The Cathedral of Holy Light located on the Holy Mountain was magnificent and sacred, but it was unusually deserted.
This was the closest place to the God of Light in the secular world, but at the same time, it was also the farthest place from the mortals.
Only the real high-level members of the Empire of Light were qualified to come here and pray to the God of Light.
"In front of the God of Light, all beings are equal."
This sentence seemed to be just an empty propaganda slogan. Of course, some people might be more "equal" than others.
Today, the Cathedral of Holy Light was more lively than usual. Many nobles came to mourn for Governor Lethom, and the attendants in front of the church were overwhelmed.
Even the three cardinals stood in front of the steps to welcome the distinguished guests.
Cardinal Tournan looked at the nobles who were walking up the steps one after another. Suddenly, he stepped forward and greeted, "Miss Vera, Viscount Angley, welcome to the Cathedral of Holy Light. May the glory of the God of Light shine on you forever."
Vera and Colin quickly returned the greeting, but they felt a little strange. Why was the cardinal so enthusiastic?
With their current status, it was not necessary for the cardinal to welcome them personally. After all, Vera had not officially inherited the position of the Dukes Of The North.
Colin and Vera had never dealt with this person before.
While they were puzzled, they heard Tournan say, "Miss Vera, I heard that you are going to be baptized?"
"Yes, Cardinal." Vera nodded, and she seemed to understand the cardinal's plan.
Sure enough, Tournan took the initiative to recommend himself. "I wonder if I can have the honor to baptize you?"
Vera looked at Colin and saw him nodding gently. She smiled and said, "Of course! It is my honor to have you preside over the baptism ceremony! "
The cardinal's position in the Church of Light was second only to the Pope. Of course, it would be appropriate for Tournan to baptize Vera.
However, at this moment, a grand voice suddenly sounded behind the three of them. "Tournan, I will personally preside over Miss Vera's baptism ceremony."
The three of them turned around and saw that Pope Gregory had appeared there at some point.
Tuernan's expression changed, and he hurriedly said, "Of course, it's definitely more suitable for you to perform the baptism!"
Colin narrowed his eyes and looked at the scene in front of him. All sorts of doubts arose in his heart.
He did not understand what was so special about Vera's baptism.
Or was it that the conversion of a former mage to the Church really had such great publicity value that even the Pope could not help but fight for this credit?
Of course, Vera would not refuse the Pope's kindness and she immediately agreed to his request.
After the few of them discussed the time of the baptism ceremony, Colin led Vera into the church.
After entering the prayer hall, Colin felt that his eyes and ears were suddenly quiet, as if the noisy world had been completely isolated. This was another kingdom that belonged to the gods.
There were no candles or magic lamps in the hall. The holy light that fell from the sky dispelled all the darkness, and the people who were bathed in it could feel a vast and sacred aura. They could not help but quietly hide all the dirty and dark thoughts in their hearts, for fear that they would blaspheme the gods.
At this time, many nobles had gathered in the hall to pay their condolences. Colin glanced around, but found that he did not know many of them at all.
It would be great if Scholar Dwayne was also here.
Colin could not help but think.
Unfortunately, Scholar Dwayne was neither a noble nor a court minister, so he was not qualified to enter the Church of Holy Light.
Fortunately, Vera still knew many people, and she was introducing Colin to the big shots in the capital in a low voice.
The warm and fragrant breath hit Colin's ear, and it was a little itchy but also a little warm.
"The old man standing in the coffin is Pope Gregory, and behind him on the right are the four senators. We have already met two of them. The one with a long beard is the senator from the south, Dulles Saint Landes. The last one is thin and tall, and he is the senator from the east, Saint Prospero."
Colin smiled as he looked at the four senators, and he found that their faces were very gloomy. Perhaps the death of Senator Lethom made them feel sad.
For a long time, the Senate had occupied the top of the Radiance Empire's political landscape with an aloof attitude. Even if the Senators were corrupt by nature, no one could control them.
But now, it seemed that someone had reached out to the Senate, and the first thing they did was to use the most cruel and bloody means.
The senators, who used to be pampered in the past, were frightened overnight, and they inevitably began to feel insecure.
"… The one who is dozing off is the Prime Minister of the Empire, Baron Heidegger. The one on his left is the finance minister of the Empire, Marquis Grandi, and to the left is …"
Seeing that Vera suddenly stopped, Colin curiously turned his head and was about to ask what had happened, but he saw that she was looking at the door of the prayer hall.
Colin also looked back and saw a handsome and elegant middle-aged knight at the door.
He was wearing a gorgeous prince's suit, and there was a simple and dark knight's sword at his waist. He was walking in with his head held high, and his eyes were looking straight ahead.
Wherever he went, it was as if he was the center of the world. Obviously, he was walking into the hall, but it was more like the entire towering Holy Light Cathedral was taking the initiative to approach him, and welcoming him to the center of the prayer hall.
It was not until he stood in front of the coffin that everyone broke free from this strange phenomenon and breathed a sigh of relief.
"… He is Prince Lacy." Vera's voice sounded again.
In fact, Colin also knew that such a person could only be the Holy Knight who stood at the peak of the Empire's military strength.
Although this was not the first time that Colin had faced a Holy Knight, the last time he met the Duke Of St. Hilde in Icestone City, the other party was already seriously injured, and he did not give off such a strong sense of oppression.
But now, facing a Holy Knight in his prime, Colin realized how small he was.
Even if he was now a fifth-grade knight, after transforming, he would still dare to challenge a sixth-grade knight.
But in front of Prince Lacy, Colin felt that if the other party wanted to kill him, he would not be able to withstand a single blow.
This was the difference in the nature of life, just like the difference between a god and a mortal!
"His Majesty is here."
Vera's voice sounded again. Colin turned around and saw a middle-aged man being pushed in a wheelchair.
He was wearing a gorgeous robe, but his face was very pale, and his lips were completely pale. He did look like he had just recovered from a serious illness.
Colin was a little confused. Could it be that Emperor Reinhardt was not pretending to be sick, but was really sick?
Or was he really so dedicated that even if he was pretending to be sick, he would pretend to be sick?
The one pushing Emperor Reinhardt was none other than Empress Mydella. Behind her were two little fellows, Prince Harrison and Princess Judy.
At this point, the truly important people of the Empire of Light were all present.
Colin could not help but let his imagination run wild. If the Congress of Mages were to be ruthless and cast a super forbidden spell on the Cathedral of Holy Light, and if they could wipe out everyone present, the Empire of Light might fall apart because of this …
Dong dong dong!
The melodious bell sounded, and everyone in the prayer hall put on their most solemn and sorrowful expressions.
Pope Gregory's old but loud voice began to echo in the hall.
"Merciful God of Light, today we are gathered here to offer prayers for Consul Letom San Lorenzo. He has finished his journey in the world and has finally returned to the embrace of the Lord.
He came from the dust, and he will return to the dust.
May you, with your supreme power, grant him peace … "
"Wait!"
Beyond reason, but within expectations, the Pope's prayer was rudely interrupted by a rude voice.
Colin looked in the direction of the voice, and saw a middle-aged man with a solemn face slowly walking out of the crowd to the center of the prayer hall, facing Pope Gregory.
"He is Consul Letom's son — Fred San Lorenzo." Vera's voice sounded again in Colin's ears.
Colin looked at the scene in front of him with great interest, looking forward to the next performance.
He knew that the show was about to begin.
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