On the star hill, there is a multi-faceted hall paved with blue and white stones, and the stone slabs are outlined with countless nebulae on the stone slabs, which extend to the four upright stone pillars, towering to the sky and shaking away the clouds. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

The air here is a little thin, but there is no superfluous cloud, and it seems that the nebula is pressed down from the sky, this place, this moment, this is the closest place to the heavenly realm.

Above the huge hall, at the end of the blue and white stone, a black figure seems to be blended into one in the dark night, and the lonely back of the cocoon is like a sailboat sailing alone on the sea.

The fierce wind at the cliff was particularly strong and stiff, blowing the black gowns of the figures.

Heavy footsteps were heard on the stone slab in the distance, "Pounding..."

"Douglas?" the golden helmet shone in the starlight.

"Well, Your Majesty, there seems to be some commotion down there, and my subordinates plan to go and check it out. A tower-like figure stood behind the Pope, and a humming voice came from the big man.

The Pope looked up at the stars, and a deep laugh came from his golden helmet, "Tsk, it's time to come back... Douglas, my chief of guard, arrange for your men to be stationed on the mountainside, you are not needed here. ”

I don't know if it's because of the mountain breeze or because the space here is a little wide, and the Pope's voice seems a little ethereal.

After hearing the order, Douglas was stunned at first, his brows furrowed slightly, and finally he said in a muffled voice, "Obey, my majesty." ”

Heavy footsteps swayed a huge figure, and gradually disappeared into the darkness.

Under the reflection of the moonlight and stars, the marble hall appeared brighter, and a sturdy figure appeared abruptly and without warning on the stone slab.

"I thought Alex would come, the unwilling but deeply hidden person, but I didn't expect that the person who came, it was actually you?! Sachar !?" The pope's ethereal voice suddenly seemed a little more solid and stiff in the end, just like his illusory figure, as if at a certain point in time, the abrupt and natural mountain wind, thin air, and nebulae in the sky were completely stripped out and independent of the world.

The figure behind him, the familiar face under the black hat, is Gemini's Sachar!

At this moment, hearing the Pope's astonishment, Sachar's brows furrowed closer, I don't know for what reason, at that moment, he gently lowered his head, the mountain wind blew his Aegean Sea curtain, and a pair of eyes as bright as stars showed some struggle.

"I've thought about Alex, I've even thought about my personal disciple Dismask, but I didn't think you'd come, Alex, the man who has been hiding in the shadows all his life, still doesn't have the courage to face me after all, Sachar, you say, I guessed the beginning of the story wrong, do you think I can still guess the end?" The Pope didn't look back, he just looked up at the starry sky, and let out bursts of deep and weird laughter, as if venting, as if unwilling.

"As you said, my majesty, what should come will come, as wise as Lord Alex, the future of the Sanctuary needs an enterprising sword, not a shield that stands still!"

The hurried and hoarse voice, just like his state of mind at the moment, is like walking on thin ice, if he succeeds, he will borrow the corpse to return his soul, and if he fails, he will be left stinking for 10,000 years, he is not only blocking his own life, but also the honor of the Leonidas family in ancient Greece.

"Wise as Lord Alex, hahaha...!Ridiculous, pathetic! That guy hiding in a dark corner, even now he doesn't even dare to show his face, he is wise?!

"Your Majesty. You're serious, maybe you really need to rest, and besides, Lord Alex is pathetic there, ridiculous there..."Saga shook his head and said, his tone calmed down a lot, and after a short period of adaptation, his heart was far less nervous than when he first came.

"Hmph...!It's you, Zachar! Fuck off!, fool!" the Pope, who had his back to him, finally turned around, and in the moonlight, under the cover of the golden helmet, only half a mocking smile could be seen.

The Pope pulled a parchment from his bosom and skimmed it over.

Saga was stunned for a moment, but he didn't dodge, he reached out and grabbed it, because the person in front of him was the Pope, and the old man had the dignity of a master, and he didn't care about sneak attacks.

He gently pulled open the scroll, and in the light of the stars, Sachar saw that it was a letter of appointment, and the appointed pope on it was written in two large characters. The date of the Pope's golden seal and signature turned out to be the same day that Aeoros was proclaimed heir, one bright and one dark, two appointments...

Sagaren looked at the scroll motionlessly, as if it were like a stone pillar in the temple, standing there.

"Zacharyo, you have disappointed me so much, your decisiveness and calmness, and the loyalty of Aeolos, I have silently watched in my eyes, but I did not expect that you will not even be able to accept this test..."

"No...!, Your Majesty. Zachar's cheeks twitched slightly, and he finally heard a hint of doubt in his words.

"The test... The private fight between Nagallon and Aioria made Garon unable to attend Paris School for the rest of his life, but Aioria was able to enroll, is this also a test? Then when Aiolos received countless support to go to the Middle East, and I could only lead three people to Japan, this is also a test? If it weren't for the unity of us and Lord Alex, I am afraid that there would be no need to seal the "Great Serpent", and decades later, we would be directly prostrate at the feet of Aiolos... Do you say yes, my beloved majesty!"

"Hmph, hahaha... Yes, to be honest, deep down, I love Aeoros more, but reason tells me that you will do better than him. The Pope turned to Zachar completely, and said in a slow tone.

"You are in the Sanctuary, in front of everyone to personally proclaim Aiolos as the heir of the Pope, and then I am taking your holy mandate to be the pope of all people, where are you to Aiolos, a victim of politics?" Zachar's eyes slowly converged, narrowing slightly.

"Do you want to know the answer?" the Pope coughed several times before he continued, "Do you know how God's little universe feels, clean, pure, and without a trace of impurities..."

The Pope suddenly looked at Sachar and said in a deep voice, "Your small universe is as pure as water, with a human body, but it has a small universe like a god, you say, do I dare to use it easily?"

"This, is that why you keep testing me?" Saga was stunned, and the scroll in his hand fell to the ground involuntarily, fluttering away with the wind.

"We pursue the way of heaven, and you also know that the extremes of things must reverse this idiom, and now, I finally see what kind of evil and resentment are hidden in your pure little universe, good as in your heart..."

"No, it's not like that, Your Majesty!" Zachar's eyes were filled with remorse, blame, and evasion, as if at that moment, someone had seen something deepest in his heart.

"There is no turning back when you open the bow, hehehe, the only thing that makes me glad is that Alex can't control you..."

The emotionally disturbed Saga watched the Pope's movements and words, he took two steps forward uneasily, and said hurriedly, "Your Majesty, what are you going to do?"

"Lonely..."