Chapter 642
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Dean's eyes gradually focused as he noticed Richelieu's arrival. He looked up at Richelieu: "How is the ceremony going?"
"It's in progress. There won't be any mistakes. Don't worry elder." Richelieu bowed his head in a humble tone. He had put down his identity and was respectful towards Dean.
Dean nodded slightly: "Let him read the speech we prepared in advance after the ceremony is over."
"I will." Richelieu nodded.
Dean slowly retracted his eyes and looked at the ground. His thoughts drifted away again.
Richelieu peeked at Dean. He saw that there was nothing else for him to do so he slowly retreated.
When the sun gradually became brighter, the ceremony also came to an end. Barton stood alone on the altar, facing the gazes coming from all directions. Although he was nervous, all his attention was focused on the Bible in his hands, so he didn't seem so awkward.
The Bible was very thick, but when he opened it, there was another layer of paper. On it were the new words that Teacher Guyu had translated from the ancient language of the Bible last night. He had read it through twice last night without missing a word. At this moment, although he was a little nervous, he did not make any mistakes.
No one knew that at such a solemn moment, the person who was devoutly reading the universal love psalms on the stage was thinking about not making any mistakes.
A moment later, Barton finally finished reading the Bible. Barton heaved a sigh of relief and closed the Bible. Only then did he feel that his hands were a little stiff and strenuous. He raised his head and looked forward. Suddenly, he saw countless black heads and the gazes of the distinguished people in the front row. These gazes seemed to be able to see through everything and see through all of his secrets.
At this time, Richelieu led two old men in white robes onto the stage. Both of them were holding a tray with the Pope's scepter and the Holy Crown. Richelieu's face was solemn and his steps were steady as he approached Barton step by step.
It was the first time for Barton to see such a serious Pope. He was nervous and didn't know what to do.
Richelieu looked at the timidity and awkwardness in the boy's eyes. There was a burst of melancholy and sadness in his heart. Although this matter was carried out under Dean's plan, he never thought that the person who would replace him as the new Pope would be such a young boy. He felt somewhat ashamed of the previous Popes and the mountain that he once cherished.
After a moment of silence, when the preaching bell rang, Richelieu came to his senses. He put away the distracting thoughts in his mind and followed the ritual. As he recited the eulogy and exhortations, he handed the scepter and crown that had accompanied him for many years to Barton.
Barton was originally wearing a white hat that covered his black hair. When Richelieu crowned him, he did not take off the white hat. Instead, he put it on. Although people with ulterior motives would find this scene strange, most people had not seen the grand occasion of the coronation of the Pope, nor did they know the traditions of the Luminous Church, so they did not pay much attention to it.
In the blink of an eye, Barton had donned the luxurious and noble robe of the Pope, as well as the crown that represented holiness and truth. He held the scepter that the God of Light had bestowed upon him as he stood on the high altar. Although his eyes were filled with nervousness and unease, his dignified appearance and temperament had already been revealed. A tsunami of cheers erupted from the square, spreading like waves.
Barton's heart gradually sprouted confidence as he saw the cheers. It was an unprecedented experience.
Amidst the cheers, Richelieu handed the scroll in his hand to Barton and said in a low voice, "You are now the new Pope. According to the rules, you have to state your views on the future of the Luminous Church, as well as attack the Cult of Shadows. After you have finished, you should express your blessings."
Barton was startled for a moment and immediately put it away.
When the cheers ended, Barton coughed lightly and summoned his courage. He opened the scroll and roughly scanned it. After knowing the general content, he immediately read it from the beginning.
Countless people in the square listened attentively. This was the main purpose of their visit today.
"… I declare that from today onwards, the asylum tax of the Holy Church will be reduced by half! From today onwards, all poor towns and villages can apply to the Holy Church for poverty alleviation … "Barton's voice was rough as he tried to spread his words as far as possible." The second point, from today onwards, for the next five years, all criminals who disrupt the governance of the Holy Church and slight the Holy Church will be pardoned … "
There was a thunderous cheer from the audience.
The military general sitting in the front row, the head of the branch of the magistrate, and the legendary knight of the Hall of Knights were stunned. This first grace was too generous. How much money would be lost if the asylum tax was reduced by half? It was at least equal to the entire annual income of a consortium!
As for the second point, it was within their expectations. Most of the popes who succeeded the throne would carry out a series of pardons to show tolerance.
"The third point is to restore the identity of the legendary genius' Dean 'from the' Temple of Elements'. Master Dean was framed by the dark church. After a detailed investigation, master Dean's innocence has been found. His identity will be restored …" Barton was excited as he read until here. He was worried about Dean when he was banned. He didn't expect that the ban would be lifted.
"The fourth point, the poverty alleviation program will be launched …"
In the blink of an eye, Barton read out six points in one breath. He put away the scroll.
The square was filled with thunderous applause and cheers.
In particular, the rich merchants and commoners who had gathered at the outer edge of the square felt excited from the bottom of their hearts. Among the six benefits, besides the exemption of the asylum tax, there were also many other taxes. It should be known that these heavy taxes had always been a huge burden on them. Now that they had been relieved by more than half, how could they not be excited and cheer?
Richelieu silently watched from the side. There was a complex look in his eyes. He didn't know what Dean was thinking. He thought that Dean would take this opportunity to increase taxes and squeeze the people clean. He didn't expect that Dean would do the opposite. Not only did he not squeeze the civilians, but he gave them more opportunities and more help.
He didn't know whether it was good or bad for the Holy Church to fall into the hands of the little devil Dean. He was ashamed that he wasn't as good as the sinister little devil in this regard.
It seemed that he wasn't as qualified as Dean to be the pope. Shame!
Sergei was relieved as he heard Barton's announcement. He respectfully said to Dean: "Master, your identity has finally been restored. You don't have to hide anymore."
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