Chapter 153: The Return
Kasaka stood at the prison gate, his hands tucked into his sleeves, and quietly looked at Cyra as he walked out of it, and showed a gentle smile.
With a smile on his lips, he whispered, "My brother, it's nice to see you again." β
As he spoke, he reached out and put his hand on Cella's shoulder.
Although acquitted by Kasaka in the name of the Cardinals, Cyra was locked behind her with heavy shackles on her hands. As he walked slowly, the sound of metal dragging on the ground came slowly.
Cyra looked at Cassaka with a heartfelt, enthusiastic smile.
"I didn't think I'd ever be able to come out of here one day." Cylla's eyes were full of gratitude.
Looking at Cyra's expression, a satisfied arc appeared at the corner of Kasaka's mouth.
Then, Kasaka's expression immediately became serious and sad: "Now, Cylla. I'm going to tell you the sad news...... Lord Jupiter IV was called by the Lord. β
Cyra slowly opened her mouth wide, her eyes full of disbelief.
He mouthed with difficulty: "What-? Pope ...... He ......"
"I thought you'd be a little happier," Cassaka hugged Cyra again and whispered in his ear, "After all, he's the one who made you suffer so much." β
"It's not suffering. My brother in Christ. β
Cyra said pointedly, "It's growth. He taught me a lot β many, many things. I think it's only from this point on that I can be considered a qualified cardinal. β
"That's ......"
Kasaka suddenly realized, and took Syla's blood-stained hand, not shying away at all. In this way, the two walked side by side, towards the Popal Hall above.
Before stepping through the final gate. Cassaka suddenly grabbed Cyra's wrist and showed a puzzled look: "Cyra." Since you say that you have learned a lot, then, do you consider a qualified cardinal...... No, what kind of qualities should a qualified first bishop have? β
"Hmm...... Reverent. As the First Bishop, the Supreme Bishop of the College of Cardinals, the first person under the Pope, he will be the closest pious person to the gods. β
Cyra replied without hesitation.
"Of course. What else? β
"Responsible. Enthusiastic. Loyal. and, I think, also require the vision and wisdom to be able to do the job. β
"Oh?"
Kasaka asked enthusiastically, "Could you please elaborate on that?"
"For example," he whispered. Cyra stopped abruptly and turned to look at Kasaka, who was eagerly looking at her, with a pure smile like a saint's son on her bloodstained and scarred face, "Found our Kasaka. Cardinal Mograine has the ability and qualifications to meet the vision of the Pope and the wisdom to assist him in dealing with all dangers. β
"Oh, yes, yes...... My Lord willing, you have grown, my brother. You'll get what you want, I swear. β
Kasaka was almost uncontrollable with excitement. A brilliant smile instantly bloomed on his face, and he couldn't suppress it, and suddenly hugged Cyra. He kissed him the cheek: "Who else can I trust but you?" My brother, my own brother in the Lord. May the Lord watch over you and protect you. Give you a heavenly favor foreverβ"
With that, he kissed Cyla on the cheek excitedly again. Bless him with a suppressed voice. Then he turned and pushed open the door to the papal room, and a dazzling light overflowed.
But Kasaka didn't see it, behind him, Cyra showed a cold gaze like a snake, the corners of her mouth were slightly upturned, but there was not the slightest smile on her face.
"Ah...... Yes, I learned...... I have learned a great deal from 'your' Lord. β
Cyra's lips twitched slightly, and she whispered in a deep voice that only she could hear.
Then, with an enthusiastic but embarrassed posture, he followed Cardinal Kasaka back into the chamber from which he had been separated for half a month.
In addition to Cassaka, the remaining ten cardinals have been waiting here. He looked at Cyra with joy, suspicion, contempt, or pity.
And Cyra returned with a haggard but still clear gaze. Use your fingers to draw circles on your chest and press them on your chest to salute each other.
Two pure maidens dressed in white took off Sila's blood-stained robe, lowered their heads and gently wiped Sila's blood-stained body and hair with a pure white cotton cloth stained with warm and purified water, and served him in a pure white undershirt, a crimson robe, and a gorgeous gold and red shoulder strap.
Finally, a purple-robed bishop came up and knelt on the ground and raised the ring of Cyra.
Cyra slowly stretched out her left hand, took the long-lost power ring on, and kissed it deeply and almost tremblingly.
"My lordship...... Welcome back. The purple-robed bishop knelt on the ground, looked up into Cyra's face with an almost fanatical gaze, and whispered in a voice that almost trembled.
"Thank you, my child. May Tyre bless you. β
Cyra bowed her head, blessed softly, and gently kissed the young bishop's forehead.
As the purple-robed bishop retreated satisfied, Cyra stepped forward and walked to the eleven.
"Cyra, let me tell you a brief about the predicament we face."
Kasaka said solemnly: "Now that we have lost the answer to His Majesty's prayers and there is no new priest, the believers are already on the verge of hesitation and collapse. The heretics and other gods were also on the move, and many people above the Silver Order began to infiltrate Frankfurtβand the Celestial Vision was certain that they were not the Tyre cultists who had come to worship. β
"In order to alleviate this dilemma, some time ago...... Because some of us have taken ...... Well, some slightly risky tactics, summoning a saint, however, without the restraint of Jupiter IV, he made things worse. Now Frankfurt is on the verge of collapse. We need you, Cylla. Now only you can stabilize things. β
"But I'm just a cardinal, Master Kasaka," Cyra whispered, her eyes down, "I don't know what you're talking about. β
"No, not like you think...... Yesterday, the Celestial Division reported that a rather young priest of Tyre had appeared in the south and had carried out a magical strike on Ra's temple...... It is a bishop-level divine art, infinitely close to the Pope-level power, and he holds the ring of Jupiter IV in his hands...... Although he is arguably the new Pope, you can understand that it is impossible for us to put such a heavy responsibility on the shoulders of a young man who is unknown and who is tyrannical and murderous. We need you, Cylla...... Only you can oppose him. β
With that, everyone was silent, waiting for Cyra's reply.
After a long time, Cyra nodded silently and took a step forward. and others form a perfect circle.
"So, everybody......"
"βall glory to Tyre."
Everyone prayed in unison, and the final ring of the ritual closed.
Then, a silver-haired old man with raised cheekbones and thin lips said solemnly: "Then, in the name of First Bishop Guderian, I announce that the Pope Selection Ceremony begins now. (To be continued.) )
PS: Today the meeting will be held until 10 o'clock...... Chapter 2 is about gone......
I hope it's an anti-flag......