Chapter 196: I Have One More Question
If you look at it from the perspective of an onlooker, the scene in the council chamber is actually quite interesting. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ο½ο½ο½ο½ο½ο½ γ ο½ο½ο½ο½
The old Pope sat limply on his throne, his eyes closed and his head bowed, as if he had taken a nap and seemed to have fallen asleep. On either side of the long table beneath the throne were eleven cardinals who looked like sculptures, but were in fact quietly exchanging glances.
Leo and Bishop Matthew were engaged in a war of words at opposite ends of the long table, and Bishop Matthew clearly had the upper hand if it were just a matter of voice. But judging from the expressions on the faces of both sides, Leo, who was as calm as usual, was in stark contrast to Bishop Matthew, who was flushed.
A loud argument may be loud to win, but confrontation is different. The former only focuses on momentum, while the latter is reasonable.
All reactionaries are paper tigers! Leo looked at Bishop Matthew, who was already a little angry in front of him, and this sentence suddenly popped into his mind.
Of course, these words to defend himself were not improvised by Leo, in fact, since the day he knew that he was going to the Holy See, Leo had already simulated the current accused scene countless times in his mind, and at the same time came up with many ways and means to defend himself.
But to Leo's surprise, Bishop Matthew doesn't seem to be on point. Judging from Leo's original thoughts, the other party is likely to make a big fuss about his pretending to be a clergyman, which is also Leo's biggest headache, because it is indeed a fact that Leo can't refute. However, Bishop Matthew somehow ignores this aspect, and instead is bent on identifying Leo as the murderer of Antonidas.
In other words, Bishop Matthew just wants to send Leo to the gallows!
Everyone has no grievances and no hatred, why do you have to fight each other so hard and have to kill them all? Leo glanced at Bishop Matthew with some doubts, but now is not the time to be entangled, as long as he throws his killer weapon to defeat the other party in one fell swoop, he will be able to win this confrontation!
Thinking of this, the corners of Leo's mouth suddenly showed a smile of victory, and he said to Bishop Matthew without hurrying: "Bishop Matthew, I think you have overlooked one thing. It is well known that I came to Varna after the death of Antonidas, and it was only a few days after I arrived in Varna that I had the Rite of Light that led to the miracle. If I did kill Bishop Antonidas, how could I be recognized as a Divine Servant at the Light Sacrifice a few days later? Don't forget, the supreme God of Light is able to see everything. β
As soon as these words came out, Bishop Matthew's chest seemed to have been stabbed heavily, and his face suddenly turned pale.
The god that the Church of Light believes in is called the God of Light. There are many teachings handed down by the God of Light, such as kindness, fraternity, mercy, mutual assistance, etc., but there is absolutely no cruelty and killing. Therefore, a person who brutally killed the bishop of the Church of Light area cannot become a god of the God of Light. This is a very simple and easy to think about, but Bishop Matthew cannot refute it at all.
Leo looked at the stammering Bishop Matthew with a smile, and suddenly felt quite happy. You must know that this Bishop Matthew has already made it clear that he wants to put Leo to death, so even if he sees Bishop Matthew so embarrassed, Leo will not have the slightest pity for him in his heart.
At this time, Bishop Gavin, who had been sitting upright on his seat, finally spoke: "Your Majesty, I think the victory or defeat is already obvious. Since Bishop Matthew has no evidence to prove that Leo is the murderer, then this confrontation is naturally Bishop Matthew's loss. β
Bishop Gavin's opinion was immediately supported by several other bishops: "Your Majesty, Bishop Gavin has a point! "Your Majesty, I think Bishop Matthew is making a false accusation at all, and with Your Majesty's sanctity, you must already know who is who." "Your Majesty, as a rare talent in my church in a hundred years, the divine favor was falsely accused like this today, I think the person who made the false accusation must be severely punished in order to convince everyone!" For a while, there were many voices of attack on Bishop Matthew in the council room.
Where there are people, there will be factions, so at this moment, since Bishop Matthew's opponents have seized the opportunity, they are naturally attacking mercilessly. These bishops, who resemble each other, speak without swearing, but they are full of heart, and when they say it, they even have a little bit of anger that not killing Bishop Matthew.
"You, you!" Bishop Matthew blushed with anger, stretched out his hand and pointed at these bishops who were attacking him, his fingers involuntarily trembling slightly in the air: "You guys are trying to pour dirty water on me!" Your Majesty is so holy, it is impossible for you cunning people to be deceived! β
There was another commotion in the council room, and several cardinals who were standing on Matthew's side also came forward to defend Bishop Matthew, and quarreled with Bishop Gavin's side, making this council room instantly extremely noisy, just like the vegetable market after work and the school gate after school.
Under the fierce quarrel between the two sides, the protagonist of Leo's incident was ignored and temporarily quieted. Looking at the foaming scene in front of him, Leo couldn't help sweating and shook his head gently: "Well, these cardinals quarrel with each other, and it seems that they are no different from Aunt Spo." β
"Enough!" Seeing that the verbal conflict between the two bishops had intensified and began to develop to the stage of pulling his beard and pulling his clothes, His Majesty Pope Enhill, who had been sitting on the throne with his eyes closed and seemingly completely indifferent to everything in front of him, finally opened his eyes: "Sit down for me." β
The name of a man, the shadow of a tree. Pope Enshir opened his mouth, and the twelve bishops, who were arguing in two factions, immediately returned to their seats in a matter of seconds, as if nothing had happened except for their ripped and disheveled clothes and their tousled beards and hair.
Pope Enshir said in a slow but unquestioning tone: "The outcome of this confrontation is indeed obvious. Then His Holiness the Pope glanced at Bishop Matthew again: "Matthew, do you have anything else to say?" β
Win! Looking at Bishop Matthew, who was as dejected as a defeated rooster at the end of the long table, Leo couldn't help but smile on his face.
However, Leo didn't notice that Bishop Matthew, who had been keeping his head down, also had a sly smile on his face at this moment, like the sinister smile of a hunter who had been pretending to be stupid to lure his prey, when he found that his prey had finally stepped into the carefully set trap as he had imagined!
"Your Majesty!" Bishop Matthew suddenly exclaimed, "I do have one more question. β
"Say it." In the cloudy old eyes of Pope Enhil, a trace of the essence also flashed.
"My question isβ" Bishop Matthew stretched out his hand and pointed at Leo, the expression on his face was quite hideous, as if he was trying to grasp the last straw before falling into the water, "Is this divine favored person in front of us really a real divine favored one?" β
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