the change of the Pope to be so sudden. Although such a sudden change had happened in history, but not many times. Was there something wrong with the body of the previous Pope? For a time, countless people speculated.
At the same time, they were full of curiosity about the identity of the new Pope.
In a room in the headquarters of the Trials, Fayerat stared at the newspaper in his hand. He read it over and over again, reading every word carefully. Only when there was no possibility of a mistake did he slowly put down the newspaper. With a loud bang, he slammed the newspaper on the table, his eyes almost spitting fire. "Damn you, Richelieu! What the hell are you doing?!"
"Sir, why didn't you inform us that the Pope is abdicating his position? Did he suddenly get a bad disease?" An old man wearing a priest's robe asked in confusion.
Fayerat tightened his grip on the newspaper and said, "With his vigilance, do you think he will contract a disease? The old guy cherishes his life the most. The doctors around him are the best in the outer wall. If he had a bad disease then they would have already found it! "
"Then why did he suddenly abdicate?" The old priest was even more puzzled: "Is his life coming to an end? No, as far as I know he should be able to live for more than a hundred years. "
Fayerate said coldly, "We'll have to ask this old thing to know. Damn it, I don't know where he's hiding now. I heard that he was attacked by assassins before. Someone infiltrated the higher-ups of the Vatican, so he disappeared. I didn't expect that his disappearance would cause such a big commotion!"
The old priest was startled: "Did someone kidnap him and force him to abdicate?"
Faye narrowed his eyes: "There is such a possibility but it is unlikely. The old guy's strength … is much stronger than the Great Light King!"
"Ah?" The old priest was stunned.
"Immediately inform the presiding judge of the branches. Make sure that they send out all of their people to find this old guy!" Faye's eyes were cold: "I want to see why he suddenly abdicated!"
"Yes."
At the same time, in the Hall of Knights, the nine elders who had once received the title of Legendary Knight had all gathered in the conference hall. Elora looked at them and said, "Everyone, Richelieu is about to abdicate. This is too sudden. Who knows where he is now?"
"Great elder, this matter is too sudden. It is normal if ordinary people didn't get the news but we didn't get any news in advance. Is there something fishy going on?" Another person said.
"Yes, in my opinion Richelieu made such a decision because of a plan and purpose. We have to guard against it!"
"Yes, in recent years Holy Church has been oppressing the Knight's Hall more and more. If we didn't have the support of the nobles then we would have suffered a big loss! However, I'm sure you all know about the new rules of the Light Curia five years ago. Any noble who joins the Light Curia can pass the examination unconditionally. Moreover, they can become an official Knight of Light in about three years. If they perform well, they can advance even faster! This rule is obviously to snatch the power of the nobles away from us! "
"Holy Church has a lot of tricks up their sleeves!"
"I wonder if they have the cooperation of the military this time."
Elora listened to everyone and was silent for a moment. Then she said: "We must find Richelieu before noon today! Also, immediately investigate the background of the new pope! "
"Leave the investigation of the new pope to me!" One of the elders said.
"Alright!" Elora nodded.
After a while, the meeting ended.
The crowd gradually dispersed.
The elder who had suggested investigating the new pope left the Knight's Hall and went straight to his castle. Once he entered the castle, he went upstairs to his room. Just as he opened the door, he saw a figure in a black robe and mask sitting on the sofa in the middle of his room. The figure was enjoying a cup of tea and had his legs crossed. There was a black scorpion tattoo on his wrist.
Someone who dared to carve a tattoo on such an obvious place was either a careless rookie or extremely confident.
"How did the meeting go?" The black-robed figure tilted his head to look at the elder who had just entered and asked with a smile.
The elder saw how relaxed he was and was slightly taken aback. His face darkened and he said: "This is my home. You better be careful. If someone sees me, I will be exposed!"
"Don't worry." The black-robed figure smiled and said: "If someone comes near, I will know without opening the door."
The elder knew his ability, but he still felt that his attitude made him unhappy. He frowned slightly and did not pursue the matter further. He sat on the other side of the sofa and said: "Everyone else also felt that the change of pope was too sudden. There was no prior news and they thought that there was some kind of plan behind it. So, everyone is currently investigating and preparing to find Richelieu's whereabouts."
"Yes, this is within the expectations of our lord." The black-robed figure nodded slightly.
The elder's eyes moved and he asked: "Who is that lord?"
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