There was silence in the hall, and every cardinal looked at Gray with wide eyes and cautiously.

The face of the idol is between light and shadow.

Levi lay quietly, gasping for breath.

The three paladins in armor were quietly seated in the back row like cardinals.

Gray stood in the middle of the main hall, sword in hand.

"I heard that there are three candidates for the Pope among you. Gray took his two votes out of his armor, placed them on the table, and continued, "Now, I'll give you a chance to canvass." One by one, you have explained to me the programme that you will carry out when you become Pope. If one of them satisfies me, then I will vote for him. However, if this person does not do what he promised after taking office, then I will execute him for breach of faith. ”

"Place...... Execution?" The cardinals present were in an uproar.

"Everything has to be done?" someone asked in a low voice.

"Of course. Gray replied softly, "What is promised, it must be done." Why else is it called a promise? Don't you agree with me?"

There was silence in the main hall, and the cardinals all shrunk their necks and were speechless. Only Anthony III accidentally laughed.

Yes, that's how serious the lich is. If you dare to make a blank check to a lich, then be prepared to take the risk of having your neck wiped by the lich. That's why the Lich Council has never had a leader.

Karl walked in through the door, with a couple of Knights of the Silver Moon and six or seven panicked clergymen, pens, paper, and ink.

"Lord Paladin, the man has brought it. ”

"Okay, good work. ”

Gray waved his hand, and Carl and the Silvermoon Knights put down the pen, paper, and ink they had brought with them, and they all retreated. The six or seven clergy stood cautiously aside.

"Now, let's have a fair and just election. Gray raised his voice slightly and said, "What you say, will be recorded." Then sign the names and send them to the bishops everywhere for them to vote. Does anyone have an opinion?"

The hall was silent.

After a while, someone raised his hand tremblingly. It was a cardinal with gray hair, thick eyebrows, big eyes, and a mustache with an aristocratic face.

"Mistress Dominiel, you are one of the candidates. Any comments, please say. Gray said respectfully.

Dominire couldn't afford this respect.

He leaned on the armrest of his chair, stood up awkwardly, and whispered, "This...... This is ridiculous, there is not a single election that was conducted under such circumstances. ”

"No lich has ever been a paladin, or a saint, has he? ”

As soon as this sentence came out, the people in the hall immediately whispered. Gray didn't seem to hear at all.

"But ......"

"Is Master Domini's program disgraceful? Or, don't actually want to do it?"

"No, it's just, it's just...... Nothing, I don't have an opinion anymore. Dominiel forced a smile and sat back honestly.

"Does anyone else have a different opinion?" cried Gray.

The voice echoed through the hall.

"Did he admit that he was a lich?"

"Oh my God...... Doesn't he think there's anything wrong with that?"

"Why would the Holy Spirit allow him to do this?"

The cardinals whispered, but no one dared to stand up and provoke Gray directly.

"Gray. Catherine's voice rang in Gray's head.

"Aren't you supposed to stay in Salted Fish Harbor?"

"I just got the notice to rush over...... You should remember your covenant with the Holy Spirit, as long as your identity is revealed......"

"If I am defeated by humans, the Holy Spirit will follow me in crusade?"

"Yes. I don't think this agreement is a joke, you ...... now It is already equivalent to admitting it yourself. ”

"I know. ”

Ignoring Catherine's exhortation, Gray then exclaimed, "If no one has an opinion, then the election is officially opened." ”

The voice echoed slowly through the hall.

Dots of sparkling appeared in the moonlight shining on the face of the idol, similar to the holy light.

However, the wind rose.

Just above the main hall, dark clouds quickly condensed, and lightning went violently. It roared like a beast, completely obscuring the moonlight.

The people outside the hall were watching in amazement.

Gray's soul fire was burning violently.

In the roar, the people present gradually quieted down.

"Gray, you...... You are using force to control the entire Holy See, and the Holy Spirit will not support you in doing so. Catherine continued to exhort in Gray's mind.

But they didn't object either, did they? just as they didn't object to the corruption of the Holy See. Vivien scoffed, "I don't think there's anything wrong with that, Gray is just presiding over an election." Saints, are they not qualified to preside over a papal election?"

"Okay. As if he had not heard, Gray continued: "Now, as a saint, I declare that the election of the Pope is now open. Who wants to be the first to elaborate their program?"

The hall was quiet, and the cardinals all lowered their heads, but carefully observed the movements of the people around them.

"The order doesn't really matter, because everybody has plenty of time to speak. Gray glanced at the crowd, and finally his gaze fell on the other candidate, Angelo II.

It was an emaciated old man with a long beard and gray hair.

"Lord Angelo, why don't you come first. ”

"Me?" said Angelo II, already sweating profusely.

"There were only two candidates, and you were the last to run suddenly. Don't you want to let everyone know as soon as possible what changes the Holy See will bring if you are chosen as pope?"

"Of course, it's just ...... It's just ......" Angelo II swallowed dryly and whispered, "I'm not ready." ”

"Is it because you weren't ready, or can't you let me know?" Gray continued.

Angelo II replied categorically: "Not ready." ”

Gray still didn't give up, and then said, "In that case, then I'll ask, and you can answer." What do you think about my church reform in the South?"

Asked the core question at once, Angelo II's expression froze visibly.

The rest, his two rivals, Darren IV and Dominire, were not much better, and they were all sweating profusely.

"I ......," Angelo II swallowed, "I think it's good." ”

"Are you sure? If you think it's good, and then you change your mind when you become Pope, I think you're breaking your promise. ”

"Yes, I think it's good. Angelo II smiled reluctantly: "If I can ascend to the bishopric position, then I will ensure that the canon tax reform is carried out smoothly." ”

"What do you think, Lord Darren?"

"I ...... I agree with Mistress Angelo. ”

"But that's not what you told me before. ”

"Before?" The cardinals present were stunned: "He secretly came into contact with Gray?"

"Yes!" Darren IV stiffened his head and simply stood up and shouted: "I did tell the Paladins before that the current religious tax is inappropriate! Not only should the South be compulsory, but neither should the North be compulsory! There should be no difference between the South and the North! It is normal for the clergy to have opinions, but believing in the Holy Spirit and spreading the faith should not be for money! We should guide them to look at this issue from a different perspective, instead of following them and changing the original correct reform back! As messengers of the Holy Spirit on earth, we should overcome difficulties! not run away! The road to the divine is never smooth!"

These words can be said to be loud, and all of a sudden, the cardinals in the main hall looked at Darren IV with wide eyes and bewilderment.

Darren IV blushed, but he still puffed out his chest and stared around with wide eyes.

Looking at the righteous and stern Darren IV, Gray said lightly: "I thought Lord Darren didn't understand this truth. I didn't expect Lord Darren to understand, but he just didn't do it. Is that so?"

"Uh...... It always takes time to realize. Darren IV nodded awkwardly and sat down with a smile.

"What about Mistress Dominiel?" Gray's gaze turned to the last candidate.

Dominiar's hand trembled slightly.

......

"It's a farce, isn't it?" The mallet, who was standing outside the door, walked up to Jones and handed over a slice of dried sweet potato.

Jones lifted his mask and glanced at the mallet, "I don't eat this." ”

"That's a shame. The mallet put the dried sweet potato in his mouth and chewed it, and said casually, "Put the sword on their necks, and I bet these so-called 'Lord Bishops' will grant us any request." Even if they were asked to declare that believing in the Holy Spirit was illegal, they would agree. ”

This proves that they don't really have anyone who is fit to be pope. Jones looked at the distant house, where the fire had been extinguished, was smoking, and looked like it was going to collapse at any moment, and said, "I don't even have a firm will, I don't even have the courage to say what I think, what kind of pope is this? ”

"It's not as good as me?" The mallet was stunned for a moment and smiled: "Why don't I go in and choose one too?"

As he spoke, he straightened his back, pretended to be a bishop, and said to the cross-eyed man standing beside him, "May the Holy Spirit bless you." ”

All of a sudden, the dwarves burst into laughter.

Jones and Dora looked at each other with expressionless faces.

Belinda, who was floating in the distance, couldn't help but hold her forehead.

"That's funny, isn't it?" Zeda suddenly appeared beside her, and said with a look of enjoyment, "Our envoy-sama can always surprise us. If these cardinals dare to stand their mind, Gray must not be able to do anything with them. But none of them dared to insist. This makes it very difficult for your Holy Spirit. ”

Belinda turned her face away from him.

Soon, all three programs were written, and the letter with Gray was sent out and handed over to Carl. The carrier pigeons that Karl gave to the clergy and used Heaven to train for the Holy See were sent to the Holy See in the twenty-three human kingdoms, as well as to the five legionnaires stationed in the Holy Land.

Under the dark clouds of lightning rolling, twenty-eight carrier pigeons with a little bit of crystal sparkle flew in all directions like shooting stars, and the scene was spectacular.

The four guardian angels corresponding to the four paladins, including Julian, all stayed honestly outside the temple.

......

"Now, let's wait quietly for them to hear back. Still standing in the middle of the hall, Gray whispered, "I will not interfere with the fairness of the election, nor will I allow anyone to interfere with the fairness of the election." However, I don't think it makes a difference who is elected. After all, the three programs are almost identical. Of course, no matter who is elected, I will make sure that it is carried out. If someone violates the program, he will be replaced by the person with the second largest number of votes. Then the number of votes is third. I guess no one has an opinion on that, right? Now, fill in your choices and start voting. ”

A chest is placed in the center. Pen by pen was sent to the cardinals. They started filling it out and then lined up to put it in the ballot box.

The whole process was silent.

The three cardinals who ran for election all sat in their chairs in prostration, sweating profusely. Whether it was because of greed, because they wanted to show their ambitions, because of ambition, they wanted the position of pope a moment ago, but now, there is hardly one of them who does not regret running. It was a nightmare for them.

Because as long as you are elected, it is equivalent to sticking your neck under Gray's butcher's knife.

The situation is moving in a direction that they did not anticipate.

Gray did not run, but he took the position of arbiter in one fell swoop, which was perfectly reasonable for him as a saint. Of course, the most important thing is that behind the truth, there is enough force to support it.

"Gray, I really don't think it's good for you to do this......" Catherine was still struggling to admonish.

"What do you mean is bad?" Gray finally responded, "I gave them ample opportunity to make their point and ensure that the whole election was fair and impartial." No one was ever forced to choose whomever he should choose. ”

"But you used force, and everybody saw it. ”

"Isn't force used to be used?"

"But your strength is not at the same level as theirs, and you can use the power of the Demon Lord. ”

Gray was silent for a long time, and then he whispered, "That's the difference between me and you, isn't it? The positions are not exactly the same. You can watch a carriage fall into the abyss and do nothing, but I can't. I'm going to stop it. If you have power, you should use it, not sit idly by. It's a responsibility. If they don't even have the courage to oppose me, how can they be good popes? ”