Theodore sat in his chair with a blank expression. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

From time to time, his eyes looked at Lucia, who also had a cold face, and he was worried in his heart.

No one knows better than him what he has done in previous years, even if he still sits in the chair of the council, if it is true that the Inquisition has in its possession a list of repressions/repressors signed by His Excellency himself, as the rumors have said......

Although Theodore is now eager to find out some truth in Lucia's mouth, rumors are still rumors after all, and besides, as he is the archbishop, even the Pope does not want to see a scandal like Moran's for the second time.

Some fine sweat oozed from his palms, Theodore looked at the calm Frankie who was sitting opposite him, and suddenly felt that this guy was really thoughtful, maybe this damn god stick had already known that the Pope would come back!

As the archbishop of the Central Diocese, the royal family had wooed him a few years ago, but Frankie had always clearly demarcated the border with the aristocracy, and never even took any bribes.

Theodore was secretly laughing at Frankie, an archbishop with mud legs, who didn't have a brain and was still a tendon at the same time.

It's just that now it seems that it is clear which is right and which is wrong.

If I had known that the Pope would return so strongly, I am afraid that I would not have to be so worried now.

You must know that in Conway, that lord killed the owner of the place on someone else's territory without blinking an eye!

Reggie sat on Theodore's right hand, looking a little restless, his gaze wandering back and forth between Theodore and Lucia, several times in desperation.

Except for the occasional coughing sound, pins could be heard throughout the conference hall.

After a long time, Frankie, who was still taking a nap with his eyes closed just now, looked at Theodore opposite him, and said slowly, "Your Excellency the Archbishop of Sunnah, we have been here for half an hour, aren't you ready to continue yesterday's unfinished agenda?"

Frankie's magnetic, deep voice echoed through the empty chamber, breaking the silence.

Theodore took away his right hand holding his chin, cleared his throat and coughed dryly, and looked around, "Yesterday the Pope presented to the Council on the expansion of the cathedral in Sorin, all of you have your opinions, and my personal opinion is that I fully support this plan, so as to radiate the whole north together with the Basilica of Santa Lota and the Cathedral of Lidney. ”

As the topic was opened, the room gradually became lively, but there were still only a few people who expressed their opinions.

Throughout the morning, the synod ended in absent-mindedness of the bishops.

At the end of the meeting, many bishops slowly walked out of the hall, and a red-haired girl who had been waiting outside early in the morning saw the Sunnah Archbishop approaching, stepped forward and bowed her head slightly, and said, "Your Excellency, Your Excellency, the Pope has asked you to go to his study now. ”

Theodore was slightly stunned, looked at the girl who had only started working beside the Pope during this time, and nodded, "I see." ”

Although his tone was calm, after hearing Domina's voice, his heart chuckled!

Coming to the door of Mien's room, Theodore saw Mien writing with his head down, and suddenly felt a little cramped, and said cautiously, "Your Excellency, do you have anything to do with me?"

If there is one of Theodore's most feared beings in this world, I am afraid that there will be no second person except the Pope sitting in front of him!

Whether it is wrist or strength, for Mien, Theodore only has deep jealousy and awe!

Mien looked at the person who came and smiled, "You are here, sit down first, I have prepared a draft of the future term of office of the clergy, you can help me see it first, you can tell me if you have any questions." ”

It's just that the more he saw Mine's smiling face, the more uneasy Theodore became!

The Holy Light is above, how he was caught in prison overnight in a daze, and he still remembers it vividly!

With a smile on his face, Theodore sat down in his chair, carefully read the documents handed over by Meen, and looked up at Meen, "Your Excellency, are you going to prepare for the implementation of this draft after the reorganization of the Holy See is completed?"

"If nothing else, it can be implemented early next year. ”

The two discussed the draft until the afternoon meeting resumed.

It can be said that Theodore, a greedy fellow, still put forward a lot of useful opinions and opinions.

Meen reached out and took the document from Theodore's hand, picked up the pen and started to revise it again, "You go and preside over the meeting first, and we'll talk about this later." ”

Theodore got up from his chair, bowed his head slightly, and prepared to leave the study.

At the same time, he was also relieved that what he was worried about had not happened, just when he walked to the door of the study and grabbed the doorknob with his right hand.

The sound from behind him made his body stagnate, and his breathing instantly became rapid.

"Don't worry, I've crossed your name off the list, but I hope that from now on all your abilities will only be dedicated to the Light and the Holy See. ”

His pupils shrank, and at this moment, a chill rose in his soul.

Theodore could even hear the pounding of his own heartbeat in his chest!

Turning to look at the Pope, who was still writing at his desk, he took a deep breath, bent deeply to Mine, and left the study.

...

Three days later, on the outskirts of the Holy City of Lotta, the secret prison of the Inquisition.

Relying on abandoned mines dotted with ravines, the entire prison is more like a vast labyrinth.

It is here that all the prisoners who were secretly arrested a few days ago are being held.

The terrible screams echoed in the tunnel, making people's scalps tingle, and one by one those who were in high positions had become prisoners at this time, and the screams that came made many people with weak minds turn pale.

Meen stood expressionlessly in front of the execution rack, the former 'Holy Bishop Pope' now covered in whip marks and skin scorched by a soldering iron.

A light of holy gold fell on him, and all wounds began to heal at a speed visible to the naked eye.

But compared to before, the Morganlin was now colorless, thin, and his dusty hair was like weeds.

"Don't try to resist, blasphemer, as long as you nod, I can ease your pain now. ”

What Mien didn't expect was that this Moganlin was still a hard stubble that was hard and soft, and after four or five days, he was stunned to carry it to the end.

The voice was weak, and Mo Ganlin looked up at Mien and showed a sneer, "You killed me and wanted me to cooperate with you, twee!"

After a moment of silence, Meen said to Reut, "Put him down, lock him up first, we don't have time to continue this boring game with him." ”