Muni Cathedral, located on Mount Ode in the east of Kanmuni City, is one of the famous landmarks of Muni City.

Outside the church gate, twelve marble columns with a diameter of five meters, like twelve giants, support the dome of the temple.

On the dome, the white statue of the Holy Emperor has its arms wide open, presenting a huge cross, towering into the sky. Under the blue sky and white clouds, the statue's robe seems to flutter in the wind. The face shrouded in the hood is peaceful and serene, and the eyebrows and eyes are lowered, looking down on the common people.

At the end of the night, when it was just dawn and most of the city was still shrouded in night, one after another horse-drawn carriages with the emblems of the Holy Religion had driven up the wide, flat road in front of the main entrance of the Muni Cathedral, and slowly ascended the ramp.

Joseph, pale, gently lifted the corner of the curtain of the carriage and looked out silently like a ghost.

All around, carriages from other parishes moved in silence.

As if there was a tacit understanding, these carriages were very close to each other, but far away from them. His carriage, bearing the logo of the church in the city of Edin, walked alone on the side of the road, like a sinner abandoned by a pilgrim.

Joseph's expression was complicated, his eyes flickered, and after a long time, he sighed softly and lowered the curtains.

In fact, he had already visited the church a day earlier and presented to Archbishop Wallace with a saddle made of "lone wolf" and a detailed report on the attack on the convoy.

However, he was not received by Archbishop Wallace at that time.

It was a confidant monk at the archbishop's side who took the saddle and the report. Even now, Joseph seemed to see clearly the indifferent gaze of Brother Wen when he saw him, and the disdain on his lips when he took the not ornate saddle.

The carriage moved forward to the crisp sound of horses' hooves.

Looking at the roof of the carriage, Joseph suddenly remembered when he was a child.

He came from an ordinary family. He is not rich, but he is not poor. He was the third of five children. Just as the middle ranking is destined, his appearance and qualifications are also the most ordinary and ordinary one.

Whether at home, in the village, or in the school where he later studied, he was like an invisible person, and as long as he blended in with the crowd, no one would notice him.

When playing games, he can only follow behind other people's butts and listen to the commands of those organized children. In terms of learning, he is not top-notch. secretly gritted his teeth and tried his best, but he just didn't let himself fall to the end.

Among friends, he was the most boring one. While the other boys were talking and laughing under the admiring gaze of the girls, he could only sit quietly on the side. Occasionally interject a sentence or two, and no one listens to it, and the topic is quickly turned aside by others.

This life continued until he entered the seminary.

Although he was still ignored in the academy, when he returned home and returned to the village, he found that he had become the envy of everyone. Whether it is a sibling or a former playmate, the attitude towards him is different.

They become enthusiastic, centered on him, and listen to him with their hearts. The gaze was full of flattery and awe.

That was the feeling that Joseph had longed for for a long time. In order to hold on tightly to this hard-won one, he did his best to move forward.

The qualifications of the pro-light believer and the assistant priest are not high, so every step forward must pay a greater price than the human being.

Originally, he thought that after becoming the priest of the Cathedral of Medin City, his position would be stabilized, and he would no longer be afraid of being beaten back to his original form, but he thought that the carriage stopped in front of the gate of the Holy See. In the silent car again, Joseph took a deep breath and stepped out of the carriage!

"Good morning, Bishop Bell. A priest walked briskly past Joseph and walked toward a bishop of the county in a gold-rimmed black robe. All the while, he didn't even say hello except to glance at Joseph, who was close at hand.

All around, the bishops and priests who got off the bus greeted each other and walked up the stairs together, just like the priest. No one spoke to Joseph, and no one even approached him in a strange and tacit manner.

Joseph stood alone by the carriage and looked around.

Everyone who made eye contact with him looked away as if they were hiding from the plague. For fear that he would take the initiative to greet him.

Only one man did not avoid his gaze, but strode towards him. It was Bishop Saki of the West Side, who had just stepped out of a luxury carriage and was surrounded by several priests and bishops of the West Side. ,

Dressed in a silver-trimmed red robe, the forty-six-year-old is slightly thin and his cheeks are as sharp as a knife. A pair of eyes were long and bright, and the square chin was slightly tilted forward. It seems to have a natural sense of majesty.

"Your Excellency the Bishop of the West End. Seeing Saki approaching him, Joseph saluted respectfully.

"Father Joseph", in the eyes of everyone, Saki stopped in front of Joseph, glanced around, and said lightly, "The spirit looks good." ”

Joseph bowed slightly, but did not speak.

"I heard you sent a saddle to Lord Warrais...... "Saki whispered in Joseph's ear as he glanced over at the others beside him. Everyone took a playful step back and turned their heads to look elsewhere.

"With this money, it is better to keep it for yourself and buy a manor. Saki didn't wait for Joseph's answer, and patted him lightly on the shoulder, "The matter is in the city of Medin, you can't escape the blame! Even if you skip me to drill the camp and go to the archbishop, it will be in vain!"

Joseph's face suddenly turned unusually pale. Big, big

Sweat dripping down his forehead.

He didn't expect that he had only sent the saddle in yesterday, and the bishop of the West Side would already know about it today. This shows how terrifying Sachi's influence in the Holy See is. If such a person is determined to be the scapegoat himself, I am afraid that he will not escape today.

Joseph was not a man of strong personality in the first place, and for many years, under the authority of the bishop of the county and the bishop of the western district, he was submissive. When he was reprimanded, he never thought of resisting. This is true even in the face of such unwarranted disasters.

If it weren't for the appearance of the "lone wolf" in despair, he would have been a scapegoat consciousness, and I am afraid that he would have been tied up and given up any resistance.

"My lord, the conflict that broke out that day really has nothing to do with me, if it weren't for Garas......" Joseph defended himself with a pleading look on his face.

But before he could finish his words, he was interrupted by Saki waving his hand.

"Gallas?" Sacki looked at Joseph with a grim gaze, "What does this have to do with Gallas, he's just a victim." He didn't leave church that day, everything was planted by those untouchables!"

By the end of the day, Saki was already in a good mood.

Of course he knew what Garas was doing in Medin City. However, Garas was the man close to him after all, and he was the henchman he sent to Medin City!

If it had been Gallas, what role would he have played in the most serious attack in the history of the Holy See in St. Solan?

The more Saki looked at Joseph, the more disgusted he became.

Not to mention in the Western End, but in the entire Lulian Holy See, Joseph's cowardice and mediocrity are well known.

It is a shame for the West End to be occupied by such a guy as the priest of Medin City.

If Joseph had been knowledgeable and had taken the initiative to bear the charge, perhaps he would have taken a high look at this fool.

But now, all he thought in his heart was to let the people of the Inquisition find a crime to kill this idiot after Joseph took responsibility!

"Father Jolouf gives you a kind advice......", Saki snorted coldly as the church bell rang, "If you have a little brain, you should understand that the most important thing you should do at this time is to keep your mouth shut." ”

He raised his index finger and shook it in front of Joseph, "It's better not to say what should be said or what shouldn't be said." The Holy Father has asked you to take the blame, so bear it, and don't get yourself into more trouble by trying to get away with it. ”

Saki said, leaning closer to Joseph and whispering in his ear, "Archbishop Wallace is fond of collecting saddles, and although not many people know about it, it is not a secret. I've given several of them to adults. Each one is ten times more precious than what you give. ”

With that, he turned and went up two steps, suddenly remembered something, and turned back to Joseph.

"By the way, I forgot to tell you, I have already sent someone to arrest the person involved in the church attack. It's supposed to be your job, I don't know why you haven't done it all this time. I hope this has nothing to do with you. Otherwise......"

With a cold snort in his ears and a few cold glances, Joseph looked up, and in his vision, Saki and the bishops who surrounded him had strode into the church.

"Your Excellency. Evan, the assistant priest who had been standing on the side of the carriage, stepped forward and helped the crumbling Joseph, "Are you okay?", "It's okay", Joseph's face was bloodless, his expression was in a trance, and it took a long time to come back to his senses, "I'm fine, what can I ......do?" said Joseph, gritting his teeth.

He was originally deep in his heart, still a little suspicious of the lone wolf who suddenly appeared, afraid that he would be used as a gun, and hoped that Saki would not do too much.

But now, he has completely given up any illusions.

Regardless of whether Saki was sent by the Pompeii Holy See, or what was going on in this, he only knew that there was no way back for him.

The impact of the attack was too bad for anyone to afford.

Joseph was well aware that whether he was eventually expelled from the Holy See or sent to the Inquisition, the end was equally miserable.

"My lord", Evan saw Joseph's face blue and white, and couldn't help but panic, "Otherwise, don't go in." There is still no news of what you gave to Archbishop Wallace, so I think you should hurry up and ·····."

"Shall you run?" Joseph calmed down, "where can a guilty priest go?"

Evan also knew that he had a bad idea, and hung his head and did not speak.

"All my life, I have always been at the mercy of others, and I have always retreated......", Joseph raised his head and stared at the statue of the Holy Emperor, drew a cross on his chest, and strode towards the church, "This time, I am going in to try my luck!

Dressed in a gold-rimmed red robe and a soft hat, Archbishop Wallace, who is already 60 years old this year, picked up the crystal cross in the jewelry box and hung it around his neck.

"Old" looked in the mirror, the loose skin and wrinkles on his face, the gray hair on his temples, and the appearance of an ordinary loyal elder, Hua Lu Laishi couldn't help but sigh. Angry, he said to Brother Brooke beside him, "If you go back twenty years, will anyone dare to attack the Holy See convoy?"

"We'll catch the attacker, my lord. Brooke, the number one thinker of Warrasse, smiled slightly.

"What does it matter if you can't catch it......", Hua Lulais waved his hand and paced slowly, "Fei Lie."

The soldiers are coming to the city, and who in the Holy See is not watching the jokes of our Solan Holy See? They will gloat again and again, but no one will respect us for catching the murderer. ”

Brooke silently followed Wallace and accompanied him out of the room.

He knew that the situation in the Holy See was very delicate at the moment, and that the archbishops of Warland and other provinces, including the Pope, were at a crossroads. At this intersection, there is a direction that everyone knows, but cannot say.

Even thinking about it at this moment, Brooke felt a little rebellious.

"We are too merciful to the heathen. If we can use this attack to kill a hundred, perhaps, the same thing will happen less in the future. Brooke Road.

Hua Lu Lesser smiled faintly.

This is what he loves about Brooke. As his number one thinker, Brooke always has a grasp of the direction and proportion of the conversation.

On this morning, though, he didn't want to shy away from the taboo subject. Instead, I really want to discuss it with someone.

Hua Lulais said: "The Saint Soran Empire has never been different from other places. You have to understand that this empire was built in a battle with the Holy See. And the Holy See and the royal family reconciled, and it was only eighty years before they were allowed to enter the empire. ”

Brooke raised his head in surprise, he didn't expect that today's Wallace would pull the topic back again.

"The Holy See has always been an outlier!" Warrance paused in the middle of the hallway and turned to look at Brooke.

"My lord" heard Wallace's words, and Brooke's heart was shocked.

"What are you afraid of, everyone knows this kind of thing...... " Hua Lu Lesser said coldly: "Do you think that the people below will not talk about it? I'm afraid that some people have already begun to bet on when the Pope will rebel against the Holy See and become a self-contained entity!"

"It's not strange!" Without waiting for Brooke to answer, Wallace walked to the railing of the corridor with his hands in his hands, looked at the morning glow in the sky, and said, "As I said before, the Solan Holy See has been a freak since its birth. The Holy See has never trusted us, and the royal family is even more wary of us. It's just that we are both members of the Holy See and citizens of the Solan Empire!", he said, and suddenly turned to look at Brooke: "This attack is a warning. It's a reminder of where we are now!"

He raised one finger, "Either we stand on the side of the Holy See and overthrow the royal family...... He raised a second finger, "Either we stand on the side of the Empire......" In the silence, the eyes of Wallace and Brooke were focused on two fingers.

After a while, Warren slowly moved his gaze to Brooke's eyes: "Of these two choices, which one do you think we should choose?"

Brooke was silent. After a long time, he said slowly, "I can't choose. ”

"Can't choose?" Hua Lai Ryce narrowed his eyes slightly.

"Not right now. Brooke Road.

The corners of Hua Lu's mouth curled up with a hint of satisfaction, and asked, "Then what should we do?"

Brooke said without hesitation: "Calm down!"

"This static word is a good one!" Hua Lu Lesser nodded, and suddenly snorted coldly, "However, the tree wants to be quiet and the wind does not stop." Some people still don't know what the situation is. Otherwise, where did that Garas come from to be so arrogant that he almost provoked a popular uprising!"

Brooke was silent for a moment.

This situation in Gallas is prevalent in the Holy See. If it's a time of peace, it's nothing. But in this extraordinary period, if there is a confrontation between the Holy See and the people of the Empire, it will not be a good thing for Hua Lurais.

For the treacherous Archbishop Loulian, the most important thing now is to make a bet on both sides. On the surface, he still obeyed the instructions of the Holy See, but in private, he had to be prepared for the other hand. Before the situation became clear, he didn't want to make any big trouble!

After a long time, Hua Lulai said: "According to the investigation, that Joseph's reputation in Medding City is not bad, but his ability is a little worse. As he spoke, he asked, "Yesterday he sent a demonic saddle over?"

Brooke complimented, "Yes!"

Hua Lu Lai said slowly: "Let someone take it for me to see." ”

"Yes. Brooke took the order. A moment later, he led a squire with a saddle in his hand back to Warrais.

"Your Excellency. ”

Hearing Brooke's voice, Warrasse glanced back at the guard's hand. It was a saddle of fine wood, leather, and metal, without gold or silver, or crystal diamonds. Nothing out of the ordinary seems to be.

Although Hua Lulai looked at the saddle, his eyes were a little distracted, flickering, as if he was making up his mind.

Suddenly, his gaze froze on the magic pattern of the saddle.

This is ········

Hua Lues strode up to the guard, carefully observed the saddle, his expression became more and more focused, his eyes became brighter and brighter, and after a while, he excitedly lifted the heavy saddle with his own hands, tossed and turned, and couldn't put it down.

After a while, Warren returned the saddle to the guard, and told him to put it in his room.

Then, he greeted Brooke, and Huo Ran turned and walked towards the conference room.

"Follow me!"

There was a jam in the back, and it was difficult to write about Hua Lurais's complex thoughts. It's not just the bad guys or the good guys in the story.

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