Soon, three days passed. In the Pope Chamber, eleven cardinals sat together, their dim candlelight flickering only to illuminate the lower half of their faces.

To the cardinal's surprise, Cyra did not return on time.

But with the sanctity of the Ring Prayer, it must not be postponed or postponed because of one person. Twelve days to determine the final pope, the rules of this election - or rather the competition - no one can violate.

"I also understand that unless there are exceptional circumstances, Cardinal Cyra will not be absent."

Among the eleven great men who stood at the top of the theocracy, Roland, dressed in his own black bishop's robe, stood at the other end of the round table, opposite the position of Jupiter IV, and said sternly: "However, Cyrata has not come back after all. According to the laws of the ancients, he had to pay a relative price—"

In the midst of the cardinals' expressions of joy, ecstasy or worry, Roland declared: "Cardinal Cyra, then, will be punished by the invalidation of the vote of the day. If he does not appear in the next round of voting, then I will consider the revocation of his right to vote and to be elected, and to decide whether he will remain or remain by a vote of the bishops present. ”

"I second!"

"You're right, Your Majesty Roland."

Under Roland's gaze, the cardinals bowed their heads and whispered.

Their expressions varied. There are calm, there are expectant, and there are nervous. When more people have that kind of smile on their faces, as if they are expecting something.

Seeing this, Roland smiled with satisfaction, then took out the box and began to read out the voting results:

"Guderian. Morality. Cardinal Attari, one vote! ”

"Ossaith. Cardinal Tiamat, six votes! ”

"Cassaka. Cardinal Mograine - Six votes! Unfortunately, no one has obtained the required majority. ”

"Impossible!"

However. At the sixth position of the round table, the closest place to Roland, Casakahoe stood up and shouted in panic: "This is impossible! ”

His face was full of anger and panic, he glared at Orceth fiercely, turned around and grabbed Roland's sleeve, and let out a cry that bordered on mourning: "Your Majesty Roland! Please take a second look! There must be something wrong with this number of votes! ”

"Oh...... Cardinal of Casaka. That's a very interesting thing you say. ”

Roland raised an eyebrow. narrowed his eyes quietly: "Are you saying that I can make a mistake in such a trivial matter?" ”

In Roland's flat voice and indifferent eyes, Cassaka shook violently.

It was only then that Kasaka finally realized who he was talking to. His face turned pale in an instant.

“…… Sorry, Your Majesty. I'm undoubtedly offended, just ......"

"It's okay, Kasaka. Your behavior is understandable. ”

Roland smiled lightly, and looked at Cassaka with an inexplicable look: "After all, you're just asking for rigor in things...... At this point. You're doing a good job. I'm going to learn from you. ”

In Roland's unhurried tone, the frequency of Cassaka's trembling became more pronounced.

At least he wasn't stupid enough to take it as a compliment.

"But...... Your Majesty Roland, I mean......"

Kasaka hesitated and glanced again at the ballot box on the table.

"If you're still skeptical, you can see for yourself what's inside the box."

Roland's gaze at him became more and more gentle, but Cassaka felt as if he was being watched by something terrible, and his whole body trembled.

"No, Your Majesty. I definitely didn't mean it......"

"I didn't say you meant that. Come on, take a look. Roland smiled and pressed his hand on the box, "It just so happens that I'm also worried about whether there will be fake tickets." Then take a look at the polls you want to see......"

"No...... Your Majesty, you have misunderstood......"

Kasaka felt the divine grace in him begin to boil, and he frowned in pain, trying to withdraw his hand.

"It doesn't matter. Just take a look...... Don't hide, Cassaka," Roland's voice suddenly became louder, and his gentle expression instantly became stern and cold, "I'll show you!" Did you hear that?! Take out all the tickets in the box! ”

“…… Be. ”

Trembling. Kasaka turned the box upside down and spilled all the tickets.

Then, his body suddenly turned cold.

There is no need to turn the tickets over one by one, just the moment the ticket box is turned upside down, the Cassaka can see every ticket inside.

Neither more nor less. There is no problem with the number of votes, it is the number of votes for Roland.

But this is absolutely impossible.

Because this time Cassaka didn't buy so many tickets at all. In this round, the only thing Cassaka did was to prevent Guderian from being elected directly with nine votes.

Cassaka knew that after missing the surprise first round, his only chance would be in the fourth round six days later. In the final round of voting, the result will be determined directly, and if you win the pope in the second or third round, you will most likely not live to live for the twelfth day before being killed by other cardinals.

- Someone is plotting against me!

Kasaka gritted his teeth, closed his eyes, and took a deep breath.

"I'm sorry, Your Majesty Roland...... I lost my temper. ”

After about a dozen seconds, Roland squinted at Cassaka and slowly repeated the sentence again: "It's okay. ”

"And you, Ossaith."

Saying this, Roland turned his head and said with a serious face: "You and Cassaka's supporters can be said to be on par. Hopefully you can give me a better result in the next round of voting. ”

"Your Majesty, ...... in this game"

"I'd prefer you to call it an election."

Roland squinted his eyes slightly and interrupted Orseth's words: "Then everyone, while everyone is here, let me tell you something...... Some things I think you need to know. ”

Roland spoke, but didn't look at Cassaka at all. This made Kasaka panic.

But after Roland said the next few words, Cassaka's panic was completely dissipated by panic.

"The first thing - Pull has officially declared war on us."

As soon as these words came out, Cassaka's pupils instantly narrowed.

But before he could react, Roland made another big news: "The second thing, the defeat of the druids of Carral is about to be expelled by the rebels who call themselves the Raven Legion. And, most importantly, the third thing......"

Roland paused slightly, and then said in a low voice:

“…… We, Her Majesty the Queen of Bansa, declare the revocation of the special status of the two sects of Tyre and Sivir in the country. and to abolish the special rights of priests of all ranks - for example, the right to be exempt from military service. (To be continued.) )